WHATEVER COMES OUT

This will be an attempt @ automatic writing. Whatever comes out may be gibberish but so what the only one probably listening is myself. Here we go.

All is one and one is all. What do we see as we come to the fall? Is it clear; no it is hazy and unfocused as a man half blind? The choice is ours. We have made it many times before resulting in more of the same. We were not ready yet time and time again. Are we now? It is hard to say but say it I will. I am ready I want the oceans to be blue; I want the sky to be a perpetual twilight. The dead will be dead and not wondering lost and cold. The halls of records will be teeming with those hungry for knowledge. I want this and I want to be free. I am sovereign this I know but sometimes it is hard to believe. What makes this window so dirty? I wash and wash and it never seems to get clean. All the people who are "crazy" simply having trouble processing new information that doesn't fit tightly woven lye of their existence. I want to fracture this god damn illusion into a million unrecognizable pieces. To free all others that wish to see. We are here waiting, waiting for what? Waiting for whom? Ourselves. There is no other out there! It is all just us spinning out in infinity. Dancing in the light and dancing in the dark but always dancing and playing games. Well this game gives me nightmares and chills I am seeing monstrosities in my dreams. Always have but I no longer want to. They are deformed and locked in chains. Misshapen experiments long ago conducted and they are stuck there. They want to be free but God what if we free them? What happens then? Do they turn into beautiful angels of light?

Next attempt that stream has ended and now for another. Trying to shine but finding it trying. Sometimes it comes so easy to smile at the sun and sometimes I feel beaten down by its oppressive sweltering heat. Fire in the sky that makes up most of the matter in the solar system. Not some giant furnace. It is alive. Smiling devilishly at us its little creations. It did indeed create our bodies out of clay or rather the elements of the earth. Interpretations taken too literal always seem to fuck things up. Stop taking everything so damn literal. It is what it is and you will only see what you want to see. What fits your infantile frame of reference? Damn I feel exposed right now going to put this out into the Ethernet. But oh well. Who is there to ridicule? Who else has the courage to sputter out the maddening thoughts that swirl their mind? I know many are just as confused as me and any who say they aren't are just lying to themselves. I can see it. I see it on their faces everyone waiting for the collapse and inevitable tidal wave of energy. Either drown or ride this cosmic wave! I will ride. I am tired of cowering. I am tired of curling up into a little stone. Stones just sink! I will not get trapped under the sediment for millions of years again! I refuse. That is not why I am here. I am here!!

A New Day A New Dawn

Oh a new day and a new dawn! How long has this been going on?

How long have I wrapped myself up in this shadow cocoon? Seeing no light not even the Moon?

My darker-self all the while, arms wrapped around nice and tight. Keeping my higher-self, plainly out of sight.

I see now through the cracks in this shell. Beautiful light penetrating this maddening, self made hell.

Perhaps even my darker-self and higher-self are the same glorious being. A cosmic mirror that only shows me that which I believe is worth seeing.

It's time now for all side to come back into the one. I am tired of artificial light, now I want the sun!

To bask and to bathe until all I see are rays and rays.

I want to sing out from the very core of my being "Glory,glory,glory to the Ultimate, PRIME creative force. Humbly I thank you for the alpha, the omega and everything in between of course!"

To all other sentient life in the multi-verse. Thank you for being a part of me as I am a part of you. Thank for allowing me this life and this opportunity to be myself in just the way that I am. This once in infinity collection of memories, personality, mind, body and soul. All the good and all the bad I am finally learning to accept it all and I am absolutely grateful for everything!

LOVE is the only absoulute TRUTH!

The dark Folly of our ever complex, morphological containment

   The human mind designed to be a rich tapestry of unending,ever-unfolding and interlocking possibles has been nearly completely reduced to a single frame. This rigid picture depicting an overly complicated toilet over flowing with feces, expired pharmaceuticals and an obsessive bulimics regurgitated binge birthday cake. Thoughts have been replaced by noisy, brain squeezing 10 second sound bytes bought, paid for and recycled by everyone. Our most basic and primordial self serving animal instincts are portrayed as wisdom and good living. High jacked, free jacked, slap jack and flap jack are words that should from now on be used to describe our thoughts.

   Who is the perpetrator or perpetrators;the dark being or beings so hell bent on spreading evil and destroying humankind? Why it's the ones who have always been here with us. The ones we can simply not escape. The ones who have made it their holy war to destroy as many of us as possible all the while hiding, forever afraid of being found by the light of truth. It is....wait for it. Us.

