The Ripping Departure

It is within times such as these, when everyone around you will start to doubt your abilities, motivations, intentions, and just doubt you as a whole. There will be no support from anyone around you, and if there is, they will throw all of your failures and liabilities straight in your face. Afterwards, they will claim they didn’t mean to do it, but you know they knew exactly what they were doing. They think they know what is best for you, yet they do not know what is best for themselves. The world will always close in on you. This is why it is important to keep you distance from the others, and the external world around you. No one will ever have your best interests at hand, as you must always travel throughout the external societal world with yours clenched; ready to strike anyone down at any given moment. One must maintain extreme prejudice and protection within their body energy field, when it concerns the external world. When does survival not concern the external world? I have not lived a day within this lifetime, when I was not under attack by some type of external force or circumstance. These externals can be somewhat impulsive at times; coming for you, your life, but mostly for your very soul. The sights projected from within their beady little eyes, their perception sees you as being indebted to them. This is their perception, the insecure mental state they constantly and thoroughly live within. You may feel stuck with them at time, as these types of people will constantly keep showing up on your life’s path. They are all distractions, nothing more. Do not allow these feeble-minded sheeple to distract you from anything while you make your way down your life’s path. It may feel at times that the wings to fly away from your life’s troubles and problems have been ripped straight from your back; leaving you defenseless and motionless. You may in fact be left feeling mentally, emotionally, or even physically paralyzed from the ripping departure of what you may feel is a defense mechanism of the ability to escape any situation or circumstance you may want and/or need to flee. There is never a need to escape, as you possess the inner strength within your body energy field, to handle any type of situation which may be presented before you. You never needed wings to fly, all you ever needed to change your circumstances is contained within you. It is your mind.

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?

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.

I am a Realist

It can be a confining feeling; being locked up within your mind your whole/hole life. There is no escape from the prison of one’s mind. A common place I have seemed to find myself in on a daily basis. There is no shelter in here, only the confining torment of the mind’s tricks and pleasures. A carousel of regrets, self-hatred, and lost opportunities. There is no escape from one’s self. To feel special and unique; this is a daydream only dreamers and deceivers fondle themselves in. I myself am a realist, as I can taste the bloodlust behind closed eyes. I can feel the temptations draining and rotting me from within. This is why I crave the isolation chamber; to keep the beast hidden from within, away from the rest of the world. No one has ever mistaken me for one of those weak-minded or weak-willed sycophants, who constantly need to be validated by complete and total strangers. The only thing worse than that, is being a stranger within one’s own mind.

Breath is Completely Overrated

The transition of an internal demolition. Killing the insides, just so you can grasp fragments of the air around you in order to breathe. Breath is completely overrated. Tell that to a drowning victim. In a way, we are all victims; of our decisions, choices, and personal attitudes. When life is suffocating you, and you do not have the internal capacity to breathe, it can be somewhat challenging to see straight. This is especially true if your lenses are dirty, and you need a new prescription. It’s nothing new to me: old hat. These cycles run themselves around my mind, and through my soul. Soul-crushing. A transition’s grin. The depths of insanity. The reality of uncertainty. I still look for that supposed silver lining. It’s covered in the blood and wreckage of my past. Another endeavor I could not spiritually afford. An affirmation. A devastation. The circumference of a broken heart. The radiance of a glowing death. Tears and fears in arrears. The only way to pay for life’s decisions and choices when under duress. How else did you think it was going to turn out? There is no fairytale to hold on to. There are no remembrances, which do not make me cringe. Some would say, “Just hang in there, it’ll work out if you just give it some time.” I feel as though time has run out. Time ran away from me crying and screaming. I truly wish I knew better, But at this point in my life, what the fuck is the point to any of it? The love I had within me died the day I was born.