i will tend to my worki willBE what else can one do?when life must be lived outfor the answers. what a feeling! so, very, strange,this simulation. what is more tense?living towards death,ordying towards life? will we ever sleep?or oscillate for eternity? no wonder we are fearful monkeys.this tensionis walking onscorching snowin the frozen sun.¤¤¤
Truth is,the demons will teach you thingsthat the angels never could. The fear,the anxiety,the depression,the anger they cast within youis a teacher.In this life, one has toattain thingsthey never knew they could contain. In the realm of the mind,the reality of demons is very real;a battle of witsemerging from every vulnerability.Unrecognizable and passionate influencesshrouding your … Continue reading Dealing with Demons
where am i?what are my origins?these counterpart of me-my brothers and sisters…how do they intersect with my work?we are all I. there is much work to do.the path of the collectiveseems as brutal and endlessas the individual Self. infinite fractals in higher dimensions;in this way, the material mirrors the astral.but higher dimensional fractaling anomaliesareintense. i must … Continue reading the path of the collective
I wrote this while I was in Brazil studying the doctrine and sacrament of the Holy Santo Daime- age 21, totally blown away by the mystery and love of this experience~ Part I where am i to go now?i have glimpsed the interfaceof the divine. i have livedin this mortal shellthe eternal and the higher. … Continue reading God
So long it has been for this race:the darkness, the blindness, the hatred.Violent horror of the depthsplaying in the surfaceof space and time. Ah, but a light is on the horizon.The days of men living out external imagesto project their internal terrorsfades. We will learn to redirect this energyfrom whence it came and to whoit … Continue reading the Center
Rush rush rushmust work hard or must bust. we must not rest in the questto build up our high wallof future expectations. ah, but what is this?what do we miss? all of it. its insanity,to live for the false realness of the future,and miss the glory of what is real:here, now. striving for somethingthat is … Continue reading The “End” or the Process?
It is always dropping hints to the observant.The interface of the inner and outer~ For I amGod rememberinghimself humbly, in this vesselthat is I. Under a spell, in a simulation,living out this existencelike a grand pieceof multidimensional art. Meanings branching out of meaning,all of which I create.My creations invoke ripplesin this one schemeof Being. Why now, I … Continue reading remembering
Nature speaks on atomic levels.There is a communicationwe have consciously lost,only to be gainedmore than ever before. There are reasons you do the things you do. Speaking in codes of the unknown,we enter the irrational.We dig deep inside ourselvesto find the universe, without. Happenings play and speaklike Beings.Do you listen? We stand at the doors … Continue reading Unconscious Algorithms
The struggle of modern man realizing that he is onea meta, fourth-wall breaking concept is, to me, quite fun.The way a psychotic individual needs healing,a collective organism of man is revealing. Times will unfold, as we shall seethe liberation of physical humanity.Structures of economics, politics, and religionapproached with a far more innovative vision.What comes next: … Continue reading Quantum Manifestation
There is nothing likekicking down a material wallthat you built yourselflong ago. How simple it truly is.Now, you have access to the void.Now,you float through spacequite untethered. Fractals of illusionsare enough to excite youfor infinity.
