Tag: universe

Part 3

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There is a lot of nonsense and bullshit contained within it. But, I know society has always been that way. I know, it is important to adapt, but how does one adapt to a world, which no longer makes sense to them?

Adaptation, is a mental construct within one’s perception of how things are, how things should be, and how things no longer are. When in actuality, one must understand how the external world (society) is 100% nonsensical bullshit! You have to create your own life, your own reality, simply because the external world will never make sense to anyone. If you adapt to a crazy nonsensical world, that in turn will make you crazy and nonsensical. Are you understanding what I am telling you?

I think so.

I’m telling you that you have to transcend society and the nonsensical bullshit contained within it, and create your own life. From this point forth, society is going to continue to change. In 5 years from now, you will not recognize the world as it is today. This is why you must find yourself internally, not externally. The New Order of life has arrived, and it may or may not contain a place for you within it. This is in actuality irrelevant, as it should be your main goal, your main focus, to create your own place within the world.

I know this, as this is why I left town, in order to isolate myself within nature’s womb. I needed to clear my thoughts, and my soul. It can be challenging at times to move forward within life, when there is a constant feeling of impending doom contained within the mind, heart, and soul. It is the most curious feeling to feel lost within life, looking for that light at the end of the tunnel.

You know, that light one will see at the end of a tunnel, is usually a train headed straight for them.

Yes, I know! I have been run over by that locomotive many times! Though, I keep moving forward, as I do not allow these defeats to keep me down.

Perhaps you are being railroaded for a specific reason.

What do you mean?

Perhaps something greater than yourself, is guiding you into a direction you would not head towards on your own, as the experiences you are currently going through, are directing you towards where you are supposed to be.

(No words, just a dead stare)

What I am telling you is: THE UNIVERSE WILL DO FOR YOU WHAT YOU CANNOT DO FOR YOURSELF.

A Delicate Homicidal Device

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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.

Dark Auras

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Sifting within the glistening sin. Hands bound without a sound. Disdain for the profound and profane. There is nothing else sweeter than the putrid embrace of your pain. Release the deceased living from within. Bury the dead with the rest of the words, which have already been said. A new Aeon arrives, as it can see thorough your illusory disguise. Embrace the dark aura of wilted indolence, as this will be the only way you will find your internal independence. Words can be enchanting, but your Death can be more hypnotic. Yet, life has a way of becoming lost within one’s created chaotic. A Dark Aura, is a gift from the Universal. Unfortunately, many of the others, treat life as though it was some type of preparational rehearsal. I can assure you; it is not. This is it. This is all you have, as this is all you are, within this brief moment of your life. If it gets better, or if it gets worse; it is solely up to you. Now fuck off.

Salvation and Aptitude

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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.