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About BurningEyes
Who Made Who...
I have my moods, sometimes I'm a prick, just because I can be. Sometimes I think so deep, I find answers that are godly. Sometimes, in my mind, I talk to myself. Sometimes, I feel rage. Sometimes I hurt people. Sometime I offer compassion. Sometimes, I pick the bully and make them regret it. Sometimes I want to be alone. I always "Stand & Be Counted" Sometimes I want to show love & hold you as we fall asleep, but I'm usually not happy with the results. Sometimes, I can't stand anyone else being around me. Sometimes, I don't want to be alone.
Should you stay or should you go...I'll let you know
I don't always feel like being the Boss, but I never feel a need to submit. Somedays, the last thing I want to do is explain something to you. There are days I'd like to just be able to work on myself, undistracted, but it's not a choice. It's ok if you don't understand, you don't need to. But for those who feel they can be better by understanding this...for you I write these "the cliff notes."
Chpt.1
I am not always in the mood to be burdened with other's needs to play puppy. I have problems of my own, decision of my own, I'm pondering my own hand, choosing my direction...but it never fails, even people who I feel are my equals, seem to feel the need to "fall in line, behind me," and I'm stuck leading the way. At work, everyone seeks my praise, as if I'm hand out the raises. If I'm in a class, everyone turns to me for guidance, as if I'm an expert. In crowds, people follow my lead without a word, always assuming I know the way. Everywhere, everyday, all the time -- when I encounter others, if they spend more than 45 minutes with me (hell-45 seconds as often as not) I'm the Boss. There's no vote, there's no request, there's no offer in return, it's just unspoken submission...and I rarely deny them, FUCK, it's not like I'm gonna let them lead me! The problem is, I'm being used. The problem is, I get very little in return. The problem is, I didn't ask for this.
Tonight, maybe I'll ask. Maybe I'll just say "I'm looking for a few worthy disciples to step forward and offer themselves, rather than ask for me."
In fact..."I'm looking for a few worthy disciples to step forward and offer themselves, rather than ask for me."
"it does as it's told" and it makes Me happy~~~
Chpt2
It's been years, since Chpt1, still the same BS, selfish servants, always wanting something in return, and what do you get? Nothing from me, they don't get the best of me, they don't even get the tibits of joy they seem to be trying to suck from my bones. All they get is my disgusted, last look. It's to the point now that when I see someone who interests me, I let them pass, I give them the unbeknown pleasure of being a prefect stranger. I stop them before the ruin the illusion. Every now and then I meet someone who I let in a little closer, I enjoy them for a time, but of course, they always want more, they want things like acknowledgment, praise, even...yes...even credit, for what?? Because you folded my pants the way I taught you and then thought you had invented it. People keep telling me it's because I make people feel like they can do anything in the world, anything I ask them too, fine, great, wonderful, just do what I ask and if you do it the way I tell you too, why do I need to praise you? You did exactly what I asked, perfect, so you did it correctly and I'm not unhappy, that has to be enough or you will never last in my life. I think I prefer to die alone, everyone is such pests. I swear to the fairytale gods, that if no one on earth ever spoke another word, I could be just as happy as I am now. And my favorite, when some worthless idiot has the nerve to say something like, "I know we've talked before, but someone has to make the first move" NO SHT! If I want you, I'll make let you know, other wise, you fkn moron, I'm being nice, but you are not EVER going to be a serious part of my life, figure it out, making the first move has never been an issue for me, and the vanity (this goes back to my making people feel able and worthy, even when I don't intend to) the vanity to think that some sorry ass, could turn a page in the book of my life, scrub, how could they tongue tie me!! Get a grip, I don't want you, or her, or that one either. So what, if in your life, no one has ever thrown themselves at your feet so, I can't bend every time it happens, I don't have time and I don't have to pick, Iam, do you understand that? Don't get me wrong, when days go by and I don't notice anyone tripping on themselves around me, I get a little bummed, I wonder if I stink or something, and YES I know that a day may come when it's all over and I could crash and find a world I don't much like, or at least dislike in a different way from what I'm feeling today. But somehow, I doubt it, Iam -- remember?! SO here's the point, if you like someone, offer yourself up and then wait, patiently, givingly, quietly, speak when spoken to, offer a little joy to the one you desire, but never rush him and NEVER think that he needs to decide, he's already decided, you just haven't caught up yet and if he hasn't told you to scram, he likes you around as you are and if he wants more, he'll let you know -- just be available. Think...at his whim and if this is to much, save him the time and trouble, kill yourself or at least disappear.
