Don't ever let anyone tell you that your ideas are idiotic. There are people out there who will appreciate them more than those who are unable to.
All you really can do is move forward and accept that you're doing what you feel is right, and trust yourself at the very least, and know that you aren't entitled anything because you say you are. There is so much abundance in the universe and earth, you need only ask yourself to allow yourself to tap into it and give it to yourself, through hard work, giving without expectation of return, and spreading the wealth of your big heart. Believe that youve got this Earth-Human thing down, and know there are many angels and spirits lined up behind you to stand by you and protect who you are. Also, remember that sometimes the best resolve to a conflict is a mutual equipoise. You don't have to juggle your world for long, trust in your self, that you make the right decisions, and don't be timid in letting the towers crash, change is a good thing. A good relationship is built on learning to release by not throwing your stress at the other whether it be knowingly or unknown. Trust that in order to be the successful man you were meant to be, you must learn to give more love without the expectation to be rewarded for it because you were good. Do the hard work, put in your time; all have done it. Spread your love, you have so much to offer to the world.
I admire anyone who embraces the youth within. We don't have to age physically. We choose to by forgetting about youth and how to let go of all the energetic and psychological whack that we never let go and keep building up in our bodies.
There is love and then there is hatred. Learning to differentiate between the two is a life-long quest, but remember that love comes from a unique type of goodness-- the heart. It is true that hatred may reside here, but know that love can replace it with only your permission.
It is typical for an egotistical person to lack in responsibility for their actions. Show kindness and walk away to allow for hermetic introspection in both parties. The best thing that you can do for yourself is to disassociate from that person so there are no longer people around to blame, only their self.
Take the guesswork out of your life. Do the mental work to be more empathetic with those you regard as loved ones, even strangers alike. We are all similar, we are all one species, and we all deserve the respect of one's gentle nature and goodness in their heart.
Respect is not something you earn, nor is it something to keep from someone because you feel they have "earned it." Don't let any liar or trickster, power elite, or falsifier try to convince you of this. I shouldn't have to earn your respect, and you should not have to earn mine. Respect should be a given because you love that person. Respect is not a title to earn as if doing everything right to be good in the eyes of the Lord, Respect is a byproduct of Love.
The best revenge is no revenge at all but a simple success.
You bury yourself in anti-matter when you talk down about yourself to others. You can't be anti-matter in this world. When you do, you just become unseen forces that cater to the material world. Like the crew of a cast... choose to be in the spotlight or the sublight.
The third eye shuts to allow logic to come in. You must logically go over these emotions right now. The third eye shuts, thus you feel like the world crashes because instinctively, you aren't able to see that the world still beats even if it feels like yours is over. It's only a period of logic and reasoning.
Feb 19, 2012
Feb 15, 2012
What is the most hurtful thing anyone has ever done to you?
How do you make a difference in this world by sharing with it your weaknesses? Would your enemy truly take advantage of it, at that very world-pausing moment of deep, soul exchange? There you are, just handing over the very sacred key to your inner world of ego, a key that when held by any soul, could have immense, ultimate power over you. How do you lock eyes, and share a world of pain with that person in front of you? Which leads me to the very question at hand:
What is the most hurtful thing that someone or anyone has ever done to you?
I am the man I am today thanks to giving that key away, and not just giving one key, but giving an identical set to each person I meet, in some small way or another. It might not be conceptualized at that moment, but I hand it out upon first meeting. A long time ago, I was that one vulnerable child in early school. Yup, that was me--the easily-picked-on kid, the easily-made-fun-of kid, the byproduct of a failed, abusive marriage, a traumatized, problem child in the making, and children being the easily-influenced by their parents as examples and yet highly psychic young beings that they are.. took well to disposing a person who was easily-disposed to the world at large.
