There’s no one at the end of the day that is going to make it better for you.
It’s all up to you…
There’s no one at the end of the day that is going to make it better for you.
It’s all up to you…
It has now ended. All of this without having a beginning. No understanding. For what it was created for. I could see the despairing look within your eyes. Distant and ever-glaring. Your skeleton kisses. Numb, lacking conviction. There was no feeling or emotion put into any one of them. A routine you know all too well. I was just another. A man from a mother. A man you felt needed to know the power of your rejection. A man who was going to show you a deep internal infection. It was not that powerful. As the stories would allow you to believe. I have dealt with atrocities such as yourself for most of my life. One of my avid pastimes. You can provide the heartbreaking part. I will provide the breaking part. Your inner sights have been blinded; never seeing the created damage of your life. You are in fact the damaged damage. The internal and external defamation of solicited ideologies. You are the stagnation of misinterpreted philosophies. Hollow body. Life’s commodity. Everything and everyone are for sale. Sale of the century. Sale of impiety. The sale of living in betrayal. Liquidating your morals and standards. Pennies on the dollar. Auctioning your standards off to the highest bidder. You are extraordinarily protective of your lost nature. I have never held you responsible for yourself. Many of the sheeple do not know they have the power to be responsible for themselves. I know you were not always this way. I knew you before you started your exploitation expedition. You took a couple of wrong turns. Never caring to get right with yourself. This is why you have harvested the shattered memories within your burnt garden of lies. This is what created your landscape of disillusionment. There is nothing to reach out to within your psyche. There is no communication within sight. Just the shallow end of your cesspool, which may need a little bit more chlorine. Pissing in the pool. You described yourself as deep, honest, and spiritual. It was a lie you could never deny. I have caught you in many of these, many of times. I have dealt with enough lies within my life. I can smell the lies before the mouth putrefies the air with their syllables. I will allow you to maintain the belief of you being strong. You are as strong, as steel is weak. You will never again know my thoughts. I will give you exactly what you have given to me. Nothing.

It is within times such as these, when everyone around you will start to doubt your abilities, motivations, intentions, and just doubt you as a whole. There will be no support from anyone around you, and if there is, they will throw all of your failures and liabilities straight in your face. Afterwards, they will claim they didn’t mean to do it, but you know they knew exactly what they were doing. They think they know what is best for you, yet they do not know what is best for themselves. The world will always close in on you. This is why it is important to keep you distance from the others, and the external world around you. No one will ever have your best interests at hand, as you must always travel throughout the external societal world with yours clenched; ready to strike anyone down at any given moment. One must maintain extreme prejudice and protection within their body energy field, when it concerns the external world. When does survival not concern the external world? I have not lived a day within this lifetime, when I was not under attack by some type of external force or circumstance. These externals can be somewhat impulsive at times; coming for you, your life, but mostly for your very soul. The sights projected from within their beady little eyes, their perception sees you as being indebted to them. This is their perception, the insecure mental state they constantly and thoroughly live within. You may feel stuck with them at time, as these types of people will constantly keep showing up on your life’s path. They are all distractions, nothing more. Do not allow these feeble-minded sheeple to distract you from anything while you make your way down your life’s path. It may feel at times that the wings to fly away from your life’s troubles and problems have been ripped straight from your back; leaving you defenseless and motionless. You may in fact be left feeling mentally, emotionally, or even physically paralyzed from the ripping departure of what you may feel is a defense mechanism of the ability to escape any situation or circumstance you may want and/or need to flee. There is never a need to escape, as you possess the inner strength within your body energy field, to handle any type of situation which may be presented before you. You never needed wings to fly, all you ever needed to change your circumstances is contained within you. It is your mind.

What is it exactly, which seems normal to you? Your scattered thoughts? Your mumbled words? The short breaths you seem to choke upon, on a daily basis? No; none of this would be considered normal. Hell, you and I have always been far removed from anything, which would be considered normal. This is why you must create your own salvation within your very own thought process. The others, who are very much basic within their thoughts, words, and deeds, all seem to be oozing propaganda from their thoughts. I have to wipe it off from my boots most of the time when I walk past them. This is why I try not to walk past them. This is why I have nothing to do with them. This is why I have never trusted them. How can one trust, that in which will betray themselves, let alone betray another within the blink of a thought? This is why distance is so important. Distance allows one to see the forest and the trees at the same time. Distance allows one to maintain the integrity of their thought process. Distance is what allows you and I to maintain our heritage within the corruption of another’s distortion. I have seen it so many times; false ideologies being indoctrinated upon the weak-minded. These weak-minded sheeple have absolutely no idea what they are getting themselves into, or out of. They seem to enjoy, and take pride in swimming in the cesspool of diseased lies. You and I know better than to fall or believe any of the nonsense, which is spewed from the lips and tongue of the control machine. If one does not know what to think, another will happily provide their thoughts for them, as these thoughts are contained within the world’s mirror for life’s inhabitants to choke upon.

If you feel as though you keep hitting a brick wall in life, then there must be some type of reasoning existing behind the wall. Sometimes circumstances exist to protect you, not to hinder your progress moving forward in life. Where does this protection come from? Perhaps a holy guardian angel, also known as an inner daemon? There is no exact threshold in which this knowing can fully be attained. Sometimes there will exist periods within one’s life, which simply needs to be lived through.

It can be a confining feeling; being locked up within your mind your whole/hole life. There is no escape from the prison of one’s mind. A common place I have seemed to find myself in on a daily basis. There is no shelter in here, only the confining torment of the mind’s tricks and pleasures. A carousel of regrets, self-hatred, and lost opportunities. There is no escape from one’s self. To feel special and unique; this is a daydream only dreamers and deceivers fondle themselves in. I myself am a realist, as I can taste the bloodlust behind closed eyes. I can feel the temptations draining and rotting me from within. This is why I crave the isolation chamber; to keep the beast hidden from within, away from the rest of the world. No one has ever mistaken me for one of those weak-minded or weak-willed sycophants, who constantly need to be validated by complete and total strangers. The only thing worse than that, is being a stranger within one’s own mind.