uniform, cradled desire transfigurative deceptive, reliance who do you see when you stroke the night and wish upon her that all is to be 'well' a glass chalice glistened under my palm said that I could stare into your heart as motions kiss beckons on my lips she who called upon me back in the wind of my grace I see I fell unto you when time rolled and transcended mirrored ghosts give you say, be freed from the anxieties of your awakened existence move forth into the battle zone, paced not for war but for joy I'm sat here alone surrounded by a brilliant white light a love so bright is it time to go but no I sit here not to see the day end but feel a rapture could it have lasted an eternity? friendship, family does not dwell on the lips it suffers in the gullet
The world is in pain and we must change now to prevent a worldwide fatal incident which will be detrimental to humanity.
The time for being selfish is over. We are now at a point in human existence whereby we cannot live as we currently do and not expect something bad to happen. In life you have a series of slow burning problems, with much bigger problems like war, famine, disease and extinction of species just to name a few. There are international organisations out there doing the work to help and save the planet and the people on it.
Some of the biggest issues are these: malnutrition and hunger (795m people not receiving the correct amount), aids (epidemic, 2016 1 million died from it), malaria, air pollution, lack of human rights, lack of education, gender inequality, conflict and war, displacement and global poverty (1 billion children live in poverty).
Organisations trying to improve and eradicate these issues include: Oxfam, doctors without borders, food and agriculture organisation of the United Nations, human rights watch, Bill and Melinda gates foundation, red cross, save the children, the Borgen project, the world bank, United Nations development programme, United Nations children’s fund (UNICEF), world food programme, world health organisation, world wide fund for nature (WWF).
What could you do to improve things? I would suggest research and education to schools, colleges and universities worldwide so that people are fully aware of the issues. I am not talking about telling them and then not doing anything. I am talking radical shifts, offering programmes to young people who want to go over to the disadvantaged, and suffering countries and help. Allow them the opportunity to go, fund the programmes well. It might incentivise the human race to become more compassionate. You can offer similar things in developed countries, programmes where people can help the homeless, the poor, the sick etc. Sure they could go work for a charity, but the majority don’t have hands on roles, they don’t work directly with the issues.
It results in a distanced vision of what the issues are, without really seeing them for themselves. The problems start with people not caring, because if they did the world would be a better place. The problem is also the mindset that things can’t change. If they couldn’t change then the organisations out there doing the work wouldn’t bother. We’ve all seen the adverts which proclaim to be helping, but when we see the results in person, it makes it so much more effective. It sparks ‘the inner good’ within the human heart, the compassionate desire to aid other beings. If the world is in pain, which means humans are in pain too, then we need to start being better people.
To be born from the womb of the mother who has not developed a bond to love with the child who sits in the darkened room alone and counting the days blend to night or call on the God to answer his call a solemn melancholy denial of the hurt and lackluster suffering that broke his soul to reach into the pit... where he could reveal the brilliant beauty the face of an angel sent from aether "hold my hand tight" and let me be loved now where the swan graces the shimmer of lake feather dropped onto the brimstone water secret boundary, eternal longing
Freedom of expression: can mean you don’t like what you hear. Magical thinking cannot take away disease or pain. Dash of reality for the crazies out there.
I want to talk about an extremely important and overlooked aspect of society which has become so prevalent and rampant that it has led to mass delusion. It has shifted thousands, millions of people into states of mind of being willfully ‘dumb.’ Now you might not like some of the content I post, and I can guarantee some of you might not like this post. I am going to explain what ‘magical thinking’ is, and why it is dangerous. If you think you may be offended don’t read on. I will even be going at my own belief in God here, so I am not exempt from this.
So, magical thinking. We are all taught basic things from school, some go on to further education and other gain professions which require a lot of brain power, like doctors. I want to start by referencing the above quote at the top, which I wrote. ‘Magical thinking cannot take away disease or pain.’ I think you will find every reputable doctor in the country would agree with that. No matter what you believe, you will not cure end stage organ failure, you will not cure cancer which has spread through your body, you will not cure dementia or migraines or any other physical illness through the power of belief. Nor will the use of special herbs or magic help. Magical thinking is to detract in its entirety from the reality. The reality is, the disease is killing you, and you need to get treatment. I am not referring to physical illness in that last sentence, but the act or being of magical thinking. Sure, supplementing is great and exercise is great. Many things have evidence and studies behind them.