I went through life knowing scars on my emotional skin that children learned from their environments, parents, and thus, creating their behaviors and dispositions to me. Like grown society, child society acts as the successor of such a world. They respond and behave to a world based on their earliest understandings of the environment and its interactions. It is by instinct of our human brain to adapt to its surroundings and condition itself accordingly.
Children can be just as cruel as their predecessors, I learned. I lacked something called "love." I never felt it, perhaps even in my entire childhood, I never felt it. To this day, I fumble around for an idea of what love could mean to me. I discover many ideas, and come to many themes of thinking based on past experience and study of the interactions of all around. Within it all, I toss my hands in the air, and accept that no logic could provide me with a formal answer.
Like a broken knee that is never allowed to heal due to excessive walking, the world constructs a spirit of hurt-based essence. Like what was expressed before, children are the byprouct of their environments, as are all people. I am reminded of Tabula Rasa, but a more arcane, and significant expression comes to mind, one of a most simplest logic: "You are what you eat." And as so, if blue cloth was used to make a jacket, it wouldn't surely be introduced as an orange jacket.
The most hurtful thing a person could ever do to me is physically hurt me or make me feel that I don't matter, or have a place in this world--alienation. That is the most damaging thing a person could do to me.
The poets speak of love as a mystery. They have even denounced it as a proper noun in disguise. They have, within their own interpretations of what defines as accuracy, intelligently disguised the greatest weapon of all time. You see, love is a moment. Much like how matter is a moment. Would you say an atom has a past? A future? Religion has properly and intelligently disguised love.
I know of a most invexatious secret therein. Have you ever wondered what makes us tick? What keeps us going? What makes us get up when we fall? Why we're so resilient? Why love seems to be so controversial? Why no two people have the same definition of what love means to them?
Love is a moment.
Have you ever wondered why love and good conquers evil? Well love, like any label, was just a name to call something. Love is the very essence of that which creates, and by human logic, that which creates, had the ability therein to destroy by conception of duality. Love is the framework of the universe. We honor that connection through our interaction with other humans. It is in love, all things derived-- affection, intimacy, pleasure, companionship, etc.
Love goes much beyond just its simple associations. The poets were smart. Love is the strongest weapon known to this universe. It is a lifestyle, a motivation, a concept, a philosophy, a weapon, a story... It's just a word to encompass all things made in this universe.. the very essence of the conservation of energy. That is why the poets called this God's love... his benevolence. God is merely a metaphor. Silly humans and their artistic nature, drama was surely to become spirituality in the form of religion.
To love yourself, is to literally wield the strongest potential that you were made to possess. And by also giving another the key to your destruction allows you to finally conceive your world, and then go forth to manifest it without the dual burden of the Conservation of Energy.
When you hand your key away, you accept the hatred in your heart as being a part of you, but not the whole of you. By letting go of that dual aspect of you, you became the only conservation (as provided by duality) that would take its place: Love. Thus from that point on, you began rebuilding yourself.
By handing that key away, you're not allowing them to destruct you, they cannot destruct you because you are no longer a being that they can destroy. It is a fiction of the past. You are now a being of love--- A master of the universe.
What is the most hurtful thing that someone or anyone has ever done to you?
I am the man I am today thanks to giving that key away, and not just giving one key, but giving an identical set to each person I meet, in some small way or another. It might not be conceptualized at that moment, but I hand it out upon first meeting. A long time ago, I was that one vulnerable child in early school. Yup, that was me--the easily-picked-on kid, the easily-made-fun-of kid, the byproduct of a failed, abusive marriage, a traumatized, problem child in the making, and children being the easily-influenced by their parents as examples and yet highly psychic young beings that they are.. took well to disposing a person who was easily-disposed to the world at large.
I went through life knowing scars on my emotional skin that children learned from their environments, parents, and thus, creating their behaviors and dispositions to me. Like grown society, child society acts as the successor of such a world. They respond and behave to a world based on their earliest understandings of the environment and its interactions. It is by instinct of our human brain to adapt to its surroundings and condition itself accordingly.
