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"Crush the satanists!!! IRGC is on a terror campaign and they are executing people everyday -even for using the internet.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pfsqTHbGVQs"
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"So true!✨ Laughter is the best medicine for this absolute circus."
"Really funny!!! Need a good laugh every day in this world!"
"I have a hankering to watch The Pink Panther tonight-Clouseau tells his valet Kato to surprise attack him every now and then and not to stop attacking him no matter what he says-hysterical-"
"Hehe SNAP...!! Great minds think alike....I was just about to post that same Tousi vid on the Immortal Guards....."
A disheartening video filmed in downtown San Francisco shows how troves of homeless drug abusers have turned the streets into open-air drug markets, with intoxicated users congregating in large groups appearing to resemble…
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Now thats funny. Something that does not exist inflating to creat nothing?
Incoherence, being unconditional by nature, will likely cause collateral damage, given it meets the parameters of sense and reason.
Fear is an effective method, despite being labeled as negative. Otherwise the experiment might break apart, since reality is subjet to our perception.
However, you can see the change up close. Trauma makes it so it's sensible. Fear is meaning.
Love is another method, yet most human beings I came across have shown a greater response towards instinctive impulses, rather than the conscious notion of affection.
Still, the idea that there's no sense to all this, makes it so I need dramatic experiences to keep my "self" within gravity.
Between the duality of love and fear, without reaching neither of both. Fearful of discovering its unveiled nature, myself on the reflection of many eyes.
Hope(Fear) keeps me sensible yet static, even though I can see myself disregarding life once again, as the illusion of experience.
A theatrical dream of no one, which I can't bring myself to play out.
So many joyful eyes, yet I see the strings, again and again.
Almost like... magic has been lost to me.