Don't Invest In The Future...

[lostsonsofodin]

I was struck recently by a crushing moment when I realized that my actual impact on things in general is almost exactly the same as that of the obese christian family that now live above me. I still waste my life stuck in traffic. I still stare at the internet for hours while the warm sun is shining. I still prostitute my days away for chump change

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Invest In The Future.

[anonymous]

The future is one of those precious little sweet things. With spirituality and growth you can never think that the obstacles are too overpowering. You start to see that it's not the Christians or the politicians or society putting on any sort of control over anything. They have no power. The real power is in the universe. Magic will speak to you. This apocalypse is nothing you should worry about. Look at nature. Walk around and look for rune shapes in the sidewalk. You'll see magic. Consult tarot cards and ask your inner guide to guide you. Look at what star rules your birthday astrologically. Think about your spirit guide. Life is magic, and I think it should be treasured, and as difficult as it can get the only way to get to magic is by being a slave to your emotions and never betraying them, and not keeping anything hidden. The dark always surfaces to the light, and the light is healing and plentiful. If you allow it. Be a child again with that enthusiasm. Be happy, you have every reason to.

Re: Invest In The Future.

[anonymous]

Sometimes I think this shitsham gets to your head and it makes you feel so helpless. Bless those nights stuck in traffic, those days where you are clocked in with barely scraping enough to get by, you cherish it all so much more. I was so negative and annoyed with everything, I didn't hate society. I just didn't like me. I didn't like me because it was so easy for everyone to get a long and feel, and it was hard for me to feel for those that I didn't want to feel for. I remember a time when things were simpler, where we were ignorant and turned a blind eye towards all the beautiful things offered our way, and we took certain roads to get where we got, and nothing is permanent in life. Everything is so temporary. One day I will die. You cannot know if you will lead a path of glory or stay checked in a hotel of shame with every other lost soul out there searching for their love and purpose. By opening my eyes and looking at everything, and not thinking I was an ugly person, or a shitty low-grade rock and roll terrorizer I saw the light