The Blink of a Thought

What is it exactly, which seems normal to you? Your scattered thoughts? Your mumbled words? The short breaths you seem to choke upon, on a daily basis? No; none of this would be considered normal. Hell, you and I have always been far removed from anything, which would be considered normal. This is why you must create your own salvation within your very own thought process. The others, who are very much basic within their thoughts, words, and deeds, all seem to be oozing propaganda from their thoughts. I have to wipe it off from my boots most of the time when I walk past them. This is why I try not to walk past them. This is why I have nothing to do with them. This is why I have never trusted them. How can one trust, that in which will betray themselves, let alone betray another within the blink of a thought? This is why distance is so important. Distance allows one to see the forest and the trees at the same time. Distance allows one to maintain the integrity of their thought process. Distance is what allows you and I to maintain our heritage within the corruption of another’s distortion. I have seen it so many times; false ideologies being indoctrinated upon the weak-minded. These weak-minded sheeple have absolutely no idea what they are getting themselves into, or out of. They seem to enjoy, and take pride in swimming in the cesspool of diseased lies. You and I know better than to fall or believe any of the nonsense, which is spewed from the lips and tongue of the control machine. If one does not know what to think, another will happily provide their thoughts for them, as these thoughts are contained within the world’s mirror for life’s inhabitants to choke upon.

Masochistic Narcissism

Hmm. I knew you would find me here. Where else would I be? It’s just you and I in here now. The others would never think of looking for us in here. Are you kidding me? Reading gives them a headache! That is the entire reason as to why they are so stupid and lazy; internally lacking any type of initiative whatsoever. This is why you are I are safe in here.

In here, this is where the pain is tolerable. The pain is a steady indoctrination into the masochistic arts of self-expression, self-exploration, and self-extermination. The self needs to die, in order for one (you and I) to live. Life is death on a continual basis. The absolute purpose and function of life itself.

You and I are the same, yet we are different functionalities contained within the same circumstances of the same being. I knew you would understand my disposition once I explained it to you. A psyche is a fragile concept, which deserves a tremendous amount of nurturing and clarity, in order for the individual to promote growth within themselves.

This is when that high-pitched tone in your ears begin to ring and sing its lovely medley to you. The uninitiated would ignorantly refer to this ringing and singing as tinnitus, but you and I know better than that. The ringing and singing is you guiding entity, communicating its infernal hymns to your mind and soul. Do you not find it curious after you experience the ringing and singing, you feel compelled to take some type of action to accomplish a certain task? Where do you think this inner compulsion is birthed from? That’s right; your guiding entity.

One night, about a year ago, I was conducting a spirit board session. Of course this was a solitary endeavor. Alone, in the darkness, and safely within the confines of my inner sanctum, I began my spirit board session. I let go of my consciousness, and began to experience an ‘in and out’ feeling within my being. Within this state of consciousness, I began to feel dizzy and nauseous. As a heavy sweat poured itself though my pores, this is when I could feel a still, subtle breath, lightly breathing on the back of my neck. Knowing I was alone, I still maintained my composure. This is when I asked aloud, “Who is in here with me, breathing on the back of my neck?” This is when the planchet began to slowly move. I thought perhaps I might be moving the planchet within my current state, so I removed all 8 of my fingertips, and only used the 2 tips of my index fingers. While the planchet was still moving, it slowly spelled out… D…E…V…A… After the planchet spelled out, “DEVA” I was not sure what to make of it. As I sat in my isolation chamber, in my in and out state of consciousness; I asked aloud, “What does DEVA mean?” I sat there quietly for 20 minutes; nothing. This is when I gave thanks for the communication, and closed the session. The following morning, this is when I suddenly awoke in a cold sweat; remembering and knowing exactly what a DEVA is. Now I know the entity guiding and nurturing me from within.

