when the pounding of your heart sounded off in symphony with the rhythms of the seasons and sky even the locust had to rest, even the pest.
Month: April 2017
the Spiraling field..
it was a digital landscape. a mock up of what was real a projection in it, he saw multiple attachments on people and things and sometimes himself these attachments were some kind of organism that released negativity and fear and fed on the people and beings they were attatched too. some people had more then … Continue reading the Spiraling field..
why not individualism over collectivism? why not choose care? and by care, i mean care for ones self on an individual wholistic level allowin for care of more then just self, not care because someone isnt thinking what you want them to,according to the collectivist way of thought…
is it ever okay to destroy an individual in the name of collectivism? no is it ever okay to hurt children? no is it ever okay to purposefully drug people with a type of perfume drug and children as well, getting them addicted to extremely harmful pharmacueticals. no It is never okay, for any reason … Continue reading why not individualism over collectivism? why not choose care? and by care, i mean care for ones self on an individual wholistic level allowin for care of more then just self, not care because someone isnt thinking what you want them to,according to the collectivist way of thought…
to the ones who see the towers, how many of there are you?
your name is secret you won't understand it early on you will believe in the traps at first slowly the unfurling nature of your personal soul exposure depth charges of positive balance wrenching heart fire placing the beat within to a place that seems outside inteligence wrangles itself a new existence between that of languish … Continue reading to the ones who see the towers, how many of there are you?
the realm will never be taken for ill..
and so it is said, " The Kingdom of God is within You." so never take your decadence for granted never take for granted your lights your warmth never take for granted the bluest sky you've ever seen the tests the harrowing leave at the gate all shame all imbalance all duality. return to ceasars … Continue reading the realm will never be taken for ill..
dreams on creek banks
he was standing alone in the park there was a hard rain reaching down slowly to scratch himself on the leg he thought space is really infinite and if space is really infinite that means i must be infinite we must be more than these avatars we must actually be infinite inside of us is … Continue reading dreams on creek banks