Children can be just as cruel as their predecessors, I learned. I lacked something called "love." I never felt it, perhaps even in my entire childhood, I never felt it. To this day, I fumble around for an idea of what love could mean to me. I discover many ideas, and come to many themes of thinking based on past experience and study of the interactions of all around. Within it all, I toss my hands in the air, and accept that no logic could provide me with a formal answer.
Like a broken knee that is never allowed to heal due to excessive walking, the world constructs a spirit of hurt-based essence. Like what was expressed before, children are the byprouct of their environments, as are all people. I am reminded of Tabula Rasa, but a more arcane, and significant expression comes to mind, one of a most simplest logic: "You are what you eat." And as so, if blue cloth was used to make a jacket, it wouldn't surely be introduced as an orange jacket.
The most hurtful thing a person could ever do to me is physically hurt me or make me feel that I don't matter, or have a place in this world--alienation. That is the most damaging thing a person could do to me.
The poets speak of love as a mystery. They have even denounced it as a proper noun in disguise. They have, within their own interpretations of what defines as accuracy, intelligently disguised the greatest weapon of all time. You see, love is a moment. Much like how matter is a moment. Would you say an atom has a past? A future? Religion has properly and intelligently disguised love.
I know of a most invexatious secret therein. Have you ever wondered what makes us tick? What keeps us going? What makes us get up when we fall? Why we're so resilient? Why love seems to be so controversial? Why no two people have the same definition of what love means to them?
Love is a moment.
Have you ever wondered why love and good conquers evil? Well love, like any label, was just a name to call something. Love is the very essence of that which creates, and by human logic, that which creates, had the ability therein to destroy by conception of duality. Love is the framework of the universe. We honor that connection through our interaction with other humans. It is in love, all things derived-- affection, intimacy, pleasure, companionship, etc.
Love goes much beyond just its simple associations. The poets were smart. Love is the strongest weapon known to this universe. It is a lifestyle, a motivation, a concept, a philosophy, a weapon, a story... It's just a word to encompass all things made in this universe.. the very essence of the conservation of energy. That is why the poets called this God's love... his benevolence. God is merely a metaphor. Silly humans and their artistic nature, drama was surely to become spirituality in the form of religion.
To love yourself, is to literally wield the strongest potential that you were made to possess. And by also giving another the key to your destruction allows you to finally conceive your world, and then go forth to manifest it without the dual burden of the Conservation of Energy.
When you hand your key away, you accept the hatred in your heart as being a part of you, but not the whole of you. By letting go of that dual aspect of you, you became the only conservation (as provided by duality) that would take its place: Love. Thus from that point on, you began rebuilding yourself.
By handing that key away, you're not allowing them to destruct you, they cannot destruct you because you are no longer a being that they can destroy. It is a fiction of the past. You are now a being of love--- A master of the universe.
Dec 15, 2011
Make your own solid deodorant!
Tools:
Recipe:
Directions:
- Small spoon,
- Small mason jar or container,
- Small drinking glass,
- 3-4" Strainer,
- Small pot,
Recipe:
- 2 tbsp coconut oil
- 1 tbsp herbal infusion of (geranium leaves, cinnamon, basil, chamomile, mint)
- 3 tbsp baking soda
- 3 tbsp cornstarch
- 10-15 drops of pure lavender essential oil or pure tea tree essential oil.
Directions:
- Bring plant material on stove in water to boil then let steep 5 minutes; strain.
- Pour 1 tbsp of hot herbal infusion over 2 tbsp solid coconut oil to melt; mix together well in your drinking glass. Set aside.
- Equally mix in the mason jar or small container 3 tbsp of baking soda and 3 tbsp of cornstarch. For sensitive skin, reduce to: 2 tbsp baking soda, 4 tbsp cornstarch.
- Add in 10-15 drops of either lavender or tea tree pure essential oil
- Mix cornstarch, baking soda, and pure essential oil together well.
