To Live and Die

Destiny. Solitude. Freedom. Unity. Survival. Independence. Country. Salvation. Religion. Self-reliance. Purpose. Love. Meaning. Faith. Fortitude. Knowing. Universal. Self-seeking. Rigidity. Constitution. Surrender. Standing death. Kneeling life.

What is it exactly are you willing to live and die for?

Do you even know?

Have you even thought about it?

Who are you, and what is your purpose for living this finite life?

At this very moment, the distractions are smothering you, your thoughts, and your life.

What are you currently doing to free yourself from the propagandized distractions, which are currently suffocating the very life right out from your being?

Then it is probably time for you to realize you don’t have much time left, and get your shit together.

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.

Salvation and Aptitude

I have stood at the top of many mountains. I have conquered the behemoth’s I stand upon. Many upon many men have conquered only one mountain. They allowed the mountain’s altitude to dwindle their salvation and aptitude; thinking they would never know another mountain’s summit. I know triumph first hand. Knowing of the Left-Hand. I know love first hand. Broken. I have seen the catastrophes played out over and over again. They could never make me blink. But you. Only you. You brought me to my knees. You desperately searched your path, as to why I could never be. Not once searching your path, as to how I could be. Another hidden movement within the realms of isolation. Melancholic moments memorized momentarily. Many of these seductions have been obliterated, during your synthetic relapses. A seductress with slit wrists. Mating pigeons. Broken glasses. Black rats. Dreams of a reckoning. Losing your money over honey. Pushing love away to maintain an extended vacation stay. Taking love straight down your throat. Hoping it will find the poor life choices and decisions; cutting them directly from your speech. Broken words and shallow incantations; fulfilling your erotic daydreamed hallucinations. I am your reality check. Another disposition you will come to regret. I am the mirror you refuse to look into. The one you tried to shatter into a million pieces. I will cut through you every time; shattering the truth right before your eyes. Slicing the rot away from your words. Force feeding your lies right back into you. I will use your words along with my might, to fist fuck your throat down into your stomach. I know you cannot make up your own mind. This is why you are lost on your precious spiritual path. You are a poor excuse for a spiritual awakening. You will eventually find your way. A way back to exactly where it is you have come from. If you allow the material to control and reside over the spiritual. Everything contained within you lies. Your lies are more honest than your heart. Your lies are the most honest part of your being. I have come across many charlatans such as yourself throughout this life, but none who possess your special type of vulgar finessing. This is your special quality. The most high and honest quality you possess. Who taught you such electrifying and deceitful ways? You have cultivated these qualities into such a refined artform. Drastic measures for drastic treasures. There will never be any hope of you finding a soul ritual.