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All souls on our beautiful planet suffer. Some profoundly! We are not meant to build walls. We are meant to crush them! The first wall at Wall Street still stands looming as it wields it mighty [illigetimate] powers over worldly affairs while consuming everything like the vultures they are! Oh how deep runs the blood of irony in this manmade evil!

Lay.mans (lay.downs) terms: Governments are corrupt! Funny not funny that they can shut themselves down, consequently cursing people to profound suffrage! As Michael Jackson says it, “They don’t really care about us.” Therefore, “We the people” ūüźĎ have right to #reboot! And power-up we should and must to our soul’s content!

Think vast-ER we must, because love IS the answer!ūüí≠

They … do not love! This … we all must comprehend to accept! They do not have emotional capacity to ‘see’ beauty’s worth! And here stands reason for their unreasoned desires for chaos over peace!

Understand, deeply, that there will never be change, as is now known and seen of antiquity, until our place of Stewardship over the many is retrieved!

Change yourself, change your thoughts to change the narrative! Courage, voice, born wisdom and determinate, are what we are, for sake of change!

Life is
so tall
yet so small
up against
the wall
It will take
a mighty will
of all
to make
it fall!ūüĒ•

Рepc ©

“Ashes or diamonds, foe or friend, we’re all equal in the end”
– Roger Waters,
Writer for Pink Floyd

Deeply runs anger, agony and angst through all fluids of Earth so much so
that the children of Earth feel her pains! What she beeches is love!



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“Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, know then, it is time to reform, pause, and reflect.
—Mark Twain


Of all the “conspiracy” malarkey proposed to our subconscious minds by ‘powers’ that shouldn’t be, the worst of all kind of crimes committed on the human psyche are the crimes of withholding truths of our human existence and History! We know now that there have been numerous magnificent human civilizations before us on this planet—all greater than ourselves … we the falsely indoctrinated arrogant ones of supposed intelligence! We of these moments, are not worthy! ¬©


Question: What profound message of love will we leave to our progeny?

Answer: The TRUTH

Let us accept that there is no “missing link” yet to be discovered, as there is no missing link. All life is ‘born’ of the same beginning, and different forms of life did mutate to suit a particular environment to survive. All life did in fact, evolve from the same “tree of life”, and therefore, all life is connected through the same evolving DNA. Humankind has never resembled the ape, chip, nor any form of mammal of its kind. Our very DNA holds within it all folds of adaptation of beginning earthly forms. Humanity had it’s unique place on a branch of the “tree of life” come from *a species* that was neither ape, chip, nor human, and yet from this same species did both chip and the like of its kind, and humanity ‘branch off’ separately; the same genetic coding made different. Astoundingly, the evolutionary fingerprints of earthly progression can be seen within the human embryo as it grows to maturity. We are, uniquely “human”, and yet carry all the traits of life’s evolutionary beginnings within our DNA. Let us agree to call this miracle of magnificence, our “creators” evolutionary ‘design’. We are indeed, evolving. ‘Something’ interfered with natural evolution’s intention [DNA],to ‘create’ what we have become: A genetic manipulation of a species that did already exist on the planet. I, a human of sane and sound mind, do now believe, to the best and extent of my own significant research on these matters, that a ‘creator’, or ‘creators’ of a more advanced civilization than that of the civilization existing on the Earth at the time of genetic manipulative undertaking, did in fact interfere with the natural progression of evolution. And this thought alone boggles the mind, and does conjure within me many many many more unanswered questions that will perhaps never be answered, nor questioned, as the powers that shouldn’t be keep their manipulations of our minds par on their discourse of untrue history.

We, are no longer ignorant children easily swayed by a corrupt secular society! We must demand the truths of ourselves, and even if we also must find these truths on our own! We must, question answers, and question questions! Truth, is the only “religion” we should reverence: A resolution to quell the aching human soul of unreasoned chaos. We are, in these times, physically, mentally, and spiritually evolving, as this IS the way of all things of Nature. The ‘something’ that we feel IS real, and we must be determined towards it if we are to survive!

