Collusion.
All energy is a form of light. It rises toward the perimeter of our planet, yet much of it never makes it beyond the ‘barrier’. It remains here, flowing in its perpetual cycle.
Fancy society, buy, buy, buy. They laugh with false smiles, secretly plotting to overthrow their ‘friends’.
The greatest 5 cents ever packed in a dime.
4-11
A woman cups the chin of a man, his face moving through changes of structure and skin tone. His eyes are closed.
This morning, while taking my shower a song popped into my head and I do not know why. I didn’t tell you about it for I thought it was coincidence that this oldie came into mind. I worked my shift, came home and had supper, even went to bed. I woke up after just a short time, went to the kitchen for ice cream and once again, this song came to mind. Is it a message from the unseen … or do I just want to have a party?
I prefer to think someone(s) are trying to tell me there is going to be reason for celebration. I prefer to be pretty darn happy about that perceived fact.
Send a message to her, blow it into the air. Let it surround her and enter her lungs, let it invigorate her blood and move through her mind.
Common front, multiple backs, which side is true? One is just a facet of the other, part of the same varying whole.
Light in eyes, constant movement, leaning in and then falling back. Rows of individuality, each link in the line unique and of itself, yet combined become a strong union which breaches barriers.
Feathers on the wind bring messages only the observant will understand.
Flame flickers as fire lights the room warming the heart, soothing the mind, calming the spirit, healing the soul.
You say I am beautiful. You say you like me. You talk of my strength and how you believe I can help you. Yet in all this time you have not shared with me what it is you need help with. How am I to assist you when I know not what you seek? How do I know I want to provide aide? Perhaps it is an illusion, anyway.
So much darkness lives in so many hearts, it is difficult to maintain belief in love. In the core of me faith still dwells, I hold onto fragments left from childhood. Growing older, these fragments become more frayed. I grasp at straws now, they are brittle, they break, they turn to dust in my hands.
Life will be a lonely existence without opportunity to share. It seems the need to horde what little we gather is being taught and fostered in mind. There must be more, something bigger than currently imagined. Is it not seen due to of lack of preparedness? What must occur so that possibilities of peace and love stabilize?
Surely there is a reason for it all.
What the world needs now more than anything else is authentic human beings. You need more examples of your genuine nature to inspire others and to give others the opportunity to see themselves. You see, when you are true to yourself, you are more good to your fellow humans than when you pretend to be what you think you are supposed to be.
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There is a manipulator behind the scenes, influencing humanity to inflict pain, suffering, and fear upon each other. I look around me, and I realize what I see is a reflection of that madness. They are not powerful, they are not strong, they are not brave … for if they were, they would admit error and work toward changing their own hearts. No … they choose to cause suffering and then they feed off of the pain and fear that results from it.
I thought it necessary to starve the madman and those with him, however, upon further pondering, I realize their diet simply needs to change. Instead of feeding on suffering and fear, they ought be made to swallow joy and calm, care and compassion, Love over hate.
When we recognize that we are under this influence, we can then begin to alter our own consciousness, cultivating joy within our own hearts and minds and lives. It need not be seen or agreed with by others, only known to us. When we stop hurting ourselves and others, when we instead paint, or dance, or walk in the forest, or create in any way … whatever it is that lets us visualize and then feel the joy over our accomplishments, we then recognize the sovereignty within, and we are closer to our true selves.
Let us work toward cultivating peace in our hearts, forgiveness of self and for others. This is what will eradicate the madman.
Joy occurs, self realized power of creation comes into our awareness. The manipulator is left with that … and it is this which will strip him, and those with him, of their power over this world.
War on this and war on that is not the answer, it only creates more pain, more suffering, more fear and hatred. This is what they want, this is what strips us of our power and makes us as ‘food’ for the manipulator.
Let us claim our sovereignty, let us come into the awareness that permission is not needed to stand in glory … not greed, or power of possessions and a controlling authority … but true authority over our own lives. No man … indeed no entity, has the right to strip us of what belongs to us … our inner power, our ability to create calm within the storm.
I am a sovereign being who has authority over this life. I see you, and I have shown you how it is done. It is possible to walk in madness, and then walk straight out of it, coming back, consciously, choosing joy, compassion and care. You have been fired, the job you’ve been employed at for so long has now ended. No longer will you be rewarded for any work done there. You have a new task, one in which your only payment will be sovereign truth, care and compassion. Your diet has been changed. No longer will you feed on fear and pain. NO. Now you will experience wonderment, innocent love and glee. You will nurture this in your own self. You will do this, or you will go hungry. You will starve. You will cease to be. The Cycle. Ends. Here. Now.