Magical thinking is to have a need to believe that one’s hopes and desires can have an effect on how the world turns. The belief in ghosts, signs, patterns, that can be found. Unfounded connections, synchronicities. Thinking it is significant, which is what people then connect to real-life events. Because children are taught essentially (excuse this) bullshit fantasy make-belief from a young age, at which stage they absorb like sponges, with creations like Santa, the easter bunny, heaven, happy ever after. Other tools in the bucket of magical thinking include the idea that a child can be safe if they leave a light on, or have toys with them. The children are fantasy machines, and we should not be teaching them bullshit. They eventually learn it was all lies, yet they then have kids, and tell them the same bullshit. Why? As if a monster is under their bed. As if the light will stop someone breaking in an murdering the entire family. The only upside is that fantasy or magic can boost creativity in children.
Some typical signs are belief in the supernatural. Why would a house be haunted? Objects, people, place? In Middle Eastern countries people hang the blue eye to ward off curses. It is a popular object and I saw many when I travelled there. What about the people crossing their fingers for luck? I want to rationalise with them, really, but they are beyond help if they think that walking under a ladder is bad luck. Coincidences can reinforce this dangerous thing, like thinking you are looking for a friend, only for them to call you or turn up. Such beliefs can also cause the placebo effect, meaning that someone can believe something even when it is not real, like the well-known sugar pill experiment. We can go deeper into the mind of the delusional being, wearing a lucky pair of socks, touching an object for luck, being extra cautious because it is bad luck to rush…
Now the hard part about religion and God. I have that belief so this is hard for me too. But religion is full of magical thinking. Spirits, ghosts, angels, demons, rituals, hidden knowledge, enlightenment (bullshit), souls. Praying to a higher power for a job when you could go and apply for one. Thanking God because you won an award, sorry, did you thank something else for your hard work which was rewarded? Come on. I don’t see these people thanking their neighbours.
The second biggest magical thinking sector has to be new age beliefs, the belief in the occult, the belief in healing energy and stones, meditation to stop pain an cure illness, feng shui, singing to achieve happiness, the belief that money will come to you if you just ask for it, the belief that mantras and new age bullshit like pagan practices will somehow get you a better life. Although it is nice to think all of this, it is magical thinking. Just like the new age belief that you create the world, and can change it through thought. The belief that somehow the trauma you suffered and the abuse is part of a plan to make you stronger and you brought that on yourself. Listen, carefully. You did not bring anything bad on yourself, that was the evil people doing it to you. You do not change your life by simply thinking it, you have to actually do it.
I hope you can all understand this is a hard post to write, because it is so prevalent that if you try to challenge it, people become defensive and scared, When you accept this form of thinking as being counter-productive, you will probably see a change for the better.
I would wish you a wonderful day, but I don’t need to, you are already having a wonderful day!
The hidden moments dwell in your head like the damp socks lay on your bed until morning the heat pain vanishes
Now we were not always like a ring fitting so comfortably on anothers finger or a sun shining through clouds on a mild spring day there were echoes of your pain inflicted onto me my intentions pure and like honey you stole my honey and you drained my will just so you could take a big paper payment 'bill' money always meant more to you and I was feeling because what I felt was real, even if you didn't seeing that you are a deliberate choke imagining that you had the killing joke but my heart had to overcome your deceit know this you sugar coated thorn bush even with the threat of death, I would not have succumbed to this even with God not answering my calls, I would not have ever fallen you know the damage and you left it unfinished apologies that flew like pigs a hand that I knew, hid in the mist I'm not crying, I have sand in my eyes.
Please consider reading ‘Your Eyes’ published in 2020.