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There
is no way to share with words, that which was never never meant to be
spoken. Speech? is some other man's dream, another man's beautiful
illusion of reality. Truth is a harmony, it's felt and moves us. Can
you whistle, because if you can, I'll listen...
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This is something I wrote over a short time about a year ago. If I prayed, it would sound like this...
I am not a rock - I am the Mountain
I simply broke away and rolled down
When it is my time, I shall become dust and return to the mountain from which I came
I am not a wave - I am the Ocean
Splashing and rolling into the shore
When it is my time I shall meet the sand & wash back into the ocean from which I came
I am not a tree - I'm the entire Forest.
I am not a blade of grass - I am the whole yard.
I am not a single note - I am part of the symphony, part of the harmony... I am Bach's very thoughts
I am not a lonely gust - I reside with the eternal wind.
I
am not merely a man -I am a part of the divine, blessed with
consciousness. And when it is time, I shall return to ALL, return to
ONE. return to THE...
That from which I came, I never left...
HAIL MAN
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As a man of Personal Vision, I often postpone indulging myself with
"pop" fades or run-of-the-mill interests. Not to say that I don't - at
times - find these things worthy - it's simply a matter of allowing the
noise to subside around me before I listen to the symphony...
This brings me to my present bit of joy...
Though the noise surrounding him has continued for 2 century, I have found enough silence to open my heart only now...
I am writing of The Marquis de Sade...
I had breezed though an autobiography on him some years ago, and found
it be of little use to me. Recently however I've begun to read his
personal wittings. I would say he is a far better judge of man and
sharer of truth than any author I've ever encountered - and to think
that these ideas are some 200 years old, yet ring as true to me as if
he and I had just discussed them over lunch yesterday...
I now see far beyond the foolish "do gooders" illusion of the man, far
beyond their regurgitated opinion of a mind far more brilliant than
that of their own "leaders" and as such, a mind condemned by those very
same fools!
I now see far beyond those wishful master's who would simply call upon his name to permit themselves a measure of cruelty.
I now see...a fellow god...
Currently, I feel the most useful writing - at least that which could benefit the masses most is - "Dialogue Between a priest & a Dying Man"
Over all, his underlying point of reason would seem most clearly to be "The/the Balance" and our place in maintaining it...
I think the ideas I most savor are that by Natures Law, we are in fact meant to act exactly as we are compelled...
that whether filled with virtue or vice, whether we are leader or lead, whether we dominate or submit - we must indulge that as our true self. That we
are in fact acting in accordance with Natures Desire when we act in the
sensual manor which most suits us.
AND I draw beyond what I have read so far, I go on to see his point as
being that "karma" doesn't not simply reward the man thought to be just
or virtues, ..."karma" rewards the man who is honest with himself, the
man who acts directly as he must, as he wills - be it filled with vice
or virtue (or either-or when it is what is best at the moment). Nature rewards
those who follow her calling and in doing so maintain balance and
order. Nature's "karma" only sees fit to punish (with hardships) those
who act against her laws, those who loose themselves and fill
themselves with the deeds set forth by false prophets and leaders who
understand nothing of the truth.
One who longs to serve, yet feels she cannot submit because she must
"be a strong woman" will never be happy, nor will any submissive
person, who seeks power, for that matter.
Nor will the man who longs to be cruel, find joy in attempting to please society by being genital.
Nor will one who's been hurt time and time again, who then turns
callous (though against their nature) ever find joy in callousness.
Those who know their true place are rewarded for this knowledge (and submission to Natural Law).
Those who live a life as someone they are not, shall always find less fulfillment than possible in this life...while those who live a life that is as it must/will be, with out regards for false morals or laws imposed by the Strong Will of other men, they shall find happiness...this is Nature's Will, this is "karma"
I'm looking forward to the arrival of many more pages filled with Marquis de Sade's pragmatic reason...
