KAREN KELLOCK: CRUELIANS vs. THE INNER JOURNEY. www.karenkellock.org

Your True Self is whole and perfect, waiting to burst forth in a glorious destiny all its own. This is your throne when free of the obstructions you've known. By far the worst is people--they want you to be a clone and that's why you're tired to the bone.

"As women we're the weaker sex--but men don't stand up for us anymore. We have to defend ourselves against people twice our size and it isn't fair. What happens is our true self becomes fuzzy, nondescript, blurred--we lose our flair. All recovery is coming home and rejecting losers/confusers/users--do you think you dare?

In the past decade it has become OK to rage at those who disagree, and rage is EVERYWHERE TODAY. Spewing vitriolic anger and hatred releases stress but such a violent release of anger is just a temporary calming device before tension builds up again. There is a conflict in psychology on the value of hatred but few psychologists recognized it as coming from sin.

Since the cruelians have pride they can't be our guide--in them you dare not confide or life goes dark (a rough ride). Just eliminate obstructions (fast, repent and separate) then cross the Great Divide. Now the scape lights up: the pain begins to subside, we transcend those who lied and we begin to glide. It's an INNER journey-- so ignore the outside.

When free of obstruction--people, habit and food--life becomes joyous, simple and clear. Gone is the free-floating fear: we get in gear and our thoughts are clear. It's nothing we steer just do what comes next and do it with cheer.

It's a Destiny Day after an era of misery: the "separation unto our highest calling event". Now you can make an amazing new dent (you've got the God-scent). Due to bad associations you were all spent (you fell into descent from all that torment) but now no more lament: Because to God you gave your consent, for you He's got a BIG present!

Never try to please Cruelians, thinking you'll be loved. For in worshipping cruelty you reward the bad while the mind becomes a haze. Ignore your fear of reprisal--you must stop this craze to make your spirit ablaze: Just to God give your praise and avoid places where the demon plays. These aren't just cliches--you must end this old phase so your destiny can raise.

The inner journey is a mansion of wonders and rooms saying "enter here--not a tear". There nothing interesting outside this sphere but in adapting to the insincere (those you should not revere) you become a haunted house and life seems empty (austere). Seeking outer entertainment delays your career or opening new frontiers .

As you escape false roles you raise your goals and skillfully navigate around obstacles (those with no souls). These are the socials who only judge through the polls, who don't have their own mind: the Nazi thought-patrols. Warning: they're everywhere (as common as moles).

Words are destructive like sticks and stones. Verbal abuse is a cyclone of nice guys with cold hearts doing damage on phones. See that nice Mrs. Jones? She's a scorpion who hates everything but clones (hear her victims' groans). She seeks to keep them unknowns (like it's them she owns). How to stop the moans: repent and separate from the hearts of stones.

You thought they cared but then saw who they really were (you got scared). Now make a choice: separate from the reality you shared, or stay put and go dense (give up the life you've prepared). For through denial the mind is impaired. You must have your own reality to get squared (only with God be you paired).

The True Self is perfect, whole and planned before your birth. If free it conquers anything on earth. What obstructs this genius gene? Other people--nosy busybodies (the good are a dearth). If you can guard this seed and just do your work in quiet devotion (for everything it's worth) you'll be filled with mirth and attain success: Be ye separate then prepare for rebirth.

When first we separate the inner realm seems murky and dark, but don't panic and return to angry bullies (in fear of their bark). It helps to realize you've been attracted to sharks--then see your new adventure as a lark and stay here (just park when it seems stark) . Soon you'll feel a spark starting the inner journey: Embark--make your mark!

Even separation can be a scare as inner voices, past conflicts, old templates and mean "introjects" (people we swallowed whole) rise to the air . Purity and clarity won't happen overnight--we must work things through to stay in the light. Be a knight: continue to fight--God's doing a work before giving you flight (into your rich destiny in full height). Look forward to the bright by just sitting tight while enduring this blight. Once it's done, success is yours tonight.

Psychosis is inner voices from past introjects: though alone people-pain remains (even after death its a constant rain). Fasting in solitude ends this drain: when past ghosts can't pull your chain you'll be sane. When the past is slain, bring out the champagne: on your identity there's no more stain.

Before success (recognition of your genius trait) there's a Divine Wait: If you don't take the bait it's with God you'll have a date. Trust this higher fate and over all obstacles you'll skate. With each day a clean slate you'll unfold to first-rate by staying straight. Forsaking the bad mate you'll soon become GREAT--now just learn to love not hate.

Because you're a star they drag your name through the mud. Wrongness hates rightness ( it's just bad blood). Don't succumb (to be their bud) but see them as duds and relate to God, not Elmer Fudd. Disentangle from lower, reach for the higher then prepare for blessings (a flood).

Human Systems are a mazeway of who said what to whom--boom: Bomb those lines out of your head. Group grudges develop but for this Christ was bled. Before there was cordiality masking anger underneath. Now you see who they are--the energy thief. Free, you'll float like a leaf and be glad you're alone (feel relief). They caused you grief but with God it was brief so now you're the Chief.

"God they were cruel!" They made me their mule, I felt like a fool (a dunce on a stool). But God is so cool in a five-minute school: "Here's the rule--it's a duel between society and the Kingdom of God (it's dual). You win by this tool: Loving me--that's your fuel. I'll fight your battles and you'll see them no more". Wow--what a jewel: for God's life you should drool.

Once clear you're a light which can't be hid. Your foes took their bids but once God forbids they're powerless (you're rid). Now what a light: your soul height has divine rights ( out of sight). it's the reward of the knight conquering self (overcoming the trite). Now just sit tight: whether you speak, sing or write just fast and pray to continue the fight. Less is more: be a sprite dead to the devil's bite.

Now angels are released to finish your chores. Man is a bore--don't depend on the social corps: games-names-fames are social cobwebs out the door. Just focus inside: order every drawer, clean the floors, forget all that came before, love your pets (that's unconditional love to adore), avoid all hardcore and then start to explore. Above all, society ignore for it's all based on lore. As angels and pets huddle around that's true rapport.

Isolation before elevation: To be a light for the masses you need freedom from asses. Glory with God and always return when feeling downtrod (adapting to their fake facade). The phony social made you nod (they saw you as odd) and it felt like a firing squad. You must rest and recuperate through the fast (on food, people and habit--just enjoy your ipod). Now come back whole: freshly endowed with power they can't ride roughshod as your renewed self acts as a lightening (correction) rod.

You've found the True Self and High Destiny that God Designed (a rare find). If it's with Him you're aligned you'll not care how you're maligned for you've transcended that grind--it's now with angels your entwined. Old Systems kept you down (you were confined) but now you're refined: True Royalty leading the blind.

The new life is wonderful compared to the old life which was miserable. Sunny and free not dreary and dead--your bad associates affected you like lead in the cruel things they said. But now free your works are seen as glorious instead.