The critic is the devil while the struggle and the journey are what take you there…
Is it here?
My religion and spiritual question has been the cause of my life. The source is a certain thing, I cannot open here but it’s okay. I wonder, because I question, and yet, in contradiction, I believe, so vehemently in my path, for many reasons, pure and impure. But I am me, and my Lord is One, and my freedom is nigh, and my question will die, soon, before long, I’ll see with my eye.
Social conformists are so lame. They aren’t just lame, they are bundles of stress, anxiety and misery. How ironic. Sheesh.
Ignorance is convincing yourself of what isn’t true.
How much longer can I really wait before I do this? Money is getting low. Mind is going numb. Body is feeling it. Philosophically reaching answers. Gathering courage.
You know, its crazy come to think of it, the extent to which I want to achieve things, both spiritually and personally.
I have many ambitions. May they come to fruition.