And you may all look forward to more wonderful insight from My Mind, on
the truths of life, fueled by like minded thinkers such as The Marquis
de Sade...
How wonderful this life is!
Hail Man!
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The funniest shit happened today!
I'll give you the scenario...
My little brother (28y) and I are downtown checking in for Myhouse arrest. It's after dark & My lil Bro heads across the
street on His way to get a
soda from the gas station while I wait (I can't just head to the store due to My "situation" so I wait "in the zone")
I go back to what I'm doing, but moments later I look up and see My Brother is talking to someone -- their on to the other side of a parking
lot next to an alley, but well before the store. I can tell by body
language there
is about to be an "issue" so I drop what I'm doing and quietly head
over...
As I approach I see this dude reach into his coat pocket to pull
something out, I'd already noted that the pocket was too light for a
gun, so I presumed it was a knife. I quicken My step, adjust My shadow
and slid around behind him. I'm gonna sock him so hard in the neck his
knees give out and before he can recover I'll have him in an arm bar
while JR. disarms him if he hasn't already dropped it...
I notice My Brother relaxed...I'm thinking -- come on Bro, I'm here but don't go to sleep on Me...
As I'm getting close enough that I'm doing the final tracking of
target, I realize THAT's NOT A KNIFE!!! I think...it's a chain... no
wonder Baby Bro relaxed a bit, but still -- on your toes boy, it's go
time!!!
Now I'm kinda giggling inside, thinking this ain't the fucking
OUTSIDERS, this fool has no idea what's about to happen to him for this
shit...
So now, here I am, steps away from him, but I'm wondering -- it's only a chain -- why hasn't My Brother just dropped him yet??? In fact, why is He looking so "at ease" this is still a dangerous situation...
Then I hear the "conversation" and I hear the guy going -- and I swear
this is what the gobber is saying -- YOU DON'T KNOW mE, i WAS RAISED
WITHOUT PARENTS -- LMOA
Now I think I'm understanding Baby Bro's posturing, He's thinking--
this guy's clearly a retarded pussy & since We are 400 feet from
the jail + I'm on house arrest still, why bother, but My Ego is already
in motion and a lesson is about to be taught...
Then I realize what this goof ball has "pulled" on Mine...it s a
fucking 2' piece of rope LMAO, yeah soft, white, cotton rope LMAO,
WTF...
Now, had We not been outside the jail, he still would have had to answer on GP, but at this point it just became funny...
So I figure what the hell, I let him know I was there, he turns around, almost shits and I rush him back a few feet (his dumb ass let's Me
back him right up to a 30" high parking lot divider, so now I'm 100%
sure he's no threat) and then he goes, again I swear -- I'M NOT ONE OF
YOU, I'M NOT AN ALIEN -- I know My Bro had the same thought>>>
HOLY SHIT!!! This cat is burnt... So I change the whole scene and let
him leave in one piece, but as he's leaving, Me and Bro are still like
WTF??? As in WTF was he gonna do with the soft piece of 2' rope (I
know, some of you have ideas, but this isn't the rack, this is downtown
**grins**) So My Brother can't help but ask -- HEY alien, what the fuck
were you gonna do with that rope anyway? monkey boy's gangster
answer>>> you figure it out...LMOA
Then he like holds it out in front of himself with both hands... CHRIST
it was funny as HELL!!! As We turn I said to my Brother -- he should hang himself with
it LOL...
Anyhow, I thought it was funny and since I don't get the freedom to have much fun, it was a highlight of my day off...
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Again and again with, train me, I want to develope my submissives side...
Spare me the wasted breath!
I know Some like the whole "virgin" "I've never done this before" "you'll be my first"
I don't! I like women who've always served, who have no other side, who only seeks a worthy Master to please.
I like a river which I can make flow broader and deeper -- not a fly who thinks the sound of it's buzzing could be like the babble of a stream, if only I'd try hard enough!
All I hear with the "bring it out in me" is "i'm a fuck up, always have been, i fail to take responsibilty for my actions & i wish someone could set my life straight for me."
