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.
Tag: metaphysical
Truth Revealed
The true obedience within any discipline; this is the true and absolute commitment within a specific undertaking at hand. Do you have this understanding within your life? Bury all of your doubts within the soil of the Earth’s healing heart; nourishing you back to health, back to who you were, long before you became fractured within your life. The Earth can heal you, even though you do not own the ability to heal yourself. Trust in her, feel within her nature; becoming the piety within this bleak, unforsaken, turmoiled society, which created you and your mindset. The truth will arise from within, and when it does, seek yourself within your truth, and conquer the falsities within your body energy field. You will then see your internal and external worlds more clearly, and not possess any hesitation within your soul’s commitment. Make no mistake, truth is not freedom; truth is another form of bondage. Knowing the truth has never set anyone free from within themselves, as it has only caused more affliction within one’s own volition. Yet, this revealed truth, is the greatest awakening within the desired commitments of man, and the deeds he projects onto the world. Through truth, these projected commitments and deeds, are seen for what they are: the transcendence of fear into consciousness realized. Societal normalcy will no longer exist, once these truths are fully acted upon. This is when the energies and the spirits, come into and through our convictions; bringing forth the needed guidance and assistance, in order to manipulate and manifest through the grit and mundanity of the tribal external world. No more secrets will remain hidden, as you have seen the revelations opened before you, with your own eyes. From this point forth, you will never again see life the same light. Your paradigm will shift from the external, to the Universal. You can hear the Universal song, you can see the Universal vision, just as you have known the Universal thought, which penetrates deeply into your psyche.
Directly into Your Eyes
I have spent the night here so many times, I should probably leave a toothbrush and some toothpaste. Maybe I should also leave some clothes to wear for the next day. The intentions change, but that feeling I get within the pit of my stomach never does. I should not be here, yet I always find myself returning back to this strange place, along with that nauseous feeling within the pit of my stomach. There was one intention, whom I had a tremendous affection for, but she could not get right with herself. You know the type; thinking about thinking, then thinking some more about thinking. What a self-depriving and tedious task, these types must live through; loving and craving every attention seeking moment within it. We really should not give these types of sheeple a hard time, as their gods have already punished them, by giving them the life they are currently living. Or, they have already punished themselves, by choosing the life they are currently living. I am sure you are wondering what or where this place is, I am referring to. Well, it is not an actual physical location, as much as it is a place hidden within one’s inner self. It is a dark place within your chest cavity. A dark place where all of your rejected intentions, permanently go to hibernate for the rest of your life. I have experienced many rejected intentions, too many to remember. I used to take these types of intentions personal, as these days I no longer take anything personal. Sometimes, it can be challenging, when there is an intention, which wants nothing to do with you. It will look directly into your eyes, and this intention will look past you, as though you do not exist. This intention wants nothing to do with you. I have been here before many times. I sometimes think it is going to be different, but it never is. I would like to know the truth hiding within one’s intentions, as I am seeking this truth hidden within mine. This is one of the reasons, as to why I live within my own atmosphere. I rarely come out of it, and I rarely allow anyone to come in to disturb me. Comfort of the heart, the mind, and the soul, are of the utmost importance. This can be especially true, when one finds comfort within their own heart. The heart is a fragile love, a love which needs to be nurtured and cared for. It cannot be abused, nor should it ever be ignored. Now, this is when the true magic happens; giving your heart to an affection of yours, and it is ignored. This is how you know the true intentions of your offered affection. Whatever the results may be, it is important to accept them, and to thoroughly move on with your life. Look at your life as a sensitivity experiment; when each intention passes, the next intention will be easier to withstand. Building up your tolerance, is the best exercise for the heart, mind, and soul. If you are living within this vibration, you will experience many intentions throughout your lifetime. It is important to keep in mind, that it is not the intention you have to pay attention to, as it is the way you react to the intentions you are presented with. In this life, one can only control the reaction to an experience, not the actual experience itself.
Your Inner Knowing
There is an inner knowing, which is lurking quietly inside of you. This inner knowing is so quiet, one may never know of its existence. If you pay close attention to your external environment, you can see your inner knowing living within everything and everyone around you. I find it interesting, as to how one is constantly surrounded by their inner knowing. It can be a heavy and weighted bombardment of one’s life’s decisions and choices, literally staring back at them. How does this make you feel? How is it you have sought the golden nectar of life’s elixir, yet you cannot recognize yourself within life’s mirror? The tricks one’s mind and ego plays upon one’s consciousness, without a doubt knows no bounds. This is how a psychosis is birthed within the eyes and mind of the beholder. If you allow the confusion and turmoil of the external world to breed itself into your consciousness, then you have allowed yourself to surrender your free will within life’s external atrocities. This is not your life’s purpose, nor is it the reason you were birthed upon this realm. Be your inner strength, and move forward within your internal and external life; your very life might just depend upon it. The only salvation within this realm, is the salvation of your inner knowing.
To Be Nurtured
Dig deep. Look for it underneath the skin. In search of the remnants of what was previously lived. The new skin is not that comfortable. Not as thick as the skin previously worn. Give it time to callus. Given enough time, it just might suffocate. I have been called every name in the book. It’s funny how I was the one whom authored the book. It is a slow process. So slow it will peel the skin straight from the facia. In a strange way, we are all searching for something to connect with. Unfortunately, purpose and meaning cannot survive without a connection to be nurtured from.
Words Fly Away
One fragmented disillusion at a time. Can only handle one at a time. Systemic retribution is annihilated. Quietly annihilated. Creep into it softly. As soft as you can. One breath and one death at a time. The secret contained within the lie. Incantated words of deliberate creation. No use for binding. They will freely fly away. Words fly away. Doomed to relive your faded ways. Within death’s eyes is where you will stay. Give life to yourself. The inner midnight radiance of your glow. I have seen how you have no more to show. More than what you have the ability to contain. Another onset through the manipulated senses. This will give rise to a specific type of self-doubt. Never ending. Always manipulating your biological rehabilitation. The never-ending cycle of neurosis. A mental rehabilitation. Spiritual fascination.
G.G. Kalfas 