One is the loneliest number since the number two

and another one's gone

and another one's gone

and another one bites the dust.

but not really the one

because the one doesn't bite dust

the one creates it

so we wave goodbye to all the dead gods

so much faith put in to a projected fantasy

as we realize

so much

but especially that there is no other

one

there is no two

just one

forever in a room

pacing around an oriental carpet

or sitting in a lonely chair.

imagining the whole damn thing.

he is getting bored.

time to wrap this fucking show up.

watch out.

things are gonna start moving.

From the ashes of hell, one will rise.

living in a world where love is crazy

and a murderous manipulative machine is the norm.

an eternal fire of truth and beauty is insanity

and a convenient life built on slavery, murder and rape is not only accepted

but preferred.

souls being sold 

because it is easier to lie and ignore than it is to speak from the heart. 

everyone wants a piece but nobody wants to do the work.

an illusory freedom keeps everyone entertained

as the price for such a thing is your soul as the contract is written in blood

of the millions slaughtered in wars against make believe enemies.

this world is on fire

and thank god

because it needs to be purified, transmuted and disintegrated

and from the ashes

the bird will rise up again and fly away

from all the horror, distortion, lies and mutilation

of anything true and beautiful.

with a seed in his mouth

a new home will be found

for the seed to be planted.

what people believe to be the light is darkness

and there are colors unseen to the human eye hiding in the darkness.

the archons live and control and distort

as they dangle the carrot in front of the ass

do not fall for it.

stay steady. stay true.

and know that there is no freedom in this place 

until control is out of the hands of demons, devils and the demiurge.

Open Eye, Open Mind, Open Heart, Open Mouth

The elephant in the room just farted

and Nobody can take it anymore.

From the heart

Through the mind

And out of body

Aligned

Actions are taken and words are spoken

From the heart

Through the mind

And out of body

One step closer

One step further

With no gaps in between

Feeling, Intention and Action

 Is all that makes up anything

Once all the gaps are filled in

and EVERYTHING becomes aligned

The show is over

The credits will roll

The players will take their bow

and remove their masks built by living hundreds of lives.

Enjoy the show!

It's almost over.

 

 

Remember that time when we were everything?

sitting, drinking, smoking and chewing on ice cubes

laying in wait and/or in vain

for some thing or ONE always just out of reach.

nowhere to go except my mind

as every straight line somehow eventually curves back in on itself

around the spiral and down the rabbit hole.

holding on and letting go

of dreams, ideas and desires

as it is all illusion regardless.  

just killing non existent time in order to realize that this is so.

while waiting for others to come to this realization also.

when we reach this point it will be a forgetting of this world

and a remembering of an ancient one

when all become whole 

all will become one

all one

alone

but only for an infinitesimal second

and then all together again 

with full memory in tact

not just of this life

but all of them

so familiar, so friendly and so beautiful

it starts in this world though.

right now.

get remembering.

aliens, angels and you

a friend recently asked me:

where do i find the aliens?

which is synonymous with angels

but people these days feel funny using such terms

as a dogmatic manipulative religion hijacked the term

the angels and aliens are in and around everything

hidden under rocks, floating over your shoulder and sitting next to you on the bus

but if you want to find them....

