"we all do it"If it all came down to fate, I would gladly take your place...Nightime, Intimacy, Romance, any kind of Archaic Knowledge, Blood, Adrenaline, Pain, Pleasure, Air Element Signs (Gemini, Libra, Aquarius)(I know your ambitions, passions, and ruling planets. I can scope you out of nearly any situation.) Fire signs also tend to catch my fancy. I'm interested in the truth about anything, I want to know all the answers to the questions that come to us just by merely being alive and I'm set on solving these before I croak.
WHAT IF YOU
COULD LOOK RIGHT THROUGH
THE CRACKS?
WOULD YOU FIND YOURSELF
ARAID TO
SEE? -NIN-
me and Beasher
I'd like to meet:
Anna Begins-Counting CrowsMy friend assures me "it's all or nothing"
I am not worried- I am not overly concerned
My friend implores me " for one time only,
make an exception." I am not not worried
Wrap her up in a package of lies
Send her off to a coconut island
I am not worried - I am not overly concerned
with the status of my emotions
"oh", She says, "you're changing."
But we're always changing
It does not bother me to say this isn't love
Because if you don't want to talk about it then it isn't love
And I guess I'm going to have to live with that
But, I'm sure there's something in a shade of gray
Or something in between
And I can always change my name if that's what you mean
My friend assures me "it's all or nothing`
But I am not really worried
I am not overly concerned
You try to tell yourself the things you try tell yourself to make
yourself forget
To make yourself forget
I am not worried
"If it's love" she said, "then we're gonna have to think about the
consequences"
Cause she can't stop shaking and I can't stop touching her and.....
This time when kindness falls like rain
It washes her away and Anna begins to change her mind
"These seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering
for days" she says.
And I'm not ready for this sort of thing
But I'm not gonna break
And I'm not going to worry about it anymore
I'm not gonna bend. And I'm not gonna break and
I'm not gonna worry about it anymore
It seems like I should say "as long as this is love..."
But it's not all that easy so maybe I should just
snap her up in a butterfly net-
Pin her down on a photograph album
I am not worried
I've done this sort of thing before
But then I start to think about the consequences
Because I don't get no sleep in a quiet room and...
The time when kindness falls like rain
it washes me away and Anna begins change my mind
And every time she sneezes I believe it's love
and oh lord.... I'm not ready for this sort of thing
She's talking in her sleep-it's keeping me awake
And Anna begins to toss and turn
And every word is nonsense but I understand and
oh lord. I m not ready for this sort of thing
Her kindness bangs a gong
It's moving me along and Anna begins to fade away
It's chasing me away. She dissappears, and oh lord I'm not ready for this sort of thing
FOUR OF FORTUNE
A meowing encounter. Under a third quatrter Wax.
Pimp My Profile
Prying Open My Third Eye
Music:
DUDE! LETS START A BAND!! (joke, to all of those who catch on) Music is a tool for life, no matter what kind it is. It will always feed you something to live by.
Movies:
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE MAN?!?!
REST IN PEACE HUNTER S. THOMPSON. YOU WERE/ARE A LEGEND.
Television:
"God is in the TV-Manson
AROUND THE ZODIACLo and behold.I came across the self indulgent Aries.Burning from the outside in.Only trying to ignite her inner peace for the harmony of Zen.She drove me onward to Taurus' den.Her rich and comforting surrounding only reflected her secure nature.This was vibrant but only made me look onward to the Gemini twin.Her curious call is what drove me in, she seemed to surround me communicating through circles of wit making my head spin.This spinning thrust threw me in the path of the homebody Cancer.Flourishing through nurturing, her essence was comforting.It kind of left me pinned in.Escape was my intent for what I seek is beyond this homely, confined rent.I heard it in the distance before it ever caught my eye.Another satellite pillar radiating, casting a powerful scent.Heightening my senses.I cannot get too close to this Leo.The control she seeks of me only leaves her radiance bent.Onward I fled to territory unknown.The energy percieved here is opposite my own.This I will appreciate from the Virgo.And the time that she loans this ancient polarity reminds me I must move on.Spinning melodies carry me forward.I feel the gracious balance of the elements moving, thrusting so beautifully through the open air.I'm in the presence of the divine, the power of Venus exalted through a Libra's spine.Her call is ever so hypnotic it leaves me intoxicated in trance.But I can't help but to surrender to the drive of my soul's need to advance.I must leave her behind for the circle to unwind.Rolling onward the intense darkness ahead starts to bind.Transformoing the negative to insightfulness in my mind.I feel the Scorpio stinger start to wind.Stirring her venom of inevitability of being alive.Stirring my desire, toying my sexual drive.Showing me everything, leaving my thoughts gamping and paralyzed.I must travel on.Carried only by time, drifting through this paroling end of the cosmos, I am gathered up.Collected by the primal force.Sought out and captured up by the slender huntress.She who must roam.She has captured and trapped me in her Sagittarius nomadic home.Her philosophy is heart felt.She cradles me in her proclaiming womb.But this prodigy is in vein, this womb, an eternal tomb.I must use my mistakes over her weakness.It's the only method of escape.Free once more to the infinite torn, time draws up a collision with Capricorn.Her structured plain projects her force in her desired direction.It is nothing short of compelling to witness.However, this over analytical responsibility fest could only accumulate stress.This fixated inner-authority I can find only unconceivable to digest.Leaving me with the only choice of onward protest.I see it in the distance, it's impossible to ignore.Alone she stands in the universe, not isolated but rather individually adored.Singled out of the unique stands the ever-so clever Aquarius physique.She seems so focused, eager to undersand, anxious to connect neutrally to my inner light, and the energy that I am.Always willing to coincide an idea of life so similar to mine.This makes our existance an inevitable pair.Time leaves this connection waning, and leaves us patiently waiting for time to intersect us once more.Onward and outward to our space's very brim.I can feel her calling me here.I'm home once again.Channeling the mystical, I am merely a fish caught up in her Pisces net of imagination.I will sacrifice all.The once lingering residue of frustration will form a new path of divine liberation.Letting it all go through mercy my reasonable limits can no longer hold.Breaching the Zodiac Circle I approach my descent, here I shall let time go as I open wide to you infinite.
