dec 6th, 1 pm
These are some thoughts I remember from last night me and my guy friend stayed up talking about our theories and it helped me so much, I felt the most connected ever. Even though we’re no longer dating, I felt like I loved him even more without that pressure instead just loving someone for themselves.
The law of attraction. He said something very deep, but I can’t deny it. Even though I’d rather not believe it, my behaviors and attitudes and even circumstance attracted “schizophrenia” to manifest. When I reacted to my parents confusion with anger, resilience, and fear it only worsened the hole Id fallen into. My dad saw me in a helpless state, not realizing his very belief that I was helpless made me more-so, and the same with psychiatrists. 5 years later, and I am still me and I have not changed, only the situation. I took opportunities, went to college, proved them all wrong, and started working to improve more every day. Letting go of certain elements of my past has lifted a huge burden on my mind. I am no longer afraid.
Thoughts create reality. Law of attraction proves that what you desire you draw to you, or even just dwell upon. That’s why negative thoughts can become self-fulfilling. After a long night staying up with my friend, we talked about all our deepest theories of the universe. These are only bits and pieces of what I can remember. Haha, and we only drank some coffee to keep us up, but it was a good night.
When a negative meets a positive it generates a charge, that is the spark of thought or life. We are literally the composition of galaxies, what seems far away could be closer than you think. Perhaps this galaxy is the birth of two galaxies that collided, one was negative and the other was positive, male and female, God and Godess, yin and yang, in other words each galaxy was big enough to draw the other one, and through each other the birth of the Milky Way.
What are black holes? Are they pockets of space? Or are they tunnels into other universes? Is it cold inside a black hole or hot? Maybe black holes are actually doors to alternate dimensions. Maybe there’s something there that we just can’t see. There are so many possibilities.
God is a painter. Each careful dot onto the canvas of reality is one step towards ascension. Each color on the portrait of you creates a stairway for your soul to travel, a universe inside itself. Are we all just Gods in training? When we die does consciousness move on? Perhaps to an alternative reality, or one of our own making?
If we are all one consciousness, then the illusion is that we are disconnected. The ego is the mask, everyone wears a mask. Without illusions and magic, life would be boring. We are mere players or actors in a grand cinematic adventure. and even when you think it’s all over, there is always a bigger greater force which is pulling you out of the darkness. The story never ends, the movie never ends. Stars are reborn, gallaxies collapse. The puppet and the puppeteer are one soul, infinitely conversing with the innocent audience, sometime we are oblivious to one very special truth…that’s the freedom not to be bound to it. We don’t have to act to anyone’s standards. If we are the puppeteers, if God creates Christ in his own self like image then perhaps man does have the key to existence. If so, than more potential realities must exist or have existed always.
There is no one truth, no exact science, no actual proof of anything. We are inventors and we invented ourselves, but once your ankles and wrists are chained into being, there are new laws that apply. When you fall asleep, your mind is free from the ego and from your imposing irrationality of singularity. When you wake up in a dream, you may find a new world completely. There is no way of knowing whether or not what you see right now is proof that there’s a limit to what you’re unaware of. The power of potential is in your hands, and those who are not able to change their potential deserve to be.
Ignorance only distracts people from the power they have to change atoms and re-arrange planets, manifest beliefs, morph into superheroes or demons / even if we don’t know the power of evil and darkness we still prescribe it to one another in fear of an outer imbalance.
Terror is a weapon of compliance and used to influence the vulnerable or brave to submit to subversion and mind control. When you bind one person to another, both become prisoners of war. Therefore love’s attachment is the souls devotion to life’s truths, which are pure and free. But to imprison yourself in a realm of subjective ideas, become the same person, pasted side by side in the same redundant interview with existence. Wholly United we radiated hopes like supernovas trapped on the other side of the prison walls, divided and muted to frequent lights in our dream of what’s between the sleeping wires, below the endless ways she desires.
Love radiates infinitely. It is beyond the scope of reason or rhyme. It cannot be bent by gravity, and carries the soul to safety. We are riding the waves of possibility, but what about those whirlpools? Where do they lead? The fool, does he ever meet the earth?
And what was the spark? Love was the spark. It was two opposing forces, combined unselfishly, and it balanced the Universe. And it kept us Together. And it will save us in the end.
How does the soul speak? In waves of light. The sun and moon continually work together to keep a balance. The moon cries to the sky, who whispers to the sea, who rises for the sun, and journeys to shore, who reflects their entirety. You and I, Me and You.
Be both mystic and scientist. Experiment. Grow. The world was meant for us to understand more than what we were, but who we are and how we can become great.
Because I believe we are here to create something accessable and attainable. We are all artists with infinite pallets of paint. Invention isn’t easy, neither was immortality or re-creating life from dust.
In Modern society we lock visionaries in asylums and prisons, for seeing something different than we want them to. perfection was not the goal of humanity. Science has become a microscope constantly breaking apart reason into tinier and tinier pieces. Religion has become an escape, and rarely in America do you find real substance to it that extends any further.
Unity is the goal, but without diversity we’ll never see the entire beauty of all that is. Don’t cut away the pieces that are ugly, realize their importance, perhaps it is that you are simply unfamiliar with beauty.
maybe we’re fluid, maybe we are clay, or maybe we’re all exploring ourselves to find out why we tick.
I hope someday we’ll stop ignoring the beauty in something as simple as a new dawn on a winter’s day. Witness yourself change. You are the world. And yet, everything will someday wash away, is there anything you found that could make the world stay? Share that and maybe she will.