In writing of the earth
Let us remember
How soft she was
The sharp edges realized by
Our own naivety
She meant just to nourish
That we could flourish
Into oblivion
Yet she holds us close
Still
So let us love her
Before one of us
Has to go
∘ ● ∘
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Within the collective physical manifestation of society lies the brains upon the floors of individual craniums, of which provides support for the entity that provides power to the subsequent actions that in turn fuel its own existence. In consideration of the ego to this extent, it may be scary to think about the connection between each other’s brains as that sounds like it would be an invisible concept. The truth of the matter is not as plain as say a cup of coffee in front of you on the desk. It is rather straight forward enough if we believe thoughts to be true sentiments, no less so than the cup of coffee. Albeit the appearance of non existentance, there is a force that is excreted by a brain’s neural circuitry, thus inducing physical properties to coarse through the physical entity that is one’s own being. This may sound astounding if we take into account what this means, and that is the thought is a fucking real thing! It’s almost unbelievable to a literal extent. Yet so be it that the thought in itself is a pulse of fury or fancy that flows on the wires of our imaginations. Or is it our imaginations? May be it one whole imagination that gifts us all the choice to either create our own realm or instead embark on the realms of others so that we may live vicariously through their creations? Either of which seem to content the individual, but yay be it not the point, albeit a good one. Nay, one must instead consider the implications of such a standard of being, that is to say if we are all secretly gardeners of each other’s fates, in both the worst and best of ways, not to mention the meh of ways, such be it the grays, and thus this matters! That is so much to say that in fact the imagination is, if you have not figured it out by now, a massive arena where the most playful to the most sleepy go to play forever and beyond! In so being relevant to the cure of current state of affairs, may we embark past this original fear of the collective then? For based on my reasoning, that is if you agree, then you are going to be doing it anyway.
To such a degree, consider with me the dreams, maybe they’re only my dreams, though this is highly unlikely, that we can achieve agreement on the most base of reasoning among us, that is to say that we disdain the violence beset against each other and against ourselves and against our loved ones. This reading may likely never reach the eyes that need to read it the most, yet endeavor with me as the thoughts for a fate towards an everlasting humanity that endeavors upon the stars together will become the words of logic within the new generations lexicon.
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What can I say to convince you all to commit acts of peace that engrain the human race within the fabrics of the Earth in such a way that brings it everlasting life and infinite nourishment? What would it take to convince not only you, but myself, to not act in vain of another human being? Must we apologize to each other first for the sins we’ve committed against one another? Then what about forgiveness? When will the call from heaven radiate through our soul into our 3rd dimensional sphere, the planet we call home? What of predators? What of prey and the circle of life? Is it so farfetched to think we have total control over wildlife at this point in our intellectual potentiality? The probability points to almost most positive, considering humans are the leading cause of extinction among animals and forests in today’s day in age. We yearn to be such better humans, and so to what degree? Dare I direct the entirety of the human race? What simpleton would even spare a passing glance at this non-tiktok? Fuck it hurts not knowing the answers. You just want better after seeing so many bad things happening in the world. What can one body do? How much power over money allocation can one individual maintain in the process of infiltrating, perhaps, at least to some degree, a violent system in which seems to punish and rarely seeks to heal. God bless those who pursue the healing arts, especially in the likes prisons. Then be it, let us bless the healing realm with our words: thank you and we shall reflect on certain healings, although forgive my lack of knowledge within the arena of medical jargon; we heal ourselves first and foremost when we wake, almost weak from wandering worlds beyond consciousness, an act in itself an ultimate healing process (sleep) .
Then why not be it that we continue the route by healing ourselves further to a conscious extent in undertaking activities that stimulate our senses into a waking state, no matter what the circumstances. Even breathing brings about healing to the individual, so lay there and breathe if you must, through whatever emotions have beset you in that moment, I am granting you words of supports in endeavoring upon the next topic, that is that healing oneself carries over with it the innate ability to heal others. This may sound like a woowoo statement, at least on the surface. If we take into consideration the actual scientific reckoning of improving one’s own life having a grand, if gradual, ultimately positive impact on the surrounding lives, then what can we ascertain on the macro that we can’t afford the former, that is to say the micro, that is to say that small moment of healing that is but emerging from one’s deep, restful slumber (of which in itself, if yet automatic, is the top healing mechanism prescribed by medical people). Should we meditate on sleep? Have you not earned your rest? You tired soul, no one yearns for your muscles as much as your loving bed. I care not for the wondering of sarcasm in this moment if you think that be the tone of the writing. Nay, there be no more time to waste. Healing must begin immediately. First, look no further than understanding a good night’s rest, even if to just lay in the darkness with your eyes closed and mind shut off to the world to only listen to itself, that is to say letting our brains bask in the unconscious well of infinite resources, then this will be the beginning of peace in our conscious realm, i.e. the waking state.
