Sometimes it’s not what we think or feel but HOW we think and feel that matters. Do we respect our bodies?! And others?! Yes, you can ask too much of someone, manipulate obligation by guilt, only leading towards loss of personal energy and theirs! It’s far more easy to allow yourself to be sad and follow your path, knowing there’s a light at the end of the tunnel than to fight it! If you have a cold, stay in bed and not pass the negative drainage around! All these splash in the pool of the collective. These being actions from our estimations of ourselves. So, I suppose again… Selfish power may include raising light energy for yourself, but are you hacking a cough at you coworker while you meditate at your office?! I’m a big fan of consequence because variables and probability are so fascinating, in that; they never run out. There’s always chance. How do you Hap?! Thus for my Happy New Year, I intend to let the powers that be Hap within respect of others and healthy boundaries of course. But, I want to see what HAPpens, when energy isn’t about self seeking light, but about simply being! So, maybe I will do art and not mop today, or tend to my garden as the fridged sun tickles my skin! And, my heart will not be worried about obligatory responses, but rather will sing, and I’m pretty sure consequently time will slow down enough so that I’ll have time for a quick mop. Time lessens probability of energy raising when you delve into the sludge of fear or worry and tends to feel like you’re dragging along, but, yet, you feel you have no time! The thing is there’s is no such thing as time! So, sing your heart and you’ll find the energy build and the time will soar at whatever pace you wish manifest allowing the Haps. Let’s see what’s in store this year!
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A day? Linear? Cyclical? A speed bump? We’ll know, we’ll never know. It’s as if our lives our wormholes into moments… and that’s all that we know. Even memory betrays innocence of the hour. So, I like this because it opens the reality to the ripple of the moment and its possible affect!
I just written this whole thing out about my winter line and madness and all these wild pirates who visit me. Wait no. Or maybe. There is a lot of truth though in explosions. They have occurred! Well I can’t rewrite all that. Exploding pirates. So this weekend the 8th come out the the Jiggle Bell Bazaar at Bishop Arts District in Dallas!!! Stop by! Ill have affordable thing and some curiosities! Among with other cool artists!
When the time is right is it time to go? Is it time to stop? When is right? Do I have another hand elsewhere ready to say no now this time?! Oh wait that’s my hand. Experience in time is a wonderful,funny thing to my. My joy to live my time is right when? Whenever I say it is. When is it your time to do whatever?!
In death I hope to enjoy the sweet taste of mg time. Is it up? Ill ask myself! Is it time now I become that which I am, spreading my rusted bones across the hazel skies. The sparkly bits of the child’s eye in the time of her first lick of a tasty treat to the first spark of hate. It was her time. A speck of moment. A circle wrapped in amber frazzled hair whipping at my face again and again. So cold. I’ll be with my bones until the end of now which hope and joy recedes to the back glasses of the rippling cocktail of life, spilling over, whilst those who embrace the death of their life take a sip and hope in the moment to realize they are a Phoenix.
I’ve been thinking a lot about positive and negative energy in regards to science, spirituality, and humanity. And I think there is a significant path to follow when we consider a positive ion bonds with a negative ion. I think the Ying Yang has the balance right. It’s not about feeling good or feeling on the “right” path. Rather, it’s being on the wrong path with the right attitude or the right path with the wrong attitude. Which would you chose? Then then of neutrons! Now that gets me. Is this simply the essence of life?! That which hold all together as energy flows, teaches, exchanges, and even changes! Perhaps! Consider this when working with earth elements, as they ionic charged particles mashed together to hold, to be pretty, and to have a function!
So excited about the launch of my website! I can’t believe this is finally coming into fruition! As I sit here with the common cold, ever so common I am, I feel a bit of joy rippling across the main page of my spirit or life with this experience! Winter bearings bring abundance, and I look forward to its production being furthered then! I think it’s amazing when simple things cause joy and generally good feelings. We have been so lost in this age of technology, everything within the American mandate to have! Well, a lot of us want to give, and that’s always refreshing! In the entanglement of jealousy and envy, weaves a web of superficial success and loss. I want to span out, even if unsuccessfully, and document this web I weave, ever so delicate. Going back to the simple need of human kind, I excitedly explore purpose, passion, and pleasantries. If only for tomorrow, then so be it but for today I will dance bare backed on a horse through the wild, winded night! Hm, and that would be interesting to dissect “what is success”! Until next time then 🙂
Skin is our fabric. Natures canvas.
Metals of the earth, paint my flesh’s delicious night, as I breathe expanding the delicate red vines to the sounds moon waves varnishing my salty back!!!
