posted on Oct, 8 2014 @ 09:05 AM
Live, laugh and love while the giant slumbers, for on the seventh day he rested and the seventh day lives on. The fall of man took all of 12 seconds
to accomplish, but some of us have been rebellious from the very moment of our birth, and we've been swimming upstream ever since. The sweetness of
that pomegranate, the sparks of pleasure bursting forth from our minds, the disintegration, the awakening to the realization that we held within our
being the power to create any truth, to manifest reality after our image and in our likeness.
This pride which burns brightly is truly our final cage. Can we transcend it to become the unassuming champion of a world of illusions? The fractal
chaos is a vine of unadulterated pleasures and the knowledgeable ones who have sought to tame it do not realize what they have done. It cannot be
contained and when it bursts forth from the cages they've designed, it will be like madness unfurling itself for the first and final time.
Toll your bell until it breaks. The only bell left rocking at the end of the day will be the resounding blast of liberty felt all across the land. And
every island and every mountain will dissolve in their places and paradise will be born from beneath our feet.
Guten morgen mein lieber shatz!