redemption (n.) mid-14c., “deliverance from sin,” from Old French redemcion (12c.) and directly from Latin redemptionem (nominative redemptio) “a buying back, releasing, ransoming” (also “bribery”), noun of action from past participle stem of redimere “to redeem, buy back,” from red- “back” (see re-) + emere “to take, buy, gain, procure” (from PIE root *em- “to take, distribute”). The -d- is from the Old Latin habit of using red- as the form of re- before vowels. In the Mercian hymns, Latin redemptionem is glossed by Old English alesnisse.
early 15c., “buy back, ransom,” also in a theological sense, “deliver from sin and spiritual death,” from Old French redimer “buy back,” from Latin redimere “to redeem, buy back,” from red- “back” (see re-) + emere “to take, buy, gain, procure” (from PIE root *em- “to take, distribute”). In Middle English Latin redimere sometimes was translated as againbuy. Meaning “make amends for” is from 1520s. Sense of “make good” (a promise, obligation, etc.) is from 1840. Related: Redeemed; redeeming.
Redemption is not saving a soul that has already been saved. To redeem your soul (redemption), is to about “gaining back” your true self, your inner being (soul, chaos) by way of transforming and transcending your specific human condition. The words “redeem, redemption, renew” are code words for the science of alchemy.
Melanated woman/man beings have been have roamed the earth since time immoral and have mastered/”redeemed” humanity a million times over. So why are still here in this material realm?
That’s an honest question.
I mean, we’ve stuck around so long know we’ve been reduced to the role of the “Magical Negro” that made Morgan Freeman so famous in the first place. Are we really still here to assist the melanated-deficient or to be more PC, “melanated- adjacent”?
That’s another legitimate honest question. I wonder….:-)
I “woke” up this morning (sheesh) and had a epiphany that was very centering. Man, it takes a good little minute for your body to “warm up” in the morning, or rather, my soul to get used to being back in a machine after returning from its temporary leave.
After getting my kids off to school and sitting on the couch in the living room commiserating with my wife about knick knack things, I was still in a daze trying to collect myself. Since I don’t have to rush off in the morning to some corporate plantation or some other soul-killing money making racket, I have the opportunity to properly collect myself. That’s a small luxury/ reprieve that many of us take for granted. And it’s an important one.
I can’t see how anyone can call anyone else who doesn’t work and/or does nothing “productive” with their time, who chooses to sit on their ass all day a lazy bum. It actually takes work being a lazy bum. After returning from a realm (sleep, dreaming, the real reality) where you’re basically omnipresent and free to be nowhere and everywhere, NO-THING and EVERY-THING all at once, you come back to a place where you can only use an atom-sized amount of your melanated soul’s infinite abilities in a machine that is programmed to only handle so much at one time.
It took just as much work typing that sentence as it did accepting that reality. That’s a hard pillow to swallow.
So yes, the basics functions of eating and shitting do take effort even if they are SOOOOOO FUCKING MUNDANE! Yeah, ask those individuals who are regularly constipated just how much work they have to give to let out a turd.
Giving away your attention to a TV or a cellphone half the day does take work, even if what you’re watching is some foolishness. It’s hard to focus on any one thing for a long period of time with a soul that is itching to break the chains from a machine that’s so singular.
That’s why I never understood the concept of vacationing. You’re working to take a break from work. REALLY?!
Even traveling the world for kicks and giggles is a chore. Are you really expanding your mind, or are you doing some human shit because you don’t RE-MEMBER that you been there, done that, got a T-shirt and the balloon many other lifetimes ago?
Just how much more being a human do you have to endure before you should move on to the next thing? What is the next thing exactly? Is it set the same for everyone or based off your own imagination? Have I already been there many times over? Does it change a bit after every lifetime I go through?
Just some questions I ask myself that I already know the answer too, but due to my limited perspective in this body and to keep this lifepath a mystery, I (the soul) have to feign ignorance.
Rambling much, ain’t I?! (lol)
For me, at this point after experiencing so many lifetimes already, I have a specific reason for waking up every morning besides the novelty of being a human. It has its plus and minuses, strengths and weaknesses. I will say that humanity does have a unique redeeming quality (not in the “come to Jesus, save your soul” kind of way for you Christian hardheads) that should not be overlooked. You really go through the fire in this place. To me, that is the only meaningful purpose of being human.
