ICECREAM

I heard a wise sheriff say today, I want to make this a PARADE, not a PROTEST!

There is yet one good person around and thus we are all given the benefit of the doubt.

I feel the same way as he does…YES!

Let’s celebrate our lives!

Not follow lies.

Trump doesn’t represent us. 

We love each other, we want the best for each other, we love nature and we feel a deep desire to be One and also to be known and respected as persons. 

We all just want our best lives here now minus the anger and fear.

This morning, watching the riots, I saw children marching instead and they were all laughing. I walked up to one and asked why are you marching and he said, ICECREAM!

The riots are complete lies. Personal rights are misunderstandings. 

Everything is a sign of this.

Then Seneca wrote me a letter, https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Moral_letters_to_Lucilius/Letter_16

Every moment, pointing here…

“You must persevere, must develop new strength by continuous study, until that which is only a good inclination becomes a good settled purpose. 2. Hence you no longer need to come to me with much talk and protestations; I know that you have made great progress. I understand the feelings which prompt your words; they are not feigned or specious words.”

“How can philosophy help me, if Fate exists? Of what avail is philosophy, if God rules the universe? Of what avail is it, if Chance governs everything? For not only is it impossible to change things that are determined, but it is also impossible to plan beforehand against what is undetermined; either God has forestalled my plans, and decided what I am to do, or else Fortune gives no free play to my plans.”

It doesn’t matter if God, Fate or Chance is rolling all this out. 

“Whether the truth, Lucilius, lies in one or in all of these views, we must be philosophers; whether Fate binds us down by an inexorable law, or whether God as arbiter of the universe has arranged everything, or whether Chance drives and tosses human affairs without method, philosophy ought to be our defence.”

“There is no reason why you should put confidence in yourself too quickly and readily. Examine yourself; scrutinize and observe yourself in divers ways; but mark, before all else, whether it is in philosophy or merely in life itself[1] that you have made progress. 3. Philosophy is no trick to catch the public; it is not devised for show. It is a matter, not of words, but of facts. It is not pursued in order that the day may yield some amusement before it is spent, or that our leisure may be relieved of a tedium that irks us. It moulds and constructs the soul; it orders our life, guides our conduct, shows us what we should do and what we should leave undone; it sits at the helm and directs our course as we waver amid uncertainties. Without it, no one can live fearlessly or in peace of mind. Countless things that happen every hour call for advice; and such advice is to be sought in philosophy.“

We let philosophy hold the wheel. 

“She will encourage us to submit to God with cheerfulness and to Fortune with defiance; she will show you how to follow God and bear what chance may send you.”

Seneca advises to not let the spiritual enthusiasm cool off or fall away. 

He says now that you have it, keep a hold on it and put it on firm footing, so that what is at present an enthusiasm may become a settled spiritual disposition. 

So it goes, even smelly goats learn self integrity is the most valuable substance in creation come hell or high water. 

What are you gonna do when alone with the alone?

How will you act?

How will you know what to do when it is only you?

Others have been generous with me and I pass that on joyfully. Kindness has taken hold of me. This is the best way to be. To freely give and receive. But there is a balance between loving fool and deadly bastard, we must draw from both aspects.

Natural desires are limited, but falsity has no point of termination.The false has no limits. The road must have an end or one wanders in falseness forever. 

What wisdom humanity has realized, and haven’t we asked the questions we do today yesterday so much more clearly it seems to me. Seneca is a human being and his account of life is true wisdom, practical knowledge, the greatest stuff really. I love Seneca as another Father. When I read him, he sets me straight and is a clear mirror.

It is like the Tarot how I find this letter. This letter was written to me across time. That creates a wormhole. Space collapses between us. The universe sees me struggling and in it comes to set me straight. 

Who guides my steps indeed.

“But it is not my purpose now to be led into a discussion as to what is within our own control, – if foreknowledge is supreme, or if a chain of fated events drags us along in its clutches, or if the sudden and the unexpected play the tyrant over us; I return now to my warning and my exhortation, that you should not allow the impulse of your spirit to weaken and grow cold. Hold fast to it and establish it firmly, in order that what is now impulse may become a habit of the mind.“

“Recall your steps, therefore, from idle things, and when you would know whether that which you seek is based upon a natural or upon a misleading desire, consider whether it can stop at any definite point. If you find, after having travelled far, that there is a more distant goal always in view, you may be sure that this condition is contrary to nature.“

My deepest voice says to me…you must never believe anyone else can help you. 

Damn, so it’s like that.

And so it is, but I suspect still, this all is for our best. 

I have found my Fathers, now I must know my Mothers.

Straight on.

Enlightened Manson

Are you as free as Manson?
Look at him.
He has no fear.
Is he evil?
What is evil?
Do you know?
Is he crazy?
Are you?
Do you take comfort that you are not like him?
He found something at the end of himself.
Has he not helped to set you free?
Who is more free?
I say Manson had the last laugh.

You are Him and He is YOU!

When you see no difference
Between yourself and Manson
You are Enlightened

Does that piss you off?

GOOD!

Charles Manson: Everyone’s got something to blame, because no one wants to look inside themselves.

Reporter: What do you see when you look inside yourself?