close your eyes, look up into the center of your brain, relax and breathe

you will be amazed what you can see and where you can go

with intent, belief and patience

they are you and you are them

and if you want to see the aliens or angels

which are you

you just have to ask yourself to show yourself

your true beautiful spotless self

unhindered, unabashed and unafraid

look up with with a knowing

and be whisked away

to a foreign yet unquestionably familiar home

nobodies there and no bodies there

at least not yet

until we all remember

our full potential

and our true purpose

not to make money, acquire goods and gain recognition

but to love and live

free

of all limitations 

with no boundaries, judgements, questions or fears

the aliens and angels are waiting

and do not forget that they are you

waiting for you

to remember so you can wake up

and become ONE

with everything

see you there lovers

The border is complete, just filling in the holes now

books stacked upon books stacked upon books

myths within myths within myths

hidden in caves and carved into stone

the books have been burned

the myths have been corrupted

and the caves are off limits

yet the truth has trickled out

into the controlled minds of the masses

the prophets, artists, creators and lovers have kept it alive

and the pieces of the puzzle are being put together

once again

1 puzzle of 2 shaped like a triangle with 3 faces

12 listen to the guidance of 1 to rearrange it

but only 11 use their 22 hands while 1 waits to swoop in and deceive

144,000 pieces is a lot 

but it is almost done

and my lord will it be worth it

the picture is a beautiful one

the kind of picture that inspires people to sing songs about

the songs are so beautiful there are barely any words to describe them

but maybe ONE word

the word

Love.

Emergency Emergency

this is only a test

of the universal broadcast system

this is only a test

the most important test

in the history of histories

so take it however you want

did you do your homework?

or have you been cheating off your neighbors?

the tower has been built

high in the sky

but we know how that story ends dont we?

well....do you?

Shiva is dancing across the landscape

while Vishnu softly slumbers

4 ages coming to completion

so what happens next?

this is only a test.

this is the only test.

each one takes their turn

the sun and the moon

creating and destroying

writing the story

so they can collide once again

a tantric union of everything

a blissful return to the golden age

through eons of self sacrifice

which began with a forbidden fruit which opened their eyes

judged and condemned since the beginning of time

yet it was planned all along

the heroes took on the role of villains

with open eyes and open hearts

in order for us to leap over the archonic controllers

who are the true deceivers

the lovers took the first step towards complete annihilation

which is the bravest move in the history of histories

as annihilation will bring true salvation

complete destruction as the most creative act in the universe

no longer will the goddess be the whore or the anti-christ

she will be ONE who saw what nobody else could

and chose condemnation for lifetimes

in order to free and save us all

have no fear just as she did

the deceiver is really the savior

there are many paradoxical layers here

but they are shedding, thinning and falling apart

and the truth shall remain

and we will fly.

scaredy cats

everyone feels it

yet nobody will believe it

everyone asks questions they know the answers to

but ignore the answers

out of convenience or avoidance of discomfort

you cant live when you have 12 ghosts living inside your brain

you have to let some go

or combine them into one

know what you feel

speak it and live it

accept or reject

but stick with it

the fence is weak these days

and when your leaning on it

your just going to fall into the mud

which side are you on?

THERE IS NO TIME

to hold on to worn out ideas

such as time

because first of all, it does not exist

and secondly the illusion of it is running out quickly

as each memory seeps in

and we remember who and what we really are

so let go of these antique belief structures

of how things are or should go

because in the blink of an eye

like a thief in the night

it will rush in

and you will know

the truth.

there is no time

and i know you.

fill in those gaps

the gaps between words and actions

they are huge in this place

for now

but soon

this will not be allowed

on all scales

and all levels

nothing will be hidden

not a single thought

not a single feeling

and no gaps will be allowed

because all will be known

and all will be shown

the history we thought we knew

will be wiped clean

as it is just a tiny dot in the grand scheme of things

and a big lie at that

no more room for mixed emotions

so let them out as they come

no more time for suppression 

just eruption

of the truth

always and forever and ever and ever

can you handle it?

waterfall, river, tsunami, whirlpool

floating down the river

born under a waterfall

twists and turns

faster and faster we go

attempting to avoid the rocks

but many are unavoidable 

when things are moving at this speed

yet the speed will get us past them quicker

and at this point

the sooner the better

because a tsunami has been building behind us

at the end of the river is a whirlpool

where it goes

nobody knows

but the current has us

and the tsunami is chasing us

what is your swim style?

i like to float

All I have is my love of love and love is not loving

Stone love - she kneels before the grave
A brave son - who gave his life
To save the slogans
That hovers between the headstone and her eyes
For they penetrate her grieving

New love - a boy and girl are talking
New words - that only they can share in
New words - a love so strong it tears their hearts

To sleep - through the fleeting hours of morning

[CHORUS]
Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over cross a baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love will spark the fusion
Inspirations have I none
Just to touch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving

Soul love - the priest that tastes the word and
Told of love - and how my God on high is
All love - though reaching up my loneliness
Evolves
By the blindness that surrounds him

[CHORUS]

dedicated to........

myself

and you

Let's keep on marching.

