Monday, September 17, 2018

Find something to do and keep doing it until you drop dead; period.

While sitting in my room, I decided to watch myself do something on video. Unsatisfied with the turnout, I then realized that I must be crazy for doing what I'm watching myself do. I then turned the video off and later turned it back on and said to myself, "I don't care what other people think, I'm going to keep doing what I'm doing anyway. Eventually I'll get it right."

Saturday, September 15, 2018

The all seeing eye

Oh, look at what she's doing. I don't see her or him, but the walls are there. A projected image connected to string theory as gravity pulls them together. She and He made a vow with someone else but they break it with each other. I don't see it, I don't feel it because I don't know it's happening. Once it's all over, I find myself in a small room looking at a dead man on a cross wondering if I sold my soul to the devil. After a while another female friend comes along, but this time I decide to walk away. For my eyes have seen the light and an innocent man has been blinded by his own fears. The earth has planted me on the ground and once the light comes on, the eyes will see the truth. Only I can open my eyes, only I can imagine the image of what I refuse to believe. They messed it up for the next person in line, I close my eyes in pain and hide in the dark, then a tear falls to the floor. The tear is there for a reason. It begins to rain.

Thursday, August 23, 2018

Journey to the End of the World

Deep below the ocean, far beyond the blue sky, there's a vast body of energy. The energy is infinite, like sperm racing to an egg. Forgive me for being too blunt, but my description of what I'm witnessing is somewhat of a vague dream. I hear something loud, something like an instrument. It sounds like an adult playing something from the brass section of horns. I awake and look at my hands and I don't see anything. It's all feelings and emotions, something like living without a body, if it were possible. My mind begins to race as I search for a vessel, something to hold onto, but all I see is a bright light. I then notice two white horses and an open book with many languages and a vast body of ice floating across the seas with dead prostitutes and dead kings frozen inside of the ice. Their blood fills the ocean water while new life emerges from the ocean on the backs of black horses. I close my eyes. I'm afraid of how far my imagination will take me. The tranquility of home is no more. I don't want to look at what's coming next. I then hear a voice calling me; I open my eyes, only to be deceived by a woman who takes my hand and rubs it across her stomach. "In me is a seal that I want you to open," she says. Her force is too strong, I can't resist. I look into her eyes and I see the fate of an entire generation. I notice a dagger in her right hand and a crown of thorns on her head. Her tongue is like that of a snake, she has been set free. I fall to my knees while realizing that some bird like human with wings has rescued me from her wrath. Flying through the sky, I notice a rainbow in the distance. Then I see a bridge made of solid gold. The human bird like creature drops me on the top of a mountain made of pure crystal. In the distance I hear a crowd screaming holy, holy, holy at a group of children with their ears covered. "Are we all just beings that have been thrown out of heaven?" the children scream back. There's a poor man on top of the mountain with me, he calls me over to him and puts my hand on another seal. He then shows me the fate of twelve rich men swimming in gold. Instructing me to open up the seal, he flees and jumps into the sea of gold to save the rich men who would not save him. I cut the seal with my nail, only to open up a book with a body of fire sweeping across a deserted planet. I've seen too much. I fall to my knees with no understanding of why I'm seeing what I'm seeing. I try to regain my consciousness but whatever force is keeping me in the state of mind that I'm in, it must not want me to wake up. Blinded by a cool light, I go further. I then wake up naked in a tub with doctors rushing to check my vitals. Deep in the adrenaline rush to save my life, all I can see with a few blinks of my eyes is a pool of pills and patients walking like zombies. Trying to gain consciousness, I fall to the floor, and out of the corner of my eye, I see a rabbit peeking through the window. A doctor then stabs me with a needle and I quickly go under, I comprehend nothing that the doctors are doing together. I'm lost in my own world. "This world is mysterious," I whisper to myself. In that thought, I wake-up on an operating bed and see people looking at me through a thick set of glass walls. I rise from the bed and begin punching on the glass, I stop when I see my family, they seem older. I've surpassed them in knowledge. Most of them have been overcome with the woes of life. Realizing that I'm the last male left in my bloodline, I try to come to grips with what is happening around me. After coming in and out of consciousness, I begin to write my thoughts down on a tablet in the room. It's evident that I've reached the end of all thinking. I've reached the end of all knowledge. Everything has been used up. In search for more meaning to life, I've been left alone in this huge room, pounding on a wall made of pure glass, only to realize that no one is listening, everyone has moved on. I'm in my own universe and I've fallen too deep into my own thoughts. Deep in misunderstanding and lost in all eternity. Drowning in sorrow and regret, the lights go out and the darkness of space takes away my air. My soul leaves my body as my spirit floats away to the beginning of time. My spirit floats away to the source. In the process, I see a female goddess in the distance, she doesn't seem satisfied; I also notice a male deity holding a lamb. I'm seeing things from every point of view. This must be the end. Out of my body and out of my mind, I turn my attention to what's going on below me. There's no land underneath me, I've reached the end of the world. There's nothing left. I've entered a whole new world, the journey never ends. I've reached a new beginning.

