Walk around afraid? Why should you live in fear? I know they are out there in the world; waiting for you… just waiting for you. They can smell your fear. They can smell the putridity of your pheromones exuding from your pores. The sweet degradation of your place within this societal collapse. Yes. It is crumbling down right before your eyes. The greatest delusion of intrusion you will never see; blinding the consciousness right before your very own eyes. It is the lullaby of the gods; cringing and infringing upon your soul. Spiritual warfare was never designed to be fair. There are only two results. winner or loser. You ultimately get to decide which one you are going to become.
Tag: consciousness
Life
Positive and negative afflictions within your life, serve you both internally and externally; creating strength from within to without.
This is another aspect of the mindfuck you are continually living through on a daily basis.
To Heal
People see the soul as an energy that is infallible. When in fact, it is the job of the mind and body to heal and console the soul. The soul needs to be loved and nurtured.
G.G. Kalfas
Then You are Not
I find it interesting how the weak think they are in charge. True strength, does not bitch, moan, complain, scream, yell, or revert to name calling when it does not get its way. So, why would the weak ever think they were in charge? A rational-minded person would find it easy to see, they simply are not!
Here is an old quote:
“Being in charge is like being a woman; if you have to tell someone you are, then you are not. “
This quote has so many meanings in today’s world.
Colorful and Expressive
I know you can see me within yourself; hiding deep within the back of your eye sockets. The ways of using metaphors and and muted euphemisms has ceased. I will now only communicate to you within the depths of black and white transparency. Straightforwardness. Time is running out to be colorful and expressive. You and I now only have time to act. Action can be somewhat difficult for those who do not have their thoughts in order. You must protect your mind from the poisons of everything which has the words ‘mainstream’ and ‘social’ attached to it. These poisons were developed for the sole (soul) purpose of degrading your thoughts, health, circumstances, but most of all: your consciousness.
During the hours of my daily life, when I find myself interacting with those of the external world; this is when I find myself fully enraptured with extreme dread. It is the knowing that the majority of those within the external world are hive mindless zombies, who will do explicitly what they are told. It is a different experience when these zombies are directly in your face; regurgitating their illogical ideologies to you one at a time. They parrot their illiberal taking points they have been brainwashed into believing, without any proof of their ideologies efficacy. This is when I fully come to understand just how fucked we are as a society, nation, and species.
Wake the fuck up, before it’s too late to do so!
A Self-indulging Type of Gratification
There was a time when I could see life clearly, it was so long ago, I can hardly remember it. Within my thoughts and memories; I try connecting the pieces I can remember, to the pieces I think I remember. For some odd reasoning, which I cannot thoroughly understand; it is more important to me now today, than it was when these memories and thoughts were occurring within my past, when it was in the present time. I am not entirely sure as to why this is, as these past experiences have been conjuring themselves up from within my mind without my permission. These past experiences have been occurring within my mind more intensely over the past two years, than they have ever been previously. My mind feels as though it is trying to heal itself from the life, which I have made it experience. It is an infected way of life, a life without a remedy, cure, or a vaccine from future explorations. What does my mind know, which I am failing to see for myself within my own life? This is information it knows, but refuses to entirely reveal to me. I have lived a diseased life many times over; self-inflicting infection upon myself, as though I would have eventually built up a tolerance to this pandemic the others refer to as life. Life is a form of treatment, as it is also a prescription for death; the only true remedy for this disease called life. I have acquired a strong tolerance against the diseases within life, which I have thoroughly exposed myself to. After a life-long journey acquiring this tolerance, I can now see the diseases within this life were of my creation; nothing and no one else’s. Perhaps this tolerance attainment, was a self-indulging type of gratification, which I could not get enough of. Perhaps it was simply an endurance factor; exploring the depths of what I could withstand before I would actually drown, while still maintaining the ability to resuscitate myself back to a life I was somewhat familiar with. This self-indulging type of gratification, has left me lean, tired, malnourished, jaded, but mostly hollow. I have approached the walls of my core, as I can still lick off some of the residue, which has been left behind; emptying myself of the true, singular essence of innocence, I was gifted with in the beginning of this incarnation. I am of the diseased type of self-indulgence; seeking my pleasures through physical and mental gratifications.
G.G. Kalfas 