Sunday, December 29, 2013

We do not live days, just one single night.
In the shower it is easy to imagine I am scrubbing myself clean, not of dirt but of the taint of humanity.  The soap taking away all the hurt, evil, and pettiness of a planet of beings.  Gone with it is my prison, their imaginary concept of what the world is and how is should be ran.  The primal instinct to conquer so ingrained in brains it is hard to distinct anyone from animal.  Captured in the loop of a created time, repeating forever the history of flawed beings stumbling through existence as we all have been hobbled by marching to the same decay rate.  Stalled, we no longer battle against nature but with ourselves.  Without natural contact with the Universe we have stopped adapting to situations and our bodies grow dumb.  At a thought and exercise in generations we could have wings, instead telepathic beings prefer to bask in blinding radioactive waves of a single star and sleep when the light of infinite stars do greet.  Our senses are reversed and not a single soul has ever moved through time or space freely.  Our planetary peace which could easily exist does not, we are simply not peaceful beings.  Our history has committed us to defend imaginary lines and pledge allegiances which separate the natural born citizens of earth.  Scrub away our sins, let the rain take away this filth which coats my every pore.  For I only exist here now in peace.

Monday, December 23, 2013

The human race has spent too much time in the day light.  Our minds not evolved, adapted to cooler climes, grown under infinite stars instead of being roasted by just one.  Our exposure to the true universe we have never lived.

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Maybe there is a purpose behind my procrastination
Kill to eat not to entertain.
If time is the highway and the cars are us, then time travel is made up in the acceleration as you pass are passed or join up with others.
Time is like a highway, relative but dynamic. One can and should move independently using the mind when to accelerate, coast, or decelerate during our travels of coming on and off her exits for this briefiest of rides. But stack every car upon each other in the same spot and moving at the same speed is unnatural, it denies all the freedom of movement.  If we are the cars then the synchronization to calendars and clocks hobbles us and denies of our truest existence in this universe.  We have never moved naturally while an entire highway waits for us to fill it at our own paces. Destroy the cruise control and take the wheel to smash through the retaining wall, drive your car as you were meant to.  Your mind never exercised is no where near its potential.

Friday, December 6, 2013

Because I can imagine it, it exists.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

If our self simply ends at death then now is all we have.  The time among the care of our billions in species is our greatest assets.  For in the share of our effort yields enormous achievements, celebrated our knowledge and luck have wealthed us a world.  Our competition as food to the Universe, we can defend mostly from, but birth and survival is The test to endure; it requires sense.  In our peaceful collation of creative and driven the entertainment is ourselves.  Children raising parents spreading our volunteered wills to live.   If now is all we have, together I want it spent.  I need no coercion, no reward, no recognition, all which matters to me is that in my living I contribute whether I moving or standing still.  This peace is the shelter of our numbers and for it the timeless respite we can offer to each other.  No demand  is necessary, for in the end we are all still caring for each other.  Our imprisonment in a self imposed war of hatred rapped in judgments of worth is the sin allowed upon the majority to drown in the blood of our worst evils as we have repetitiously contribute to continue.  Hell on earth by us demons is wrong, it is time to mature, claim our souls and behave as the angels might envision a haven.  If now is all I have, I would rather know that my life leaves behind a legacy of thought.  I hope the children of earth prosper and multiply to see ourselves in every galaxy.   If we are to have longevity on countless worlds, then our mother Earth we should first get it right.