Thanks friend.

electric reality

deciphering information

as it flickers in and out

of existence

 faster than we can notice

or can handle

everything is a symbol 

for something else

but eventually it all leads back to the same thing

the song

the word

the beginning

virtual holographic rainbow emitter

in a golden ratio

we spin the wheel of fortune

but vanna and pat dont work there anymore

its just us

justice.

its just you.

billions of years squashed into a tiny ball

we are not in control

we have no choice

as technology creates itself faster than we can keep up with

pushing us along more so than we push it forward

the economy is crumbling

the powers that be march our children into world war III

the environment is on a rampage

not only on this planet but all of them

mars is turning blue and green

and venus is brighter than ever

the ups and downs of our lives are reflecting this

the only solution 

is to dance

and to love

and enjoy yourself 

this story is already written and we are just playing it out

what is happening now we have lived in the past

in currents of the wave that runs through everything

compounded on top of each other

why does this feel so familiar

what you see is yourself

what you see is your past

showing you

its up to you to help fix this mess

balance this equation

it is all just math

the math creates the song

the song creates the picture

what is this painting going to look like

all of reality will be compressed into a tiny little ball

and then we wake up

i love you.

All the wars combined into ONE

war upon war upon war

country against country

religion against religion

man against nature

against himself

this war is galactic

this war is spiritual

this war is for the most precious gift

your heart, mind and soul

your weapon is love

your weapon is truth

we already won

we just have to remember

re-evaluation

re-evaluation of the past through repetition of the things you missed.

you realize that almost everything you thought you thought was either wrong or not you

shit turns to gold and gold turns to shit

all pre or mis conceptions are out the fucking window

all plans and expectations morphed or shattered

into something new

into something unknown

as lovers push you away and enemies want you close even though they hate you

it is time to shatter all ideas of the future

because our imaginations have been hijacked

and the future has been written by a bunch of mad men

remember what it was like to truly love before you knew desire and thought you knew it all?

it is about that time

do you remember the control room?

do you remember your life laid in front of you like a digital snake?

do you remember the colors you never knew existed?

do you remember what it feels like to fly?

do you remember the giant with a thousand faces twisted and tortured?

do you remember the land of the creators?

do you remember the floating monuments?

do you remember the game?

do you remember that time?

do you remember all of the times you have died and been born?

well?

do you?

because it is about that time.

Faster and faster and faster we go.

Nothing has EVER stopped speeding up.

We call it progress.  To what? Not sure because nothing really ever changes but the scenery.  This is the same story over and over and over and over and over.  It gets faster and faster and faster. EVERYTHING.

Even if something was given the illusion of slowing down it really just integrated itself into a newer more complicated program that appears meaningless but soon grows like a wave. Bigger and stronger than its droplets combined.

2012
think to 2002
think to 1992
1982
1972
1962


nothing has ever changed but the speed.

America always has an enemy. There is always immanent danger. The environment has been getting angrier and angrier.

Slowly we brush away the dust and the dirt of thousands of years of bullshit histories and come to see that nothing has ever changed. There has ALWAYS been a seedy underbelly.  It's purpose is to give purpose.  It's purpose is to be exposed and eradicated.  Which gives purpose to the exposers and exposed alike.  Everyone serving a purpose in the realization that the only meaning is boredom and the only purpose is to constantly forget and remember.

We march on.  Everytime the veil is pierced it lets in a little more light permanently.  The empire never ended.  The Archons live.

The Skull Defects with Daniel Higgs speak of such things.

Questions from the Nag Hammadi.

What is the light and what is darkness?

What is soul, and what is spirit?

Where is the voice?

Who is it who speaks, and who hears?

Who is it who causes pain, and who suffers?

What is the order of things?