Please, if you feel you'd like to "explore" or "become MORE submissive" DON'T contact ME! You bother me and waste my time.
Those I choose start as the right seeds, those I choose have a bases worthy of fine tuning. I seeks roses buds, which I tend and perfect, and enjoy at my leisure. I have no interest in apple seeds which will bloom a lovely flower for only so long before their true nature is revealed as the apple they are, which grows plump, then falls from the tree and rots...
I don't want to instruct you on how to serve -- My only interest is in perfecting you on how to serve ME!
Clear Enough...
Don't waste My time asking Me to tend a rock farm.
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People wonder who they are, they seek a simple answer (which hardly
exists) to confirm their purpose and value. Who you are is who I am,
and who all of us are. We are not all one (individuals alone), we are ONE ALL (individuals in a community).
Some feel they are "only" what others want them to be, but they
belittle this position by feeling it is inferior to those who are what
they WANT to be. Whether you are what others see you as or you see yourself as you what to be, you are fulfilling the role assigned by THE/the
to you. And in truth, you are what you MUST be. The old question of
freewill could arise here, but let's not, not at this moment. I'd like to keep it simple -- I'm attempting to help those who seek "the self" with in them realize that
every moment, every thought, every action is as it must be because the
truth of "self" is that we are but an atom in the BODY of the UNIVERSE
and our purpose is as a part of such, no more no less. Some of us are gods, some disciples, but if we allow ourselves, we all serve (THE/the) (perfectly) in our required capacity ...
So whehter you
feel compelled to be what others see you as -- or you're driven to make
others see you as you see yourself, both are correct, the only problems
begin to arise when we over analyze the "self" and try to conform to
the commercial ideals we've been force fed.
RESIST assimilation , be yourself, as you are!
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I'm going to share a story, one of many about My Journey. It's a story about Loyality, Honor, Mahood & Friendship. I want to have a recoverable record of this memeroy so when I'm to old I can have a way to recall who I Am...
This was something that happened to Us on our way back to the place We were living after a long couple days of holding on to a stupid APT complex and making what we thought was a lot of money. We lived downtown & were walking by a boy bar that was on the way home. We never cared if someone was a tink, but when one of the boy lovers decided to pretend to pinch Our asses, someone had to answer. We were kids outside, but men inside...this is how it happend...
To My Only Friend...
Remember when they followed, pinching at our cheeks>
You turned around and said out loud, exactly what You'd seen!
My first response was to spin and give - a lesson the the one>
who'd thought he'd play a game with Us, who thought he'd have some fun.
Remember how he toppled back & the other ones just screamed>
and then the BULL of the group came charging straight for Me!
What happened next was classic -- Your jab straight to his temple>
You made him forget about me as he turn his attention to You in full.
And then it went again, like a replay of before>
Only this time it was My jab, which made him turn to Me once more.
How long'd that last? like 3 temple shoots Each>
before that BULL was taken off his feet!
I know We'd both give props, that son of bitch was strong>
It took the both Us as kids, but he could only last so long!
Remember after the lesson was taught and We began to walk away>
I had to run back and grab those pants I bought from tweety, earlier that day...LOL
GODS! We laughed - what a story!
You could never fully know --what happend if you weren't there>
but anyone present that day...knew We are a HELL-OF-A pair!
And then what happened...KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK -- the cops showed up with handcuffs to put on Us>
but after they heard the story - they grinned & said "ok, if we need You we'll be in touch"
Once in a life time, with a little luck>
but for Us -- it always was and is...We've earned each others trust!
TILL DEATH & BEYOND MY FRIEND!!!
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What is it with people who've never done it, telling others how to do it? Spectators coaching the coach!
Life was so much easier when I younger & could just beat the shit of dumb asses before they got out of hand rolling around in their bullshit...
Now before I hit people I gotta consider diseses & charges...I hate the anti-darwins whom protect useless meat sacks.
This has nothing to do with this forum specifically. Just some watching I'm doing on the way people are.
Half the time it's not worth my breath to call'em out, FN studdering retards!
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It's time to chase
your dreams! No more hiding from hope, no more turning to dope. It's time to
chase your dreams!
It time to stop
excusing yourself! No more why you can't's, no more pity dance. It's time to
stop excusing yoruself!
