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.
Tag: occult
Only the Present Can Be Manipulated
There is no such thing as a right or wrong decision- there is only the direction you move towards- that is it- that doubt- that second guessing yourself- it is all fake- just as this life we are supposedly living is- it does not exist- you just think it does- life is a dream you have not yet awaken from- the illusion of all allusions- the illusion of finding yourself recognizable- no one has ever recognized you- no one ever will- it would have already happened by now- if it was ever going to happen- it is true- you never know what tomorrow will bring into your life- how many todays have you lived, that were once tomorrows- so now you can see- it is the illusion within the allusion of the circumstances within your thought process- within your psyche- you can get down on yourself all you want- you can think about your past- the details you want to change within it- and all you know about today- it is all pointless- there is nothing which exists within your past, which is changeable- only the present can be manipulated- can be controlled- one can be folded into two- three- four- five- even six- it will sink low into you- but never allow it to go too low into you- you may never be able to get it out of your system- this is the way it works- all or nothing- the lack of not knowing- this is what will drive you insane- this is what will make you feel weak- insecure about yourself- just as it has always done to you within your decrepit lifetime- I never knew- or thought- life was going to be this way- there are mountains- forests- ravines- lakes- swamps- of regret within me- sometimes- I feel useless within myself- as though I have no power at all- always yelling at me- so fucking loud- it is another cycle of circumstance- I am ashamed of myself- the inability of not living my life the right way- not knowing how to live life- the lack of design- the welfare of it- I think it will all change tomorrow- it will all become better overnight- I have been waiting for this change for over 30 years- it does not look as though it is going to happen- I don’t mind- it does not seem to be my lot in this life to truly live- maybe tomorrow it will all be different- maybe tomorrow it will all change for me- maybe tomorrow I will learn how to let go of my internal damage- maybe tomorrow I will learn how to live- maybe tomorrow I will be able to allow all of the pains which are killing me to die- maybe tomorrow I will be able to accept myself- maybe tomorrow I will learn how to be alright with who and how I am- maybe tomorrow I will learn how to love myself-
To Remain Unfulfilled
See yourself through your eyes. To be yourself within your lies. An impossibility of acceptance. A memory within your self-inflicted cruel nonsense. There is no more time to dwindle away, enclosed within the sarcophagus of bondage and recklessness. I can see through your self-induced, tormenting nightmares. I can see through the secret depravity of your self-induced, wet and promiscuous daydreams. They will never be able to escape from your mind, no matter how many times you act them out in your waking life. This is the exact type of carnal revelations the Greek philosophers wrote about. That secret type of carnality, which only knows how to pleasure the flesh of temptation. To be yourself within your own carnality. To be yourself within your own pleasures. To be yourself; a lifelong dream, which will continue to remain unfulfilled.
A Delicate Homicidal Device
A delicate homicidal device. The kind which tortures you from the inside out. The kind which creates realities you never knew could exist within your past, and will never exist within your future. It is a side effect of living life; being delusional while trying to understand the secret meanings within the strange occurrences contained within life. The types of meanings, hidden within secret and sacred symbolism, which the Universe surprises you with at very specific moments within your life. I have experienced these types of moments all throughout my lifetime, as they have been harbingers of occurrences to come. Sometimes, I will see the eagles flying high in the sky over me. There have been times, when I have seen anywhere from, one to five eagles flying together at the same time. When I see the eagles flying high in the sky over me, this is when I experience a deep, lonely sadness within my heart. Seeing the eagles, denotes there will be peace and uplifting horizons before me. All I need to do is maintain my course; getting through what I am currently experiencing, and all will become right again within my life. This has always been the case after I see the eagles flying high in the sky over me. With robins, I associate them with love. The Universe speaks to me through the robins. When I start thinking about, and wanting love in my life, this is when I begin to see the robins. I never see robins on a consistent basis, I only see them when love is about to arrive into my life. It may not necessarily be of the true type of love, a soul type of love, or even a lasting type of love. The love I receive is usually of the passing kind. I know the robins will eventually send the real kind, the permanent kind of love into my life. Or quite possibly, the robins might be fucking with me. I do not think they are, but you never know. It is important to never reject love when it comes into your life, no matter what type or form it may appear in. Love will wear many different disguises, just as she always has. Our egos, this is what will reject love. The judgement within your glance, is the same judgement glancing back at you. This is the reflected image within the mirror, staring back at you. This image is love. Love will always make an appearance in your life, but not necessarily in the form we personally requested for it to be in. As though the human ego knows more about love than the Universe does.
The Inner Voices are Guiding
Words of fire, give way to a spirit aflame. There is majesty and power, within one’s honed name. A tree will grow, rooted within your soul. Its leaves will sew a desire, longing for control. As you lay numb, pinned to the Earth. You will live numb, in order to see your self-worth. Grow where you are planted, within the soil of your life. Diseases will run rampant, within internal and external strife. Feasting upon the living carnage, which tried to leave you behind. The shallow gallows of wreckage, growing within your mind. The Earth shakes with movement, hollowing itself out. Hades ascends from underneath, thrashing wildly about. There is no fear, in wanting to know what exists below. All you hold dear is waiting to flee, waiting to see what will never grow. There will never be an escape, from yourself or your nature. An endeavor you can escape, but never from your inner creature. The blood will freely sing from within your veins. The hymn will freely sting, from life-long pains. There is not another life to master, you are the only master which exists. Life is simply another disaster, which will continue to persist. Make peace within yourself, and within your world. Be an individual within yourself, never joining the herd. Rise from the burnt offerings, and the ashes from within. Live and walk within the fires of your true name. Giving your new life purpose and meaning to begin. The purifying fires, cleanse the denied. The healing waters, raises the truth from within those who lied. Seeking salvation, within the flowing wings of destiny. Finding warmth and love, within natures hands of plenty. The inner voices are guiding, never hiding. The inner yearnings will free your soul, never binding you with control. The inner longings will allow you to see, never blinding you with what was never meant to be. Your inner nature will show you what you need. Never rejecting the incantations living within your seed.
A Real Memento Mori
I use this life as a form of treatment. Everything and everyone surrounding you and I is a resource. Resources are meant to be used for our healings. It is important to recognize the catalysts within these resourceful healings. A need. A longing. A begging from someone wanting you to release them from their pain. I will use you as a specific form of treatment. Just as I have used so many others. The humans enjoy being used. This is their purpose within their mundane lives. Humans are to be used in every way imaginable. They are always begging me. Wanting to be the treatment I am seeking. A resource. A restraint. This is what allows the humans to feel purposeful. Being used for something, especially a treatment. The humans love to be treated less than. If they did not love it so much, they would never tolerate it. It is a rare occasion when I use someone else for a healing. I do not consider myself a psychic vampire. I consider myself a real vampire. The kind that will compel you; emptying your body of its vital essence. It can get messy. It always gets messy. Make accommodations. You will be my resourceful healing. Just for now. Tonight. When I am around. I will be with you soon enough. Draining a new life straight out of you. Creating a new life for you and I. Draining and drowning you. From within. From underneath. I am the real kind of pain. The kind which buries itself within your thoughts; crushing you and gushing you from the inside out. A real memento mori.
G.G. Kalfas 