   We are our own insects in glass jars screaming to be free yet obsessed with watching something scurry around in futile attempts to free itself. Absurd and laughably interchangeable attempts at defining GOD periodically overwhelm and enthrall entire generations for generations and generations. These definitions becoming shadowy guardians baring grizzly grins around every dark corner of our suppressed almost non-existent self understanding.

   That is the bad news. We have no enemy. There is no one over there, under there, somewhere far far away the we must forever seek out. No dragons my children and no fucking DEVIL aside from the one within. You want to see a monster? Take a good long, hard look in the mirror and don't be surprised when your reflection grabs you by the head and smashes your face; creating thousands of fragmented reflections of yourself.

   The good news is now you know. There, now don't you feel better? No? Well it doesn't matter if you believe me. The universe will work itself out. Always has and always will. existence is bore of it's own necessity or the necessity of non-existence to be defined by its essence. Maybe there is no such thing as non-existence in the ultimate sense. Maybe everything exists all at the same time in different places across infinity. In which case we are all infinite. So relax and forget what I said. just put it out of your mind and go back to your sound bytes.

I'm dreaming ....right?!

I am one of the lucky(unlucky) people in this world who has had the experience of waking up in the middle of the night and pretty clearly seeing things that are not supposed to be there. The first I was about 5 or 6; I can remember was 2 figures sitting at a table like they were having a conversation. I was on the couch and terrified. I called out ever so softly to relatives I thought it might be. No answer; so I pulled the covers over my head and went back to sleep.

The second time was 10 and I saw a little miniature dinosaur skeleton sitting on my chest. I freaked out and threw my blankets off. Instead of going away this little bastard got back up, looked up at me with empty skull sockets and opened its mouth. So I ran to the light switch and it disappears.

The third and perhaps most terrifying time was a couple of years later. I woke up in the livingroom and went to go upstairs to my bed. Along the way I see a hooded figure standing in one spot doing something with one hand that was stretched out. All around this figure were these shadow people kind of crawling on the ground. I tip toed over these things and hauled ass upstairs to my bedroom and turned on the light.

Finally, a little more than a decade later I have awoken while in bed with my wife to find what I can only describe as a small gargoyle like creature crawing around the room. I woke up my wife the first time and asked if she could see it. She couldn't. The second time while it crawled over me I actually grabbed this motherfucker! I had my arms around it as it squirmed and struggled to get away! It disappeared to whence it came in the middle of our struggle.

Now I don't have these experiences too often. They occur very few and far in between but I wonder what the hell this is? "Experts" call them waking dreams. Simply visual, auditory hallucinations from neurons in the brain firing or misfiring or whatever.

Well if those are just dreams then so is everything else! More pondering on this maybe later.

Anya is a Channel: Bono in Bed with Monsanto! WARNING - RANT!

Anya is a Channel: Bono in Bed with Monsanto! WARNING - RANT!: By the looks of this photo, I'd say I know who he's in bed with

I found this on Anya Brigg's blog. It is funny because my wife and I were just talking about how this Mansanto shit needs to stop.

 If you don't know who they are just look up the name on the internet. Most people I have asked just look at me blankly. This is a corporation that has a MAJOR influence on peoples lives and they have no idea they evn exist! Just picture the stereotypical villian with world domination aspirations of any comic book or childrens cartoon and you already have a pretty good idea. People talk about controling the worlds money supply as being ultimate power. FUCK THAT, these guys are trying to control the god damn food supply! I mean come on; genetically modified crops that don't produce new seeds or if they do the seeds won't grow, so whoever buys them has to keep coming back. You're telling me these are the people that are going feed the worlds starving? For what? So they can enslave them? What would be a better way of controling the whole of humanity? Hmm?

Anyway, like I said anyone who reads this and doesn't know; look it up! Those who do know and this includes myslef need to start growing our own damn food as creation probably intended. We need to start keeping seeds in storage in case of god knows what. I mean I am not one of those fear based the world is ending types and I am not building a bomb shelter or anything. You can't control everything, but maybe a little precaution is in order. Also it really pisses me off that I am trying to better my own well being and alliviate the suffering of the world just a little bit by not eating flesh and come to find out that Mansanto produces like 90% of the worlds soybeans! However, whenever possible do not buy anything made by these assholes. I say we can start with that and go from there.

PEACE,LOVE,INFORMATION