Knowledge is wisdom. Wisdom is acceptance of place in life’s true connections. To know thyself, is to thine own self be true: A place of gratitude within life’s holy circle. Humanity is created, and is also evolving to suit an ever-changing environment. The Earth itself is evolving, as it has been constantly since the beginning of time. Seems evident that every 5,000 to 10,000 years, these changes affect all life on this planet, in that an extinction of life may be inevitable. And this, together with the horrors presented of extinction offered by our own malevolent brothers and sisters! We must plan our survival, as is referred to by the messages written of warnings set in stone by our ancient ancestors, who were in fact, better than we in their humanity. We, are so not worthy!

Everything is connected, and everything changes according to Nature’s laws.

The ‘messages’ are becoming clear, and should not be ignored …

“Satan himself masquerades as an angel of light.”
11 Corinthians 11:14

Beware the lawless one(s).

‘Something’ strange indeed did happen in the days of Noah, pure blood grandson of Enoch, that we do not fully understand. However, we, all being of pure blood of Noah, should listen before we so quickly dismiss the ancient writings of warning . . .



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A repeated decision is not always a mistake.

All life presents itself in spark of seed: A masterpiece of contineous algorithms of move —to every seed is chance given to existence of eternal perpetuity.

Some, only care of the thoughts of what others may think—the some too proud to humble before greater reasoning for life’s being. The same some who do feel but refuse a responsibility to acknowledge and not accept the un-reasoned current ‘sufferings’ imposed upon the life-force—the some, who fail to ‘see’ that they are born to light of courage and inspiration for the lost of collective ‘feelings’ of darkness created of man’s illusions of choice; a fallacy of blindness to an acceptance of emptiness waiting to be filled. Some, fail to ‘see’ that fear must be seen and faced and not ignored! The only ‘monsters’ need be destroyed of this world are made in the image of man, as so are created by man! How unfortunate that some choose a “status quo” position of ‘coward’; a choice homage paid to ignorance of mortal place of fear fearing itself of truer instinctual beckoning for chance to change amiss to just!

“Hope conspires with the wind. It blows away the ‘demons’ of despair.” —Maya Angelou

“Messiah”: One who understands a meaning to his/her existence.

“You are the ‘Angel’ you’ve been waiting for! You’re here!”
—Alan Watts

We, and all sentient beings, are born to our own Universe, and therefore, we and only we are responsible for just being a truth of life by just being a truth we bring. To be a meaning is our meaning. Choices made must be our own. This is the law of all things. Forsaken must be the ‘opinions’ of fallactic entity endeavoring to change inner worlds, thusly are doing so against the laws of nature. This, being nothing more than audacity of arrogant proposal to control the outer world to their will! This, we can prevent by simply understanding humility; a human ability [power] of knowing honored place of innate nature.

Dare to peer into the abyss … ūüíę



Music is meditation, because meditation medication is in the melody.




Music is . . .

a constant . . .

the magic

of everything sacred

Music is accidental

Music is searched

Music is revealed

Touched toned

are voices

between melody

calling . . .

calling . . .

a life bargained

for chance

after chance 

to dance

with eternity ©




You were born to the wanderer’s soul. This is how you began to be whole. The stars keep dancing, and the world keeps turning. Why would you think yourself to be any different?




“Tragedy is imitation of an action that is serious, complete, and of a certain magnitude; i.e., through pity [eleos] and fear [phobos] effecting the proper purgation [catharsis] of such emotions.” ¬†









There’s a message in the music, and the Universal soul, is the master DJ.








