Useless studying and memorizing is associated with meloncholy. You get joy from finding the true self within, the one God designed before your birth, a blueprint of WHO YOU ARE. If you can unpeel society, this is a STAR. It doesn't come from traveling afar or going to a bar--you don't even need a car. Just stay put... and GO WITHIN, that's the czar. All your suffering came from a soul-scar.

 As you unpeel society an inner light's revealed. If you can let "them" go, the entire past's been healed. This light's the true self, pure charisma and energy force field. Animal magnetism will make others yield (you're electric!) and IF PURE let it be your shield.

You get to a point where only intuition carries you further. You'll get more creative if light as a feather, then pure instinct gets you through stormy weather. Fast after noon, we'll enjoy this adventure together. Avoid all starch and soy, no more skin like leather.

 Make only spiritual decisions and don't look back. That's the way to live this life, in fact. Look at Tiger Woods: suddenly, everything goes black. Never let the devil in, not even a crack. Keep on trying, you'll go to a castle from a shack.

 Einstein said "A thought that sometimes makes me crazy: Am I, or are the others crazy?" Be disciplined not lazy. And if not a clone, you may be alone. That's superior--on your throne.

The creative man seems dreamy. Good! Avoid all sin (concupiscence, tendency towards the hot and steamy). Reject the cheezy, the seamy: become as pure as a child, take your superfoods creamy.

The superior man watches for miracles like a cat watches a mousehole. That's our role: viewing all of life in a bowl. Avoid clutter and details, focus on the goal. Study internet, take a stroll. Maintain your peace--no regrets, it's what the devil stole.

 Drink in His revelation, fill your cask. Now all day in His light will you bask. Pastor said if I don't go to church I must be evil--so I went and got very sick from colognes, perfumes, carpets, after-shaves. My Jesus saves, but churches can be the worst place to be (nausea in waves).

 Cosmic man does nothing. He ATTRACTS what he is. Because he has peace, he has total power. Therefore, anyone can be a success. Just purify the vessel, hold on tight--success will come as a thief in the night

 There's a cost for neglect, as deceptive voices lead him into error. Trust your gut and void all ruts. Did you marry a spiritual man or a mutt? If there's any smut you must out-shut. Distinguish truth from error, voice of flesh or Satan from God's. You just KNOW it's not God: if your spiritual ears are tuned it's... like a wound. Do you need a spiritual tune-up, are you marooned?

 Don't keep making resolutions only to go back into sin. Free yourself once and for all. Be strong and beautiful to look up to--then plan your debut, nothing bad to construe, all will accrue. Adieu!

 He that began a good work in you is more than able to bring it to its finish. Forget your foes they only diminish. Never act with low self-esteem you'll lose your sheen (need refinish)

STRENGTH IS: Modesty, then action. Knowing when to talk and when not to. Turn it on it's like spiritual dynamite. Turn it off, it's like it never was. Be lie a geyser, this is the wiser.

Tiger Woods listen up. True character is STRENGTH over unruly forces within. That's the only way to be a husband or friend. It is clarity--purity from sensual drives--which breeds excellence, not license

 Clarity unites the unconscious: as conscious and subconscious unite the exhilaration of REAL ENERGY begins! You're no longer a neurotic adult but an ageless child, e'er so mild. Clarity is a mysterious adventure, so much better than any movie feature.

 Vitality is a unique spirit. How to maintain: from the outer world even friends and family, refrain. Go inside, write it down, look out the window and end this drain. The outer is mere ball and chain. Selfhood = outa pain

 Selfhood is not selfish. Insofar as we come to self, we come to God who designed us before birth. It is an enlightened unfolding, not a remolding--suddenly, the True Self is revealed!

 Nature just does it: the egg becomes a chicken. Just wait, persevere, work on self by becoming a simple elf: Loving the elements and nature will bring you to your true stature.

 What is the cure for all this crap? A jubilant inner journey all your own: joy unspeakable like never you've known! This enlightened unfolding to the True Self, which God made, does not come from seeking Eastern methods.

 What defines genius is clearsighted audacity, deviant associations and austere simplicity. Like Einstein he must be sweet, gentle and pure.

 Cosmic beings are always the same no matter when or where they lived: pure, clear and silent. Creative, refined with clearsighted audacity, non-violent.

 Outa the cage you gain the power of UNIVERSAL ARCHETYPES. This is magnetism or charisma working subliminally, a peculiar but magnificent genetic anomaly.