But how many times do you need to be redeemed? That really depends on you 🙂
If you’re not “dead”, sleep is your only escape from the contradictory nature of humanity. How come the greatest melanin production occurs at night while you sleep? And some of best sleep I get is right after coitus.
Hmmmm…I wonder why 😉
Melanin=sleep=your only saving grace from the madness!! Ase to my mentor in spirit, Bobby Hemmitt!
I haven’t written anything in a couple of months and the first thing I write about is something related to the ORIGINAL reality TV (like anything on the TV is real anyway)…sports! Not by accident that I’m writing this after the ending of the world’s most popular massive ritual called the Super Bowl.
Which I DID NOT watch, but seen the score on my phone (damn technology!) and was not surprised that the Tampa Bay Buccaneers (led by the greatest hidden state-sponsored athlete of our generation, Tom Brady) won the game by a score of 31-9 (which if you put together in numerology it equals to 4.) Not gonna repeat the obvious of how and why the Super Bowl was rigged (you can read and/or listen to that here and here), but all wanted to say is that I wish I was a betting man and foreseen that in the four (4 again) major professional sport championship in the 2020 (4 once more) season, for the NHL Stanley Cup Finals, MLB World Series, NFL Super Bowl, NBA Finals, therewas a team from the state of Floridain each one (Tampa Bay Lightening, Tampa Bay Rays, Tampa Bay Buccaneers, Miami Heat.)
Florida is also known as the Sunshine State, which the Kemet God Ra is represented by the sun and the “PAN-demic” that has caused “PAN-ic” across the world is called the CORONA-virus, which the corona is the plasma expelled from a star or sun (same thing.)
(I notice how the term corona-virus has effectively been replaced by COVID-19 in the media and amongst the masses, which was intentional of course.)
Sidebar: Pan is the originally-Kemet Greek god of nature and fertility symbolized by the goat. When awakened from his slumber, Pan gave a great shout that caused great fear, later coined as PAN-ic. The suffix -demic means “people”, which PAN-demic means great fear amongst the people.Subconsciously (the one of consequence), it could mean that the people, specifically melanated peoples, should return to their true nature resembling that of Pan, which is also related to the also originally-Kemet Roman god Dionysus, the god of ecstacy. But let me get off this tangent (lol!)…
Yeah, the major sports organizations knew the game, or rather, fixed the script to fit the coronavirus narrative.
Thinking about this foolishness had me thinking about the Super Bowl ritual that occurred a couple of years ago between the New England Patriots and the Atlanta Falcons, where I myself was born and currently reside. It wasn’t an accident that the Falcons (the animal head of Kemet god Heru, the original Christ consciousness) had a huge 28-3 (4!) lead and subsequently blew the lead and lost the game to the PA-triots (symbolizes white male patriarchy.) That was a MAJOR mind fuck toward melanated peoples, especially those that cheer for and reside in Atlanta, the current unofficial “Black Mecca” of America.
Despite its superficiality and faux image of Black progress, there isn’t another city in the United States quite like Atlanta when it comes to Blacks achieving some level of success on a wide scale. The origin of the name “Atlanta” stems from the Atlantic Ocean, which its name originates from Atlantis, one of the original technological civilizations created by melanated peoples that predated and heavily influenced Ancient Kemet. That’s the spiritual connection that enhances the melanated peoples, either consciously comatose or not, that reside in the Metro Atlanta region. It’s not a coincidence that the two teams that have the Falcon and Hawk mascot (Heru is also represented as a Hawk) reside in Atlanta, and I can say without a shadow of a doubt that they will never win anything of consequence. Any symbology that represents the rising of the Christ consciousness amongst the melanated population even on a subconscious level must be avoided and averted AT ALL COSTS. The custodians of confusion that keep this system of humanity from evolving know where that power lies, and it’s best that that power is kept a low enough level for them to feed off of.
I just had to get that off my chest. I felt like it had to be said because I haven’t seen it said this way anywhere else on ‘net, and I don’t think I said as much I should have said. But it was enough to get the point across lol.
One last thing, I correlate the significance behind the number 4 to the number of sides a square has, which is also the shape of a box. Isn’t that the endgame after all? To keep us in a FUCKING BOX called humanity?
Your Human life is one big boiling pot of an alchemical transformation that isn’t completed until you die. Take the opportunity to learn truth and more about yourself each day that you’re in your human shell. That’s the only thing that is worth being INCARCERATED within the shell for.
