The frontal lobe
The Amygdala
The pre-frontal cortex.
Needed activation for advanced species, civilization, innovation, Renaissance.
Well yes. Okay. The thing about that is....
Humanity is like a flock of big dumb birds now. One gets spooked and takes off in one direction they all follow, one squawks they all start squawking the exact same thing each trying to be louder than the next. The internet/being connected destroyed free thought and individualism not totalitarian governments like everyone feared.
"Probably the whole "You must impress me non-stop or I get bored and
leave, anything you can do I can do better, you must financially take
care of me, I hate privilege, you must have a great career" all mixed
together in the most obnoxious contrary way. and didn't even get into
their absolute obsessions with their smart phones."
I know. They're souls are gone!
They're vapid. Not worth the trouble.
It's why I switched my Muse over to Nature.
"when I lived in Eastern Europe for a couple of months and realized that
American women are not all that- I grew up being taught this as a brown
skin. I realized I was crying over a nasty roasty when there are really
beautiful, traditional women elsewhere in the world. They were actually
nice and feminine over there. It is no wonder "Passport Bros" became a
thing."
Typically.
You can't be sorry to see it, or to call it out.
What a tragedy
The bread and pasta here and there are different. They do not "fortify" their wheat products.
survived
again
by living my soul
and spirit
without others negativity
or misjudgement of me
bending my way or path.
I don't care if you
don't accept me
when it is me bringing my
soul and imagination
and who I am.
You cannot live others' lives
So judge not unless you can
converse with truth.
And be like the words preached,
if you go about in that manner of speech.
The international community of consciousness acceleration is to be taken seriously.
There are beautiful minds there.
Locally, I cannot take it seriously. And do not project my serious self there,
or bring up totally clarified topics, because they are not taken seriously themselves,
as for truths of the inner being. It is political-driven, and ego-driven, and not serious at all.
In fact, this entire country is in a plummet, where stupidity is taking over.
And that includes a stupidity of the tarot and some feign and ugly, material version of the sacral self.
I speak, internationally, to students and such,
and see hope there.
Locally, I wouldn't trust any of the wisdom of these people whatsoever.
It is stoner logic and a tarot hollywood. That is not for me.
I risk what i say by saying it because I think there are higher or deeper sources
that will keep me on whatever path is necessary either way.
I am disappointed in the populace of western land, localized or immigrated.
You celebrate and worship stupidity and divisions and I am ashamed in you.
they dont think
so this does not matter.
and they always have an excuse,
because they exist as irritants and destroyers.
they're programmed pests,
so you lose to begin with you if you try to use logic against those who don't use logic.
they are termites and cancers,
you don't reason with either you destroy them
the ink type selection being used for mass produced ingredients for your tattoos are going to catch up to you, because your lymph node system is going to be constantly trying to filter poison.
No I'm not anti alternative-expression wouldn't you be surprised
Just it is the new mega-trend, and isn't extremely as special as made up to be
(genuine unique character traits are: like developing your mind, and body and soul. Or being humble.)
And it will be a massive collective health issue.
Soul Soils of Night Meadows!
Silent Breezes are Sonorously Soft.
Small Farms and
Gentle Creek Sounds.
Phoenix People In Indigo Ways
Where Night Sunsets Reposition.
Phoenix People Are Like A Calm
In the Air
For the Walker Outdoors
Walking Outdoors Ever the more
Into that Night
that's a Grain Like A Film
The Internal Spirit of
Curiosity the Internal King of
An Imagination.
Separate from the Busy Dizzy World
Repositioned to Belonging.
Night Nature in the Warm
Touches the Pores in Indigo Ways
Where Night Sunsets Reposition
Commanding Long Wanders, Dreamy Days.
In all these Small Farm Lands
Where Wild Wild Cats Scurry
And Sometimes Sounds of Wood Chymes
Of Neighbors Far
Sound so Magical and Its in
Timeless that I Walk
Any Direction Is a New Sense
To Take In..
Natural Sounds, of the Night.
Little Creeks Continuing Never Ceasing
Birds of Night and Wheat Fields Being Combed
By The