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“And so, the movie ends, good triumphs over evil, and the music played. ¬†Life is so simple and yet so hard in its ways, and the music played. ¬†So the book begins now that was once just jumbled letters of thoughts—taking each breath with valor … each moment as the last page in a gripping novel clutching your heart as you fall to the floor. ¬†And the music played. ¬†Each tear a marker, middle of the page, the edges battered and turned under—your choices needing no shared explanation. ¬†And the music played. ¬†Dreams are lived, and love is smitten, love is made, and love letters are written even in times of war. Love’s reason seems unfair, but is reasoned within the lessons. ¬†And the music played. ¬†To the end and to the last, drink life for the future and not for the past. ¬†Take what you’ve earned and give it what you want. ¬†Love all that you see, and love all that you don’t. Be there for love ’til the last breathe, for there’s always one more chapter left—written just for you—sweet melodies filling your soul with love. ¬†And the music played.”

(no known writer)



“Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life.”

—Ludwig Van Beethoven



ūüíď … “This is my church …”











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Happiness is not a¬† “pursuit” as is falsely proposed by deceitful thoughts of mankind, but is the reward recognized of self-worth when the heart unites with wisdoms of intimacy [soul] centered in compassion, kindness, and giving necessary to meet the requirement of balance between the give and take of the seasons of birthright of all life.

Everything of existence exists within a perfected order.   Humanity must return to the mindset of humble acceptance; an embracing of forgotten instinctive morality of mortality.  Why would humanity so grossly think themselves the exception to given ordered place of Universal law?  An instinctive knowledge of place within the whole.

Humanity is meant to exist for experience in moments of joy gifted of an eternal now of vested personal truths that need¬†be shared to the whole for purpose of change. ¬†And everything, just as a child is disciplined for imbalance of temperment, has ill consequence to be learned and understood without provication if thoughts meant for the giving are not given toward a betterment of life for the whole. The reward for courage of unselfishness, is happiness—gratitude reaped of higher conscious accomplishment of being, and even no matter the rain of self-inflected pains of ignorance tolerated through lessons given for greater necessity’s sake.

A suffering continues, over and again, until be realized a humility gained of the broken-ness of false expectation, disillusionment, and disappointment. ¬†Humility gathers up the broken pieces to show the path to reconstruction through intimate conversation of ‘muse’ of greater ‘force’ of core being: A true who of ‘self’ found if one is brave enough to dare remove a mask of gross intention; a numbered permission to enter the ‘stage’ of altered reality of illusions of lure.

Within comes the revelations of mortification of conformity moved by evil-minded endeavor. ¬†‘Seen’ is the continuous consumption of precious wasted souls [gifts]: A punishment of tears of self-disappointment spent in ignorance and mental imprisionment of anxious torment for want of dreams deferred by stolen moments.

The greatness of mankind, the arts of emotion . . . music,¬†poetry, story-telling and writing, painting, the humanities—remembrances of histories rich in thoughts of desire for change of heart and consciousness! ¬†And if one is completely honest with the truer of ones-‘self’, it will be from these desires that mindful wisdoms naturally flow from the center of being; a balance where freedom exists. ¬†No suffered anxious ego needing constant consult of place and reason.

The more expediently humanity gets it’, the sooner the world’s children will no longer be burdened of the ‘sins’ of apathetic forefathers. ¬†And an end will surely come to the insanity of killing propagated of false ideological‚Äč claim.

Life’s adversity is a false ‘bitch’, and will continue to be so until is acknowledged that the Earth is as our glorious Mother to what souls continue to return to through her womb to complete an ‘assigned’ task. There are no exceptions! ¬†And so it is . . . to the ones who remove the mask go the rewards of a just taste of anticipation of “heaven” on Earth; a state of spiritual sight revealing the truths of worthiness—beauty reaped of perdition’s tears of persistence toward Love’s promised perfection!

Forgiven must be everything of the sleepy minds of ignorance while the awakened heart forsakes the illusion of shamed mark by showing the world a born face of imagination’s courage of creative charge!

To humanity is entrusted happiness; a responsibility of divine measure to be shared with all manner of matter! Smile we must, as we reap a gratefulness of full heart in knowledge of miracles happening upon life at every precious moment!

As much as is reconciled in the silence of redemtion by ones of broken connection, such must be repeated aloud by all, until the aloneness of angst for change is no more!