A term popularized by the well-known mythological historian Joseph Campbell, it is the cycle of existence a person endures that leads them through a series of tests and trials which causes a transformation within that person into a new being. The concept of this conflict originated from the Osirian myth of Ancient Kemet, where Horus or Heru (the product of the goddess Isis and the god Osiris, who was murdered by his brother Set before Horus was conceived) was born and claimed the throne from Set.
Sidenote 1: For the Christians out there, combine the story of Cain and Abel with the Jesus mythology, you will have the Osirian myth. The former two derived was derived from the Osirian myth.
The Osirian myth, the basis of the Hero’s (Heru’s) Journey, is a story of rebirth and metamorphosis, basically a narrative on alchemy ( turning something known into something new.) Alchemy (or AlKhemy) was/is the ultimate science that has existed since time inequity, especially when it comes to the evolution of man. The Hero (Heru) archetype has been played out in many alchemical mythological tales such as the adventures of Hercules and Persius, the Great Renunciation of Buddha, the aforementioned “life” ( figurative not literal) and crucifixion of Jesus Christ, as well comic greats Batman and Superman, and movie fixtures such as Bruce Leroy (The Last Dragon, my favorite) and Neo of The Matrix. The archetype has even been portrayed in video game classics such as Super Mario Brothers (pictured above.)
If you are familiar with Mario, you know that playing as Mario you will go through a series of transformations (from small Mario to Big Mario with eating the mushroom, intaking the magical flower to turn into fireball or Rising Kundalini Mario, etc.), fight off numerous underlings (goombas and Koopa Troopas) and underbosses to get to Bowser to save the Princess. You are also familiar with the fact that you can “die and be reborn”, where hopefully you learned not to repeat the same mistakes from the “previous life,” because if not, you have start all over again from the beginning (which at this point you call it night and thus not play the game again for a couple of weeks because you’re so demoralized smh.) Super Mario Brothers truly epitomizes the Hero’s Journey to a T.
So esoterically, comparing to Super Mario Brothers, what does the Heru’s Journey look like for the everyday souls of the melanated (chaos, cosmic) man and woman?
The Heru’s Journey for the melanated soul, for those who are aware (conscious) of the challenge, consists of daily “trials by fire” (Kundalini Energy) that challenge the (un)realities of paradigms and archetypes we were programmed with from our incarnation into the earthly realm.
Sidenote 2: As a Black man or woman, what are the usual paradigms and archetypes one must overcomein this day and age?
The melanated soul who wishes to ascend the human cycle must release (detach) from its programming with a open heart and mind, realizing that the ego self it was born with is not its TRUE SELF. This is early stages of the Rising or Awakening Kundalini Energy, which in short, is the melanated soul awakening from its slumber (the coma that is humanity.) At this point, the melanated soul, the true representation of God(dess), understands and even accepts the different realities of existence and that its path back home is only one of many. The melanated soul then realizes its true purpose and gains a greater appreciation for the ego self it has chosen to manifest itself within the earthly realm. At this point, the melanated soul knows that it is its own Creator. Once its purpose has been fulfilled, the melanated soul will have conquered the Great Dragon (or serpent), which represents the ascension of the soul from base of the human spine (which resembles the shape of a snake or serpent) in the pelvic area into the Pineal Gland or Third Eye(“the gateways of Heaven”, the doorway to the real world.)
Through death (or, “the return back to life”), the melanated soul has “rescued the Princess”, or returned back to its Source(The Great Mother), a fully-transformed, new kind of chaos being.
And that’s the Heru’s Journey for the typical mundane melanated man/woman in a nutshell.
I can understand why it can take a couple of thousand lifetimes to get back home. It’s very easy for the soul to be duped into thinking that it is its earthly self, thus passing its karma from lifetime to lifetime. That’s just more junk for the soul to go through to get out of the human cycle.
For the hardcore Christians out there, there’s a subconscious, metaphysical reason why you’re so attached to Jesus Christ the Savior. The Jesus myth (remember, Jesus is Horus) is all about the Christenergy. Letting go of the physical realm, embracing the spiritual self is the major teaching point of that ordeal. Your soul is the “Christ that has risen.”
Chrysopoeia (which chryso is derived from Christ), is the alchemical term that means “transmutation into gold.” That is the Christ energy (also the Kundalini energy), the alchemical process your melanated soul undergoes when it is ready break the human cycle.
