What of the Instinctual Nature?

What of instinct? What of nature? What of the possibilities that make us who and what we are, without censor, or apology?

I am you, and you are me. The connection is high technology, beyond logic, it is pure empathy, an energy, as ancient as time, and beyond, the mortal portal of the known world in which we supposedly exist. This is where everything exists.

There the control mechanisms of the so called “man-made” “human-kind” world does not exist.

These are the illusions that are used to twist, mold, control, erode, the very real reality of what “IS”.

That we are compelled to do certain things without censor, or logic, says it all.

How many try usually without success, to control, rationalize, compartmentalize and file away these inclinations?

ALL

My question is; Why this is, what is this senseless equation based upon? What is the real “reason” behind such obvious “social aerobics”?

These are the worst of the social diseases.

Running away from the truth that “Is” ourselves, the catalyst. We drown ourselves in decadence, so that we have 1001 excuses not, to simply “Be”.

Why is this? What are we so afraid of that we would twist ourselves upon the proverbial fires of constant pain, blind ourselves with thoughts of unworthiness, to give escapism it’s social name, and play a game, so deep, dark, and full of personal pain, that we lose our very finely tuned perceptions, and forget our worldly names?

What are we so afraid of? What is our real shame? What is wrong with just being? Re-sponse-ability is not a given theme. It must be cultivated, employed, elevated, enjoyed, and accepted on all levels. It is not a given. It must be learned. It is all about choice.

We stand at the crossroads, we alone must choose. Naked Fools. There are no rules, except the ones that we ourselves make self-evident. Your choices, your tools, your life.

Why is it that it is always ourselves that we are the most afraid of, and yet, the very obvious is never as clear to us as the so called projected reasoning that we perceive causes our discomfort, and this comes generally in the embodiment of a “Kindred Soul” that we refuse to acknowledge who is being and doing exactly what and how we ourselves would love to be and do?

We spend so much of our time being uncomfortable in our denial of our own Souls that when the bare and pure essence of what we are hiding behind, or within ourselves is reveled through the projected actions and inclinations of another, we are compelled to be appalled, and this in and of itself cause the “trigger dis-ease” that finally must needs come to the surface and be addressed, or it will destroy the very beingness that is within us.

This is when our control mechanisms break down, wreck havok, go off the rails, destroying the façade that we have created, we think, to keep us safe.

Safe from what and whom? Ourselves, of course, and our ultimate purpose.

Who are you? Who is it that causes you the most personal discomfort? Why is this? What do they do that repels you? Intrigues’ you? Magnetizes you? And, infinitely forces you to change? Or, more specifically, to wake up! Be who, what, where, and how, you came here to be.

It is in the reflection, that the truth is first recognized. The projection is always animated.

How we see things is personal. Our gift is in the calling to us of our own messengers, who give us general “wake up” calls.

“ALL ARE CALLED FEW ANSWER”

Do you know this one?

When will we be known? When we accept without apology, without surrender, our destiny. When we stop pretending to be something, someone, somehow, that is not our own truth.

When we can stand at the crossroads and comfortably, even enthusiastically, make our own kind of choices, without censor, with joy, faith, love, hope, and will, as our own constant companions, for a life that is extraordinary, and completely, positively, and creatively, our own way of being, doing, living, and giving.

This life…Are you ready for it? Do you crave within your own skin to be free? To be touched by the Infinite hand of fate, and turned upon the fires of creation, inot what is known as the real “Alchemist’s Gold”.

Well, then, reach out your hand, yes into the fire, open that gate, and walk into the garden of your own Soul, and know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, what this life is all about.

“YOU ARE THE TRUTH, AND THE WAY, WITHOUT YOU THERE IS NO WORLD FOR YOU”