A senseless act of consciousness. A random thought within the many sub-levels. This is when it fucks with you. Those little mindfucks seem to follow you and I around, no matter where we seem to go. A deliberate act of consciousness. Create the circumstances, which allow the blinding and deafening images to surface from within. It is not the circumstances which are lethal, but the tag-alongs and piggybacks which also surface along with it. That my friend, that is the true death, which supports the mindfucks spinal column. Another broken vertebrae. The invertebrates always seem to creep up on you and I. This is probably why you and I are the way we are.
Author: ggkalfas
G.G. Kalfas is an American born author and publisher. He is also the noted author of many books, which encompass his experiences within life and death, as these experiences are displayed through the subject matter of his short stories. His intention for writing these books, is to display the importance of philosophy and psychology, as they play an integral part of the development contained within the experience of the human condition. Within his development, G.G. was compelled towards music, poetry, art, philosophy, and psychology. He was also the lead guitarist in a Houston based metal band, as well as the owner of an underground art gallery. He now spends his time writing about the darkness within the human expression, while exploring the hidden knowledge contained within the depths of life, death, and what may or may not exist beyond human consciousness.
Ordered Principles of Life
Design your life for you- no one else.
Do not count on anyone else- but yourself.
Do not trust anyone else- but yourself.
Always think through every decision you make. Adhere to the law of cause and effect.
If you take others into consideration for what you want in life, you will be disappointed every time.
When speaking to others, depending on the situation, act as though you do not know. You will be able to see their true intent. The weak always prey on those they think are weak. This is now when you destroy the other.
Always follow your heart, if you listen to your brain it will kill you.
If you are lucky enough in this life to find your passion, you will be lucky enough to find your greatness. Within this passion, greatness will reveal itself. Only then will you be able to realize your full potential.
Since you can only depend upon yourself in this life, you must at all costs design for yourself safety. If you fall, no one will be there to pick you up. You must get up on your own and learn how to walk again.
At all times, always be yourself. Never allow anyone to see your true heart, you will be exposed and others will know your weakness. Always be yourself internally. Project a part of your personality that is congruent to the individual you are dealing with. Only then will you be able to see and know the others intent they wish to bestow upon you.
Do not be an ignorant fool about life. No one cares about you and no one probably ever will. You must create your own life for you, no one else.
Always be true to the code of the law that is naturally within you.
Know who you are at your core through deep introspection.
Never allow anyone to put a picture in your frame of mind. Always think for yourself.
Every second is a perception as every perception is change. We are constantly changing. We are perfection just as clouds are. Clouds are always changing shape, but they are still clouds. We too are always changing shape, just like clouds. This is our purpose.
One or two books is not considered a library. Ten or twenty books is not a library but could be considered a collection. Twenty to fifty books are a collection. A hundred to a thousand books are a library. Create with a library, not a collection.
One Morning
I understand the phrase very personally. Death is with us from the moment we are brought into this world, to the moment it decides to take us with her to the other side. Being human is nothing but death on a daily basis. I have learned within my life, no one can make a difference; the difference makes you. You wake up one morning looking at the years of your life, which have escaped from you. You come to the realization that you are the only thing which has changed, or is different. When you see the world through the true eyes of neglect, only then can you experience the rawness from within the solitude of the nothing.
When Have You or I Ever Been Normal?
Inspiration is undoubtedly a curious creature, somewhat imitating the sheeple within our lives; pretending to be something it is not. The misanthropic ideologies we have all come to know and love. A disposition known through experience, strength, and hope. Hopefully this will be a temporary experience. But we all know deep, deep, deep inside of ourselves, it will not be. Invisible flags are being flown at this very moment. Their words are tears falling from their sights. When you lack the ability to articulate your thoughts, you lack the fundamental ability to know yourself. I witness this anathema on a daily basis. This anathema seems to be the new pandemic, a new fucking normal we “need” to learn to live with. Acceptance is the key, which does not fit into the lock. I am not a religious person, as critical thinking and religion have nothing to do with one another, but the Bible was right within its wording, “The meek shall inherit the Earth.” Not only have the meek/weak inherited the Earth, it was handed to them on a silver platter. It seems power looks better being served on that platter, as opposed to your decapitated head. Who needs rights or civil liberties? You and I do, this is why you are reading this post at this very moment. The freedom to use your speech, liberates the freedom to use your thoughts. When you censor your speech, you are in fact censoring your thoughts. I still find inspiration to be a curious creature, just as much as I find the sheeple who enjoy being controlled curious. It now seems the individual has officially become an endangerment to the “new normal”. When have you or I ever been normal?