Thursday, August 16, 2018

The Comfort Message

When we were youngsters it almost seemed like the people passing would live forever. I guess that’s why we should appreciate what we have in the present and hope that we prepare well enough for the future while letting go of the past.

Wednesday, August 8, 2018

HOPE

If you're reading this then you've been searching.
A person can spend their entire life in search for something to live for.
Words are amazing because they have meaning and power.
Words can be motivating.
After a word is spoken it can give a person a reason to feel some form of positive energy, some form of life.
Death may come to everything on this earth but only hope can help us believe in eternal life.
Keep HOPE alive my friend, it may be the only thing left for some.
I chose this word today because I know it can fuel the soul.
HOPE.

Sunday, August 5, 2018

The Madhouse

They say a man is never truly in his right mind until he can comprehend peace.
The truth is that even when he is at peace, he is still trying to avoid war.
Then there's what they call: "The Madhouse."

It was a normal day that soon turned into a deadly one. Women with blond hair, some pink and red screaming bloody mary. It was scary, I somehow ended up in another dimension. It may sound fiction but they actually prescribed me some medicine because I acknowledged the madness. Homeless children running the streets, schools empty with adults in mental daycare. The normal was only a thought. The normal was only a vision. Digital images pulsing from above with women flashing from left to right. The normal was only in the imagination. Pills scattered in the streets, unreal sounds being pumped through the speakers. I myself became a victim with no stable life at home, no wife. She too had been consumed by the madness. It was evident that some type of force wanted me out of the picture. Torn by the subliminal messages it was evident that a new world of death and madness was alive and well. Noticing a familiar name on the radio, another name I knew, lost in the chaos. In the blink of an eye, people had become victims of their own fears. Women and men afraid to bond. Brothers and sisters plagued by their own unhappiness. In my own sorrow, I found the only weapon that would get me back in order. Noticing the light shining off of my ancient sword I read every word on the sharp blade. When I laid down to rest, I placed it by my bedside. I had come to understand that my sword was my only protection. With it, I refused to live in fear but would use it to kill the madness. Awaken by chaos, I began to swing, humbled by the truth, I refused to blend in. Slicing and dicing, I stood my ground. Exhausted from the war, I saw a way out. Dashing through the light, seeping through the door, I escaped to live another day. Watching as the madhouse burned to the ground, I stood there with my sword in my hand and was grateful to still be in my right mind. The homeless children followed me to safety and I began to teach them the way.

Sunday, July 15, 2018

Laws and Rules of Greatness

When you feel great, great things happen.
Greatness can only come from greatness.
Once you become great, everyone around you will be great too.
Greatest, is another form of greater, it's a better way to be great.
Everything that's great must stay great to make more greatness.
Greatness is a great word that means great in a greater form.
Everyone is born great, but must practice greatness on a day to day basis to die great and be great in the afterlife.
When you wake up feeling great, the day will be great.
Stay focused on greatness, it will make others around you focus on greatness also.
Too much greatness can give people a reason to slack-off and lose touch with the miracle that's been shown right before their very eyes.
Greatness is the way, someone who builds a pyramid or a tall building can make greatness seem easy, these are the people that have mastered greatness, flock to them so that you too can be a part of something greater.
Don't get caught not feeling great or you'll lose some of your greatness.
Some people don't understand greatness because they lack greatness, it's up to you to rub your greatness on them to balance things out.
Two people can't be great at one time, some days one person may be greater than the other.
If you're not great when someone else is greater, work harder for a week and try again to be great, I guarantee that you'll feel greater and achieve greatness. 
A draw or tie score is a sign that there's a balance in greatness, this shows that people can be equal when attempting to win at greatness.
Even in war and strife, greatness can emerge, but the discussion of peace during the war, proves that even in war, people can still be great.
At mid day, if you don't feel great, take a nap and wake up, look in the mirror, and tell yourself that you're great.
Washing, working, confidence and singing are all forms of greatness.
When someone dies trying to reach greatness, keep their story alive, so others will understand what it takes to strive for greatness.
Greatness is good, when others don't understand greatness, it's up to someone great to teach them what greatness is.
You can lose greatness when you forget that you're born great.
Birth into a great world is enough evidence that everything is great.
When it can't be done, greatness shows that it can.
Does talking about greatness make you feel great?
Everything great—is great.
Anyone losing touch with their greatness, needs to be counseled back into greatness.
Greatness evolves with time and your heart must beat to the drums of a great beat.
Show people the way, emerge from the mountain with greatness on your mind.
Thou shall be great.
Thou shall feel great.
Practice greatness and you'll understand greatness.
Once you understand greatness, you'll feel and be great.
Greatness is good.
Greatness is great.