In continuing, we will need to embark with each other into understanding the collective consciousness, and what power we have over it not being acted upon fast enough or with enough gusto, at least us peace lovers. We need not fear treading upon the dreams of the felt forgotten, for we never forgot them, and we are holding them in our hearts at all times. Though we may be shy to admit it in the physical manifestation of the matter, let us remember to embark on healing, and that our dreams are a well for us to use to water such gardens of peaceful growth.
To be continued, everlasting
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Thoughts of the Water Bearer ♒︎ – December
December 2, 2015
December 4, 2015
long time no see as always. Shit has gotten pretty ugly w/ ******** which is a shame cuz ***** been having **** *** (***** good) But that’s what I get for being a giant faggot. *** made it too easy though and truth be told, it was probably the best thing that could’ve happened to ** considering *** circumstances. What has past has past though, and there is nothing I can do now but wait, react, and be the best Robby B I can be.
Things haven’t been so bad otherwise. Coach ***** is an awesome mentor and seeing Coach ******* die this past week really put into perspective how mortal you and the ones you know really are. There’s been a lot of deaths lately which is sad but refreshing in an odd way. At least we continue to prove that life goes on after death, no matter how heart wrenching that death may be.
I know several people who have told me they want to live ’till they’re nice and ripe and on the other hand I’ve had people tell me they’d rather die young, like 30. So far, other than *****, I’m the only person I know that pretty much just wants to die. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t WANT to die. I don’t think anyone truly WANTS to die, they just get tired of what little life offers them.
I think writing my thoughts down can be healthy as it has helped me take my mind off ********, oh ********. I really fucked that up. To be honest though, I have plenty of reason to just give up. But I won’t. Why? The most accurate answer I can give you is that you simply can’t explain some things. My farts smell like turkey : )
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Thoughts of the Water Bearer ♒︎ – September
September 11, 2015
What a wonderful day the sky presents us with on this day that will go down in American history as worthy of a black ribbon. But let’s not dive too deep into the subject, as there are those who, if they ever read this, could be very fragile to sore thoughts or the matter and will anything w/ their might to twist and turn words to make you out to be one of the ***** ***** or those ******. But yah, beautiful day just south of the pentagon in Northern VA. They say the devil lives in each and every one of us (just like God) and it’s up to us and our free will to refuse his temptations. Let me tell you, these are some very fun activities the “devil” is tempting us with. Now, I never used to feel any sort of presence when I’d give into temptation, but as of late, my sins have led me to believe I have a certain sarcastic voice that is very honest and real and hurtful going on in my head. It’s this deep, growly voice, almost like a distorted version of my own that pops its head in my thought process every once in a while. It was most active when I took the research chemical at the Nationals game. In religious terms, you could say I felt a tad possessed. There were so many evil thoughts of temptation rushing through my mind (ex: I was completely comfortable w/ the idea of me rushing across the stands, jumping over the wall that separates players and people (people and people) and running across the field). To be honest he’s in my head right now tempting me w/ the idea that writing in this stupid little notebook is a gay ass waste of time but I digress (hoping I used the word correctly there). This “devils” presence in my has grown rapidly within me and it used to scare me and it still does but I’ve begun to accept and enjoy it. It has made me a lot less afraid of things that would have previously held me back in my pursuits of happiness.
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Thought of the Water Bearer ♒︎ – August
August 31, 2015
The awkwardness that the average person feels when conversing with another is rather annoying. One would either need to be drugged up or slightly psychotic in the head to be able to act like themselves. Now, granted in some cases, someone will find room inside of sanity to express their normality but not unless they feel comfort w/ the setting or have become blissfully ignorant to the situation.
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Thoughts of the Water Bearer ♒︎ – The Walk home
Words cannot begin to describe
what I’m seeing right now
This is an adventure
light everywhere
we overuse it greatly
so many colors
The moon is
It no longer hurts me
Just watching is fun
…
I am sitting in the middle of a parking lot, the sky is unbelievable
It’s a wonder how
The moon is telling me
a story . . . I have to follow
it out of the light
–
I have decided to decline
the moons offer of truth
though it is tempting
beyond belief
There is a whole nother
world that I must
experience
The truths the moon
offers are rather spectacular
to say the least, and a
clear beautiful night does
tickle one’s fancy, but I
understand that there will
be great truth again, when
the time is right.
