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 have always associated 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 type. I know the robins will eventually send the real type, the permanent type 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 with birds. 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.

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.

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.