Caraphernelia in Let's create something beautiful and destroy it!

  • Oct. 24, 2014, 5:17 p.m.
  • |
  • Public

We are all just energy mass. I’ve covered this once be for but I think I want to dive right back into it. After all, all these rambling rambles are just the things in my head that I need to get out, so I make them public because I’m sure on some levels some people can relate and if they can’t maybe they should stop reading my bloggied blog and find some self enlightenment that’s not attached to an idol.

So, on to my brain goo then.

Just bare with me and read. We are masses of energy and atoms and the key to our enlightenment is to find out own inner piece through our spirituality and belief in ones inner energy’s. And the things we do don’t necessarily reflect on what happens when we die but it reflects on out character of the here and now. It is you building your own individual self. There are certain elements and feelings that we can control. The bad things and emotions we can change. Good feelings though no matter how angry you want to be something happens and the good feels happen and you can’t stop them. But for some of us the bad feels are hard to turn around. We lust, hate, envy, greed, ect ect some of us can’t help it because that is our character in being an individual.

So if we are masses of energy how come we have no control over our own free will? How come when we want to stop loving and caring for someone we cant? or we want to stay mad but never do? How come we allow ourselves to be used, taken advantage of, walked on, talked down too, lied to but still find it in our hearts to forgive no matter how pissed off we are?
Is this just who I am as an individual?

My life is ran on Me power. Sure what I do could and would hurt some people. but I’m building myself just like everyone else and we feed off each others energies. There’s no such thing as one true love. Our atoms and emotions change because we are meant to evolve and some people aren’t ok with change even if it has to happen.

((This was a good ADHD rambly ramble))


Loading comments...

You must be logged in to comment. Please sign in or join Prosebox to leave a comment.