thanks forever be to Mothers everywhere... before I sleep I always thank my mother for the Kindness she gave me that I mostly never returned... then instead of prayers I add all the people I knew who were even a small part of my life, say their names, share a few internal folders of vast memories slightly fading
in every sense life is gift you never deserved, it's a free ride in a world that is wide and very confusing if you have low intelligence like moi...
when you finally "get" the river of gifts you ride on... it is time to meditate on gratitude... that is a meaningful pursuit into your souls endless relentless realisation... that you were born by the emotional and physical pain of another... Your Mother...
By the time you get the message... she is already dead... She gave Her all to give you something, a chance to jump love life and dance.. not just Her but all true souls that gave you love and you neglected...
The Grave is the pit of endless Remorse, there is no coming back, just going back to square uno... postulating the pointlessness of all existence ever at any time, in all time...
Life is a waste of pain without conclusion, just ego and delusion keeps you going, plus habits or perversion by mind altering drugs, every lost and failed Artist is a snowflake from the cold heart of deceptive matrix of miss-unification, there is nobody who will give you anything deeply meaningful except the Blood that gave you this tiny gift of life...
i.e. Love is an unending sacrifice, when nothing seems to stay the same for very long... nothing is still or ever stable, except the long lost dead... who gave all they had to help you...
but look what you did with that vast inheritance you have blown it all on the past not the good of others or the help of wild animals, the whales are beaching worldwide because of intolerable noise, they escape the water only to find death as a release...
Do me a little Favour...
Save the fucking world, you Mother inseminator's....
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