I can not find a good sample of essential oils! I don’t want to spend the money for the very good, edible quality, but I don’t want the cheap kind you rub all over your body until someone comes and licks it off. Any one out there with suggestions would be welcomed! Oils are essential. The construction of awareness changes when we use elements of the earth or energy. Anything really affects us more than we let on, even other people. That’s why it’s always important to choose your friends wisely. Though we don’t like to be lonely: it is okay to be alone. Not that I hermit in my room messaging hot lavender into my calf muscles until I’m suddenly no longer lonesome. Ah my oily friend! No. Rather remember to explore, initiate, and protect your experience because everything has a consequence. Consequence are the experience from choices, action, or expulsion of energy that never really happened with in the world of being. It’s only a cognitive recollection once the energy is secreted. The amount of displacement can never be equal to the moment it was before, so in the mass of things: we are an entire experience walking in consequences all day long. We can not go back in time, and tomorrow will never comes, And, today isn’t happening: it is the consequence of the past and the hope of the future immeasurable, fleeting, and passive. What surprises me is how we can be so aware in the moment though the moment, in out minds as now, never really comes to fruition. We never quite get “there”. Alanis Morisette’s song “Incomplete” organizes this politely, beautifully, and deliciously, and, perhaps a bit oily. Anyway I’mi in need of some essential oils with energy properties that “capture” the essence of their energy in that moment and let them affect me. Again, I will not be home alone in my room cryptically doing everything and nothing. I promise to take my oils about and wickedly entice people to share in the experience if only for the “moment”. But like everyone else, I’ll find myself alone at night behind my eye lids waiting for the mourning; always waiting. Though, I will be laugh in my belly behind plastered lips, slacken limbs and vein seeing eyes for the “moment” in my mind that is mine as it is never anyone’s the same. And as the memory slowly slips from my well oiled brain into the nightless night, I’ll forget to remember and forget to reminded myself to recall leaving only the echo residue of a charging, chanting chuckle headed for a hollow.
Like water wishes well to our bodies, it evaporates into the air, brushing our skin or flowing out our insides leaving residue of what was never water all along. We bathe daily in the coils of energy created by our words and wishes, if never for a moment but for all eternity. I hope the oil separates my watered down, negative residuals and drags this polluted hope to the bottom of my have full cup. And, my cup with be ever full for the moment. Help me paint my pillow with oils that my sense may chase the echo with a bit of delight!
Side note:A storm is coming to the DFW area. It’s in the moon tonight! Grab your children!
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The thing that baffles most people is simple why or reason. We usually can figure out how, or what, or who, but the sparsity of why beckons humans to run to a corner and demand an explanation. Within the definition of many institutions we can find our corners more narrow or broad respectively, never the less, humans place themselves in these corners whenever they ask why or desire a reason. But, is it wrong?! Surely, there are people who don’t dare as question what is. They generally “go with the flow” and, often, are a bit dull. They are what I call “room fillers” because they are important for the energy and essence of human beings as their sheer simplicity and naivety counter acts the luring harps chords of reason. It is the desire and envy that become the definition of “wrong” or anti-human aspects. And, I mean these aspects to be of their extremity. Should naivety be questioned for it’s severity of participation in humanity it is only less disarming because it creates a type of anti-naivety by simply being what is. Whereas, desire and jealousy in their aspects do create a sort of anti-desire, which is repulsion. And, it is in the creation of the antithesis of the negative aspects of these human quests that provoke yet another possibly destructive aspect. This is why reason becomes so delicious, because it can never be tasted even to the point of gluttony or negativity. We can not know too much because we do not know too little. It’s in the balance of creating our corners that keep us safe from the reality of how much we really don’t know. And because of this, we’re often surprised by the dark aspects expressed by others because from our corner of knowledge we attempt to project and expect goodness and light therein. When a girlfriend leaves for another or a child is abandoned, we stand in our corners and demand or cry out “why?!”. “Why do you not love me?!” “Why god did you let this child experience this?!” Most people find reason in a greater good, or higher purpose. And this is precisely my point, that in knowing we find what we don’t know, or can’t know. When a solution or institution or reason surface our awareness, it will simply entertain more of what we don’t know. Humans that live in the naive contentment of the unknown are not burdened by their inability to satiate any resonating desire or hunger for knowledge. In their corners, the corners don’t exist or are entirely boxed. It’s really a matter of knowing that there can not be corners or boxes within reason or the why, and, thus, in their simple existence they’re never panged to seek nourishment because they don’t feel their hunger. It exists. It is a natural part of humanity to wonder why and find reason, but I believe we can chose to entertain what we want in our corners or what may stab us in the back later. The balancing line of the known and unknown, defined by the life and death of awareness, constructs the necessity for institutions, friendships, and hope. All of which are below.
Not in this picture haha. No, this is a picture of me wondering why the past never happened, and the future will never come. I looked at my jewelry and the hole in my back and realized I had been in my own corner with blinders to truth. But, there’s no excuse because I should have known that the natural order of things would lead the least expected. Though if I were to have known what would have happened then there wouldn’t be aspect of the need to know. With necessity, we are full and nothing needs us.
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What exactly is love?! Toni Morrison says that it’s one of the most damaging things to human psyche. And I agree. Not because I’m antipathetic, love only presents itself for an immeasurable moment in existence; one I think we are rarely aware of (if it exists at all). And just as this birth of love (not as a feeling or fabric but as a type of energy relative to energy or chemical), it suddenly bursts forth from its beating heart a steady, reaching love lusted hand and limbs as legs, dangling, angled to the direction of self or need. Does humanity by definition then disempower love?! Can we even name a thing we say exists?! Isn’t claiming to have such love in itself counter intuitive to what love is: selfless. I don’t mind defining what energies or chemicals (whatever you wanna call them) as love or light. But, I warn with a wary heart full of limbs to remember that it is often love that is the catalyst to war. Define the war in which ever way best. But you can not have the blessedness of this most sanctified positivity to be experienced, within this human form (as much we know) with out expecting some sort of antithetical resonation to, or possibly from, self or psyche. Ah, to strike a balance with how we love others and how we love ourselves! I’m going to chew on that with these moist, hungry lips that say these words: I love you.