Back in 2018

This was the first book I published back in 2018. The title of the book, You Cannot Put a Picture in My Frame of Mind, comes from lyrics to a song I had written back in 1999. In the late 90’s to early 2000’s, I was lead guitarist for a death metal band here in Houston, Texas. Nothing ever became of the band, because I quit when I decided to check myself into a drug and alcohol rehabilitation center. This book is a culmination of song lyrics, daily journal entries, and dream journal entries, which I had written pre and post sobriety. I sobered up to save my life, yet throughout the years, I sometimes question if it was all worth it. Sometimes it is yes; sometimes it is not yes. It’s interesting how life can take you to places, which you never thought you would experience. The highs and lows seem to balance themselves out: flatlining. I have no words of wisdom, or “deep” philosophical insights, which no one truly gets. I have nothing for you today, except for you to enjoy your life. If you do not experience life, it might turn on you like a rabid dog, and experience you.

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.

Happiness

The only thing which brings a glimpse of happiness into my life is writing these blog posts.

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.

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.

The Spiritual Types

These are the spiritual types; you know the kind. The ones who have spent their entire lifetimes wasting the precious time they were allotted within their short lives; searching madly for any type of mindless distraction, which usually takes the form of a TV program or another type of programing derived from social media, to suddenly and miraculously wake up to realize they always were, or have suddenly become an empath. Are you kidding me? Really? How is it the mindless can shift so quickly to become mindful? How can the selfish shift so quickly to become selfless? I don’t believe a single deceitful hollow word, which may spew itself off from their rotting tongues. These professional television and social media entertainment enthusiasts, know absolutely nothing about spirituality, let alone what it fundamentally means to be an empath. Perhaps one of their entertainment programs sold them on the idea they have now become an empath, or have always been one, but they just never knew about it, at least not until now. I have a feeling this is why it seems most of the sheeple have lost their minds, and have also become dangerously sensitive to being sensitive. You know they type; the ones who are offended at being offended. There are certain circumstances in life, which you may find to be intolerable, as you journey down your life’s path. Yet, no one should have to tolerate any one of these types of fake and hollow sheeple; spewing words of ignorance and indolence, as though they are a gift to you within your life.