 Enlightened beings have no lenses to filter out reality: no gender, race, class or age. This is the sage, outa the cage. No matter what you can STILL be the world rage.

 The stone (true self) is like Gibralter: strong, sturdy and sagacious. The resistances to this brilliance are enormous--it's all about conformists.

 The coveted Philosopher's Stone is just finding the unique, peculiar and genius TRUE SELF. We all have it in us, the magic elf. Go for the gold and put all else on the shelf

 The HEALTH to DISEASE CONTINUUM can be defined as CLARITY vs. CLUTTER. Simplify, purify, clarify: get out of the gutter and life becomes smooth as butter--like becoming a brilliant orator from a stutter.

 To true genius, culture is a constraint. It's the UNIVERSAL defining the genius and the saint. Whether you ski or paint, it's forcing the fit to others that make you faint.

 The True Self is not our earthly roots, it expands WAY beyond to get to the fruits. To open up to genius find new routes, or just open up to the moment while avoiding all disputes.

 The unique self, or ARCHETYPES are the keys. To find this life of ease we must PURIFY to the seed symbol at birth. This makes life so great you'll be thanking God on your knees.

Maturity is childhood re-discovery. Our True Genius is the unique seed symbol at birth. Since most people wipe this out with conformity, for true genius there's a dearth. True maturity is filled with mirth.

 Be a child not a neurotic adult. Unfolding to genius is unpeeling culture and getting younger. For this right-brain state of hyper-synchronicity I have a hunger, for there is nothing greater (it's the way we were designed by our Creator)

 You're just spanning time together, sharing events. But sin wrecks these moments, from millions to two cents. Each moment God presents and by staying clear (repentant) they are heavenly segments.

 Satan is trashing marriage by making things seem important when they're not and other petty irritations blown out of proportion. Stay in prayer to prevent contortion, stay in your inner life and be KIND to your spouse w/out extortion.

 If she doesn't say anything he'll bring it up himself. If she DOES say something they'll fight all night. Let it go and overlook--soon it'll ALL be right. The devil's wrecking marriage, he's turning off the light. Keep in prayer, keep to the heights!

 The most important thing in marriage is the art of LETTING THINGS GO BY. Don't react, most times it's the devil in fact. Say nothing, your spouse (a spiritual pact, a contract) will feel cracked and apologize (feeling stacked).

 As a universal reactor food is the biggest factor. As soon as I'm rescued by a food from bad reactions I become allergic and body feels hit by a tractor. But only those with MCS know how true this is, that I'm not an actor.

 The first reaction to food allergy is BODY PAIN: lower back, sideaches, earaches. gut aches etc. Take smoothies with super-herb teas and give up the milk as base, please.

 Decadence is: a life based on OUTER MEANINGS: dense social morality, manners without conscience, filling the only slot there is--these must not be your leanings.

 This is psychosis from social mal-adaptation: CHAOS MADE MUNDANE. That's the way our brains adapt: making the absurd ok, even pat. Everyone's a bore, they all fall flat.

 When Kings conform to herds they lose all dignity and make asses of themselves. I prefer silence, sweetness and nature like the elves. All social setups should be put on the shelves.

 In the human herd it's always IMAGE-MAGIC VS. TRUE POWER. I'm the woman of the hour but I'll stay silent sweet and terse, not fighting for recognition but the reverse. All else is a spiritual curse (God'll fill my purse).

The whole issue in the human herd is who's superior. Ok if he wants to see me as inferior, I know the truth and God does too, I'll always think ulterior.

 Mrs. Social Charm did me so much harm. It took me decades to mentally leave the farm and now I see ALL SOCIAL CONTACT even church with great alarm.

 I'll never forget his dense displays, how social tension would split his image. I finally learned to retreat into self, my skin and home was my line of scrimmage.

 Mental illness comes from COMPETITION AND CONFORMITY. These block the blossoming into true genius, an enormity. The need for social approval brings deformity.

 The Pharisees were hypocrites. Learn to see through this pissing contest called the herd! Compelled to compete you'll become effete. Just find your own genius, you'll never lose your seat.

 In overcrowded conditions it's all about safety-first. For sweet saintly solitude I have a thirst. When too involved with pettiness I feel I'll burst, I've been cursed.

