There’s the dream
That’s been shadowed
By the rain
By the constant weight of fear
Do the echoes break my stride
There’s the dream
That’s been covered
By the skin
By the weightless swell of tears
Can you hear the crying shame?
Tag: purpose
I think the handful of us in the truther/seeker audience — as well as those greater in number who are becoming aware of the machinations of concern in the world — would agree the eminent need for a paradigm shift away from aggressive, parasitic, wasteful, and ceaseless industrialism is important, perhaps even essential to our survival as a species, but that it also isn’t ever likely to happen on any mass scale.
It is, of course, a complex issue, and encompasses every avenue, creed, and color of humanity in the modern era. In this essay, I aim to explore and expand upon the crises, concerns, and conflicting forces that are expressed through industrialization.
As we go through the motions of daily life, should we allow ourselves a beat amidst ceaseless mental chaos, we can touch upon a stillpoint…
Our minds are programmed and conditioned from our earliest moments of consciousness until our last breath. What is most important in this short life is becoming aware of these control and manipulation mechanisms in order to reappropriate and consciously use our creative energies. We should want to use them for our own benefit rather than letting them fall into the insatiable emptiness of someone else’s design.
As we get older, we are often reminded of our mortality, our fragility, and the inevitable end of this journey.
As relationships, friends, family members, and memories fade and fall away, we quietly posit and define chapter headings to our story. Every milestone initiates a recapitulation, as we inevitably, and perhaps unexpectedly, check in with ourselves. Are we living our real and true mission? Is this all there is to life? How much time do we have left?