Let those who seek the dimming of the light seek that.
You though, you are the light and don’t forget it. Remember to look up once in a while. Seek all the amazing things already out there and all the things we can accomplish.
You’re meant to touch the stars because it’s the stars in which you are made of.
https://www.space.com/spacex-astronaut-launch-right-time.html
Isn’t it strange when the rioting started? Which is to say when that cop killed that guy.
What timing. When the country was just starting to reopen and get back to normal.
Coincidence?
This happens ALL THE TIME, but of course most people are asleep to it.
Every time our collective course is moving in a healing or positive direction something chaotic happens to bring things down back into chaos/dissonance/wounding/entropy.
Why was the rebellious (against the tyranny of the machine) and conscious expansive energy of the 60s subverted and distracted by the Vietnam war?
Why was the turn of the millennium, a time of new beginnings and potentials to blossom, subverted by chaos and collective wounding on 9/11?
Hope for the future is constantly subverted in our world. Consonance is brought into discord by atonal clanging notes.
Notes of dissonance like sociopathic cops who just coincidentally go full psychopath at this time and kick off the powder keg of riots. A powder keg in the collective psyche of the disgruntled masses that was already there, made worse recently by a lockdown that has seen people go hungry.
That powder keg is already there, there’s a lot of toxic and repressed emotions and energies in people. It doesn’t take much to light that powder keg in a species which has been beat down and lied to as much as ours have by the negative “powers that be”. Worldly powers, they’re not the highest powers in the universe yet they have control over human society and our easily predictable monkey brains.
Obviously the average human is fed up with this even if they don’t consciously realize it. Their soul is fed up with the corruption, with the lies, with the fleecing of humanity.
There is so much wounding, anger, rage, to tap into in the human collective.
I’m not saying that’s not already there. I’m saying what a strange time for the powder keg to be lit and riots to start.
Just as the country was looking to heal and get back on track after the terrible bumbling of the coronavirus lockdown by those with power and authority on this worldly level.
The human collective soul be like, “Can we just catch a breath? Can we just get a break from this constant insanity and chaos?”
Don’t ask that of the control obsessed negative forces and psychopaths because they feed off frustration and despair. It gives them power to see humanity crushed and reduced into easily controllable flickers of the great lights we all once were.
How can we heal, how can we move forward again? I don’t just mean socially or politically, these issues run much deeper than that. We’re all living the effects of that whether we recognize it or not.
How do we transmute the powder keg of wounding, frustration, anger, before it consumes us?
How do we move forward? How do we bridge a consonance with harmony and create a co-alignment with healing? With our own best selves collectively and individually? With a bright and expansive future so robust it can’t be disrupted off course by “random” acts of negativity on the world stage by selfish psychopaths from cops to congress?
How do we outgrow those negative actors and their influence on our collective reality?
How do we heal and step into a world consonant with our souls and highest potentials?
There are two men in every man. There is his ego, his superficial self which you come to know in waking time.
There is his soul. This is under the surface and unspoken. Yet it does slip through in speech occasionally, in symbolic actions and timings, and the actions a man takes despite what his ego says.
If you want to know a man pay less attention to his ego and what he says. The goodness or negativity of a man is told from his soul despite proclamations he makes on the surface. It is from within that men act from. Many are unconscious of what is driving them but this does not change what is driving them.
We live in a world where many men make proclamations on the surface, all their energy is invested in force and extroverted action. This has made man into a hypocrite and something of a shell.
So a man must awaken the sleeper within. He must humble his brash surface and go within, discover his soul. There he must do clearing and atonement, depending on its nature. He must get in touch with his true self and quest to consciously act in accordance with the eternal breath that gives him life and the unconditional heart which gives him his pulse and sentience. He must strive to act with the positive aspects of his soul. He must endeavor to act in “right action”, or conscious use of will in all that he does.
In this way man does not need salvation, he walks a path that is his salvation.
A man’s path becomes him whether he is conscious of it or not.
Day # I don’t know, of my recovery. Pushing myself, facing my body’s pains and fear. I think it’s getting there when you can do the Rocky moves in your work out. I don’t need a mountain to climb, I’ve been climbing a mountain since I was born. The mountains run away from me because they’re afraid I’m gonna eat them up in toe and heel.
It’s the journey and it can be long and lonely.
Sometimes there’s people along the way and they say, “Hey you’re so good at this can you carry my weight?”. Sometimes you help them out. Sometimes you gotta leave them in the wind.
It’s the paradox of the mountain. There’s other people on it and if you’re higher than they are and they’re asking for help, they can’t return the favor. Not today. They’ll make you feel alone as you carry their weight close to your chest. You’re not really holding them, just holding their load. They might be sitting on their ass at the bottom of the mountain. They might be higher than you but not in heart because they might forget about you when they make it.
