Dear Society,

i am concerned, very concerned actually about our current state of progression on this planet. There is a consistent disharmonious agenda being popularized by new age propaganda. From my meek perspective, every aspect of our lives has a inkling of division. Our social class, race, and gender are just some control methods that influence the masses to feed into this atrocious anomaly. It is time to dissect this problem for what it really is or I'm afraid we are on a red eye to our inevitable doom.

Everywhere you look you are being sold what to wear, eat, drive, think, and do with your human experience. Television is deadliest form of the indoctrination of mental slavery. From the moment of our conception into the deception there is already a plan set for our lives; this plan was created by men who have intentionally implemented a controlled society out of a innately free world. The plan includes but is not limited to the following process: school (k-12) , college (4+ years), a career based on the skills you acquired from college (supposedly a lifetime), family, amenities of adulthood (house mortgage, car note), survive until retirement, make sure your children follow the same process, verbatim, and our guaranteed physical death. To summarize this plan, play by the rules and die; is this the life you want for yourself?

We were all fed the same lie. That lie is that "all men are created equally", i equate thus statement with squeezing orange juice from limes; no evidence will ever be produced of this infamous claim. Whether it be intentional or not, we judge others mostly based on what they have chose to possess. From the cars we drive, clothes we wear, or money we borrow (from the fed reserve, you literally could never own money), we have been trained to what to think of others depending on these facets of their lives. We are literally connected to the same source but experiencing different lives; observe a tree until you understand this saying. Admittedly, i have flourished in this systematic illusion of a free world and always drawn the same conclusion; the conclusion that i can't seem to get around is, we all own shares in the fear stock. It is in my opinion that we all choose our best form of security from fear; what i mean by that is a lot of us are stuck in lives that we don't want to be living for fear of being poor and shit outta luck. Essentially, if you have invested belief into this method, you're only experiencing one way to live; belief in self will begin to diminish your bought fears. Is this the life you want for yourself?

In conclusion, i propose a plan, a simple plan; this plan is not a instantaneous fix for our mental plague but it will rapidly increase the progress of our soul evolution. i ask of you not to immediately reject this soul road map to a better world. The plan that i propose is to connect with our egos instead of fighting them, become one with them so that we can understand and control them; if we continue to fight them and refuse to acknowledge their existence we will increase the war within. Your ego is quite like your face, meaning that it is equipped with your physical vehicle. We must first experience true love within in order to exude the essence of love externally. Earth is sick and headed to life support; she will not get better by chemicals, hate, and strongly held illusions. However, we can begin to heal the earth with love for each other, knowledge of self, learning to only take what we need. So i must ask one last time, is this the life you want for yourself?

With love,

A human being-being human.

Enlightened minds reside in the ether, at every chance, we swim in the utterly amazing ooze of the nebulas. From up here, our minds fret not. To stay grounded in a world with infinite possibilities remains a soul chore.

i have witnessed every human emotion through the eyes of soul wanderers. Where is the love amongst us? At times it seems we are all playing monopoly. The minds of the benevolent yield tongues ranked celibate; the fool rules the brain of the masses. The revolution may be televised and orchestrated to uphold the illusion. The puppet master has hooked the strings into your spleen.

The silver lining perspective reflects fragmented optimism. Rebellious tongues take grand exits from shadow hands. Fear not, essentially, if the collective awakens we won't be forsaken.

Absolutely everything is symbolic. Play the game of the masked insane whilst ready to flee the matrix. Albeit you'll never truly know the i behind the eyes of another, love equally and just. Synchronicity strikes when path aligns with intention, as always, follow intuition.

-SoulWiseiii

Resistance to it can cause an inevitable distance from self; it is lurking in your peripheral with your every move. You can harness the grandest of decisions with it. The rivers move with it; it has a continuous glory that streams every body of water. The wind dances in the essence of it; your every breath unintentionally intertwines with it. With it, anticipation of nothing remains the mantra. Patience is the floating paradox, because it is both everything, and useless; live now and go with it.

-SoulWiseiii

After several failed attempts of shipping my heart from LA, it suddenly happens; your touch is fading; the memory of you remains true. Our love was real but your voice wounds a healing heart; closure is inevitable when distance gives perspective. A true friend you are indeed, that'll replenish with time. i removed the moon from that silver string, now my skies light the way for better days. New romance is not of focus but welcomed with a warm embrace. i was the rose and you persuasively removed every thorn; no scorn held for your pastoral intentions. Intuitively, a bohemian queen seems fitting for my true incarnate embodiment; anticipation emits from a shackled romantic heart. May your beautiful brain be set free from the emancipation of the societal conformed norm. i return gracefully back to the shadows where you found me; my passport remains my permanent address, better days await thee.

-SoulWiseiii

It's the rainy days that clear the haze of mind so dazed in a stupor. However long or wide the gaze upon the myst may last, you can bet the mind's eye is filled with awareness as vast as the iris can pass. As the moist of the rain loosens my locs, the wisdom surges through my crown chakra; my antenna reads the energy from what your eye couldn't fathom.

Let the rain was away the worries ringing in your mind; flow with the cycles of life and avoid disgraceful patterns.

-SoulWiseiii