No more waiting for
them, no more waiting for when, no more waiting for the day to come! No more
looking outside, not more counting on lies, no more waiting for things to get
done!
Pick-up the hammer,
pick-up the ax, pick-up the pad and pen! Pick out a target, load up the bullets
it's time you force your life to begin!
Hold yourself
to the standards which you wish you could be, and soon that is who you'll become! Measure youself, except only the best, drive yourself to be number 1!
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I have ideals for those who I allow in My life, submissive only means you are able to release control, which gives Me time to sculpt you into that which I desire.
submissive means you are worthy of My vision and efforts.
You're are not a blank canvas, you're an eternail stone and a beautiful being awaits within, longing to be found and freed. I don't paint who I'd like you to be, I chip away that which I don't want you to be until you are everything you can be -- that is worthy of Me.
Be willing to do what is commanded of you, without questioning it because it is My desire & best for Me. To help you understand My requirements, I'm more interested in those who'll kill for Me, than those who'd die for Me...
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some live their lives in words -- Some live their lives by their word.
some talk, often, about things they'll never really do -- Some seldom? talk about what they've done.
some need to be reassured to be who they are -- Some are who they are & it's reassuring.
some are owned by their actions --? Some own their actions.
some look -- Some watch.
some talk -- Some speak.
some want to be at the front -- Some ARE the center.
some chase -- Some pursue.
some wonder -- Some ponder.
some pray -- Some decide!
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Though life is complex and at times contradictive at a glance, I believe lying is a direct form of weakness, and is done out of lack of personal convictions, therefore attempt to be as clear as possible in all of life.
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To paraphrase some Gorean ideas I read recently: "Our most valuable teacher is ourselves, and we are ultimately responsible for improve and becoming the best version of ourselves..."?
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I keep seeing D say what a let down this site is...
If everything you look at is such a let down, may be you should LOOK IN!
Here's a very clear example...
I hear all the time, this club or that club...yada yada...yet, I always
have fun, everyone with me almost always has fun, and by the
time the nights over we've made memories that we'll be laughing about 5
years form now. WHY? Because, I don't wait for the party, I create the party, I have them dance, I get up and dance, I laugh, I tell the bitch who won't
smile to smile and she does, I drink, I share, I live and I make the
party where ever I am, where I want it to be. So...if things are a
let down for you....LOOK IN...you fucking pussies...unless, it's out of your hands...unless, you have no control...then maybe you should consider whether you prefer to submit to another's will, maybe you'll find some joy in that...
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Her back was turned to the rising sun, and shadows filled her view>
her jaded heart was missing it, running to what she'd already been though.
The laughter must have seemed a trick, a cruel degrading taunt>
The pointing fingers and grinning lips, alone she could not daunt.
But this time something changed, his voice said "now turn around">
she did as she knew she must, and a new beginning is what she found
A warm embrace by father sun, a song sung from wings above.
the air may still have been cold with chill, but inside she was warmed with love.
The sun told her that this was her day, that for now his light would shine>
He told her fear not the sunset...
fear wasting this precious time.
"No doubt," he told her, "I shall set, upon the other side>
then welcome night and stoke the fire, until again I rise."
"You see I am eternal, and you are not the cause>
My life is set on cycles, if I'm gone it's not for long"
She thought she'd heard him right, but she paused as his words set in>
and then she understood & let it all begin...
The shadows where still there, but now she didn't mind>
rather than wait for the end, she'd treasure this precious time.
And so she knelt before him, her face and hands, now touched the ground>
everything she'd every run from, had allowed her to be found...
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In nature, of which we are part, does the Alpha Wolf simply kill those in his pack who are lesser then he? No he ALLOWS them to exist, so long as it benefits HIS pack.
Does he kill his strong brothers? No, he befriends them & shares the bounties of strength with them - truly an AGE OLD PACT has been made.
The strong shall hunt and eat and maintain that which requires their care and they shall play when times permit. They shall allow the weak to exist and have a place so long as they do not interfere, become an over burden, or diminish that which is Alpha's will and in such a life, is not the weaklings very existence actually Alpha's will in being?