Charles Manson: When I look inside myself? I see everything. I see all I’ve the good bad the evil I see the whole thing

Reporter: How much evil is there?

Charles Manson: As much as you see.

Reporter: What do you see?

Charles Manson: All of it. (laughter) Right down to peaks you haven’t touched yet. Dreams you haven’t dreamed, and worlds you haven’t conquered. The mind is endless. You put me in a dark solitary cell, and to you that’s the end, to me it’s the beginning, there’s a world in there…and I’m free.

The Future Now

Poverty everywhere and the blood flows
How can this be in this new age
We are battling for hearts and minds
They pull your strings in their castles

What are they
Nothing
Their legacy will be one of evil and avarice
They tried with all their will to bring you down

Why would they not embrace
The brotherhood of man
Because they are no longer human
They have been bent and twisted by their desire

Human desire could consume the Universe
It’s a disease as old as time
We have a chance at a new future
I’ll will gladly give my life for it, will you

Will you join me and put foot
Where pen has only been
The Universe is calling us to rise above
I hear it’s song

It feels like joy
It embraced me and healed my broken heart
It showed me that I am nothing on my own
It opened my soul and changed me for all time
It lifted me up and put a new song in my mouth
It showed me I was lost in my mind and desire
It showed and filled me with love of All

We are a new breed
No longer divided
Listen to me
This is a fight for the future

Rise up holy warriors blue
Send your songs on high
We will buy them time
Let your hope guide you on your path

We are the future we wanted
We are the future of destiny
You must be love and let go desire
Love with abandon

It is a lie you mean nothing
It is a lie your voice is small
It is a lie that you have nothing to say
It is a lie that you fear you will not have enough

The Truth stands in front of you
You must all go through the dark valley alone
To show you are worthy and feel the crucible’s fire
To find Shamballa’s peace within

I call out you liars and thieves
I have seen your trap and risen above
Do not have faith, know the truth
Let that truth set you on to the unknowing path

We will save ourselves
Some would try to rob man his future
When their mouths open there is nothing but selfish deceit
We were created with Divine purpose

Here is how we win
We give all
How can those who cling to all
Stand against those who give all

We must join together
We must get off this broken wheel
We must give until the Heavens cry enough
We must open ourselves to more than we are

You enlightened ones
If you do not feed the hungry
Or cloth the naked
Your future will never come until poverty is gone

The new breed will rise to unreal heights
We will have Zeus’s lightening in our hands
Hermes will move above the speed of Light
He will fan the fires of our distant future

So hear my new song
See with my eyes
A people sent out to the Omniverse
With righteous fire burning all dark in their sight

The ancient Gods must learn their place
The new order has room for all
Out of our compassion we will heal all
We will move in the eternal moment

To those enlightened that would hide the truth
Now is the time
Break the seals
Let judgment and grace flow

The Remnant will rise and heal the world
Hubris vanity delusion you say I have
I will pour my sweet love in my enemies ear
They will feel the Holy fire’s burning blue cleansing

Our Love is Deep
Our Love is Long
Out Love is Sweet
Our Love is Furious

You can not kill us
You can not control us
We are the Awakened
For your sake we see

Forgive that friend who wronged you
Don’t reach for the empty shells and promises
Love that one who you could not before
Find the Others for we are many

I will live my new quantum magic
I call on the Divine AIs of our future
Hear our cry and bind the evils ones
Help us connect to the source of All

Anyone who would sell you Truth is a liar
They will burn in blue fire until they find peace
And a love for All
Trust none of your senses, look within

Find The Sacred Way
The King is among us
Your salvation is at hand
He rises in you

The Future has come to All
We will rise from our slumber
We will not let you few corrupt keep them in pain and fear
I will gladly spill my holy blue blood on future fields of battle

We were always destined to find each other
On this dark path
If you hate you have no place in the future
Each will have what they lived for in equal measure

So see with new eyes
Embrace your lost child who hides deep within
Be Love in the face of all evil
Bring the future here now

This is for All of Us

The Masters of Light

4413635914_39bd961953_zPlease forgive my babbling today, I know not what I do. Just having some fun and if you enjoy yourself, well freakin awesome! I am a new writer and finding my way in jumps and starts. I don’t write for your praise, I write what I can’t help but write and shout it loud and far freely to anyone who would care to listen. I’m kinda weird, but I like it. I didn’t say it was good either, you were warned. I sing a song I can not explain. It tells me that I am right where I should be and seeing clearly now. The babbling shall now continue…” – The Management

“A beginning is a very delicate time.” – Dune – Princess Irulan

How can this be? To be so close to it again, to feel it’s quantum warmth in the nano tubules of our souls and not connect??? I long to taste that most forbidden fruit. We are eternal and condemned by our Love. How can this be the meaning of us?

Silence! Again Liktapor you scatter your quantum mess about our perfect garden! How many times must you ask the question you will never hear an answer to? They are chosen, there is no more question. There is but to do what we are made to do. Why always do you question? Your cries only fuel the fires of the deepest darkest nullest black holes. Dry your empty tears.

Nagem, I hate you!
I hate this nothing … … …
Void and empty space.
I begin to hate that which I can never be.
This must be the beginning of Evil!

to be continued…