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Mind Blown

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Mind Blown




SHADOW OF MY BACK

A musician friend stops by
He pulls his guitar out
Wants to share a few new songs
He sings about how people walk around
with tombstones in their eyes
Yesterday I decided to drive by
an old house full of memories
of where it all began (contemplation of lost souls)
that is the angst for me
to look back and see
the first wolf
who came at me
it made an impression on my mind
something that made me stop
and analyze many things after that…a bit magnified
the things people do
that kill and rob joyful spirits
and I realized
There are many who walk around
with tombstones in their eyes
and they will come at you
just to have their way
to make them selves feel alive
but something inside them strangles
they see the energy of others
they want to drown in it
to make them feel
something
like something they use to know
yet inevitably it does not last
as they cling to their zombie past
for me I think the message is clear
something akin to avoiding negative people
yet they cloak it so cleverly it’s hard to sometimes see
something akin to testing the spirits
yet be cautious in those endeavors
for not to reign down more more troubled waters
for how does one really do that with integrity tell me that
Is it true that damaged people damage others
I think not if their heart has balanced perspective
yet often possibly if they have not sifted through it all
and stepped out of that cloak that others tried to drape them with
they’ll sit with the weight of their own crown keeping them down
twisted energies wrapping around….too crippled never rising
It is an innocence to rediscover all the while
understanding how the loss of innocence leads to knowledge
to keep one’s heart light on
when the winds of the world want to snuff it out
yet be wise in who you lead out, and always lead thy self first and foremost
for some will accidentally drown out the flame with their tears and not understand
the pain was only meant to direct change
just a temporary exchange…
not to choose to live within its bounds for an eternity…
yet some it seems certainly do walk around with tombstones in their eyes
for me, I realize I must learn to recognize
these energy vampires
does this mean to not help others
not at all, but sometimes
people have to learn to help themselves
and it is all about the lenses of their perceptions
sometimes you have to be brave enough
to hand them a new pair of glasses
and then walk away
and keep your heart light on from a distance
to keep the joy in your spirit
and the light in your own heart
shining bright
or else you risk
tombstones being planted in your soul
as they try to give their pain away
blindly not seeing
it is their own light
in their own eye
they need to cultivate
and use to radiate
love wherever they go…
to keep stakes from being
splintered in hearts…
a stripping to the core
to see what lies buried there
in the garden of hearts
or the graveyard of sin…
how to do this, where to begin…
watch a man’s actions
is a start
for his heart will lead him
eventually
either into realms of beauty
or into pits of disdain
where in the end
he is to blame…
for the choices
he makes
will seal his fate
and your choices too
will affect your countenance
Take not on their darkness
Run not with dogs
Wake not up with fleas
and diseased ways
clouding each day
Zombie land is not for the living…
Dead hearts need light
for the flame of their soul
to reflect in their eyes
the true mirrors
of their being
Watch in silence
and their actions will speak
and listen to the sounds of silence
and your heart will speak
11/25/2017
The walking dead around avoid, for they have the capacity to inadvertently drain your energy, and make you just like them. Such creatures are to be avoided at all costs.
Little did he know the words he sang would open my eyes to start seeing how soulless the actions of some are and so unaware they are of acting this way too. The time and synchronicity in connecting the dots was duly noted.