Physical, intellectual, emotional, and spiritual hungers are all equally painful.  A humbled stewardship entails human compassion to call out the suffrage of any species for what it is . . . an abomination in the sight of existence!©


“Virtue has a veil, vice a mask.” —Victor Hugo


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A Thread-bearer speaks

beyond the ordinary

Sown is an impart © -epc



Love is quantum entanglement





MUSE: A ‘holy’ spirit: ¬†A sanctioned observer of all things of unvarnished linked whispers bearing existence as old as the Universe. ¬†A ‘reflection’ of sort; a phantom of silhouette of glimpse and shadows of outlined patterns of ¬†reproductive Phi well detailed; a beckoning of awe toward all part of the original.




Spirutal intelligence conquers AWE.¬†ŠÉ¶


Conscious confusion ensues when forced is interjection of egotistical fears of imposed deterent of will of infinity negated¬†out of the ‘self’: An indivisible quantum inner facing. ¬†The divisible ego must be constricted and restricted, so can part an impart of re-‘vision’ come through conversation of frequency of ‘voice’ void of pretense.¬†


“We are all connected.
To each other biologically.
To the earth chemically.
To the Universe atomically.‚ÄĚ

‚Äē Neil deGrasse Tyson
















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Charlie Chaplin

Truth is love. Love is truth. Do not ignore what beckons from the core!


Truth is, it IS true, that it is only through experiences of trial and sufferings that the soul strenghtens its wings. Ambition is inspired, success is achieved only through determined will.

In thoughts if life and death, it is not the suggestive impressionable mind that should be “followed” (as is suggested), but the heart— even though be it the bearer of anguish so¬†easily¬†broken by insignificant, mundane, and meaningless¬†guilts and regrets feed upon¬†in opposition¬†to¬†the spirit what simultaneously begs logic so easily succumbed¬†to mankind’s soulless¬†ignorance! Love, is the intimate forgiver, and reason why it is stored at¬†the human core. Because love is the perpetual and purposeful energy which transforms and does not fade away. Such is the nature of the human heart so easily fixated to negative charge offered of¬†propositions to mind. It is reasonable to say that the mind¬†must first be emptied of the things of angst (imprisionment), leaving room for the soul to offer ways of intuitions’ positive solutions. This … is the only path to counter the darknesses of unreason given to human thought. This … is the ultimate battle of must; a necessary fight to re-gain and maintain the light of wisdom waiting: A self-permission to just be.¬†This … is the what of meaning for “born again”—to rid one’s mind of societial stagnation—the impostion of condition forced upon the right to will.

The¬†voice of heart is a terrible thing to waste, and is meant to filter the things brought to the mind that must remain vigilant, to ‘see’ to the controlling of egotistical craving: An¬†allowance of¬†heart to maintain¬†purpose. The heart is the¬†organ created to¬†carry genetic blood-reign which speaks from¬†the soul. The heart is the red door—the entrance to the soul’s worth. Unfortunately, it is malevolence of negative eternal force that wants to constantly show us the exit door to damnation. If one does not listen to the cries of internal endearment, it is the heart which beats rapidly to anxiety’s drum: A “cheering on” toward death of self-love.¬†However, an awareness of truths brings the heart¬†to the entrance leading to peace [rest], where we are comforted by our own ‘voice’ of internal influence.

A cyclic Universe¬†is eternal beauty and chaos.¬†Life¬†is no different, and¬†cannot exist one without the other.¬†Internal love carries the soul¬†moment to moment within¬†the light of perpetually speaking: An eternity of¬†energy battling to reach¬†the blind hearts of despair to repair. Love is the “Temple”¬†binding¬†the Earth to the human heart.¬†And if¬†it is Love [light] we must fight for¬†as we¬†roam¬†the rhelms of physical¬†[dark] experience, then stands to reason that “success” is freedom—the re-absorption of love’s energies once diluted by deceitful endeavors of illusion residing in festering darkness of mind.

