Tag: education

Back in 2018

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This was the first book I published back in 2018. The title of the book, You Cannot Put a Picture in My Frame of Mind, comes from lyrics to a song I had written back in 1999. In the late 90’s to early 2000’s, I was lead guitarist for a death metal band here in Houston, Texas. Nothing ever became of the band, because I quit when I decided to check myself into a drug and alcohol rehabilitation center. This book is a culmination of song lyrics, daily journal entries, and dream journal entries, which I had written pre and post sobriety. I sobered up to save my life, yet throughout the years, I sometimes question if it was all worth it. Sometimes it is yes; sometimes it is not yes. It’s interesting how life can take you to places, which you never thought you would experience. The highs and lows seem to balance themselves out: flatlining. I have no words of wisdom, or “deep” philosophical insights, which no one truly gets. I have nothing for you today, except for you to enjoy your life. If you do not experience life, it might turn on you like a rabid dog, and experience you.

Undertows

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Words have undercurrents, or undertows you could say. Contained within these underlying depths; this is where the true intentions, the true meaning of that in which is being communicated and inhabits. This is also where the fragmented deaths you have experienced within your life go to live and breathe. Nothing is permanent, as life, and everything contained within it are temporary. Finding peace within yourself (within your words) is the only peace you will find within your waking life.

All we need to do is think for ourselves properly; never allowing external forces to propagandize our thought process. Many “people” within our current civilization, do not have the capacity to properly think for themselves, as they are strangers to the critical thinking aspect of their mentality. For the majority of “people” this aspect of their mentality does not exist. These “people” become confused when they hear words they do not understand; moreover, they become more confused when the definitions of words they use have been suddenly changed. Words are used today, in which their definitions do not belong to them. Change the words and definitions of the “people”; you change the way the “people” think. This is the Control Machine’s undying purpose and goal. To control one’s thought, is to control one’s very own soul.

Returning our mind’s ownership to ourselves, is probably the most important act you will ever endure within this lifetime. The majority of “people” no longer enjoy thinking for themselves, as they prefer to be guided, and ultimately told why, what, and how to think. For the majority of “people”, they no longer see the purpose, or find any type of need to think for themselves. It’s okay, let the Control Machine think for you. By doing so, the Control Machine will comfort you with all of the mental anguish you have always longed for. When one accepts mental laziness, one ultimately accepts mental death within themselves.

Self-Reliance

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Henry Rollins once said, “…all you have is yourself and your mind…” Over the course of my lifetime, I have come to understand just how true that statement is. Self-reliance within itself, is truly the only tangible grasp one can feel within their lives, as one is holding on to their nonconformist ideologies. In case you were wondering, I have never been able to depend on anyone within this lifetime; let alone trust anyone for that matter. All you can trust is one’s nature, and how they will live their life in accordance to their nature. Resourcefulness, nonconformity, volition, and self-reliance are the traits of an individual, who will only know success within their lifetime. Compliance = Death. Not necessarily a physical death, but the death of your consciousness. Remember that.

Conditioned.

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At this very moment. You are being conditioned. In thought. In word. In deed. They are not your own, as these are circumstances “brought to you by (buy)” the Control Machine. Your new best friend. Your new God. Your new parental advocacy committee. Your New Normal. You are living a lifestyle/lifetime, that has been carefully molded and mandated for the consumption and convenience of your consciousness. That gritty taste upon your tongue, and in between your teeth; that’s the taste of dirt in your mouth. What else would you be tasting lying six feet under, trapped in a casket?

Life’s Harshest and Truthful Realizations

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Reactiveness. This is the easiest and quickest way to get to know someone. How someone reacts to the uncontrollable, is the perfect measuring tool to gauge their inner strength. Most of the others will fold under any type of pressure, as they are inept to think independently, as they lack any type of capacity for critical thinking. It really is not their fault, as in today’s world, survival skills are not taught in any type of learning or education facility. One must learn how to survive life on their own. I never could quite understand how so many of the sheeple think it is the responsibility of another for them to survive in this world. You are probably wondering; what exactly do I mean by survival skills? I am referencing these types of skills in everyday situations. I find that artistic/ creative individuals, will usually be more adaptable, when it comes to the great uncertainty contained within the uncontrollable cycle of life. It is actually quite sad; watching these types of absentminded sheeple, scurrying hopelessly, as they rummage around within their life. There is a part of me that wants to show them the way, in order to help them. There is also another part of me that wants to watch them sink and drown in their very own emotional holocaust. This subtle aspect of exhibitionism, is simply the sadistic part of my personality, slowly coming out to examine the feeble-minded sheeple in their natural habitat. I believe everyone lives their own life within their created mental comfort zone. For some of the sheeple, they will usually have an extraordinarily difficult time, when discovering for themselves, life’s harshest and truthful realizations. This truth will be abrasively revealed to these sheeple, as they fight for their lives to deny it. The lies they have been told throughout their ignorant lives, are far too thick to spread open; unable to see how the truth has been hiding underneath this whole time. I find it interesting how so many of the sheeple will fight to believe the lies they have been told, rather than let go of all falsities, and realize the actualities arising from within their body energy fields. I also find it interesting how beliefs are also hereditarily passed down from one generation to the next. Some of the others realize these their beliefs are false, as the remedy these false narratives by completely releasing them from their internal consciousness. For others, they will maintain their implanted beliefs and narratives for posterity. Why do these others seem to think there is some type of redemption, living a life filled with pain and suffering? This answer would be better left for the crime scene investigators, as neither you or I could answer this question.