
5:48 AM • Quite wet
7:07 AM ∘ Experienced the gym -> leg day ♡
To bring about the notice of what is
right with the world ∘ ∘ ∘
an emergence of a true sense of identity
The flaming sword is handed to you by the archangel Michael, of which you use to smite down the demon that seeks to reap the Earth of what we’ve sewn, thus carrying out your divine will as the blade pierces its heart.
“Professional production” (6/18/25)
Caring about the people around you
…
a train is passing by me
←∘➙ ✧
(6/19/25)
To be a blessing
& you’ll be blessed
God, take my reigns
A working glory
“Character is destiny” (6/20)
What’s your character?
(6/21/25)
May we make order from the mayhem.
𖣂
.˖𖦹⭒°。
(in educating yourself)
Ensure that your nervous system becomes your ally, not your enemy.
Perform your best!
Goal setting & Risk
Learn, play, create & flow!
Belief in jesus belief in God belief in Glory belief in the righteous belief in the undying resolution of perceptual reckoning within that which is gaining for the great collective consciousness and never falters even in the face of doubt and why not willingly wander without unwinding whereabouts we’ll wonder warily wanting wrought ways wavering underneath our beautiful human feet that traverse those mighty deserts beside such magnificent beasts as the cheetah, the leopard and tiger, why not lion, bear even, perhaps the hippo in all its glory, let us roar beside their might and never forget the passion through the air we instilled with our energy. Through this, glory is finally realized and passed on.
Lightning through the skies . Guarantee Victory for yourself and emerge from the waves a new being, that which glows in the presence of Earth as if to have carried with your physiology something unknown to the land yet familiar enough to be welcomed with open air by the rainforests and you breathe life into the rocks as the skies play between blue and black.
Shadowy silhouettes walking past green walls lit by street lights powered by the conglomerates that have meetings they go to with suits before going back to their family where his daughter got home late and had green paint on her sleeve and he wanted to ask her about it but he decided based on some stuff in a book he read he would just leave it be and let her live her life. It turned out she was working on a commissioned painting of the Earth behind her friend’s mom’s neighbor’s coffee shop who heard she was a good artist and she was planning on telling her parents when she was done and was so relieved when she noticed the paint on her jacket and no one else noticed anything.
(June 23rd, 2018)
Violence and entertainment, two concepts that don't seem like they should be in relation but most certainly are. Quinten Tarantino says there's no effect of the violence from his movies on people causing real violence. I find this to be bullshit. Violence for me personally is an utmost abomination. Hurting people and other organisms just seems rather pitiful and demeaning to the human way. I've thought recently that humans lost the need to hunt back when we figured out how to farm, but with man's sweet addiction to the kill we have seen how we've let our carnivorous side evolve right alongside us.
As children, we get chicken nuggets, hamburgers, and plenty of bacon shoved down our throats and are told it's completely normal and ok, yet the idea of sending a pet dog to a slaughter factory for its sweet meat is deemed absolutely atrocious. At least in America it seems we are full of pigs. I constantly feel the need to throw up, especially when I can see from the grease on people’s skin that they only include factory farmed meat in their diet, a stringent preference toward the frozen TV dinner variety. It's rather disgusting. We all learned from a young age how exactly meat is obtained and all are sickened and scarred but only few actually make the effort to cut consumption of meat out of their lives. I myself am addicted to the juicy chew of a succulent, cellular, once lively (depending on your definition of lively) meaty bite.
When will we collectively decide this is why we're sick? Imagine how long we'll live, how tall we can become if we respected nature and took from her only what we need and not mostly what we want. Personally, I believe war would cease to exist. The most consumed meat in the world is chicken. Chickens are the very distant relatives of the tyrannosaurus Rex. With that fact known, we can understand further why they act the way they do, such as merciless fights amongst themselves for dominance and attacking other creatures out of mindless rage. Virtually, roosters are ruthless. Their existence seems to stem around a frown. This should come as no surprise given their ancestry. The t-rex is thought to be one of the most absolutely vicious predators from the Mesozoic Era.
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