Jabberwocky
Frumious Bandersnatch
Words are meaningless in the ether of self conflagration.
It is, i think, because we know what we do wrong and we know why we do it even if it is a subconscious desire to sabotage ourselves for fear of futures not quite defined and the past the always prevalent past gleaming seductively with its come hither rewritten history about the myths we engaged as well as created.
I can see through the veil into the realm of sobriety and it has its own subtle magic asking us to live instead of ponder the utterances of nothing. No frequency as such that mary jane led us by the hand to explore, just life in its base fundamentality vivid and rich beyond belief. I think the beginning of our journey was to find the soul through the action of leaving the body behind, To combine our pent up energies with the cosmic nexus so that we wouldn't be so lonely. We needed a chance to remember our birth rights and purpose and so we sought ever increasing responsibility casting farther and farther into the rivers of time tossing back the little fish for the more outlandish theories and purpose driven intents. Chasing strings of improbability our fathers societal memes and the chance to break out of our destinies to reform and fulfill new desires born on the back of a greater expanded world purpose.
Unfortunately like all things good man has a tendency to overexpose to use up or squander, and it was much the same with the psychic energies we once saw vibrating through life. We got use to the transcendental experience and took it as a lifestyle instead of a catylist to remind us of the existence we live in and that the filter of the human flesh is needed to answer some of our more primitive Promethean ideals.
It is interesting to see the men and women we have become after our long journey through the nether regions of our own minds, sometimes worse for wear, bone weary and heartfull but ultimately better for the experience. But we have been gone so long that it is like arriving in a daze not able to make the fundamental connections, which once we found constraining, now we cling to because it is real because it has but one path and less meaning. The idea of being alive to awaken after years spent elsewhere into the body that originally seemed unable to contain the fire that burned at our cores, now feels more empty as if in our search we have left more behind than what we gained.
Perhaps it should be called the lean experience of transcendental plane ascension. Because we are bloated with desire once we depart the physical plane carrying with us our pretenses and our expectations, that fall away rapidly once the expanses of our minds reach their full potentials. Blown wide open seeing where our ancestors saw but unlike them we had no structure no guidance to allows us to bring the experience into the realm of waking. We wandered for a time loosing self and purpose. But life as it does reasserts its authority over us. The paths we once tread had closed due to circumstance asking now for a great sacrifice in order to be opened once more. Some pay this fee hoping to be connected again to the universe and we nearly always get our wish even if it is not quite what we remember, for most though, we choose the rationality of life.
The desire for things to be just as they are without deeper meaning or sub-straits of thoughts connected to energy field quotients seems to be the current mode in which i operate. That simplicity, to look at something and know its good. Order from chaos is what i have been seeking as of late as a way to rationalize where i have been what i want and the steps to get there. I have taken with me many lifetimes worth of memories and emotions and experiences from that cosmic other place and its time to set to work on my own paradise on earth. To teach what needs to be taught and to stand up and be counted instead of hide and search. It is not because there are not things worth searching for out there, there is a mystery for every cold fact and all are equal in there want to be discovered, but it is the idea that i far outreached my grasp and tried to hold on to things where only angels dared to go to bring back bits and pieces half meanings turning them into religions and cages.
I have a purpose and it is this fundamental ideology that propels me through life. I have gained much in my travels and for that i would never undo what has been done. But it is enough for me to occasionally reconnect and thank the spirit that has given me so much instead of wandering destitutely through the higher planes in search of an idea instead of a certainty.
It is, i think, because we know what we do wrong and we know why we do it even if it is a subconscious desire to sabotage ourselves for fear of futures not quite defined and the past the always prevalent past gleaming seductively with its come hither rewritten history about the myths we engaged as well as created.
I can see through the veil into the realm of sobriety and it has its own subtle magic asking us to live instead of ponder the utterances of nothing. No frequency as such that mary jane led us by the hand to explore, just life in its base fundamentality vivid and rich beyond belief. I think the beginning of our journey was to find the soul through the action of leaving the body behind, To combine our pent up energies with the cosmic nexus so that we wouldn't be so lonely. We needed a chance to remember our birth rights and purpose and so we sought ever increasing responsibility casting farther and farther into the rivers of time tossing back the little fish for the more outlandish theories and purpose driven intents. Chasing strings of improbability our fathers societal memes and the chance to break out of our destinies to reform and fulfill new desires born on the back of a greater expanded world purpose.
Unfortunately like all things good man has a tendency to overexpose to use up or squander, and it was much the same with the psychic energies we once saw vibrating through life. We got use to the transcendental experience and took it as a lifestyle instead of a catylist to remind us of the existence we live in and that the filter of the human flesh is needed to answer some of our more primitive Promethean ideals.
It is interesting to see the men and women we have become after our long journey through the nether regions of our own minds, sometimes worse for wear, bone weary and heartfull but ultimately better for the experience. But we have been gone so long that it is like arriving in a daze not able to make the fundamental connections, which once we found constraining, now we cling to because it is real because it has but one path and less meaning. The idea of being alive to awaken after years spent elsewhere into the body that originally seemed unable to contain the fire that burned at our cores, now feels more empty as if in our search we have left more behind than what we gained.
Perhaps it should be called the lean experience of transcendental plane ascension. Because we are bloated with desire once we depart the physical plane carrying with us our pretenses and our expectations, that fall away rapidly once the expanses of our minds reach their full potentials. Blown wide open seeing where our ancestors saw but unlike them we had no structure no guidance to allows us to bring the experience into the realm of waking. We wandered for a time loosing self and purpose. But life as it does reasserts its authority over us. The paths we once tread had closed due to circumstance asking now for a great sacrifice in order to be opened once more. Some pay this fee hoping to be connected again to the universe and we nearly always get our wish even if it is not quite what we remember, for most though, we choose the rationality of life.
The desire for things to be just as they are without deeper meaning or sub-straits of thoughts connected to energy field quotients seems to be the current mode in which i operate. That simplicity, to look at something and know its good. Order from chaos is what i have been seeking as of late as a way to rationalize where i have been what i want and the steps to get there. I have taken with me many lifetimes worth of memories and emotions and experiences from that cosmic other place and its time to set to work on my own paradise on earth. To teach what needs to be taught and to stand up and be counted instead of hide and search. It is not because there are not things worth searching for out there, there is a mystery for every cold fact and all are equal in there want to be discovered, but it is the idea that i far outreached my grasp and tried to hold on to things where only angels dared to go to bring back bits and pieces half meanings turning them into religions and cages.
I have a purpose and it is this fundamental ideology that propels me through life. I have gained much in my travels and for that i would never undo what has been done. But it is enough for me to occasionally reconnect and thank the spirit that has given me so much instead of wandering destitutely through the higher planes in search of an idea instead of a certainty.