What Would You Do?
Please stop taking Jesus literally, y’all.
Now, there are some loose ends to this post that needs to tied up? Like, who or what is the Great Mother?Since the soul resides within the pelvic region of the human body, how much does sex play in the soul’s ascension to the Third Eye?
That’s what the next post proceeding this will touch on. Until then, continue to be the Creator in your world.
It would be inconsiderate of me to say that the things that you work so hard for in life do not matter at the end of the day. That the things that we desire for more than likely will bring us more than what we bargained for.
But the truth has a way of not being considerate for feelings because it knows it is the truth.
Life in this temporal existence has no meaning outside of the self-propagating mechanism its been endowed with since the creation of time.
There is no point into trying to save it, preserve it, protect it, or salvage it if or when its time ceases to exist. Trying to make this “prison” more tolerable, more habitable, more humane, is quite frankly a waste of energy. But somewhere between the incarnation (birth) of the melanated soul into the human body and the child rearing years, the soul forgets its purpose (the majority by way of the programming of the ego, the false self) and begins to think its human existence is the end all, be all. In this state, the melanated soul is unconscious to its real purpose and the true nature of the universe.
Take this example…
The melanated soul classifies itself as a Black American human male, who was born and raised in the lions’ den of the United States of America in the Deep South, during an age and time where everything related to Black people is both despised and uplifted simultaneously. He takes up the cause, more passive than aggressive, to bring back the glory days of the African globally, when Black was beautiful, legitimate, and the leaders of civilization. He believes it’s on the path of righteous, that his intentions are pure and its passion is valid. The love for his people is strong, his heart figuratively and literally bleeds for the cause to raise its people back to their rightful place on the food chain.
Then one day out of the blue, the melanated soul that lives within him AWAKENS.
He realizes that the thing that he fights for are in a nutshell, useless. He re-members that humanity is nothing more than a pressure cooker. His soul chose to be incarnated in Maya (Hindu for illusion) for the purpose to become a better version of itself through human trivialities. The caterpillar (melanatedsoul) doesn’t subject itself to the cocoon to REMAIN in the cocoon, for its SOUL PURPOSE is to become a butterfly.
He begins to understand, what his soul knew before its incarnation into the human body and had forgot over time, that there is no reason for him to bring his people back to glory for the betterment of the world. He knows that this physical realm is not the home of his fellow melanated soul beings, and that his people must save themselves by overcoming their own personal tribulations within their lives.
It’s a liberating feeling to be able to let go of the goals and desires that drive our day to day activities. You’re not attached emotionally to the outcome of your endeavors, or more importantly, the affairs of the world. If it happens, it happens; if it doesn’t, it doesn’t. It’s fine if the world burns (through the “rising of the Kundalini”).
It’s a lonely road to go against popular opinion…the one that says that you must have something to strive for, that you must care, in order to make your life valid. When you learn to let go and give up hope for the future of this physical realm, the calmness and tranquility that your spirit (ego) will feel will overrule the prospect of being alone.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s OK to have a wife and kids, a satisfying career or entrepreneurship, an adventurous lifestyle, whatever floats your boat. But it has its place in accordance to your soul’s purpose. To be honest with you, your soul chose its lifepath prior to it incarnation into the physical realm that would give it the proper challenge to overcome for its transformation. Try to recall this tiny fact when you find yourself getting caught up the illusion of reality.
The Melanin Man
“Life doesn’t matter to the dead, only the living.”
I’ve never realized that this event occurs quite frequently on a yearly. It just so happens that this is the largest Saharan dust cloud to scoot across the Atlantic in the last 50 YEARS.
The first thought I had when I saw this happening was that “the spirits from Africa was coming to energize Black folk.” To the uninitiated, the thought sounds vague and simplistic, yet there is a whole lot of truth to it.
Reading through the articles, I came across the common explanations of climate change and global warming. Those are the most logical and rational, more likely to accepted by the masses. Yet if you study the pattern by which the dust cloud traveled over the Atlantic Ocean, it mimics the Transatlantic Slave Trade more or less. And the majority of the dust cloud covers the Caribbean Indies American South where most black-melanated individuals reside.