For tonight though, I must
decline the moons offer
into the truth for it
seems safe to say I
will cry
…
I have always been
one to look up
The moon is rather
evil
the moon knows the
truth, you see the moon
seems to have this
special bondage with
the earth, before I
continue on my story
feeling, let me
say that this acid
trip is but an enhancement
of everything I can distinguish
without its help
It seems we all usually
seek for what’s new and
easy to behold when in
actuality it is among us
all the time. Most of us
seem to want to live for the
constant new vision and we
simply do not take the
time to sit down and look
at what’s around us
from the tiniest of noises
to the grandest of light,
we seem to all wish this
pursuit of grand happiness
living so quickly when
we do not see what’s right
in front of our eyes
But that is our way
we push and we push
constantly in hot pursuit
of the great
unknown, but for now
at least, won’t you sit
and listen to the story
I have to tell you
So the moon… this
sneaky bitch totally tried
to get me to walk into
the woods, with promises
of great truths and
shit. Don’t get me wrong
those stars looked
fantastic. I couldn’t breath
they were so captivating
But I could tell the
moon had terrible intentions
with my physical self
…
Earth is old
Humans have already
beaten the system, now
we are too bored to do
anything except kill
ourselves and start
anew
…
a message to myself,
do not worry young friend.
the best has yet to come.
Stay true to yourself, enjoy the
littlest things, for it is those
little things that bring you
the greatest truths.
I don’t even recall writing that
There are so many small
things all around how do I
know what to focus on? When
I’m enraged with one, it
seems rather consistent that
another comes and needs to
take its place. But that’s
what the Sagittarius has
been trying to tell you
she knows that deep within
you, you are the happiest
most fantastic being she has
ever witnessed. She is
so great I love my sag.
I cannot tell you the world
I was once in. It was a
very dark and cold zone.
I didn’t really know how to
carry my aquarian ways without
losing myself within them.
I had a sit-down with God earlier.
We had quite the char. He
continues to whisper in my
ears. God doen’t seem to
like the fact that we
title God with physical
titles like “he” or “she”
(he made that quite clear
as he yelled into my ear
with grand prominence)
God is telling me
a lot of cool stuff yo.
I should record myself
honestly no I shouldn’t
it would be rather creepy.
Someone on drugs does not
have the capacity to handle
themselves among those who
have elected sobriety. Reading
back on this I’m sure
most will question what God
told me. God is with each
and every one of us at all
seconds of life. To forget
that God is with us is
to forget ourselves. Now
do not take God as any
titled religion or faith of
sorts. God is the name
I know God by.
There is no
secret right, the truth is
always there, we simply
elect not to follow its path
at times, which unfortunately
leads to sinning. We can’t
seem to wrap our heads
around the concept of a
circle, so maybe we should use
the circle as an
indicator of God. God
isn’t there. We all want this
greater than life-esq being
to exist, BUT PLEASE TELL
ME WHAT IS GREATER
THAN LIFE??? It seems
we’re all in this constant
rush to die when there’s
this fantastic way of
happiness which is by just
to live. I hope this
all makes sense when I
look back at it.
AQ! Remember to not let
yourself down anymore!
things are lookin’ up dude!
there’s so much good on the
way all the time
I know there was
that rough patch where you
didn’t know what the fuck
was going on. You were
constantly in fear of
everything. There is no need
to be afraid anymore my
good friend. The tales you
have to tell come plenty
and the ears of those
who wish to listen will
perk at all times. Your
physical actions are fun, but
nothing is more soothing than
a sweet lay around
session w/ a love or
even a sweetheart . . . 😉
You do not live to impress
others, you live to be happy
and if another wishes
to be happy along with you,
they can join along.
Get that smiley face tattoo
on your ass. You know
you’re dying to make a
fool of yourself
while finding out how it
feels to get a tattoo:
If she could hear
my truest thoughts, she
would be so happy.
I’m envious of the mind of
a girl. It is their
minds that keep rest some
of the most dangerous of
creatures. I am glad there
are ones like friends who
keep questions floating
around. Funny friends, fantastic
air signs; The Gemini is
one for the ages to say
in the very least. One
and another are cancers
alike, along with another at
their finest. Scorpio be it,
if I could find myself foolish enough to
recognize that. Leo is the
lion that is God blessed
in his heart and may his feet
take him where his mind
may not sometimes. Libra
is the fiery feline at
present being themselves
though I may not know
them well, I know them
quite well!
…
The end of the water
bearer’s trip –
Well it seems I have grown
quite tired and I know I want
to get up quite soon to entertain
the Harvest Goddess.
(which i love to do, though
most would not deem it so lightly)
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Thoughts of the Water Bearer ♒︎ – May
May 7, 2015
Last night was interesting to say the very least. I said quite a few things to her, quite a few honest things. It’s amazing how angry a person gets when they hear honesty come from someone’s mouth. My mind ended up in another zone again. the only time I really see the alternate world (without the use of drugs) is when I find myself in a state where my personality is dictated heavily by emotions. To describe the world’s even to myself is somewhat difficult. One world was completely white and seemed smoothed over yet fuzzy at the same time. The other was this somewhat distorted kind of world where there was no middle ground between small and large or white and black. Maybe I shouldn’t have taken that acid. Of course, maybe Steve Jobs shouldn’t have as well or bill gates.
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