Why them do some weaklings sit in their assigned seat and smolder behind crying eyes & tight lips...plotting on the near sighted - fools quest of "getting even" and if they should succeed...if somehow their entire life's force of will is able to culminate in one instance & they somehow smite the GOD they kneel before & eat after - if somehow they slit his throat in his sleep - what shall become of them? Most often, Alpha's will lives on & they are still weaklings, though now lost and unguided, left to starve and die lonely and hated...themselves unable to fend for the pack...FOOLS!
The weakling's true will, is only expressed through the following of Alpha. By desire and choice, to take commands and be led to victory and her bounty, to be fed & to survive. By ME, By Those like ME, by Alphas, by GODS!
So again I say, don't kill or destroy that which is of no harm to you, for if it cannot harm you, you have the power to make it serve & benefit you & your pack. To do other wise is the act of an undeserving idiot -- fools...
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Be leery of the unproven man. Be leery of the man who has never stood by you yet calls you to arms. Be leery of the fancy warrior.
True Warriors, Tough Guys, Keeper's of Honor or Allies, will do all they can to avoid dragging comrades into a fight, unless it is absolutely necessary. And if ever, there is no way to avoid it, then he will tell his fellows the whole & truthful story and then ask directly for their help, never committing them to battle upon a whim.
A coward, fancy warrior, shit talker, bag dropper, will so often start something he is incapable of finishing & then attempt to shamelessly & recklessly recruit his aid, by blinding them with 1/2 truths & whole lies.
So I say again, BE LEERY of the unproven in distress, act slowly & with mistrust until you have the whole story.
Stand behind the Warrior, stand at his front & at his sides, BUT cowards -- be cast out and feed to the Wolves!!!
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It's often said
"Do unto other as you would have them do unto you"
If thats works well for you, you should continue.
But sometime ago, a friend said to me...
"Don't treat them the way you want to be treated...treat them the way they want be treated"
Truer words may never have been spoken...
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Honor to the Honorable
Responsibility to the Responsible
Worth to the Worthy
Praise to the Deserving
Kindness to the Kind
Love to the Loving
Hate to the thief
Death to the pedophile
Shame to the coward
Feel no guilt in giving just deserves, this is natures way, nature's law. We are creatures in NATURES GLORIOUS KINDOM!
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We walk eyes wide open in the land of? sleep walkers.
Their heaven is a dream, but our heaven is before our eyes and below our feet & we touch our desires at will, for the awakening is to become a GOD and become conscious & aware of that which we can control, our lives! So be kissed, run free, smile, laugh &
DO NOT GO BACK TO SLEEP!
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I am a Creator.
For some you must "do no harm," but for others, we must always improve upon things...
We are those who hold the consciousness of power to create or destroy.
You are those who hold the power to make that which we create, become ETERNAL.
The world's need to be shaped by Me and those like me is so strong, that if we do not oblige -- in a sense that becomes destruction -- in it's essence it is the decision to destroy the opportunity to create something better, to bring that which we WILL, into exsistance.
We are the willing, we are the conscious, we remember.
We serve the living - those who do no harm - in our place as Masters. We restrain those who walk blindly & those who would destroy that which we WILL.
I am mankind, there for I am a GOD.
To the living - tend to your Masters first and foremost, also then tend to the forests & trees, the butterflies & swans, the ponds & mountains. For to do no harm is your birthright. Just as my honor is to build, yours is to serve. You are many because the task is vast. I am few, because one must focus. I create with ease, yet I am aware that I do so in service to you, to fulfill your purpose, to give you something to care for.
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His hand reached up, as he began to climb>
He'd reached before, but not like this time.
He could hear their calls, saying he'd never make it>
He could hear their attempts to take his spirit and break it.
Every time, he began his trek>
they'd tell him they knew he was headed for death.
But every time he'd reach his goal> they say they knew he'd get it all
Every time they saw him fall>
they'd say "he climbed to far was all"
He's never listened, and he 'll never stopped>
That's why they looked to him, when they find that they are lost.
But a time has come, he must break free> No longer can he help them succeed
Rarely willing to lend a hand>
When he'd tell them of his plans.
Always there to share their doubt>
Till his successes, would shout their mouth.