 THE HERD: is a bunch of sly sadists and benign saints. They're no genius, so filled with social restraints. That's not the creativity God paints, but I've given up on complaints.

 Watch out for gossip-labelled-"concern". It's this kind of stuff that can burn. For the heart is blocked in the social: LEARN!

 All neurosis is social hebephrenia--mal-adapting to the herd or whatever crowd you preferred. Like hens going for recognition you "looked up to" others (even evil brothers)

 In coming up to your soul you feel like a stranger in a strange land. Since the unique is cursed the only protection against social hypnotism is seeking the True Self God created and they hated.

OMG the things we do under social hypnotism! Like forcing the fit for fame, showing off (creativity for display). But it's all a curse since from the truth the herd thinks in reverse.

 The herd is a roadmap of reality and conscience is lost through the left-brain. It's a mass hysteria without refrain, a ball and chain. Seek solitude only for gain.

 Misfits are unique. They must believe this or be up a creek. They may adapt by learning better language skills, or seeking thrills--the silly devices that kill

 The herd wants you down, delighting in seeing you as a clown. You must overcome these resistances to True Genius to be renowned.

You're supposed to be the standard one in society. The herd sees you through it's own projections and you're a fool to adapt to it.

 The herd is a microscopic social dance. It's like the flight pattern of birds who fly in unison with each other. The social world is herd conformity.

 If your man is looking around, your self-esteem and life becomes unsound, it’s a way of being bound. What you want is an humane system and most times that means nature all around, and inside. Go to the inner realm, that’s where your genius lies.

Your problem is being locked in to lies rather then joyfully multi-adapting to life, all sides. This is going from clutter to clarity, the unique seed symbol at birth, your divine peculiarities, bonafide! As you get deeper and older, you actually get younger!

 B. BLOCKED ENERGY. This is the sad part that gets us from the start. Our addiction to substance and people goes in cycles of up and down (genius to clown).

 It’s like we’re tied to a machine that keeps kicking us: people who recurrently kill us with their cruel words. It's a sick cycle, it's for the birds

 At this point we become exhausted from misjudgment and that is our neuroses. Free of these cycles, it is joy and singing. What keeps us hooked? The microscopic social dance, a mean prance.

 It’s social hypnotism or “social hebephrenia”, also known as THE HERD, where you’re not preferred. I’ll bet you never knew this occurred; but what you thought was reality was all just a delusional, negotiated social dance.

 Then there is your mal-adaptation to fear (of ostracism from the pack) and that leads to sin (a device to deal with constant persecution for true selfhood) and being a sad sack (depression you medicate with food and substances in fact).

 Now we see the cure: unpeel the culture that thinks it’s superior, and you find a giant-in-memory. That’s the inner introject that has eclipsed your uniqueness.

 That’s the man who never saw your superiority but just condescended as if you needed him and not he you. You unpeel back to your root, that’s where you’re cute. By him you were duped!

 C. CLEAR ENERGY After a little while you’ll have a psychic opening into clarity. You see it all, your wonderful rarity. You love being alone, it’s how you’ve grown.

Soon others will see it, mass attractions to you and you alone—free of that fake clone, the ass usurping your throne.

 Now you go into right-brain living: a beautiful, blissful, wise old crone, and I mean that in a superior sense, full-blown!

 You’ll be participating in all of nature, it’s cycles and seasons and not for false human reasons. For a path of the heart is superior, you finally found it came from your interior, for human motives are ulterior.

 You’ve hit bottom on self’s feeble tries to overcome the other’s lies. But God did despise all those guys. So now you see all genius is CO-creator-intelligence, the magic moment and hyper-synchronicity.

 It’s your OWN new city. Let go of the eye-roving man and the dirty liberal old bitty. Making gold is just energy transformation, so adjust your view and look ahead—‘cuz you’re witty and so pretty~

Karen Kellock

Karen Kellock Why women wanna work outa home I'll never know. Even if they don't need the money they still wanna show. Not me, I love home--it's ABOVE not below. It's solitude that's best: my friend not my foe.

Karen Kellock Sheer delight: Home is my might, like turning on a light. I DON'T like leaving home, it's like a blight. Got it off my chest: I'm not a feminist. Just looking out the window is pure paradise--but going out to all those lies, robots in disguise, whether bleak or chic the mundane world is what I despise. Home is m...agic where I walk tall, my true size. I'll just keep house and let Ray talk to the guys.delight!

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