We live in the land of excess. Where it was believed long ago that the more you acquired the longer and more vital your life line would be. We always disregarded those we didn’t understand. Disposing of them as we deemed fit. Using them as servants to realize our dreams. Only to trash them come…
No wonder why it is the biggest lie ever told and why some who be want to keep us from uncovering the truth. That a greedy man more consumed with wealth and power wanted to destroy our creator.
Altering any time line no matter the content will be detrimental to the preservation of life. As we rape and pillage the World of all of it’s natural and unnatural asset it will leave us not only a dead world with a hole in its’ heart but it will leave each and every one of us unfilled and living without a purpose.
Why do some suffer while others get everything handed to them with a silver spoon and then some. When did all these laws and decisions get passed down and who did they benefit. How come all of a sudden after billions of years of evolution we have evolved in such a way that we are incredibly desensitized to our surroundings and now it seems we are digressing
I have to keep asking myself if I died tomorrow would this be enough? Right now I am stuck on a tank running on empty during a gasoline drought. In the distance I see something though. Like a mirage just taunting me at times I want to move forward
My weakness has always been my ability to cry at the drop of a hat. I used to get called so many names. Even my family would roll their eyes and make fun of me as being too emotional and my favourite is when I was being told to grow up. I was always apologizing for feeling things. Like feelings are invalid. I learned to cry behind closed doors. That is if I could wait that long. Being called a baby when you feel sad that soembody else’s heart hurts is the worst feeling.
That is something that isn’t really talked about to much. We are taught that dreams aren’t meant to be having. That if we stick to the course that was set out for us that we will achieve succcess. Who determines how success is defined for you. We have dissected everything down to its most literal sense and try to suppress any individuality.
No matter the circumstances the Winter season is the worst. In the coldest nights you comfort yourself with the warmest memories that only ease the pain for a while. When you focus back into the reality you remember the life as you remembered never existed. There used to be a time when my dad was my best friend and my grandpa was my hero.
Hence why everything that was once loved returns to death. In time nature will reclaim everything. That is just the way the World works. It doesn’t care about fame or fortune or those you had to hurt to get what you had. For those who live in tranquility when the end begins to loom they know this is just part of life’s path. It doesn’t conclude the journey it just tranforms into a new way of being.
Well I found almost everybody in this community to just speak to me in some way. This was a true win for my spirit and it has helped propel forward in ways that I had no idea possible.