The Archetype:The Professor has had my ear since the wee hours of the morn. And a revelation his or mine I am not sure but I ask directly to the guardian of my dreams to assist me to join the other side. I tell her that I know she has been with me a long time. There since my thoughts were coherent enough for subversion. We have spent many an hour exploring the dark corners of my mind. Her mission is simple. To distract, completely. But from what? what is so damned important that such craft has to be brought against me , against us on such an immense scale? What great truth will we miss next as our eyes never sway from the brass ring and if remotely so only to assess the vulnerabilities of any obstacle before us? All she needs is the seed of doubt that's why she is here that is what she is all about.
Why is it so critical that every heart be corrupt? Why so vital that all innocence be stamped out? In matters of spiritual warfare you neutralize the biggest threat first. Only the pure of heart remain immune to their influence. For they never stop asking why. They will not stop until they get the answers that make sense, that feel right. Only their intentions and motivations cannot be subjected to subterfuge. Immune to both glitz and glamor, fist and hammer.They will be our guides on the road to perfection where we will look upon paradise with eyes filled with more appreciation than awe.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Of Gist and Jubilee
Reconciliation for everyone and everything. Anything that feels will have the opportunity and when I say have I mean be guaranteed the opportunity to feel with hearts that have not been jaded beyond redemption, not a commissary for ice and pain and corruption but a music hall with a symphony an an open invitation to sing. To sing in a chorus no longer clandestine and participate in the celebration of life. To taste and touch and feel the Plemora's influence is to be aware of every consideration. Is to deliberate difference and if we are lucky get caught up in the temporal contrast of the moment that separates this particular one from all the others. This moment when epiphany's spotlight not only illuminates the dark corners of your mind and soul but every mind and soul will no longer feel the urge to cloak themselves in the bleak and the bitter or veil themselves in uncertainty. Recognition will accompany the new dawn as we finally awaken from our fitful slumber. As we finally understand the future of life, the history of death and the ecstasy of simply being.
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