- Slowly stir in coconut oil and herbal infusion mixture. All of the liquid may not be needed, so do this in parts, but keep an eye on the deodorant formation. Too much water will make it runny, too little will make it powdery. Focus on the coconut oil, as it hardens the mixture at room temperature.
- Let the deodorant settle and form for 10-20 minutes, and enjoy when needed.
Dec 6, 2011
Self-deluded fools believe that they can trample me because I let go quickest, grudgery befalls the road more traveled than my own. I was a joke to many in high school, yet where now are these fools? Doped up and with ongoingly-abused children that they cannot afford, in jail, or rotting somewhere being nobody of notoriety. Some escaped through the "lines that have always meant to be read between," but they'll just be whispers that melded equally into the mediocrity of such a demanding and taxing society. Where will I be? Somewhere with those few wise ones who imperviously escaped the dramas of the yesteryears. I'll be avoiding, with them, all of that monotonous, disparaging, "hustle and bustle" world and supplementing it for one of my own fabrication. I don't need in my life any of these deformed oddities that dare call themselves Human, a title once honorably earned long ago by true patrons of earth, taunting me, jeering at me, judging me, and placing such a significance over this precedence that they cling to so unwantonly. These stagnant, cesspools of human desperation dwell around and believe that their immorality is such splendor, true euphoria, each bite of food they ingest, each product they consume, and each insult they spray like wild fire; such laughter filled within, a slaughter of their own reverence. See, I don't even laugh, for I have compassion, and I seek to lend a hand to those who will take it without the pride-complex. I harbor nothing but compassion, genuine concern for. While I'm dancing to the tune of my own telling, many are groveling in despair to the melodious elegy of their own lives. I seek a better resort of life for this peculiar, yet profound, existence of mine. I coexist with these unfortunate ones, poor of the wealth of wisdom, and I take compassion, no sympathy, compassion, and in the midst of all this emotional, mental, societal, spiritual, physical, and conceptual warfare, I remain consistently hopeful for a brighter future, and each attack, each convoy, each soldier that projects fear-laden hatred-based sin upon my walls, I deflect them all with that little inner voice who tells me that "I can," and I know that I can, because I say so, and any cackling baboon out there who believes that they're going to bring me to my maker has an arrogance as a strong as the very seams of my own observant skill. I am silent and hopeful, yet quick like a snake when in danger. Laugh at will, folks, for it truly is a divine comedy act, yet I sit behind the curtains in essence, lingering there like a plotting playwright, and I scribe away my brilliance. We each have the power to write out our own destiny. They call it "free will." So dear folks, you are free to will and be willed by, and simply just, I will be free.
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You all think that I'm defenseless, that I'm nice, that I'm ditsy, eccentric, and frilly because I'm open, happy, content, genuine, honest, and true? We all have a melting point, mine is set moderately high. Very infrequently do feeble-minded simpletons, like those who carry these prejudgments of me with them, get to see just how cruel, and heartless I can be. Unlike most of you twats, I don't carry the same baggage as you do, I let go the heavy BS in life, and unlike most of you lost souls, I know exactly who I am, and I'm doing far better on a spiritual level than you could ever hope to surmount to. Your insults don't affect me, nor does your mockery. So in the most elegant, layman way: Suck my ass.
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You all think that I'm defenseless, that I'm nice, that I'm ditsy, eccentric, and frilly because I'm open, happy, content, genuine, honest, and true? We all have a melting point, mine is set moderately high. Very infrequently do feeble-minded simpletons, like those who carry these prejudgments of me with them, get to see just how cruel, and heartless I can be. Unlike most of you twats, I don't carry the same baggage as you do, I let go the heavy BS in life, and unlike most of you lost souls, I know exactly who I am, and I'm doing far better on a spiritual level than you could ever hope to surmount to. Your insults don't affect me, nor does your mockery. So in the most elegant, layman way: Suck my ass.
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