We Live In A World [Where time is made up]

Be it night or day, the craftsman is made of clay
Shaping his armies with less vision
So they can live by his rules of play
Yet he himself is feeble
In his own selfish righteous way
Whom sends out hired killers, he still is made of clay.

"I ain't gonna shed my skin for you."

So lately I've been pondering on all of the exits away from the madness of the material world, and while most people want to fix everything on the outside, going back to self is the very last thing one would want to confront, because there is nothing more scary nor frightening than the self... Than to face your own shadows.. Which is why so many damn people can be uptight or voiding about analyzing or changing one's self to fix a problem. We all just want to blame the world around us. It's hard though, it seems, to escape the traps.. And the digger you deep and the more you learn about how the human body, neurons, signals and world operates. The deeper and deeper the trap seems to get. With the farther back you travel upon history, culture and wisdom the more ass-backwards of a direction things have seemed to of delved as to where we are right now.

The very idea that many can't even announce their own state capitol or admit to the power of thought suggestion begins to show a downward slope of knowledge and respect of self. If one had respect of self, they would see just what a sham the formal education system is, alongside the indoctrination through media culture. Even the very process of me bringing this up pigeonholes me as some whacko but after a while that accusation starts to sort of wear off.. You can go around trying to tell the world your ideas or mindset, hoping that it's right... When you yourself could possibly even be wrong.. Yet still, it's the idea that your "whackjob" ideas can't even be taken as a slight possibility, when they are able to offer more merit than the socially engineered opinion, that's when the concern really begins to make faces fluster. Take it as this: To be burnt alive suggesting the world is oblate.. Is it any different now? Are they witches or communists or terrorists? It's all fear, fear of someone else or fear of self, it is all the same.

The suppression of knowledge begins to come into play for many of the reasons of dire need in the control of information. If any of these prior topics even seem a bit startling or "out there" then they'll probably lock me up for eternity from some of the experiences that I have went through or viewpoints I've looked into the past week to month. Which started snowballing from the past few years or so. Yet, the more I look at how I am feeling about things lately, the more it fits right in like a puzzle piece to some of the knowledge practiced in the culture I am obsessed with learning of which is Egypt, and early Sumeria. The practices of symbol, magic, mystery school, soul, dimension and so forth were common knowledge and interest but when it is even brought up or mentioned in present we have been trained to shun anybody like idea off and outward.. "You're a fucking nutter.. Why can't you just stick to talking about beer and football.. or celebrity death?" Because these are the mechanisms to keep us dumb as dribble coming out the wrong end..

But still, To those out there interested in the same forms of research, do you not have to 'act' to make it through this life? To keep your head down because once you try and cross that line of 'dignity' and basic knowledge, you're pretty much castrated.. So one has to go along and pretend the way around in this material world. I guarantee, without even getting into any of the subjects as of yet, that there would be many turning their heads towards me to even hear this, part of those afraid of themselves, a fear to realize the possibilities. I keep on saying that we are truly afraid of the power of self because it is the idea that we can all change this world we mourn, bitch and hate that is all based on time and schedule.. We can change it if we want to, but we keep on participating, but I'm fucked up for talking about that. But you know, at the end, Things are dusted off for what they truly are. It's a very strange time, and there were some personal experiences that really, really pushed my perception of things on outwards regarding the concept of time.

"All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves." of course,A quote by Bill Hicks. I've always thought about and analyzed this perception before, in which many, many others such shamans, spiritualists and many many people who, just because they hadn't watched all the ball games of their time, shouldn't be classified as 'nutters' but as those to maybe learn something from. I would always wonder about the merit of the quote, because it felt pretty on target, but I never, ever thought I would actually experience that state of being... Until, well, it actually occurred.

That's all for now (folks.) I know visiting this blog may be unbalancing at sometimes, but if you do, it's at your own risk.. Because eventually I'm going to get into some pretty far out stuff (Not even as far out as some of the things I'm still dwelling upon but still pretty out there compared to programmed perception. It also must be weird having one entry speak of a couple of new songs I'd been working on (Yeah,too many more songs to come!) and then me talking about consciousness and illusion, but take it all in balance.. I don't want to wear a mask for anybody, So take it as it comes. I enjoy what I do, and know it will be just as much effort to get any ideas or creations out saying the things that will come up, but damnit, some things just need to be said and thought about.. No more masks, It can't be October 31st all year around.