Larry Wilson5 said:Why would you? I hope you don't let anyone convince you otherwise when you face a reality that isn't even on their official list. Nobody has the right to judge, dismiss, or validate your raw experience using their version of "expert" or "legal" reality.
It's funny how much nonsense people invent just to fit into a predictable, linear world. People seek refuge in logic, but they often just end up drowning in their own systems, trying to irrigate what they call "common sense."
Reality isn't reducible. What you observe is something no one else can truly perceive but you.
There is so little respect for one's own consciousness from those who try to steer others away from their own experiences. This obsession with learning a single "truth" has turned humanity into robots who are afraid to claim their own reality or experiences, opting instead for "sanctioned" versions of existence.
They love to preach about the supremacy of mechanics over consciousness, all while claiming to act in the interest of consciousness itself. Common sense is just a tool used to flip things upside down and plunge them headfirst into the mud.
If they won't even acknowledge their own experiences, what's left to ground them?
Here's yet another incomprehensible post about methods of darkness.
Don't let yourself be crushed. Affection builds magnificent bridges; you've seen that. The darkness tries to shove that into the mechanical reality of a human-like robot, because that's what it wants us to be.
Sure, mental obsession exists, and "human robots" exist, but they never stand behind their own experiences. They are always hiding behind or ahead of common sense.
All my similar experiences—those that break the boundaries of worlds—are irreplaceable guides in this search.
Words couldn't guide any more strongly, provide more tension, or offer more beauty.
Let every insight from an event that falls outside of "prescribed reality" simply be.
Yes, we aren't just physical beings; we have experiences and layers... and not just those layers.
.......what a tonic for the Soul......
And
haters (hater 4333 up, 640 down
A person that simply cannot be happy for another person's success. So rather than be happy they make a point of exposing a flaw in that person.
Hating, the result of being a hater, is not exactly jealousy. The hater doesn't really want to be the person he or she hates; instead, they just want to drag someone else down a peg.
Susan: You know, Kevin from accounting is doing very well. He just bought a house in a very nice part of town.
Jane (hater): If he is doing so well, why is he driving that old '89 Taurus?
....those are creatures born from the sludge..... those dark things that smell like rot, made of the same oily muck they absolutely adore.
Pure water is like incense to the devil.
They’d always rather trade birdsong for the static of a radio.
The chirp of a cricket gets drowned out by the roar of a lawnmower.
The scent of summer is replaced by the stench of some cheap new lotion.
Rainbow colors just look like shades of gray to them.
They run away from the sunlight
because the belt of the engine is just too tight.
The wind bothers them because it carries away the stench,
and their little patch of sludge is their entire world.
Then you've got the ones who tell you you're crazy just because you're walking down the street with a smile on your face.
The ones who stand at a party like statues (while lurking in their favorite dive bars), mocking people who actually came out to relax and let loose.
To them, the local gym is a temple of "fitness," and a shiny car is a status symbol,
polished and gleaming, but it isn't for everyone.
The phonies, the losers, and all the other fakes...