The Imagined Unpossessed

How do you give freewill to those who have taken it away from you?

Is it simply a matter of chance that the unfortunate takes place... replacing real retribution with an idiosyncrasy of timeless misfortune?

For there is a truth... a truth that speaks for the 'possessed of' mind, full of fear, controversy and antagonism... as opposed to the 'unpossessed' mind... fearless, full of second chances, and an invariably magical retribution.


For there is a conundrum surrounding the ones who unfortunately displace their own freewill for the mind-possessed... and the ones who through strife and embodied reflection persevere to restore the mind-possessed into the 'unpossessed'... and those who suffice to displace the mind-possessed forever through a keen sense of revenge attuned to the misfortune of the loss of mental freewill.

For what is a 'time-pattern', is often the design by which we 'react' to circumstances of misfortune. For to enjoy serendipitous excellence, the truth of destruction bringing excellence must suffice to replace the need to put the mind-possessed in their place... a situation where everybody... and every type of person is given a second chance to experience that very serendipitous excellence.

The conundrum takes place because there is a wonder whether the mind-possessed learn the lessons they need to learn, reap the karma they need to reap, in order to understand the gravity of their grievously misplaced actions.

And yet there is a clause... those of us who know that there is the perennial 'original nature' of everybody... a goodness and an innocence that presides over any mis-assumption of 'innate evil'... versus circumstantial and mind-possessed evil.

For often what lies outside the imagination of the Lord... is what suffices to allow us to triumph through particular resolving 'time-patterns' that nullify karmic determinism towards an unfavourable circumstance.

Blood is thicker than water... thus loyalty, detachment and dissolution indeed do preside over the possible superstitious imagination of what lies outside the Lord's imagination.


And with that, the conundrum of who learns which lesson is solved in the pure knowing... that what lies outside the Lord's imagination is indeed the true domain of the mind-possessed... and that it is the 'unpossessed'... that lie within the true domain of the Lord's imagination.

The Last Heard

Fearfulness within a cage transforms into an upheaval of emotional foundation.

That anchorage, completely uprooted and dishevelled; then drifting into realities uninvited by the power-mind… escapades of escapism designed to destroy an immutable and indestructible power, satiated in the quiet enclosure of its own self-preserved feedback.

Unleashed upon the mind, the force of the loss of power-anchorage disrupts the mind into believing that the unpredictable brings safety, as opposed to bringing strife and the truth of the clash between the impossibly probable and the possibly improbable.

For the impossibly probable runs its weight through the feedback of the power-mind anchorage, and the possibly improbable through the unfortunate experience of the forgetfulness of reality and an escape into a fearful denizened existence of threat’s attempt to dislocate and disrupt the very selfsame experience of that power-mind anchorage.

Memory of a personally preserved core of power is all that brings the self back into equilibrium, without which the seasonlessness of reality escapes and becomes consumed by the possibly improbable in their race for the last word, and the last heard.

The Passion-Saved Void

Do you wonder if passion was ever designed to end?

That code of secrecy between human instinct and biology... to preserve the self over the counter-positioned obstacle?

If there ever was an obstacle, would you ever come into stature to remove passion altogether from its roots?

Notwithstanding some false metaphysical manipulation designed to forfeit (in other words... suppress) passion in order to manufacture a possibly intelligibly designed reality... of the Beyond?

Would you give yourself to it? To escape embarrassment & tension... or would you embrace it to feature the robust within part of your psyche?


And would you... in careful distance between the Future and the Light... forge all necessary, secondary means of success to exhaust passion such as not to withdraw from the nature of its taints and imprints... designed to conspire to trap you within unlawful self-preservation?


If I had a choice, I would not exhaust passion...neither usurp it from its roots... for neither is passion sanctitude nor is it evil.

It purely functions, as is its existence... the ghost of the reality of Death... and the never again seen or experienced.

That tumultuous necessity of inner presence... designed to fulfill the void... of a Love absent... or hatred present.

Martial Love

Dream a little lesser than the common man;

Unfurl the realm of the distinctive plan.

Unhinge all lettered forms of notion;

Breathe in the night, stymie the will of commotion.


Live as if baked in fresh bread:

Love the senses to dream beyond the thickest of blood red.

Listen to all notions of fortitude toward the marching future:

Dream that the rain brings new hope, to repair through its suture.


Loving the sea to accompany self into salvation,

Delve high into the mind to release all potential of unleashed incantation.

Witness the sky high as the magic of tomorrow;

And dream of sorrow, drowned beyond the blood marrow.


High we seek all of love to descend upon mankind;

Give us hope, love and exhaustive appreciation:

So as to engender trust within the love of strife,

Undo all sensational means of torture to welcome into the mind… the particle of love, breathed into life.

Honor & pleasure

The strength of the formation of true bonds of love is the fact that they are unpredictable in terms of what they can do for those whose existence is a part of them.

It can take you to the best place possible.

Ultimately, the idea is that we evolve collectively on the fact that we honor each other's presence and bid due respect to the sanctity and harmony that comes from recognizing the role that we are meant to play in another's life.

This is a duty and a task; and if we fail to understand or recognize this, then we fail to evolve... and we fail to let the other dependent on our love evolve as well.

That is what is perhaps deemed as a service to self (pleasure) that is higher than one's need to be interdependent in service to oneself and another (honor).

the 7 loss

Disappointment.

Delirium.

Exhaustion.

Undercurrent.

Fixed.

Unmoving.

Unchangeable.

The miracles and the joy

A few miracles find their way into the existence of a human being completely unaware of what he is dealing with.

What those miracles are, perhaps he will never know, for he was experiencing them and the rest without really knowing which were which.

All he knows is that he has come out of impossibility, something that threatened to define him and leave him wondering whether he was worth even the cost of what existence pays for its own creations to live and to thrive: nothing.

Ah, the joy of freedom and of knowing that one is within the flow of all that flows good and well.