At this point of my personal journey, I’m looking at things symbolically. With everything that is going on this physical hell from fake COVID-19 to the CIA covert operation of police killing Blacks and Black Lives Matter, someone or something is attempting to quell the awakening of melanated people. The tactics have gotten more intense year by year for the past nineteen years since 9/11. And as always the plot is to incite fear and paranoia amongst melanated people and shut down their pineal glands. The ultimate goal is to keep you attached to this drama called humanity, and thus, you remain prey for these invisible vampires in the upper realms.
A new age is definitely at hand. The Saharan Dust cloud moving into the Western Hemisphere is a symbol of that.
(Sidenote: In Afrocentricism, a return to African roots is deeply embraced, not so much literally like in the past but at the very least metaphorically. Embracing Ancient Egyptian (Kemet) history, which is considered the last great civilization, has been a huge part of that philosophy. To be Afrocentric is to take pride in your African heritage and all its glory, yet it turns out that pride is the biggest PITFALL of Afrocentricism. Pride in anything (especially earthly things) leads to a fall, according to the famous Good Book the Bible. Pride ( “deep pleasure”) keeps you tied to the human shell (i.e. The Great Fall in the Bible, which was the fall into humanity) or pitfall (“concealed source of disaster.”) What constantly gets overlooked is the amount of occult (“hidden”, real) science that came out of Ancient Egypt, and how much disdain the Ancient Egyptians that practiced occult science had for humanity. )
The Saharan Dust cloud provides an opportunity for melanated individuals who are or wish to be detached from humanity (“an occultist”) to use its energy to empower themselves to fulfill their desires, whatever it may be. Even melanated people who are not conscious whatsoever will be affected by this event in some aspect. And it occurs by just breathing in the air, the primary way of consumption.
Of course the media will advise the public that the dust cloud, along with the faux coronavirus, is a major health risk and to stay indoors. Yet the air has been polluted for years and NOW they advise people to stay indoors? Get real.
The time to expand your mind is NOW. You’re past due on depending on others to save; you have the power to save YOURSELF!
I got tricked into watching Netflix’s Tiger King: Murder, Mayhem, and Madness by my significant other. I did not have any interest any watching whatsoever, for I already knew it was about Caucasoids running amok with their exotic pets. There was no reason to subject myself to such foolishness other than to kill time.
My wife casually turned on the show after dinner, the perfect opportunity to catch me off guard when the majority of my blood is focused on digesting food instead of in brain where it would be more useful ( I would have went upstairs into my office and did my own thing if that was the case lol.) Low and behold, the show caught my interest and I was instantly hooked.
Then a funny thing happen that I honestly did not expect to happen: I began to develop an appreciation for the plight of the white man/woman!!
Although I know where Caucasians stand on the real totem pole that matters and I truly understand their takeover, hostile nature, I have never in my life displayed or harbored hate towards them (and I’ve said the same thing in earlier posts.) Even understanding how the world is turned upside down by their very presence, I wouldn’t even consider them my enemy. For the Melanin Man and other melanated souls out there, the enemy has always been within: to resist the urge to deny your divine self to assimilate into this physical hell for temporary relief. Caucasians have been placed as custodians by turncoat melanated entities (archons), who are your real adversaries outside of yourself.
Anyway back to my original point (lol!), it wasn’t as much a shock as it was a revelation for me. Tiger King brought it home for me in so many instances. You may call it white supremacy or whatnot; to me it’s just Caucasoids having the opportunity to express themselves (their true nature) uninhibited in all their glory.
Either way, you have to admire the madness for what it is.
Watching the likes of big game exploiters Joe Exotic, Doc Antle (and yes, I’d add Carol Baskin to that list even though she hides under guise of trying to rescue the tigers) have the opportunity to capitalize off of their caged exotic pets without a care in the world for so long was a treat. Seeing how Carol Baskin basically got away with murder (literally!) with the strange disappearance of her millionaire white husband Don Lewis, without so much as a side-eye from the police is beyond belief. Witnessing a guy (Joe Exotic!) on camera threaten harm to anyone, specifically law enforcement, if they try to trespass onto his zoo property without being arrested had me at a lost of words.
And that’s only a third of the outrageousness that was presented on the show.
The funniest part to me was when they tried to place Doc Antle in negative light when it came to how was able to seduce a group of women to where he has his own personal harem to assist him in maintaining his Myrtle Beach Safari. Because we live in a faux-feminist society, it’s standard procedure to flog any man that has multiple wives/girlfriends and it appears they have been lured into a cult. Well, it’s a metaphysical fact that your best workers are females. The woman is the greatest propagator of any earthly system she benefits from. The big corporations and world governments (glorified corporations!) have figured that out, which is why women have become a mainstay in the workforce on a global scale. Women as a whole are harder workers than men. Sadly, they will keep the system running even when the system is broken. But I digress.