Books:
A FEW OF MANY GREAT BOOKS........
Collective consciousness vs infinite sub consciousEach of the five senses hold a realm of collective consciousness.Each of the five senses hold a realm of infinite sub consciousness.There for each of the five senses hold two individual realms apart from one another.Yet also linked to each other between collective consciousness and infinite sub conscious.This link can be described as a barrier, a line, holding our consciousness.
Everything above this line is collected in consciousness.Everything below this line cannot be perceived while being conscious.Only the subconscious mind can perceive the sensations below this line.In order to master the conscious five senses, one must push them beyond their conscious limits by expanding their limitations of consciousness (threshold of perception).Thus for pushing this line……..beyond its limits of which the conscious mind holds them.To travel time and space.To tread the spheres and discover the missing link from the sub conscious to the super conscious.To awaken the unconscious.Man in whole is god.
Heroes:
BAR-H-RANCH
Rockdale County, GA
A quite sacred place. Rich in history, and in nature. I would like to take a moment to share with you just a little bit about this place. A land over looked and passed over by the thousands that have infested this area of Georgia. Not very long ago, about half a century or so. Rockdale County was a richly sparse farm land. Where cattle and crops were havested, woodlands were lush and full of wildlife, air was crystal clear and envigorating to breathe to say the least. Since then the land has been over populated, wasted and chewed up for one thing, that green tree killing currency paper.......(money).
Present day, the polution is thick, the lives are cloaned and stacked on top of one another. Every year thousands more come to this place for its good rep public school system, luxurious homes, and easy to navigate commercial avenue (HWY138). Lets face it folks a lot has changed in the past 50 years. Despite all this devolpment as the rich republican fuckers would like to call it, One place has managed to stay the same...Unchanged, kept beautiful and untouched by man's greedy hands. BAR-H-RANCH. A place of beauty, and solitude. A place where one can still appreciate the true divine balance of nature with no interuption. A sacred place. Where trees tell the story of a hundred years passed and much more...
Where the ground is so greatful to the sky it sucretes majestic trees that reach straight for the heavens.
It doesn't just end here though, this place has a rich past that has been preserved for the past half a century or so.
When coming here you feel the unchanging time that has been layed down upon this place for so long, it's just like walking straight in to the past.
But just like any other old place with old stories, this place has its own fair share of dark secrets. Secrets untold, hidden truths that lie under the soil and wait in the darkest shadows of this land. There is most definetely a presence here, that is bound to this place.
It is a force of many spirits I have reason to come to believe. These spirits are excreted in the natural things that deriv from this land.
In the days of Kashmir and Beltane the Ouija remains silent, however the vegitation is lush and grows ubundantly in selective areas. Giving substantial evidence that some sort of ritual has taken place here, and the energy that remains is very vibrant through those things natural. However, in the time of Candlemas when the earth is slumbering and silent, and nature is dormant. This place grows very weary and restless, the spiritual energy and vibration grows from subtle to evident, to flat out tedious and relentless. Something has bined this place, and won't leave it for what ever reason, be it a great loss in death or a great binding spell. I wont get too in to detail with this because I am not sure, but you can definetly feel pain that radiates from the dark spaces of this land durring Hallows but the strongest at Candlemas. You even feel like you're being watched by something from another realm.
I hold this place very dear to my heart and my thoughts, I'm never far off from it in mind. It has captured my spirit, and when the sun sets on my final days upon this earth I will recide to this place once more for good.
Remember sacred places like these are becoming more and more few by the day in this country. Man kind has fallen victim to greed and belligerence. I suggest you keep these places dear to you, and fight with all means for their preservation. Because when there gone friends, that's it. No more, these places are important to humans for they remind us of what is real, because in this day and age reallity (or what society would like to call it) is anything but authentic...if you know what I mean. Blessed Be....-Jared
