Roses or Shit

If all you see is the “positive” in life
you have rose covered lenses

If all you see is the “negative” in life
you have shit covered lenses

Some say to seek balance between the two
or you could just take the shit and roses off and have clear lenses

Perpetuating Confusion With Preconception

There is a detour from clarity for every false intention.  One must become capable of receiving clarity rather than searching for clarity or they will only find a reaction to their own preconception, ending up with more questions and confusion than when they began.

The Problem With Eugenics

The problem with eugenics is that it is understood as a breeding program focused on genetics to create a better society.  The capabilities of our vessel undeniably far surpass our interest to utilize it.  What good does it do to upgrade a car if the driver has no intention to master it?

Identity Like Time

Identity is much like time.  We do not know how to exist without it, but it only serves as a limitation to our free will.  A truly free person is not bound by any identity that would restrict their choices or perception.  They would know no insecurity, have no face to save and nothing to prove.  At any given point, they could choose to be anything with the awareness that they are nothing, namely the vessel they reside in which all of their peers seem to identify each other with.

The Alchemical Worker

All life is the expression of invisible forces which spawn from what is generally referred to as God.  You can destroy the vessels that are moved by undesirable (or desirable) forces, but you cannot destroy the force itself.  It will re-manifest with quantum behavior, showing up where you may not expect it.  An alchemical worker understands how to move these forces and how to be moved by them without being helpless to their will. 

Interest

Man shows more interest

in being served conveniences

than finding the value

in life experiences

Happy Philosophical Valentine’s Day

In this physical form

forgetting we are eternal

births a gift to forget

and live as a mortal

Nostalgia is the afterlife

of moments past cherished

without forgetting eternity

this experience would perish

Your love is a light to

fill my soul while we exist

nothing so substantial

would spawn from eternal bliss

- Travis The Traveler

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