It’s the paradox of the mountain. The more alone you are on the rugged trail and it does draw ragged beads from stung eyes, the more alone the closer you feel. In the open air, closer to everything. The more you appreciate every contact and every connection.
I’ve been climbing since I was born. There’s only one other person I respect in this world and that’s the person who’s climbing theirs too.
You can only hope that others live with the same reverence, like a spark of solidarity, but you gotta climb yours, gotta love yours.
It’s the journey, it’s the trail tailor made to the soul, fit to the soles. It’s our mountains we climb. It’s our climbs that bring us together. In the climb we find our peace, in our deepest pushes we find our harmony.
As the younger man I worked myself with respect for the wisdom and temperance of the older man. As the older man I work myself with honor for the passion and optimism of the younger man.
My true self is who I honor. It’s who I’m most committed to. It’s who I answer to. Nothing is more motivating than knowing how dangerous self betrayal is.
It isn’t selfish. Although talk like this could be mistaken. Talk like this has a soul and narcissism does not. Talk like this scrapes, bruises, cries and struggles to “get there”. Talk like this cares about meeting one’s own greatness. Where one is already standing and awaiting oneself.
The most selfless and self sacrificing thing you can do in this messed up and confused world is honor your true self and be your absolute fucking best in it.
Be hardcore mofos! Be fucking hardcore.
Don’t be a fake because it doesn’t matter. The bullshit image you create, the face you save… the “stuff” you own that ends up owning you… it doesn’t matter. It’s all fucking bullshit.
We’re immersed in this fake culture that worships hollow narcissism. It’s a cult of image and personality out there. The world is full of actors who wouldn’t know “real” if it hit them over the head. People don’t care what power and strength, or heart and virtue are anymore. They just want the fucking idea of it! The reality scares the shit out of them.
The image is paper thin and weak as a wet bag (despite that the idiots stuck in it can’t seem to get out of it). It’s not gonna build a good bed for any of us at night. It leaves many people forlorn. Idiots don’t learn.
The only fucking thing that matters in the big bad world, and to a larger extent the universe, is the character that you create. It’s your deeds and your actions. Whether we’re honest with ourselves or not, everything is etched somewhere.
Be fucking hardcore. In whatever ways you need to be. Raise your GPA, start a website, or run that 5 miles without losing your breath. I want to see you succeed but only you can know what that means for you.
Don’t be a hopeless romantic, fighter, whatever… that’s just a protective measure of self defeatism that we tell ourselves so we don’t have to test ourselves. Be a fucking dreamer! BELIEVE! Apply yourself!
You see I’m selfish. I find most people to be boring and tedious. I want you to succeed because it inspires me when you do. There’s an undeniable quality about you when you do.
Climb that mountain, climb it hardcore.
Be your own hero!
Be the conviction, honor, strength, truth of what YOU believe in.
Life is real. These aren’t silly ideas, these words aren’t out of touch with the “real world”. The “real world” is largely out of touch with the pulse of reality.
The “real world”, both its grueling pursuit of owning “stuff” and its inhuman streets, and its mindlessly distracting traps = out of touch with reality.
Reality is waiting for you in your naked wilderness, tearing away your illusions and gnawed to the bone of your conviction.
It’s miles away from the bullshit we fill our lives with. From the lies we tell ourselves.
The reality is we never know how long we have. You could wake up dead tomorrow. Then the question is how honest are you in this moment right now?
How in touch with yourself are you right now?
How aware of the moment are you?
Be thankful for your reminders.
When we complain about life being tough and painful we’re dipping our toes in the water. It’s a waste of time to keep doing that over and over. That’s why we complain out of frustration, not because the water is cold but because we feel stuck at the water’s edge.
We must each find the will in ourselves to plunge into that water or walk away and find another place to chart our paths. When you find that strength, whatever you choose with it and whatever direction you go, you’ll find true freedom.
How to get in the best shape? Push yourself until you break. We tend to have artificial and unnatural views toward ourselves. We want the light but fear the darkness. We fear our fears, our weaknesses, our wounds, the idea that we’re not totally in control.
Life has to be loud noise all the time for the ego, it fears silence. It fears the valleys to the peaks so the music it creates ends up being white noise.
The common ego is unappreciative of life itself. You can hate life with the love, you can yell at life sometimes. That’s not the point. The point is being appreciative of life and its wholeness. Not a fucking detached egotistic head that has an alienating view toward its own beingness.