Their fear of failuire held them down>
His fear of failure made him rise from the ground!
One believed, with all her heart>
But fear caused her to tear his plans apart.
One would say, "sure you can>
but should you dare to make that stand."
Some would say, "you never could">
Some would shout, "you think you're so good!"
Some would just say "never">
Other would say, "you should know better."
Some would say, "WE KNOW YOU CAN">
Those are the choosen, who belive in my plans.
Some would say, "we'll wait and see">
all the while, despising me.
He never listened -- he never could>
And when he succeeded, they never understood....
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"From a Poets Lips"
You look past me but all you see, is reflections of a dream>
You say you listened, but all you heard, is what you wanted to think.
You try to act as if you know, with nothing more to learn>
How can you be a worthy teacher, if knowledge is of no concern?
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Here's a "chat" I had with myself recently. It's ok if you are more of a disciple than a GOD. This is not instruction for you, this is a chance to look deeper into my consciousness, not your own. AND so...
Created in the image of GOD...
What does that mean to you?
For some it means that we're created to look like "god himself". Though most would agree that god is not a "man-being", god is not a "singular-being" at all, god is all. The collective consciousness, at times, manifests itself in singular ways. Culminating in a single person/GOD or a beautiful piece of art, the perfect sunset, a fragrance, a glance or an over whelming emotion. Yet the idea that we resemble god is an over looked clue to the truth. Many simply excepted the idea as -- we look like god: 1 head, 1 torso, 2 arms, 2 legs, bald, fat and with a crooked smile...oh wait, no, that's how some gods look, others are tall with bushy white hair and look rather old and wise, some are frail old women or innocent children...one things for sure, there are many versions of how gods look...
What if, "Created in the image of GOD" was mistranslated & a closer translation is, "Created in the spirit of GOD"
Now what does that mean?
To me it changes everything. To me it says that since god is not a body as we think of it, god is closer to a thought, a spirit, a force...it must mean we were created like gods in a different way, it must mean that we were created with the potential to be GODS ourselves. We posses the spirit of gods, we are the willings, we are created with the power of shaping our pleasures, pains, desires, dreams. It means that whatever you desire, whatever pleases you, you may explore, and find heavenly satisfaction in. You know what else it makes me think? That people have given god a human look because while only the strongest minds are able to even begin to except this bold reality, everyone already realizes on a subconcious level, that in fact, the reflection in the mirror is a god! It's time to take responsibility for our consciousness, it's time to
do as gods do...
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It is the coward who hears hatered when I speak of SUPERIORS, for he fears such a mighty force and knows I speak not to him. He hears hatered because I despise his presence. When I say SUPERIOR I speak with love & honor & reverence for an equal, a fellow man. He need not be of a certain race, he need not even be my friend, he need only know his place & that is with the PACK racing toward the goal, laughing wildly, each trying to nose out his fellow. The competition is for fun and builds sprit -- honor all who compete. For those who are willing to run the race are the leaders, the hunters, and the WILLINGS. He who cowers in the corner -- fears us & hears his death in our name...
SUPERIORS!
SUPERIORS!
SUPERIORS!
Let The Cowards Perish At Their Own Hands,
For We Haven't The Time To Waste... Hail Man! |
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If the sun shines, the path will be bright, but what do we do when the path is shadowed and the way is unclear? Those who remember - will - simply proceed, but those who failed to pay attention the first time will be lost and alone, and may attempt to cling to the Willings the Shapers. We can not allow this, we must proceed without burden, for this is a critical time and progress is our only concern, so progress must and will take place -- at all costs -- enlightenment is near and as a GODs, we must proceed.
I am the will of life itself, and no other can be more than I.
Why then should I allow them to be dead weight upon my neck? Why should I allow them to drown Me? If I tell them to follow, I want them. But if I tell them to follow and they grasp on to me and hold tightly, I must and I will, forcibly remove them, for I shall not be hinder by fools and dummies. I need only say to a fellow of my pack, follow me, and they will follow, be it man or woman, that is how I know they are of my pack. All others are of no concern, unless they feel compelled to become an obstacle, and should that happen, I will face you, and remove you, you have no worth, and worse, you are in my way. |
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