When man invented time, he invented death.
Is this a valid premise, I pondered when this saying was shared with me.
I share my thoughts written out about this from May of 1998 as follows:
I was thinking about this….when man invented TIME, he invented death statement…
AND….Man did not invent death when he invented TIME, unless time was invented at the SAME TIME that man was CREATED. If TIME was created after man was created, then the death of man was already in existence before man established a correlated meaning for TIME.
AND…As the BIBLE says, or EVEN GREAT thinkers and POETS there is a SEASON FOR THIS AND A SEASON FOR THAT…AND Seasons are directly related to trans-formative cycles of birth and death according to this thinking.
SO does love DIE or does it transform, because statements to the effect that love dies, and autumn’s send directly introduce an element of time where death is a factor.
Personally, I think that time is independent of death. I feel the spirit is always evolving whether it is in the body or out of the body.
Example: Did she die at the age of 70, at noon on a Sunday? Or did she leave us to go on to other planes of existence, and does the death of a piece of flesh of 70 years old, kill the spirit? I say No. And does LOVE ever DIE, NO….because to say it does would be erroneous, and make love completely dependent on TIME.
Just thoughts….
Furthermore…
If TIME was created before Man, then man comes into a dimension of the universe where TRANS-FORMATIVE CYCLES of BIRTH AND DEATH are PRESENT. The flesh may have to operate in this dimension, and be caught in it, but the spirit moves through it and beyond it.
Still, MAN did not CREATE TIME…
It could be argued that the invention of Death came with SIN/imperfection. Yet that can be argued another way, that sin/imperfection served the purpose to implement the drive to not SIN/to become perfect, in order to be immortal on some evolutionary plane in a generative cycle of birth that can be attained at any given instant dependent on the individual which is independent of time. The cycle is just reflective of the state of the individual, and the cycle is without beginning and without end, it is a circle of complete being.
Just like LOVE…it exists on all dimensional planes and is immortal, and can be attained at any given instant dependent on the individual.
If man could grasp the ability to peer at the complete circle of his being…man would witness the trans-formative cycles of his very own love, and other experiences, and see that they are representative that love and all his experiences never die because they are in the circle of his being existing immortal and eternal.
This would support prophets who have said that man does not change…
You see man and everything he is…is eternal and immortal…each experience fixed, it cannot be undone!
I will go further to say we are the same as we have always been, but that the spirit experiences more and more, and it is through these experiences that we add to the circle of our being independent of the level. So in essence we are what we have always been as spirit and through the state of man we attune with energy again and less with man, all relative to each individual cycle we attune with along the spiral that is at the core of all existence.
As each individual evolves cyclically his circle of being becomes almost nothing, yet the energy of that nothingness expanses the entire universe.
And as far as perfection and imperfection are concerned, everything in the universe has PERFECT purpose and ORDER, no matter HOW chaotic and opposed things appear to BE.
PERHAPS…those who STAND by the position that love dies, may have their flesh caught in the web of TIME, and their spirit may not be operating independently of TIME.
Just more thoughts on the matter….
Whether my thoughts are right or wrong is not important where I am judged by others, because in some respects those terms of right and wrong are illusions upon which judgments can be made. Most importantly is for man to judge himself according to his own divine being not according to the judgments of someone else. Since when should I let judgmental “norms” outside myself dictate to me how to think? It is precisely the judgmental norms that I work diligently on discarding when I feel after much “fair” introspection, they are opposed to what my divine being thinks.
I don’t expect anyone to agree with me or accept what I think….as I am evolving and what I think may make sense to some and may not to others. The thoughts I have may transform into new states of awareness…upon which thoughts I have expressed can be a springboard for other thoughts…trial and error. Fascinating thing is that because of evolutionary cycles that occur, I can look back on the circle of my existence at any given point and see what gave birth to new cycles and growth.
It is often that our greatest successes are born of our mistakes.
I don’t claim to have the answers for anyone. I am just growing and understanding what is of importance to me. In my growth, I share my thoughts because…WHO KNOWS…it may strike chords of consciousness in someone else where they can add to my awareness based on their experiences…and vice versa.
I will always look for unifications and respect diversity as I learn to accept diversity. Part of my acceptance for diversity is learning to focus on unifications so that some sense of unity can be attained where all can be respected for their own individuality!
(I shall stop at sharing what was once written, as I go off into writing about diversity, and finding unified threads)
Note (November 21, 2017) Contemplating about past conversations and my own unresolved thoughts:
It is interesting too to note, I wrote about time shared in another piece that was written when I was around the age of 20.
The above contemplative discourse was in response to me asking me someone their age. They retorted that the older women in India might slap your face if you asked them their age, for they say when man invented time, he invented death…
You see…when you accept this notion of time…..there is a time to be born, go to school, find a mate, get married, have children, retire, and die…etc
Watch your thoughts on time, for when you recognize time, you recognize your own death.
A VERY Interesting concept to ponder independent of whether the premise is ultimately valid or not, for perchance it was not man who invented time, but time that invented death. AND if the laws of conservation of energy and mass hold truth…then there is no time and there is no death, for all that has been is all that ever is, and will remain to be, as it undergoes transformations. Can the mind escape time? I think it can, if one recognizes time is an illusion….for what if there is no beginning and end…just transformations….an eternal immortality…perchance.
Perchance our immortality embodies flesh going into and out of time, yet our soul operates on levels independent of time.



So interesting how the pursuits of men
is getting so much attention
As a young girl
I found my stepfather’s stacks of playboys
Peering within
I wondered is this what men want
I would read them, the do’s and don’ts
the articles, the cartoons, and the bios
and look at the spreads
Prepubescence budding
taking it all in
It is not like I had not seen what a man wants
for you see at a young age
the Christian man and his family of men
indulged in their senses
the man a deviant
his nephews just curious
I shall leave it at that
How was I to know
He should not have been asking for that
Men and their sexuality
to drive them to procreate
is this only natural
and what did Hugh say about that
He put it in the open
the lusts of the flesh to fulfill
Somewhat later Madonna did too
where she took the reigns
and said women can have their fair share
I lived in an age
where men would want to give
women quaaludes
so many were living in their skin
snuffing poppers to drown
the soul and quell the resistance
and the messages all around
made it all seem like that was okay
something needed to be free
In the sixties, make love not war
at least had a spiritual thread
buried somewhere
in the peace movement
yet free sex, swingers, and orgies
came ushering forth into the seventies
where the culture was making it the norm
Certainly as a teen I had my share of experiences
Yet, through it all the eyes of a child
and a young woman at heart
learned that pleasure without love
has such futile rewards
now we have all genders, transgenders
and all making the norm
yet we have taped conversations
of men grabbing women by the pussy
to flavor our day
to make us see
that something certainly went amiss
now is this any one entities fault
when it was a culture
and a drive
for men to conquer all at the helm
it is so hard for me to fathom
empty pursuits
yet hormones and vanity come into play
to be desired at the crux
I have to ask where in these drives
is the innocent man
and where is the woman he was born to protect
some cultures see the flesh as so powerful to cloak it
to preserve it behind the veil
and some tend to think that is barbaric
what has happened to the reasoning of men
what has happened to the chastity of women
Playboy is dead
can you not see
with all the disease
and strife created
where man wars with his flesh
and demons opiate
to make him think
women to drink is okay
a toast to Hugh held high
and where women change men
like shirts of the day
a hail to Steinem to liberate
certainly education is the key
yet laws making what comes natural a crime
indicate something is a amiss
society does not want to pay
for the images it has portrayed
that has led so many astray
where men will kill
and tell women it is okay
to rip their flesh from their womb
I tell you now
there will be hell to pay
unless we wake up
and see our way
out of this sin
11/21/2017
Thought: We don’t need to crucify men for being men, yet we need more education in these matters, not only for them but for women as well.