If by Rudyard Kipling (really inspirational)
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
The body is made from flesh and blood and bone but my mind is a precious moment feels everything and everyone so when you call my name from the mountain tops and I see your smile which makes my stomach drop you have thought and love on your lips soothing to the ears metal that smacks the rocks a word or a fleeting threat destruction inner turmoil yet, you don't consider how they feel
You have conscious thought and choosing that for negativity or to hurt others is not kind. To choose to say something with the intention of causing distress, to bully, to intimidate or to demean, shouldn’t be encouraged. Even comments you consider to be fairly ‘okay’ can cause others upset. A lot of people don’t express that hurt and they just move on. But think about that. It isn’t a control mechanism, it is respect for others which most people learn through childhood. I don’t think there is a place for deliberate hurt in this world or the next. Community doesn’t rely on one person. So, when one person is the negative source of hurt, cut them off. It can be painful, but better separated from the cause than be a part of it through blind acceptance.
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I’ve gained followers, and I’ve lost followers, which can be disheartening. It makes me wonder if I did something wrong, or if I over did my posting. I don’t intend to bombard you, rather, to post a sufficient amount of content that I like to post and which I enjoy making, and which can be reached by enough people to potentially create a bigger following. So, losing followers although sad is understandable, if the values are not in alignment anymore. What I mean by that is the people unfollowing are not feeling the site energy anymore or perhaps are fed up and not interested. I always appreciate on-going support and want you to know that. I am grateful for the audience on WordPress. Some of you have been liking, commenting and more for many years. I just hope that I have an audience in the future.
I do get disheartened when I see other blogs with thousands of followers, who probably got that in a lot less time than I even got to 500. I have tried to post consistent content for a few years now, but somehow my post counter doesn’t even seem to be close to what it should be. There are occasional glitches in WordPress sites, such as some appearing ‘unsafe’ or ‘virus ridden’ even though they are not. I suspect the content on the sites are a factor, and have been classified as dangerous because of that. I have struggled to access certain blogs from time to time because of this issue.
But it brings me happiness to see long-term bloggers who are still contributing and putting effort into their amazing blogs. I love to read them and explore new sites and topics. It always amazes me how little they expect in return. I won’t name anybody but I am so happy to be following a few blogs which have been motivational and inspirational for many years that I have been reading. You may know who you are!
POEM called Don’t Be Afraid. It is about the uncertainty and doubt that can create issues in our lives. Ultimately, having the courage to move forward, to triumph over the unknown. My other post Into The Tunnels is also about that bravery, in different circumstances
I was a child who was afraid to look under the bed once there were men who used to say the most harsh things to women life was a bubble that we all wanted to burst everyone had to quench the fear of their thirst or their last breath that they gave as the doors were crushed halo of gold dust that fluttered beside me seeing the way and creating no barrier a sea that is devoid of anger replaced with content
Reckoning It is the time for life, for love and for freedom hearing you call my name across the still of the lake watching the eagle fly or the head of the snake devoured Breaker My arms are holding onto the ledge my eyes are deflecting the pain and the beast praying to God, 'how can this be?' my lonely existential anguish breaker of the ravishing illusions Isolation Cannot think, cannot heal all I want, is to feel love that you should have given I would not ask for more instead isolated wondering what more can be taken Reflection In the mirrors you are no longer a smiling face no longer content to live in pain acceptance of the truth one escape or way out ... and where were all you living beings ... and the sunlight on my darkest nights oh, 'just too busy, living for eternity' What Happened Next I am the wall that divides heaven and earth the soul who's million year adventure was built, verse by verse alone and content, seeing evil beings, repent I smile again, you see me strong so many people, have now long gone what happened next I was the best, you were the rest undying and no longer simplifying my strength is a rock the silent ticking, of the universal clock.
Have I been born into a world of rivers of blood the sea that crashes against the waves a long lost sought fraught ticking clock that rests near your side how painful has it been to continue to look inside amidst the passing of nature the growth and the rise of spring dwindling of winters pale gusts locked away in your safe box waiting for the sound that the bells shall chime at midnight where lost souls gather with the flocking birds that is not what I heard