Relaxing in Chaos

I've an idea I ain't the only one thinking these days....

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~Relaxing in Chaos~

(inspired by Sharon)

I know how it feels. That fairly unexplainable emotion that is evoked upon realization that ‘reality’ might not be all that realistic. That anger and sorrow and hopelessness of mind that comes with knowing the ‘dream’ was the illusion, and the progress was nil.

I know. It is hard to give Belief it’s wings, and let go of an…Existence.
I mean, we have the Right to have this and that, right?

It once occurred to me, after bringing him back to my life, that the inner child, if he/she is not dead, will not let you stand and stare.
For you have already seen.

With sharp sting, and the blink of an eye, one can be transformed into Free and it will scare the hell right out of you.
For me, the weight of TenThousandVerguenzas committed in the name of God, came to rest, directly in my field of Vision.

This might mean there is no security. And worse, no Luxury or Comfort as there are two too many children crying in Vain on this globe, we proudly call Mother.

Moreso, I noticed that Fault and Blame, are elusive over generation and are erroneously applied often. I stopped blaming and proclaiming ultimatums in that moment.

Should one be conflicted,...thinking irrationally..
‘What will I do??’ and also become aware of exponentially larger griefs concerning Humanity…….rejoice.

If you have ever had your voice quaver from fright or anger but not know which for the weight of the words,
Then you have been on hallowed ground.
If you suddenly weigh the church and state and find them lacking, yet hesitate to deal them the blade, for care of the children…..well..
Be confused, and let it spin round and round as you go….

But:
Feel happy. Your hesitation was not cowardice. It was Love.

 

It really pisses one off when you read the periodicals and see the holy church thing has some nasty skeletons lurking about. Then you get pissed more that you had the capacity to joke it off.
While satirically complaining about the greedy sociopathic freaks who the People have Elected to State.

Sometimes, I look at myself in disgust in the mirror, so I know I am still real.

It is hard to eat, when you Know the Origin.

Ecstasy is knowing this without letting it own you.

Anger is a monster, it changes fundamentally, most existing paradigms. It should never be wielded in Ego, it will be red and reckless, and cadavres will lay about stinking.

And then we get guilt. Yay.

It will make your life a wasteland of sour notes as sure as a gremlin twisting your tuning gears this way and that as you perform your life’s work before only yourself.

This is exactly how the Elitist Pigs come to be who they are, the writhing debacles of creation that they are.

 

Anger is as strong as the Ocean, but it’s color must lie deep in the guts, blue and cold, and then, one can rule the All.
Practice the chord of BlueAnger, the life song will Cause the violin to wail and the cello to march and the oboe… can carry your Aminor mind to the place of Peace.

And then it will rain pepperoni pizza and we forget about our victims.
Well, don’t forget, we are Incarnate.

So the economy collapsed and one had a grip of time to burn, being, as it were, unslaved.
Or unemployed, depending on how high in the Tree you sit.
And you became familiar with the odd tool, the DigiMonstrosity known in the beginning as the Information Superhighway.
As you clicked your way into the language, and allowed it some loose reign in your parameter, you became Aware.

 Oh, you can give me that look, but I’m not talking about PornTube or Rotten.com. I’m talking about all the other stuff.
After your primary curiosities are satisfied, if indeed, they are.

I suppose for me, shockingly provocative pornography, so evil that I was sure I would burst into flame from the very image of, and horrific crime scene photos, and burned schools full of children after a ‘smart bomb’ went astray,…….
…. was just a brighter light on what I was well aware of, from a physical and spiritual nature.

It occurred to me then, and it should occur to anyone, who thinks they need a Key to get out of the Box,

that I might not.

Have to conform, that is... 
and that I was not who I had been told, and I could consider this a complete loss or a new beginning. Either way, I was right, the Wrong being only in pretending that the sky was not going to fall. Which is also rather liberating, after you are done cursing god and state and throwing up the bile of your personal version of ‘Society’.
It’s so Fun!
Me and ‘social responsibility’ had a pow-wow, and he left all pissed off that I had taken his power from him. He took most of my friends and all of my family with him.

Talk about being born again....sheesh...
Truthfully, I didn’t figure on them anyway, and how could I say there was no magic when I had known this from childhood days, playing away endless summertime?

This often becomes a thing in things I think, thus things I say, and only the Select eat it and smile.
So, how do you like it?
Your coffee, I mean.

With the abject horror of War and the Beauty of the spider doing geometry with wind calculations, who feels small?
I do. The more I learn, the less significant I feel, as I realize,
I know nothing, really.

Consider..... that if you notice the noose tightening, and you wonder if the devil they talked about when you used to go to church might be real, I think he was the poor fool at the pulpit, and yes, he is the guy in front of the flag now. He is the guy who sells you all you own on time. And who owns your livelihood. And that livelihood has a bill attached to it too, a balloon payment, due yesterday,
In Water.

So, big deal, I went around the world and discovered Rome.
Nothing.
I am sharing this information because I have it.
The same as I do with my money.
When I have it.
If you take a pencil and attach it to the north pole, the precession of the equinox, over 26,ooo yrs draws a cool pentagram with Unbelievable Detail over vast distances, in the darkness of the night.
So, our Mother is an artist, aye?
Trust me,
There is no need to worry about this incarnation,
It is a Matrix.
But much grander than the one implied by the movie.
More like a Labyrinth, really

That which is dead, never lived, and the opposite is also true.

There is a storm coming, it's okay because now, we can...

Do as we feel as we say.