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Alive… is this the last time.. relaxed yet in a way half awake half away.
No need to explain, whatever happens, chances and changes in this matter are of perception.
Speaking to myself as known, crazy it seems yet sane to me to be feeling free. Utter stupidity, echoes, utter lucidly the truth as truth itself… no need to explain.
Being, simply being. Peaceful in a garden. The kingdom within is below the foundation, behind the scenes. Not the other way around. Double entendré in simple mystical ways..
Ignorance is bliss, sleep is the cousin of death. Need I speak French again?
Told to reflect, listening in space seeing the particles in the air of my mind.. the dust settles towards a gravity of light. I hear we swim in spiritual light, though language makes nonsense to the sane. So why listen, unless you care. This is just a blog, its not meant to be understood my mad ramblings…. My subtleties might be unseen, unsure.. all I know is DMT mentality. Though what that means to me is the mystery it seems.
Find a place to rest your hidden face.. time and space replaced every moment of peace refound.. a joy unbound by the constraints of the dance and play….
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Misunderstanding the nature of time leads to understanding and wisdom if that’s what you seek… Seeking wisdom and insight isn’t always a straightforward path. Miscommunication within the human condition and contexts with all due lack of knowledges necessary to achieve peace is commonplace..
Sometimes to speed up, slowing down is effective beyond measure, in relation to conservation of energy. Possibly escaping cycles of suffering and nonsense. This is not nonsense, it is science. Inverse superfluidity..
In a fast paced world, who can be blamed for mistakes inherent in the nature of the fabric of shared existence. Interconnected yet individual.
To listen to wisdom, sometimes even gaining insight won’t aid one in acheiving their own goals. I believe this is why nature hints through her langauge that “selfish motives” aren’t always evil, yet drama continues due to the division of minds. Division of intentions. Splitting hairs of truth..
White light is a perception, splitting it into individual photon particles and electromagnetic wavelengths… that’s science splitting hairs on something humans can see as unity and prove non-dual. Matter of perception, eye of truth.
Who can be blamed, when misunderstanding is inherently interwoven into the dimensional fabric we exist in. Speaking on the behalf of humanity, with all due stupidities and dilligent efforts.
A thought can be a nutrient, yet a salad tastes lesser than a fruit.
Spacin’ out, stale air…. Cooking weather… the sun burns my eyes, although gazing at the sun for long periods was a stupidity I had to try. Seriously, don’t gaze at the sun for long periods of time, a lot of philosophers have fact checked this one.
A basic method to bridge understanding through sight-insight 👁️
To look inward, is the secret. There is a way to know. The sensory doors are sometimes gated…
Close one eye and you might see a different perspective.
Swallow the poison just to feel alive for a while, die one day, death was defined by its own start, from first to last breath we seek our ecstasy in reality, some seek high and low, others go with the flow to show they dont care for the higher thought.. ego and in its inherent light trapped mind, darkness escaping itself inverted sister… some enjoy sin… others chase the sun, some just sit and wait.. some dont waste time and go to the source.. some lost the insight while i get drunk off electricity.
How do we know the dream to live, distracted by 10,000 things… inner and outer space without divide realised sounds like a joker laughing at his misfortune knowing truth is both inescapable and past tense, time machines dont exist yet, the paradoxes of life make me hope for the best beyond words…. Except maybe…eternal ecstasy and light. But thats a personal dream. My liking for the darkness burns me….
I dont read half my posts before i post them.. self expression without repression. Afterlife or heaven on earth.. bit of both. Now thats sad. Even to a mad man.
Suicide cult vibes
String theory no more, the light so pure standing still, never to fade like this life burdened with sin…. Meaning is a glimpse of an eternal love beyond this. Stuck between the motions my revelations show no man’s land in between my heart and my head… linked by something darker than darkness, I’ve seen it with my own eye, dry landscape in colour-paint this life seems.. from where do the tears fall….? Haha.. Because there is no mirror only an image. No light no darkness. Saturated as if love were pain… mistaken I’ve accepted, no one will understand.
Case of why try.
Why cry.
Better to die.. id prefer my water, source of life. Beyond this myth of myself i hope to find u. Union in truth. Illusions sent me insane… got the DMT up my sleeve.
Truth be told, insanity is a gateway to a glimpse.. chase the dragon. Humour aside, so love doesn’t hide.
Time to meditate… I’ve done H once. Saved my life. Felt my heart for once.. not in pain. I can control my heart-rate usually. Dropped down to 77 BPM then raised to 144 once. I’m going to meditate on the heart from time to time now… might wake me up.
Alright… some truth not poetic bullshit
Wearing my heart on my sleeve literally in both sensations, and senses.. hiding my true face, lost in false bliss since a real sense lost itself to music, yet the wrong taste, wrong time, had a sick time is the best way to spell it out, slowly finding myself.. something about death attracts a mind intent on truth, died farther and deeper by strict definition.. before death.
Slumber on my side of the grave… i still could argue I have an ace up my sleeve.. but scars fade.. and who knows if love is truth, in a world of mysterious appearance that just is.
