Happy new moon crazy world, there have been a lot of shit happening lately which I don't want to think about. Is it so crazy to ask for a little peace? does it make you laugh? does it make you think I'm nutz? Well, I'm nutz but the world is also going nutz as I'm seeing it. Hasn't it always?
I wish for peace in this crazy new moon, there have been worst days... thank you for the strength you gave me to go through what I went through the last few weeks, dear universe please loosen your eyes a little bit, we could use a little tear power...
This is not about me.
This is about us...
Showing posts with label Goddess. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Goddess. Show all posts
Friday, August 17, 2012
Friday, August 10, 2012
On Authentic Spirituality
The true rebellion, is not when one raises a colorful flag with courage and goes against for example consumerism, environmental damage, LGBT rights and such, Not that these aren't precious or necessary but the true rebellion is a one man's path at most with the help of a rebel who has crossed the path before.
The true rebellion is psychological (More Jungian than Freudian) in nature. The true rebellion is spiritual in nature. When one goes against what philosophers have called existential anguish during the history of western philosophy specially focused on the human mind and emotion, the inevitable determined nature of being confined in a state of confusion, doubt, fear, anger, unhappiness and boredom (if there is a hint of intelligence, it gets worse)... what my dear existentialist friends call an unchangeable fact of human nature.
During human history only a few have dared to rebel against this "unchangeable" nature of the middle man... the man that is not animal anymore yet to become a god. The man that thinks, questions, develops grudge, desires and achieves... what he wills, at least most of the time.
He searches for something that has been missing since the birth trauma (or even further before)... something simple, you could call it peace of mind or simply put, peace.
I had a glimpse, (here he goes again! haha), something about three weeks of no thinking, inner peace, unconditional love and constant bliss not mentioning how everyday tasks as a 16/17 year old boy became so beautiful that making my bed was like kissing the lips of the goddess herself... No logic, absolutely no logic can explain what happened during those three weeks specially if you know me close enough to see my rage attacks, mental distractions and ongoing anxiety (popping pills like candy)
.
.
.
It faded away... but I'm ok. it's dark, the light comes and goes but I'm mostly in the twilight waiting for the red serpent to say hello, waiting for the touch of her thumb on my forehead, to roar... to roar like a lion freed from his cage after a long long time, to couple with his mate again.
The true rebellion is psychological (More Jungian than Freudian) in nature. The true rebellion is spiritual in nature. When one goes against what philosophers have called existential anguish during the history of western philosophy specially focused on the human mind and emotion, the inevitable determined nature of being confined in a state of confusion, doubt, fear, anger, unhappiness and boredom (if there is a hint of intelligence, it gets worse)... what my dear existentialist friends call an unchangeable fact of human nature.
During human history only a few have dared to rebel against this "unchangeable" nature of the middle man... the man that is not animal anymore yet to become a god. The man that thinks, questions, develops grudge, desires and achieves... what he wills, at least most of the time.
He searches for something that has been missing since the birth trauma (or even further before)... something simple, you could call it peace of mind or simply put, peace.
I had a glimpse, (here he goes again! haha), something about three weeks of no thinking, inner peace, unconditional love and constant bliss not mentioning how everyday tasks as a 16/17 year old boy became so beautiful that making my bed was like kissing the lips of the goddess herself... No logic, absolutely no logic can explain what happened during those three weeks specially if you know me close enough to see my rage attacks, mental distractions and ongoing anxiety (popping pills like candy)
.
.
.
It faded away... but I'm ok. it's dark, the light comes and goes but I'm mostly in the twilight waiting for the red serpent to say hello, waiting for the touch of her thumb on my forehead, to roar... to roar like a lion freed from his cage after a long long time, to couple with his mate again.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Speak To Me
Oh Great Goddess with thousand and one faces reaching through the dense matter to bring gifts to the broken and weary,
Speak to me through the language of no words
Speak to me through the sound of music and the aroma of the sacred lotus
Speak to me through the hidden colors of the rainbow
Speak to me through the spirit of the dawn
Speak to me through the language of no words
Speak to me through the language of no words
Speak to me through the language of no words
As I am yours... You are mine.
One like the morning star
One like the child that dances to the rhythm of the rising sun
We shall be one
And I shall be GONE
Speak to me through the language of no words
Speak to me through the sound of music and the aroma of the sacred lotus
Speak to me through the hidden colors of the rainbow
Speak to me through the spirit of the dawn
Speak to me through the language of no words
Speak to me through the language of no words
Speak to me through the language of no words
As I am yours... You are mine.
One like the morning star
One like the child that dances to the rhythm of the rising sun
We shall be one
And I shall be GONE
Labels:
Goddess,
One,
Poetry,
Spirituality
Saturday, July 28, 2012
The Goddess
She comes from everywhere... To this Mr Nobody, sharing the wisdom of ages, the unconditional love of a mother. By her love and wisdom I am blessed not worthy enough to kiss her feet...
Labels:
Goddess,
Love,
Spirituality,
Surrender,
Wisdom
Saturday, July 21, 2012
On Cannabis
Smoking Cannabis is a disrespectful way of using it. it must be taken orally and not for the intention of running away from one's agony or problems but to receive guidance from the goddess... Cannabis has been underrated in it's spiritual potentials in the west but it has been used for centuries in the east (Ganja) for spiritual purposes. Given the right amount, the right environment and the right mindset, it can be a very powerful spiritual tool. It is important to remember it should be taken orally(tincture or oil based) at most once a week for spiritual purposes or even once a month (higher amount), alone and with humility toward the whole.
Om Shanti Shanti Shanti Om
Om Mani Padme Hum
Om Shanti Shanti Shanti Om
Om Mani Padme Hum
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)