We have so much freedom and capability that we don’t realize. The secret to developing individual strength is humbleness and gratitude. It’s having the sober mind to be aware of your limitations and conditions and still pushing yourself. It’s overcoming the futility of doubt and fatalistic thinking.
It’s not facing our darkness or weaknesses that is wrong or bad, it’s the idiotic fatalistic thinking that we see our weaknesses with. It’s the uppity up our own egotistic assholes stigma that we view certain parts of ourselves with. We’re not humans in this capacity. We’re narcissistic machines that would betray and murder our humanity for that insentient, mechanical narcissism.
The reality is it doesn’t matter what kind of shape you’re in or what you look like. It doesn’t even matter what you think you look like. It’s knowing you have the power to face the limitations and doubts. You might fall but that’s ok. We can’t grow unless we know our limits and as long as we’re alive we can keep getting up.
It’s courageously facing the unknown in yourself and break down of those walls. You may find weaknesses along the way. That can be scary but it’s the only way to discover your strength.
So the secret to getting in the best shape in mind and body is not a special work out or something seen on TV. It’s realizing that the best “shape” is already within you. Only you can discover it. Only you’ll know if you’re testing yourself.
The ego creates many layers and illusions to protect itself. It seems logical yet is counter intuitive to the process of true strength-shedding illusions… Finding real strength depends upon how far one is willing to push their self and build up in the fierceness of sobriety. We grow from where we are not from where we’re not. You might be in a good place. How are you going to know unless you work through the illusions and walls?
Humble, not humiliate. Humiliation creates embarrassment and walls of avoidance. Often we hold guilt that has no connection to reality and it must be shed.
It’s about pushing your limits (whatever yours are) and not being afraid to break yourself. You’re not working toward a “shape” but shedding limitations and realizing what’s within. Everyone has that ground to discover in themselves in some way.
What you discover and what emerges is going to be mightier for you than any heroes. You have potential in yourself otherwise you wouldn’t be able to relate to what inspires you.
The “self test” is personal but there are basics.
It’s about awakening your hunger to grow. The lover and fighter are two sides of a coin.
No matter how mighty you get it’s love that’s building you up. Every true warrior keeps this in mind. Even the Earth is feeding you oxygen right now. There’s many things that contribute. There’s no such thing as a damn loner. The idea that anyone does anything totally alone is a self masturbating myth. It’s is the individual will that puts the work in PLUS the myriad of conditions that get oneself to where one is. It’s BOTH.
Strength is knowing you have vulnerabilities and still pushing forward. It’s wrestling the impossible. It’s what rises when you confront your limitations without fear but for passion of your path.
It’s not about the mind or body. It’s about your spirit.
It’s awaiting us in our tests of mind, heart and body.
When you awaken you will meet it, and every moment is that moment.
May we each ascend our mountains (of our individual goals, which also is a transpersonal and collective mountain),
Sol Phire
Barefoot Earthing on chilly nights, tis the way to clear the head.
Men should strive for clear heads ruled by higher centers and warm hearts fearless in all weather. Men should strive to be men… Quotes about strength? I have a million, only because I’ve lived every line.
Nature is receptive, even nurturing of us, we imprint it with positive and negative perceptions.
There’s a lot of animals out there though. The human interpersonal biosphere can be colder than mother nature’s coldest night. So keep your head out of negative games, keep your heart close, and let no one step on the throne of your spirit-soul. You’re better than that. I’m better than that. We all are.
Sometimes it takes a cold night, wind rushing through your spirit, the Earth embracing your soles in love… to remind us of that.
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The message today? Be safe, be warm. Conscious love takes care.
Connection and communication with other sentient beings in the cold void of space is a gift not a guarantee. To be sentient in the touching and interacting with the hearts of others is conscious love. The black is mighty cold out there. Take anyone and anything for granted at your peril. Especially your own heart and self respect.
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The first relationship you have with the opposite sex is with your own opposite side. So when we treat or mistreat each other we show that relationship off in its beauty and dysfunction.
Spiritually in romance there is nothing more sacred than that opposite part of yourself, your “other side”. Your feminine side love if you are a man or masculine side love if you are a woman.
To share it is sacred. It is love for you to share, given to you by your own soul, your other half of divine spark.
The sharing of that love should be celebrated and we should be conscious in the way we treat those we love. This is not often the case in our world. We give our own sacred love away or mistreat the love of others, because we are not conscious of what we’re playing with. What we’re playing with is the stuff of creation.
So today may we all face the mirror. May we face and take responsibility for the ways we do not respect the love in ourselves and in others.
We should strive to be men and women of impeccable hearts and pay it forward in the destiny of love with cherishing all love we are fortunate to know and experience.