Together in All Varieties - We are Never Alone

For it is in the quiet of the night the knowledge matters so little to the masses while on the individual level, when happiness slows to a trickle and there is little comfort and security is reliant upon circumstance.  Perhaps it is because lacks validity without the presence of another. Whether family, friend or lover, it seems that the majority of us need love to propel our will in order to advance. 

Print: The Undine by Arthur Rackham

I know that I do. I would be willing to bet that you're a lot like me, needing comfort in others. There's something about the shared nature of humanity. But how it is so easy to fail to see, through the prism of the next level, through the minds eye we walk together. Physical and astral, there are always plenty of others to bear a bit of the load, we simply need to ask. So, instead, we feel alone and begin to down the rabbit trail of consciousness alone. We curse the spiritual, unorthodox vibrations casting shadows on hope. 

Then there are those that hear a calling, from the distance, a greater awakening awaits for them. Those considering resistance, should understand that there is no recourse. Those that succeed and remain free in the mundane were simply happenstance. Persistence of the universe is the dialogue of discourse. Fighting is futile but you can try, many have but they didn't stand a chance. But why would you want this? Do you not trust those voices? The ones that keep you from being lonely in a world of dark?

We all have voices in our head. I call mine, “The Congress”. During the day the remain confused but when the moon comes out, they work their will and bind their truth. Judgment is cast out and there is no where to hide when the shadow mind erupts. 

They talk in voices sometimes barely more than a whisper. The only ones that you need to hear are those that are based on love of any kind. The others, pay them no peace of mind. When you hear the calls out from the darkness, trails of consciousness drifting across the veil, know they aren’t the best judge of characters. 

Who can we rely upon to have our best interests at heart?  Who will love you when you can't manage to love yourself?

Yet, their perspective gains traction as they grow in numbers. On those days when their whispers join together, seeking the repair that which has been severed, the beauty of that voice is beyond compare. They have been working tirelessly, which is easy enough for beings made of dreams and memories, to find truths that will set them free from daily reality. After-all, orthodoxy and contemplations  of philosophical things are less pertinent since Science prevails. 

A microcosm is a terrifying place, with more dangers than the mundane.Sanity slips with one mistake….and who knows how long it will take to come back up for air? Rules are made to be broken, but first, you must be familiar. Take time to experience this life in any way and always welcome the unfamiliar. The more you know, as you escalate you will resonate with those more like you. You’ll find understanding in the vibration, beyond the veil. Silence is key or for your first few times, follow me, so long as you’re unafraid of hell. The path is worn but walked before… Know thyself and you’ll do well. The truth will always begin with you…Distortion of your body stems from the contortion of your mind. As you sink further from your path, you’ll feel the tearing of your layers, skin down to the bone. 

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The process isn’t pretty, being so far from your home. Choose wisely for she’s a tricky vixen, that Destiny. Enticing with her tales of Babylon. Stay standing still for longer than she likes and she’ll snip your cord and you’ll be gone. This game is made for shakers of the game. If you’re of little use to us, how will your personal story not be the same? Recognize deceptions and qualify their chaos with the purpose for existence. Try and test the boundaries, so you know what you have to work with. The mundane has you guard yourself against crooked salesman and wolves with sheep’s clothing worn, but whoever is skeptical with a Bible salesman knocking at the door?You know better. You may have a thought, about what you are and what you are not… but have you witnessed all your flaws and truly understood what you’ve got. 

Whether bad or good, the makeup remains the same, we were all born with something designed to capture souls and dull the brain. Whether you are facing pride, arrogance or vanity… 

Whether it is an overwhelming bitterness or the lusting loins throbbing with desire, know yourself now or learn to love yourself later… once you’ve burned within the fire. 

Scars are never simple, flames take a time to repair. 

A final plea, or properly, this is a warning and not a dare.  The Light Brings Love and Truth. Prepare yourself with gratitudes. Challenge the path before you’re ready and I promise the fates, surely won’t play fair. 

In Love and Light.

Ninety-Three / Seven Seventy

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