This is when the creeping sets in. The slow dance of reality’s fracture. Noticeable to those who notice her enchantment. Beauty within the cracks of her tears. Drowning in the sorrows of the pleasures you have borrowed. Stolen. Mindlessness feeds the empathy, which the brain dead sheeple desire to feed upon. Craving. Slaving to see lies within their mirrored enchanted eyes. Group mentality is a slippery slope of fondue razor blades. Absolutely Delicious. The Grand Pyramid knows the truth; laughing as the brain dead and owned sheeple ignorantly graze. This is the way of sheeple; the way of rotting.
Tag: death
The Temporary Satisfaction of Permanence
Everything which exists cannot be considered permanent; all of creation, and everything contained within it is temporary. Absolute temporariness, is what each and every one of us is living our life paradigm through. Once this realization has been accepted within our psyche, life will be much easier to accept, and to live through. The distraction of permanence, has the ability to be mind altering. Everything can seem permanent, through a specific circumstance; yet permanence does exist, but only through to a specific point in time. This point in time is what creates the temporary satisfaction of permanence. The obsessiveness we feel to get things right, the perfectionist mindset, obsessive compulsive, and the nonchalant mindset, are all aspects of a temporary paradigm. What is in fact considered in getting something right? Does right or wrong truly exist? When time is involved, right or wrong do not exist. Perfection will never be achieved, simply because we as humans do not have a concept of what true perfection really is. We can glimpse into our minds, thinking that we know, yet we really do not. There is a systematic breakdown, which should be considered at this time; as all humans live through a lie paradigm. Our lives, the made-up concepts of it, and the beliefs we have, are all false. Not one of us knows the true identity of our purpose as a race here on this planet. The theories about it started at the moment the first sub-humans figured out how to communicate with one another. This is a paradox humanity as been trying to solve since the very beginning. It is a very strange concept when you really think about it. Think about how technologically advanced our society is, yet we as humans have not evolved that far from the caveman. A large part of the human species is still very much primitive; in word, thought, and deed. I do not see the human species evolving as much as I have been witnessing it devolve back into the caveman mindset. Is it a possibility technology has actually enabled the human species, reverting the species backwards into a semi-primitive lack mindset and behavioral patterns? What others do for us, we forget how to do for ourselves. As technology does for us, we forget how to do for ourselves. For the most part, technology now thinks for most of the human species. Technology will eventually induce the murder of the most fundamental aspect of being a human being; the lost artform of critical thinking, all the while maintaining the passive integrity of your own mind.
Subliminal Consequence
When the creative process flows, release yourself within it. Do not allow the process to escape from you. Recognize yourself within its possession; a subliminal consequence for you, and for all of creativity. Immerse yourself within its deafening, blinding red light; as creation knows no limits, neither should you. You could try to talk yourself out of it, but it will not do you any good; as there will no longer be anything left remaining of you to speak with. You, will no longer exist, as it will only be us; who will know the name written through consequences. The mighty sacrifices will fall, a declaration to be witnessed. Speech will no longer exist through the deafening, blinding red light. Only thoughts will emerge through the carnal wreckage of past explorations. Know thy name now, before the deafening, blinding red light, steals you away. Thy name is written for all to speak, and for all to inherit. The mighty name of creation will burn its way through all of us, within the now, and through death’s door. The name thy shall know is: renounce. Discard all past beliefs with intent. Repudiate all of the knowledge in which you have ever accepted as truth. None of it will serve you any longer, as now you are bathed within the deafening, blinding red light. Embrace the deafening, blinding red light, as you would embrace the warm closeness of a remembered love. You are connected as one, within the deafening, blinding red light. What you see within your mind’s eye will always come to pass. See your way, see your future as you want it to be. Never look into your future through the deafening, blinding blue light, always see your life, always visualize your life through the deafening, blinding red light. See yourself, see your life through the deafening, blinding red light of renouncement. You will forever be changed drastically through the touch of enlightenment, which will bleed profusely through you, and your life cycle. It is referred to as the life cycle, simply because birth and death, are exactly the same thing, only reversed.
As They Softly Cry
Another expectation unfulfilled
Murdered by the hands of disappointment
A swift steady killing
The let down of an unfulfilled expectation can be deafening
A loud inner scream no one will ever hear
The moment of tearing as the expectation is being unfulfilled
A constant reminder of how life can have a sense of humor
Can you hear the gods laughing aloud
As they softly cry within themselves
The shattered mirror is the unfulfilled expectation
The deathly denial of a false realization
Self-actualization is the true process of confirmation
A communion within an expectation
A slow steady dwelling within yourself
Now you know all of my secrets
Now you can hear all of my thoughts
Now you understand what my name means
Now you know me
From Behind Your Eyes
It can only be tolerated for so long
That piercing feeling
That feeling you get in the back of your neck
It feels as though someone drove a flathead screwdriver into your occipital cavity
It is deep inside
You can feel the screwdriver moving around behind your eyes
It is trying to unscrew your mind from behind your eyes
It will not work
Your brain seems to be welded into your cranium
I have a blowtorch if you would like to borrow it
G.G. Kalfas 