“Home”, is the internal light that is: An energy beckoning humanity to just be of humbled place … human.¬†¬©



“In contrast to the monotheistic religions with their linear view of sacred time and the progressive nature of history leading to a final eschcatological event, many Neo-Pagans view sacred moments¬†as cyclical, rotating between life and death in an eternal cycle of periodic renewal, which Mircea Eliade called ‘the eternal return’. In contrast to the Dharmic religions, which seek escape from this cycle, many Neo-Pagans embrace it. Far from being a source of pessimism or despair, for these Neo-Pagans, the ineluctability of death gives deeper meaning to existence”.

Quoted from article: Patheos.com











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Every woman’s heart is deserving of ‘the fairytale’ Love. ¬†Imagine that! A belief of heart¬†worth bringing¬†forth meant¬†to just be where broken is its own kind of beautiful.



Happiness . . . to love and to be loved: A truth worth living.¬† And yet, how many earthly souls do truly¬†feel loved‚ÄĒthe ‘something’ to have without reason of¬†logic aforethought. A ‘something’ of faith. A faith of knowing. A ‘go with the flow’ mentality necessary to evolve to allow the¬†‘self’ to¬†feel the one ‘something’ that¬†is real!



She once¬† feared a listening to her own ‚Äėvoice‚Äô‚ÄĒfeared that the pains of her soul would bleed out tears of many lives hidden of words waiting to be spoken through the aloneness. She summoned a courage to¬†‚Äėunderstand‚Äô a¬†question of,¬†‚ÄėWhat has been the most important thing you have done in moments of life-times?‚Äô She already summized an answer, as she is a survivor of Love‚Äôs seemingly unfair ‘tests’ of endurance, because even after the heartache, she stilled angst for love through the scaring.



A woman’s intuition¬†is¬†sincere, and even when made ignorant¬†for a time of Love’s blinding. She¬†chooses¬†to love Love always, and even in an eternal tiring of trying. She cannot easily give up on love so wantonly desired. She will attempt discovery of means of acquire, as she¬†wills¬†a world of her own desire‚ÄĒ‚Äägiving¬†wholeheartedly to Love’s gravity of rhythm as it tares¬†down walls of distrust in unending attempt at rebuilding her¬†pieces continually falling at her feet. She waits for¬†the melting‚ÄĒthe smile that tells her he needs her. A promise of trust in his eyes that says he will never leave her. The touch of his hand in hers that says he’ll catch her when she falls. A lust for repetitive kiss of just ‘because¬†I love you’. Until the moment of betrayal comes‚ÄĒ‚Äähe lets go of her hand, he pushes her away with a pain of indifference, and kisses her with empty heart. ¬†He hears nothing at all¬†through her¬†tears lost in a seeking of Love’s seeming vain unreason. ¬†All this, she endures, waiting a time for her lust¬†of Love to make love to her like the storm ravages the ocean!



Is ‘the devil’ of mind delusional?¬†Is¬†the ‘God’ of hearts an illusion? ¬†Faith, is choice made clear in reflection of choosing direction‚ÄĒ‚Ääbe it negative thoughts of impending loss of self-worth by idiocy of mind’s hearsay, or be it positive thought for the keeping of heart¬†of¬†understanding Love’s way for growth and preservation? ¬†Is not Love a do or die challenge of worthy battle—for soul’s sake?



Perhaps, Love did design her for contentment in aloneness, if only to teach her how to breathe new air.


Perhaps, ‘something’ of the Universe desires her love for purpose as it whispers in her ear,¬†‘I am sorry for your reign of pain, as it is to be this way for sway’.



Dearest Duke: ‘Move’ your Princess wisely, or¬†lose her entirely.

Dutiful¬†Princess: ¬†Let no man give you unreason to think the unthinkable—that you, of life’s design, are not of ‘substance’. ¬†You, one given in loan for Love’s greater sake!¬† If many are un-worthy, have no doubt in your faith that many others pray you walk with love their way.



Perhaps . . . for many, love is made of the pieces left of a tired world. One must be willing to lose connections to people, places, and things that create all the noise in order for the peace of Love to flow freely from the broken pieces.



