We are here
During times of crisis, we are bound to reinvent ourselves, and to forge our new identities. In this process we can easily get lost. For if we completely forget our past selves, we will erase the face of our own humanity.
The time is now to go inward and deeper – not in order to be reborn, or to rediscover, redo or rebuild. Or at least not exclusively for that aim. But mainly to find who we are (and always have been) deep within and what we cherish most – our feelings, our thoughts, our vulnerabilities, our survival, our worries, our passions, our loved ones, our animals, our plants, our sun, our universe, and our hopes. Our Love, naked and true.
Is it the installation of order among the apparent chaos of our existence that we are now and will forever be invested in? Or is our true goal, instead, to reach the permanence of that which is beyond our wildest dreams and aspirations – to be one with the source from where all life comes, the galactic energy which we are all a part of perpetually.
This is freedom. It is the Divine. Welcome to the fifth dimension.
We are perpetually moved by a force that exists beyond the realm of our imagination, in a reality that transcends proof and even reason.
Wisdom is the love child of good and evil, of light and darkness. Wisdom is inevitable – its vibration resonates stronger than any other, it penetrates the rocks. Wisdom and spiritual growth leave a mark on the world: yet they are never tangible, never a reality of their own, always a process, merely lifting the shadows and only if you are lucky. Do you see the Form?
When the human value of tolerance itself is morphed into an ideology:
this is the rape of spirituality.
Lift Them UP
Our children look up to us. They don’t understand the nuances of our reasoning – the implied messages of symbolism – but they are intuitive beings. Fear, anxiety, confusion and especially guilt and resentment – they feel that in their bones, in their blood.
Everything my child has ever taught me stems down to courage, grace, and beauty. I admit I don’t believe I have done the same, but I will keep trying. Kneel in front of a child to kiss their cheek. Kneel to show compassion – or even indignation, if you must. But never, under no circumstances ask a child to kneel. It’s like breaking a sapling. If not irreversible, it would be harder to mend than you might think.
Search Within
We can’t stop the machine. The machine’s only path is self-destruction. But to reach that point this machine needs to gain power. That is the only way for it to be destroyed. Like a bug in a system – would just go on and on until it breaks everything. So all we can do is 1. Save our own souls and 2. Ensure our children see freedom with their own eyes, and understand what it means to have your own thinking, your own identity, while remaining truly compassionate to others, from within, without pretense. We can’t do more than that. And if enough of us do it, together, we would have kept a fire going, left a legacy of some sort – or at least gave it our best shot. And we’d be free, as we’d have no regrets.
To be yourself you have to find yourself. And that’s not a matter of waiting for anything. Rather it is acting, transforming, finding out what you are made of, where your karma lies and how much of it you can complete in this life, just to make sure the next life is getting you closer to the divine.
Paths
Gut wrenching, illogical and sad, brutality of man has not had and will not have an end. Yet, somewhere down below the darkest places of one’s soul, lies quiet pensive and alone – a spark. It is in all of us at birth, it is the essence that we are.
Through every life we live, the journey that began from that spark alone cannot end until we are one with it again. It’s not forgiveness that’s the goal. Karma will complete itself without it. It’s just a long and complex travel where nobody is good and nobody is truly evil. We all just dwell in streets that wind in circles, and some of just stumble, stumbled and will stumble. Before we rise.
One day we will all come out of the darkness and face the truth – if we are each castaways, then we are all in the same embrace, gravitating around a non-existing sun that pulls us through – we call it salvation, second coming, meet your maker. We cannot and will not touch it. There won’t be light. Just fire. And then the quiet of a gasp that is as powerful as the big bang – Ah! The ashes of what was will feed what is to come. All things lead to this. Nobody escapes their destiny.
Conscience
Compassion is a universal and all-encompassing attribute of the heart.
Guilt – you must admit precisely what you have done wrong for your feeling of guilt to be justified, you must really know what it is you have done wrong so you can correct it and move on.
Only god can atone sins of others. You atone your own. And never forget that.
Clean
Everything I stand for stems down to one word: Purity. Purify the noise to get silent revelations. Purify to remove emotional revolt and fear from the unwavering freedom I devote my life to and would give my life for. Stoicism, discipline, spiritual elevation not as imitation of piety but as genuine piety that one reaches after long-lasting consistent effort to be brave at all times. And that includes stupid shit like brave enough to say No when someone offers something you don’t even want. I have a clear vision, the path to it is unclear still. It’s difficult and risky. Can’t get to it without first descending to the deepest, darkest places. But everything happens for a reason, and I don’t accept gifts in life that I cannot reward. I will keep the vision as a guide through and through. The universe I strive to live in is of light, there is no heaviness at all, it’s ethereal, it’s liberation itself. Getting there takes courage and pain. The seven circles of hell. Hoping it’s five down by now, only two to go, but I don’t know, I really don’t know.
Where do we go now?
Do you guys remember how you were when you were young? Not what you did, but how you were inside? How you wanted to paint the walls and break a vase and lick some glue, even if you didn’t because you were not allowed? They say about some forms of art that even a child could do it. In reality that’s not an easy task for an adult because the child paints from the innate voice of the soul, the voice adults have forgotten to listen to.
It’s one thing to evolve, another thing to give up. Let’s say, let’s just suggest, without it being mandatory, that you decided to evolve. So you’re gonna stop doing some things you did that you feel no longer suit you. But inside you if you stop the fire burning and the water rumbling and the winds blowing, and the earth shaking, you then stagnate. Prone to fear, prone to decisions made out of fear. You then call that state being responsible and mature. But is it? Maybe responsible, okay. But mature?
Doesn’t maturity come with evolution, and what fuels evolution? Precisely the fire burning, the water rumbling, the winds blowing and the earth shaking. The beginning should always be considered equally elevated as the final steps of the journey.
Shall we rise now please?
donika emille 