We are back. The journey continues. 111 and 1111 continue to appear and align myself, Ghost and Gronos with the stream of heightened ascensionary vibration.
Through the echoes of the meddling past I was again lost in the depth of meaningless action. Smoke, pills, manic propaganda, delusional illusions, et. all. The downward slope from the 9th continued as if my retreat was simply a dream in which the hope for clarity was achieved yet glaringly transparent. Those past manipulative thoughts cycled in the back of my head. Thoughts of not only how to manipulate others but thoughts which covertly manipulated my own despite my "great personal insight." The Ghost laughed uncontrollably the whole time. He knew the future. He knew the struggle. He planned it.
Like Cutty in the magnificent television series The Wire, the lure remains after a man returns to society. The Ghost let me flirt with it. Yet the choice was mine in the end. Discipline is the never ending solution to the vast choice patterns presented in life. Mars being my guiding planet, I found the disciplinarian authority within my soul. The Ghost scoffed as if I was toying with myself, grandeurizing astrological nonsense. But the Capricorn is uniquely set to create and rely on solid meaning as grounds to live. Equally so, the Capricorn has eyes which naturally see beyond the artificiality of created meaning. The paradox is crippling at first, then liberating. The ethereal hall's I entered and ultimately became entwined with the Ghost at the retreat released me from the forms I was so disabled by on the outside. There is no reason to worry. The only reason to worry is harm to oneself which lends itself to harm to others.
Now for the pure reinvention. To release myself into spiritual abyss and taunt the Ghost with my own illusion.
Gronos asks you politely to click on the adds and check out some of the material, if only to allow myself and the Ghost to continue our battle and give what we have to offer to you.
Through the echoes of the meddling past I was again lost in the depth of meaningless action. Smoke, pills, manic propaganda, delusional illusions, et. all. The downward slope from the 9th continued as if my retreat was simply a dream in which the hope for clarity was achieved yet glaringly transparent. Those past manipulative thoughts cycled in the back of my head. Thoughts of not only how to manipulate others but thoughts which covertly manipulated my own despite my "great personal insight." The Ghost laughed uncontrollably the whole time. He knew the future. He knew the struggle. He planned it.
Like Cutty in the magnificent television series The Wire, the lure remains after a man returns to society. The Ghost let me flirt with it. Yet the choice was mine in the end. Discipline is the never ending solution to the vast choice patterns presented in life. Mars being my guiding planet, I found the disciplinarian authority within my soul. The Ghost scoffed as if I was toying with myself, grandeurizing astrological nonsense. But the Capricorn is uniquely set to create and rely on solid meaning as grounds to live. Equally so, the Capricorn has eyes which naturally see beyond the artificiality of created meaning. The paradox is crippling at first, then liberating. The ethereal hall's I entered and ultimately became entwined with the Ghost at the retreat released me from the forms I was so disabled by on the outside. There is no reason to worry. The only reason to worry is harm to oneself which lends itself to harm to others.
Now for the pure reinvention. To release myself into spiritual abyss and taunt the Ghost with my own illusion.
Gronos asks you politely to click on the adds and check out some of the material, if only to allow myself and the Ghost to continue our battle and give what we have to offer to you.
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