My story

copied from my brain

Written by philip

it was a momentous occasion being rudely ejected from my home of 9 months as i was totally unprepared and had absolutely no idea there was anywhere else. as it turns out nobody had any say in it and its the same everywhere i look, life is all there is even in death for that is only transmutation of cells and chemicals into building blocks for perpetuation of life. And life is a process of evolution, devolution and revolution. As i've evolved, i've become convinced of the inter-connectiveness of every single energy and a instantenousness of awareness of any transmutation amongst the energies, a parodox in that we are seperate through awareness of differances yet joined perpetually through existance. my depression has allowed me live in denial of that Truth and retreat into a holigram of existance. In that seperateness (delusion) I can maintain the illusion of power and control. Now i can truly say i am powerless and absolutely powerful in the same breath. The synergy of those two beliefs is in total acceptance of what is and tuning my thoughts to perpetuating now in all its glory and purity. The above words are my way of avoiding measurement in the form of a written history as its only in hindsight that I can see I was the creator of any tramua in my life to re-align my stance amongst the forces at play where I regained a sense of equality which I had re-linguished for a percieved gain but ultimately degraded my humaness and inhereit dignity. Being expelled from the herd does have its consequences though and primal fears are not to be discounted, love, in its puriest expression is heeding of our vunerabilities and nuturing strengths to protect us from being overwhelmed and so, destroyed. I believe western society is divided by fear and cruelity enshrined in capitalism and commercialism, paying our only token coins to humanity through endorsing and prostating to organized religion which is impotent and imploding. Bring on the revolution! Philip.