Questioning my own existence within my own existence, riddled my own sins sincerely and dug my grave in multiple ways… how far does this void go… chaos and order are known… is it the dance the trance or the higher thoughts i know… its all chaos in my mind. Gazing at the sun, still only is my mind blind… feeling..
I left this heaven long ago, why i returned i do not know.. the flow of time has a rhythm unbalanced equation wise, i wasted love and time… for a glimpse of peace.
Chase the dragon has a new proof… yet it’s only air. Invisible light. At one with itself.
Mystical nonsense aside, bored to death entranced to escape while facing a mirror of mind scattered. Doing science and true reflection, do we ever die. It’s killing me. Nazi Germany feels here. Although I didn’t fall from grace, I cannon-balled 😂
Dead inside, maybe upstairs im in the grave laughing from above seeing my life flash before my eyes in a dimension im blind to.
Ahh… sorrow goes deep, i don’t want to be a bitter person. Yet i self ignite feeding the fire…
In English, less need be said than true insanity riddled out of speech and no one deciphers truths it seems. How could they. When no one knows your higher thoughts like oneself….
Then again what is memory loss? Ticking of the clock… for what.. im going to post this public incase someone can see into the nature of that koan natured question..
I love what I love… yet I don’t love enough.. can’t anymore.. now as the rain pours, stuck inside these doors an urge to dive deep takes hold of my heart and mind… both of which are lost in time… sands on a beach, count some more in my hourglass to pass the time… depressed no slow yes but there’s more instore when everything adds up.. ironically to nothing… speaking my mind in not a riddle just a rhyme… and a hint towards that shore we are sure to feel for so we steer towards, consciously or unconsciously. We know there’s more…. But hey, sometimes a few minutes to breathe is what we need and nothing past that. Like…
Meditate on the love inside guys.. theres more inner treasure than you realise…
I never got to tell her face to face i love her…. Possibly a reflection, read through time unrealised i couldnt realise the dissonances… realise through them… Nazi state for real, I’m done.
Trippin an dippin in and out of universes parallel till i fell out of love
Supposed full moon, valentines day… i dont keep track of time.
Realised something about spiritual light, insight was a glimpse of a linear eternity. Maybe it was linear because of interruption. And a full cup. Sometimes illusions are key to disillusion. Question being, Am I, alone? Ambiguous as you might take that, possibly reflecting in the future…
I fear immortality than mortality. Because i know what death is, to me atleast… however losing the mind aspect is a task.
Linear time is death in a sense. I chose a hard path. Compassion through paradox. In linear time.. with half the mind to know. What next to do…
Dreaming my whole life… girl of my dreams of this night, where are you… inside my mind i find im blinded insightfully reminded im insightless… with all the possibilities… sad truth, death was peace… but i cant forget u… the euphoria aside, im just a dreamer lost in desires like an oceanic wave that rocks the boats and fire that ignites each moment we share, as far apart as we may be…. Unity in motion… brings a smile to my face… im just a madman…. Self absorbed..? Meditation to look within, samadhi savikalpa… absorption in the Self mate… irate mind at times.. rage is blind red… i see ruby red value in you… yet blind to truth we see the momentary, not eternity….. im just keeping a balance paradoxically… the soul of a man driven to his depths?
Words alone cannot express truth of kinds to someone blind or aloof…. Finding bliss… idek haha im typing fast in slow motion… haha
Im not going to read what i wrote or edit im just posting this one… all i remember is.. something about a sad truth, and ironic sparks of hope. If one has the insight to read between lines of dimensional blurr… now i think of it i know why its sad and i havent read it yet hahahaha… and now i remember another….
It took me this long…….
Voices speak for themselves, so who am i, mind blinded nearly.. searching for.. lost half my mind trying to find an answer, reverse psychology if.. ahh nevermind… maybe this is just a memory.. choosing to relive.. visualised a trip like hell yeah, lets dip then slipped on the acid unsure where it went, still a trip… magic
Time to.. what did i drink, stupidity witjin itself
We derprive ourselves, knowing a higher lighy
Tje fails true, or is it a tru typo
Sadness the cure.. haha.. some sad truths hold beauty in the eye, if only we knew how to hold her.. fleeting moments of joy, fleeting moments.. eternity holds such grace to deface this illusions beauty… if only they could hold hands, brother and sister.. no human thoughts comprehend i just lend a hand to my insanity to remind my higher mind if all is one… she is mine… beyond number and form… games we play…. Happy delusions drift the same direction as truths unfathomable, countaing grains in a whirwind… the dance reminds us of… well comes down to matter of perceptions in the eye… so high and blazed… glazed like ice watering from the warmth of ahh nevermind im lost in thoughtless darkness, the essence is in unity not this scattered nature, some just need a rope… or a mountain, a cave. Contemplate. Seeking truth deep rather than surface level love. As deluded as i am delusion can infact bring more joy than a smile. Fact is stranger than fiction…