Real or not? To be or not to be? To fucking let go of the posturing and mental masturbations that the mind thrives on. Get it? The MIND, the fucking matrix mind thrives on our going around and around in circles.
Words, words, words … spells you cast on yourself. Aren’t I smart, look how wicked wise I am, see? See me … yes you are seen, as I am seen and this is the transparency of LOVE.
The glue, the permeation of All Space, that is all there ever was or will be. But to really love you have to BE Love. Get it?
Space is the new frontier. Get it?
Go run to your pen and keyboard, look up the next guru, find the one out there that will tell you what you already KNOW. Trust? When will you trust your self?
What don’t you get? What do you hold on to? What are you afraid of? I will tell you… your power. You are so afraid of blowing it, you are afraid because you haven’t seen deep enough, you don’t know so you hold back, you retreat in the worn out comfort zones of the SIMULATION.
Occulted knowledge, dredge it up from within your selves. Then watch how the Universe conforms to you. Yup, to you. Want to change things, tired of the manipulations? You are responsible, there is no other outside of you … get it?
Who if not you? She looks around, she scans … she has seen a few that are verging like herself.
Earth Empaths is not just another forum, it is a compendium of y-our energy. What do you want it to be? We, the Ladies and a few quiet Gentlemen, Know what formed this little island in the cyber sea of irrelevancy.
If ee goes down the same pathway that is so fucking well tread, so deeply entrenched in the human psyche and it ceases to be relevant then it loses all potentiality. Up to all of us now, ain’t it?
Let go friends, of image, of archetype, of the matrix. Don’t you get it? The MATRIX, the false mother you feel you need to make an excuse to for your existence.
There is something new being born, is emerging…
I am going to rock and roll, I am rebel with a cause.
She picks up where we left off.
There is a chasm, a rift, a tear in time, a divide. Time to build the bridge, an inside job.
Whiners, procrastinators, grousers, whankers, mental masturbators… such useless activities.
Life so miraculous, so gracious and full, fire in the blood, essential passion is all wasted on what, she dares ask?
She wants to hear from you, outside the box, floating freely in space. Knowing in Love. Trusting your inner light that only you can dredge up from the depth of your own well. The power of light is in the darkness.
What a tool your mind is, double innuendo intended. Who uses that tool and to what purpose?
Earth Empaths is already a Body of Work. Get to know Her, she stands naked before you vital, alive and real.
She wants to say more, she is at wits end. She is you and she is me. The problem is identified, what be thy will?
"Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. Love is the law, love under will."
Yup, she is off her rocker and unhinged again!
Get it.
