When I sit alone, watching the others; this is when I can easily see the insecurities they possess on a daily basis. You can always see the pain within another’s heart, just by the way they hold themselves when they are walking. Sometimes, you can actually see this weight upon their chest, and within their heart, as their body is tilted forward when they walk. This can also be the same for another, who has the weight of their past upon their back; walking hunched over, as though this weight will eventually cause their body to collapse. Both the pain in one’s heart, and the weight of one’s past upon their back, will usually give the same appearance in sight. Upon closer inspection, you will be able to tell the difference between the two. No one person is the same as another; yet the many pains one experiences, has a familiar similarity to another. There are also the others, who walk without bending their knees; utilizing their hip joints to move forward throughout their lives. You can very easily see them from far away, heavily walking; shuffling from side to side, making their way towards you. These are the ones who are trying to dodge something within their lives. What is it exactly are they trying to dodge? The time it takes to ask that question, is how long my curiosity lasts. I do not care much for the others; I never have, and I know I never will. But I like to watch the others at times, it is as though I am observing a wild animal within its natural habitat. This is what the others are to me, what they have always been, and what they inevitably will remain: fucking disgusting animals in the wild. An animal can serve many different purposes: recreational use, bait, amusement, companionship, and also for laborious work. All animals which serve any one of these purposes, must become domesticated. The domestication of any animal requires one very specific ingredient, and that specific ingredient is training. An animal must become trained within the specific purpose they will be used for. Dependent upon the animal in question, and the purpose it will serve; will denote the type of training the animal will eventually receive. This type of training is the same for the human animals as well. No matter what walk of life you are from, or the socioeconomic tree you have branched away from; you have been trained in some form or another, only to serve a purpose you did not know you were serving. When I sit alone, watching the others; this is when I can see the insecurities they possess on a daily basis. Most of these animals are fucking bottom feeders; sinking themselves down, far below and beneath the lowest of the common denominators. These mouth breathers are killing the ecosystem from the inside out, just as they were trained to do, by the hand-held brainwashing machine they do not need, but will never be able to live without. I watch as these useless others, crawl and slither away on their potbellied stomachs. I can see through their disguises, when they wear specific attire. After being around, and witnessing the animals for an extended period of time, I can now see why Francis Galton, developed eugenics. Most humans are fucking animals; unknowingly being trained on a daily basis, without ever realizing it. Now go fucking kill yourself.
Tag: humans
Recognizing the Humans
I do not recognize the humans anymore. There has been a change within their DNA, which has altered them physically, psychically, and spiritually. There exists a lack mentality within the humans nowadays. When one ventures out into this etiquette lacking society, you can actually see the looks on the others faces, as though they are not going to get what is rightfully theirs. Rarely do I see a smile on another’s face when out in this etiquette lacking society. I watch as the humans walk aimlessly through their lives; looking for some type of hope, with the blank expression of their life’s devastation, solemnly hanging off their face. Why not kill yourself, if you are that miserable living your life? The hurt and pain being expressed upon the others faces, is in fact brutal. The others do not have the capacity, nor the knowledge of how to let go. Their thoughts create their facial features, just as their thoughts create their now abrasive body energy field. If you are a sensitive, which means you are highly sensitive to energy, and the energy others project, you may in fact find it difficult at times to be out in society. You will find yourself going out into society more in the evenings, as opposed to during the day, that is if you are not at work. You also refuse to drive your car during rush hour, as you are constantly absorbing the energetic frustration and aggravation from the other drivers on the road. You have the complete capacity to be an isolationist, as you greatly enjoying your time alone. If you do in fact have friends, they are of a select few, as you only have the capacity to befriend those with whom you can maintain a deep connection with. If you are in a relationship, your partner must be completely on the same level as you are; otherwise, the relationship will never work out, as your partner will lack the fundamental capacity to understand you. Being a sensitive can be an isolating type of lifestyle, but this does not necessarily mean you have to live an unfulfilling isolated life. On your path through this life, you will meet others who are sensitives as well. You may or may not share a connection with one another, but that work is left between the two of you. I know you are not the type whom will utter the defaming words, “I’m bored” as neither you or I have the time or the patience with these types of others. I know you have very special interests, which no one else knows about other than you. It is good to pursue these interests, as this will probably be the most fulfillment you may encounter within this lifetime. You intuitively know you will not experience the type of fulfillment you receive through your interests, by being in any type of personal relationship. I have never experienced any type of fulfillment, within any type of personal relationship. This is my design, the way I am; not possessing the ability to conform on any level, as I am also unable to emotionally connect with those around me. I have worked through this character trait my entire life, as I fully accept this quality, which allows me to live within myself. I was born unto this world with the inner inclination of being solitary, as I have accepted this trait within its entirety. It is true: I have no friends, and two family members who somewhat care about me. This is pretty much all I need, as this is how I have lived throughout the duration of my life. I have never known anything different, as it is extraordinarily difficult for me to emotionally connect with other people, let alone being able to connect with another romantically.
The Inception of this Mortal Realm
Your inner daemon has been your constant companion throughout all of your past incarnations, as it will be throughout your future incarnations. In fact, for each and every incarnation, your inner daemon is the guiding force which brings you into this mortal realm, at the exact moment you are supposed to be born into it; moreover, this is how it has been since the inception of this mortal realm. Your inner daemon the guiding force for bringing others into your life, or making sure others will never enter into it. I believe this is why I have remained friendless throughout most of my life, as I have yet to meet another, in which I have a real and true connection with; a soul connection you could say. I know I am living a special type of life, as I also know there are very few of the others, who could walk in my boots and live the type of life as I live it. I do believe my inner daemon is guiding me towards the inner sanctum within the majesty this realm keeps secret from the humans. I know it may sound a tad delusional to you, but you yourself have not experienced the type of life I have. I have yet to document the majority of my life experiences, as they are so grand and fantastic, there are very few who would in fact believe I have experienced, or what I have lived through. No; I do not have a care if you or anyone else believes what I communicate or what I have experienced within this lifetime. It has to do with the circumstances I have experienced, and how those experiences are relevant to the ideas or ideals I am communicating within a specific topic. The grand and fantastic experiences you may or may not believe I have experienced, will be expressed within future publications, not this publication.
I Know You Do
It is these hollow mornings that will definitely eat you alive. In one solid bite. In one solid swallow. Those softly creeping footsteps you keep hearing coming from behind you, those footsteps are the sound of uncertainty coming to pay you a visit. An old friend who would like to remind you of your life and of your past. As though you do not have enough remnants of your past haunting you on a daily basis, uncertainty wants to make sure you absorb it fully, wholly, and completely. All of it. Every tiny morsel. Family and friends are also laughing at you. They never could understand your thought process, let alone anything which makes you who you are. The voices are grading and intruding upon one’s consciousness; violating the serenity wanting to bloom from within. No one could ever understand me, but I know you do. At least you act as though you do.
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 