The celebrations are done

We've had a good run. The celebrations have come to an end, and I don't recall ever allowing myself to have so much fun. It's been overwhelmingly sick (lovely).. Entwined with minor madnesses which trigger deep realisations that are carving and mending many broken floors (flaws) of personal development.. 

Discipline  <<<  I've been thinking about this word for 8 days straight. At least 5 times a day I notice how disciplined someone or some thing is, and notice how much I am not. Being free is the best and most rewarding achievement you can hold up to the sky, however it creates other traits and necessity's inside you which counteract with ones you need for survival. 

It's a different kettle of chips for each and every individual, whatever their story entails and implies..

: Life is Intriguing :

I'm now apparently 25 years old.

Some think I am filled with youth and constant flow of joy, some understand the wiring of my biocomputer (i.e. the brain.. Please see John C Lilly's material) Some are free to be comfortable, they see what I see and know I am here to learn, some are stunned by the layers, some dismiss them, some are taken back by the thing that matters the least, some get lost in the eyes, whilst I get lost in the manic rides. Some feed off the energy and can escape from the everyday life which is filled with worry full moments by being around someone who is filled with so much enthusiasm. For what you ask? For anything and everything. For no given reason at all.

We see through this key hole, and some adjust their eyes and cannot even feel themselves squinting anymore. They forget the other eye is there, closed shut, but ready to guide them on a journey of full perspective once the door is open. 

Stop looking through the keyhole.

Get up.

Figure out how to open the door

.. then stop squinting.

Use both sides of your brain, both your eyes and both your hands and feet to get yourself out of here.

Yes

This has been therapeutic. Also just finished a 130bpm beat called Orkestral. I shall put it up on soundcloud soon. 

Vent through the words and release em all through the sound waves, something like that. Yeah, thats about it.

Nice one. Love to the cosmos. Ha. x