Sunday, May 31, 2015

Just My Thoughts: A Beautiful Death

Just My Thoughts: A Beautiful Death: A Beautiful Death A good friend of mine came to me in confidence and told me that he was sad to see me because he had a dream that I h...

A Beautiful Death

A Beautiful Death



A good friend of mine came to me in confidence and told me that he was sad to see me because he had a dream that I had died.

He said the dream was very vivid and that the dream felt very real; also he said that he even went to my wake in the confines of the dream and that he had wept. He was hesitant to tell me about the dream for fear of how I might feel. Searching my gut feeling… I was not upset at all. I admired his courage in at least telling me. I have my own ideas about why he had the dream and my interpretation of it; but before I get into what the dream means, I'm going to tell you about my thoughts on a “beautiful death” and what it used to be. In my poem “21 Questions” I stated that my idea of a beautiful death was being a gray old man in the center of my bed surrounded by my children and my children's children, passing away in my sleep with no pain and no regret. I know now that there is a death more beautiful than that.

For me to explain the journey of spiritual enlightenment that I have been experiencing over the past week would take too much time that we don't have. I will say that everything I thought about a beautiful death has changed and my interpretation of my friends dream was actually that he witnessed my spiritual death that's right spiritual death.
The death of who I used to be in the spiritual realm. I am extremely comfortable with that because my spirit in its previous state, was beating its head (metaphorically) against a spiritual wall. I based a lot of my actions on past experiences, which meant that my actions were more like reactions to something that did not exist. A past, an idea, a thought of what I thought should be. Actions (or reactions in this case) based in fear, with the notion that if you do something slightly differently, you will not experience the pain you once experienced.

A beautiful death to me now is a spiritual death. When you past that threshold of no longer concerning yourselves with matters of the petty, matters that don't matter and any thought process that is it routed in love… So yes I died… and I am proud to say that I did for I am reborn anew. In 24 hours I will be on a plane to Salerno Italy I do not know what awaits me there but it is no coincidence that I reached this peaceful place before I take one of the most important trips of my creative manifesto. There will be a video blog right here called the “What the Fuck Happened” series. I will be in Italy for 10 days… every 48 hours, I will be doing a different segment of what the fuck happened from a different location filming my interpretation of what the fuck is wrong with certain elements of the culture (Writing, poetry, literature, publishing and so forth) and what I believe we need to do to fix it.

Until next time folks…

Love light and more love…


GB

Friday, May 8, 2015

Just My Thoughts: "Love is the One True God" Chapter 1 of "The Endle...

Just My Thoughts: "Love is the One True God" Chapter 1 of "The Endle...:      The souls who are bestowed with divine wisdom don't look at the universe as complicated as we do. Those with such vast...

"Love is the One True God" Chapter 1 of "The Endless Flight of the Black Butterfly"







     The souls who are bestowed with divine wisdom don't look at the universe as complicated as we do. Those with such vast knowledge have a surprisingly simplified understanding of the universe. Their periodic table of elements consists only of two; female and male. Every nebula, star, Sun, quasar, comet or atom that emits or radiates energy is considered male. In contrast, any elements that have the ability to absorb energy are considered female. When both female and male elements combine in the astral plane a soul is born. The force that draws them together is love. 

Love is the one true God, the Supreme Being, the king of all kings and the inhabitant of all things. 

     What is more powerful in the infinite vastness of nothingness, than the power to bring all things together? Nothing. With this wisdom, the soul communes with God only to split back into male and female parts as quickly as it came together. The wisdom of the universe is too extensive for a soul to master in its infancy. Mastery is the only way a soul can be at peace. A soul must seek this peace. This is the soul's purpose. No matter what chaos it came from. Together the feminine and masculine sides form a trinity with God. A bond that connects them to the core. During this bond, God gives them knowledge of self. Then God shows them what they must become to achieve everlasting peace. Knowledge of self is the starting point of their journey. Everlasting peace is the finish line. However, to master peace as one of its elements, a soul must inhabit the elements most crude form. The trail for all souls is to inhabit the flesh. 

     This will be a chaotic trail for the soul for there is nothing good of the flesh. The flesh is fearful and incapable of divine wisdom. The flesh is self-destructive and overly concerned with matters of the petty. Yet still a soul must carry this burden divided as two separate sides to grow stronger. God allows both feminine and masculine sides to be the architects of their own journey. The journey will consist of 10 lifetimes. Both feminine and masculine must learn how to love each other regardless of any hell they may face on Earth. They also relinquish all knowledge of God and each other. After both sides plan out their journey God makes it fit within the grand design. For every action and movement no matter how grand or small effects something else directly or indirectly. So each movement must be purposefully designed. God does this easily being free from the shackles of linear time and space. Placing both feminine and masculine sides exactly where they need to be, exactly when they need to be there.

First Stop: Egypt, 777 years before the birth of Jesus Christ.

Stay tuned...



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