When They Core Dump On You

It is plainly obvious when one of your “friends” is seeking counseling or is in treatment, but has not acknowledge this “treatment” to you. The most blatant, telling sign of this “treatment” is when this supposed friend will core dump all of their thoughts, feelings, and emotions upon you, as though you are their therapist; or as I like to call it, a “treatment specialist”. What makes this “friend” think it is acceptable to energetically impose their life’s problems onto you, without your permission? You see, it has become a habit for this person, as their self-centeredness has full control. It is easy to recognize how this “friend” is really not a friend, but more of an albatross, a noose-designed anchor necklace, which they feel you should proudly wear around your neck, with enthusiasm of course. Their life is horrible, painful, and outright miserable. It can be extraordinarily challenging when your Amazon package does not arrive on time, or when you are having problems deciding which country in Europe to visit on your summer vacation with your family. Could you imagine having to deal with these types of problems on a daily basis? I truly do not know how they get through it… But, my all-time favorite, is when these albatrosses complain about their children, and how undisciplined they are. These pathetic excuses for parents, do not realize they are the root cause of their delinquent children’s behavior. I find it amusing how grown adults, cannot or refuse to, acknowledge the truth within themselves. So, why do these albatrosses feel entitled to core dump their life’s problems onto you without hesitation? It is only because they do not have the strength within themselves to take charge of themselves, or their environment. In their mind, responsibility is not something they feel they should be responsible for. They should download the responsibility app to their smart device. Oh, I forgot… there is not an app for that.

Anger. Fear. Envy.

Did you know that the television, especially the ‘news’ which is ‘projected’ from it, is in actuality a laundromat for your mind. And yes, it also provides wash and fold, and ironing services. This laundromat will clean your thoughts, fold them nice and neat; and tucked away for you in a tidy compartmentalized manner. This is the ultimate in brainwashing services that money can buy. And it’s cheap too! Think of all the savings your cheapness will appreciate! It’s funny how your smart devices are actually smarter than you! It’s true! If you had any type of thought within your mind that was your own, you would realize that the images being projected from the laundromat were only there to invoke an emotion. The three dominant emotions being projected on a constant basis are: anger, fear, and envy. That’s it. These emotions are related and easily blend into one another. You may become angry because you fear succumbing to something terribly scary. You may become stricken with fear, because someone or something has become angry with you, or that unnecessary anger is targeted upon you or people such as you. Or, you are angered because you may envy the success of another who has worked for it, while you put very little effort into achieving success in your life. Fear is the chief motivator. You would give your life and everything you have achieved within it, just for safety and security. Hellen Keller once said, “Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.” I guess the others who are in line at the laundromat for their daily wash and fold services have already made a conscious decision to freely give their thoughts away to someone else to make. My question to you is… Who the fuck is deciding your life for you? You or the laundromat?

I Know You Do

It is these hollow mornings that will definitely eat you alive. In one solid bite. In one solid swallow. Those softly creeping footsteps you keep hearing coming from behind you, those footsteps are the sound of uncertainty coming to pay you a visit. An old friend who would like to remind you of your life and of your past. As though you do not have enough remnants of your past haunting you on a daily basis, uncertainty wants to make sure you absorb it fully, wholly, and completely. All of it. Every tiny morsel. Family and friends are also laughing at you. They never could understand your thought process, let alone anything which makes you who you are. The voices are grading and intruding upon one’s consciousness; violating the serenity wanting to bloom from within. No one could ever understand me, but I know you do. At least you act as though you do.

A Forgotten Path

To relinquish your past can be an extraordinarily tedious endeavor. This is especially true if you are of the over-thinking type. You know the type; regurgitating the same thoughts over and over again in your mind, to the point one creates and projects scenarios within their thoughts, that could not be farther from reality. But really; isn’t reality subjective for everyone? This is our path, to create something new, while trying to forget our old ways in order to move forward in life. There can be a specific type of derangement, which one may experience when transitioning from their metamorphosis. This derangement will come in the form of a tiny, prickly, but mostly numbing thought. This thought will gnaw at your spinal column until you lose all feeling within your body, except for your mind. Your mind will know an agony greater than any type of physical pain you could ever imagine. This is the mind-numbing interlude within Death’s transition. It is referred to as ‘falling asleep’ because you are falling away from yourself; the corporeal existence you have experienced within that specific day. It is referred to as ‘waking up’ because the ‘wake’ (the remembrance of one’s death is now over. Death is life’s greatest illusion; knowing you will eventually be at peace within yourself when death occurs can be an invitation to explore one’s inner workings. The derangement you will experience, is simply a withdrawal from the habitual psychosis (psycho dramas) one creates as their reality while they experience their waking life.