A private conversation in Love’s sway, is¬†a soul healed of a wound.



He asks: “Does Love truly exist?”

She answers: “Love is an adjective and a verb moving all matter of noun. ¬†Love, is the what of who¬†you are¬†of¬†what you do, and of what you say or don’t say or don’t do: A word of means of connection to just being. Thus, it is meaning what you seek. ¬†Love, just is‚ÄĒ‚Ääthe same as always been.”

He asks: Well, if we marry, will we ‘find’ a meaning to love?

She answers: It depends¬†on personal introspection. ¬†You won’t ‘find’ what was never lost. ¬†If you ‘find’ that there is beauty in life, then Love’s meaning is self-evident. If you keep ‘looking’ for Love as a thing to grasp, you will never ‘find’ it, because Love just is and was never lost. What you must ‘find’, is you . . . Love is there first: A way of being. Again, to just be. To love yourself first, you must dare take off the mask given you at birth by ‘systematic immorality’. ¬†You will ‘see’ and feel Love everywhere and in everything if you do this first! ¬†Once you rid yourself of the mask, you’ll want no more to hide behind it! ¬†All truths of true love’s systematic reality is revealed immediately:¬†A joy of all that is Love released from imprisonment of mindless madness!



Within simplicity of innocent heart is where Love resides.¬†No need to seek it! ¬†And even through lies of proposed mask of cruel broken-heartedness, Love remains always faithful to YOU! ¬†The one thing of life all life can be sure of is a meaning of faith: A knowing that Love’s presence resides of all things believing in YOU, and even despite¬†all else of telling to the contrary!



Q:  What is mortal sin?

A: ¬†Mortal “sin” is what it is, the sins of mortal lies and ties created by the wicked ruse-ful who knowingly and willingly¬†betray their fellow mortals: A convincing blindness assured given of mask to uncertainty and unreasonable illegitimacy of perplexing complexities¬†of¬†intentional stagnation of individual imagination’s creation of perfected evolution . . . over . . . and over . . . and over . . . and over . . . and over of each new berth unending, until each can deny no more the ‘voice’ of thought within of whisper to ‘take off the un-‘god’-ly [ugly] mask of unknowing shame’! ¬†“Sin”, is a thing of mere mortals sole un-soulful doings of choice! Nothing more than human drama and dogma¬†having nothing to do with a ‘God’ of all¬†things of true face created of love!



She‚ÄĒone of continuous counting of many sorrows is overdone with lies and contrived controls of masked mania vested in mankind’s broken promises and religious and political betrayal‚ÄĒwords of nonsensical indifference and hidden meaning professed through ungodly delusion!¬† She, comes over and over, holding her divinely given Love close to being in spite of mankind’s ‘evil’ dark intentions and inventions attempting bending of her light toward spiritual reckage!



Give her¬†simplicity and she’ll¬†be fine.¬†The Earth the beach the beach house and wine! ¬†Please take note of the sign over the entry-way door embellished with pink¬†cockle shells and clay purple turtle bells:¬†“WELCOME: NO mask of governed-mentality to ruffle your hair here! ¬†Please leave un-smart phones on the veranda chair!”


A reachable reasoned DREAM come true . . . once she saved her own ass‚ÄĒto experience love without a mask!



Love is given to hearts for the serving, yet sadly abused by the undeserving. ©










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“War” -Wilhelm KotarbiŇĄski – (30 November 1849 –¬†04 September 1921)



Fathomed Halo Horned   

Gifted Beautifulness Borne

Choices of Change Torn ©




Hungry are the hearts of¬†dynamics’ charge. ¬†If killed off is the ‘demon’ of detriment, then so too will die the¬†‘Angel’ of¬†will and chance.



“The time has come, the walrus said, to talk of many things: of shoes—and ships—and sealing-wax—of cabbages—and kings—and why the sea is boiling hot—and whether pigs have wings.”¬†~Lewis Carroll, ‘The Walrus and the Carpenter’ (Alice in Wonderland)




















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