Can’t blame Doc Antle for creating his own small corporation that benefits him in more ways than one.
I couldn’t get over Carol Baskins. I swear if she was a non-Caucasoid, at the very least they would have found a way to put her on trial for possible murder of her ex-husband, even if the evidence was insufficient. I’m moved to think that she got a hold of some voodoo/Hoodoo magic to dummify the investigating law enforcement agencies. The way that she stared at her current husband as he spoke when they were interviewed in the documentary was disturbing. She had to have him under some sort of mind control; she didn’t have to speak as much because he was basically her mouth-piece.
Hey, Carol Baskins found a way to get her ex-husband’s bag and have the world wrapped around her finger.
You have to give it to the white man/woman. This world has been geared for their success; everyone else gets screwed over. They may turned on each other from time to time for a supposed greater good (Big Brother came a-calling for a fall guy to appease the pet lover/PETA faction of their collective. Joe Exotic just so happened to be the fall guy.) Don’t get it twisted, justice was NOT being served; the machine is still alive. The white man/woman is still running amok.
And it’s really OK. Today is the Caucasoids’ time to shine. I can’t even hate on that. Accepting that reality has been a personal breakthrough for me.
There was time long ago, melanated beings had that same opportunity. That time has passed; we’ve moved on from humanity.
I don’t know if the same can be said for the Caucasoid. Especially since for the majority of them mastering this earthly, physical realm will be best that they will ever achieve.
Consciousness has a totally different meaning than when I first began to question the world around me. In the beginning I had to put a name to it (Black consciousness) so it was clear where I stood in my newfound awakening. I was for Black (melanated) People, with Black People, about Black People through thick and thin. I desired to see my peoples rise from the maladies that plague us by and large still to this day.
For the most part, I’m still that way.
Yet, through my own personal experiences I’ve realized that there’s a more significant purpose, something I’ve touched on a bit in previous posts. And the term consciousness has a new meaning to me. Consciousness is not just the defense system that protects your deepest, darkest, realest part of you (your subconscious) from being subdued with false rhetoric. In this day and time for me, consciousness is waking up to the reality that you are on a mission to transform your soul into something different than from its original configuration.
The journey back home, or the journey back to the Source as a renewed entity , can take place over many lifetimes. I guarantee that it takes more than one lifetime to fully understand the nature of humanity in its totality. I’m pretty sure that in some of those lifetimes you were not aware of your soul’s purpose (or that you even had a soul) thus you were unable to untangle yourself from the illusion of humanity. In that regard, it’s possible that you may have “wasted” some lifetimes. Yet any and all experience is good experience, whether or not you were aware of the bigger picture at the time. Also, we choose our lifetimes prior to incarnating into physical; so from that aspect, there is a possibility we choose not to be conscious at all during those lifetimes.
Speaking for myself, I cannot imagine living one lifetime, rather multiple lifetimes at that, without being conscious of my soul’s journey. It does not seem plausible to me whatsoever. Learning about Akasha (ether, melanin, the fifth element) and the Akashic Records, it’s possible that I could’ve lived a life or lives where I was all in on humanity and being human.
Note: Without the fifth element(that inner melanin, the black sun or soul), you cannot tap into those Records.
I could have saved thousands as a hero of the people in one life, or I could have killed millions in another as a tyrannical dictator. I could have built pyramids in the Americas and/or Africa with such ease in one time, or I could have been a slave serving my masters in those same locations in another time. Thinking about those possibilities brings home the fact that this earthly physical realm is only a testing ground for all sorts of drama, whether positive or negative, good or bad. Either way, the experience enriches the soul that brings it one step closer to total metamorphosis. No need to be emotional about the madness that incurs through it all. You’re suppose to be a chaos (melanated) being anyway, so the insanity that occurs on this realm should be a piece of cake.
I haven’t tapped into my past lives yet; someday I will once I master deep meditation and learn to listen to my inner voice on a more regular basis. For now, it’s more important to focus on the life I have now than the ones I’ve previously lived. By the way things have turned out so far in my almost 34 years of existence in this current form, especially during these interesting times, my journey may be about to come to an end.
Where does your soul stand on it’s journey back home?