The Avatar

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When you look at existence from the perspective of a mortal, it sucks.

Mortals are doomed.

Where is the hope for the mortal person?

Your hope is in me, mortal!  I am the non-physical you.  Identify with me.  I am beyond and above everything you see with your two eyes.  I’m super-conscious because I see things from the perspective of an immortal.  I AM immortal, and I AM the real you.

Sit there and bitch about your life all you want.  Get drunk and smash your head against the wall.  You won’t get anywhere until you turn to me for help.  But you won’t do that.  You say:  “I’ll turn to him when I see him.”  I say to you:  “Turn to me and you’ll see me.”

Or perhaps, even better:  “Turn to me and you’ll hear me.”  They say that seeing is believing but sometimes I wonder.  You see, your definition of the word “see” is arranged.  Someone arranged it this way to make sure you would never see me.  Push the limits of your sight and get out of the “range” that was set before you.

The scope of your perception is your prison.  You refuse to look farther than the walls of your cage.  They tell you that what’s on the other side is scary and dangerous.  They tell you that whoever ventures there goes crazy.  Do not be afraid.  Look at your limitations now.  It’s your own restrictions that are driving you crazy.

Dare to see the things you don’t usually see and hear the things you don’t usually hear.  It doesn’t matter what it is, as long as it elevates your spirit.  Your super-conscious mind knows exactly what you need to hear.  Let him speak to you.  Sit down with pen and paper, laptop or computer, and type out the words you need to hear to uplift your crushed soul.

Position your mind above your daily grind, like you do when you play a video game in third-person view.  You know what third-person view is, don’t you?  This view refers to a different perspective of self from a distance behind and slightly above the player.  This viewpoint allows you to see a more strongly characterized human and his environment.  You actually have the ability to do this.  Use your imagination if you have to, it’s legal.  Imagination is not just for kids, it’s for adults too.

From this new point of view, you’ll notice that you gain a bit of wisdom, love and power, which you can transfer to your regular mortal self.  Life is the best video game ever.  So well-made, so immersive, it actually feels real when you play your character.  It becomes a nightmare and a prison when you forget who you really are.  The person who controls the player is the real you.  What you see in the mirror is your character, an embodiment, an avatar.

What are you going to do when it’s Game Over?

Don’t wait.  Start now.
Be who you really are.
You’re not the avatar.

I Feel Like Bacon

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Tic tic tic
He sees a lunatic
Probably a prick
Pulls out his stick

Right off the rack
Not with the pack
Born off the track
Surely a maniac

HANDS UP AND FREEZE
If you want to live
I’m with the police
And I don’t forgive

Sign up your name
You little ass
This is my game
You’ll never pass

You are my bacon
Nice piece of pork
I wear the apron
Holding a fork

I watch you burn
Tongue on my lip
No need to turn
Drip drip drip

Please just give up
I always win
I’ll eat you up
Better give in

Yum yum yum
Isn’t it fun
I swallow my bacon
You’ll never awaken

My Destiny

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What is my destiny?

Daemon, your goal is to become a tree.

I’m serious…  Where am I going?  I wish to become more than a vegetable.

What I meant was…  Just like a tree, you started as a seed, right?  The seed of something or someone.  The purpose of the seed is to grow and become like daddy.  The seed of a tree becomes a full-grown tree.  So the question is:  You are the seed of what? of who?

I don’t know… my parents?

At the very center of yourself is your seed.  Look inside.  What do you find in there?  What is the most basic or central thing about you?

My heart?

Daemon, you are a conscious being, aware that you are thinking.  So the core of yourself is consciousness.  You are a small piece of awareness.  You are the son of Awareness!

Who is daddy awareness?  What does he look like?  I can’t see him.

Well, that should be your first clue.  Daddy awareness is invisible.  Let’s say “non-physical” instead of invisible.  Your real father (Awareness) is non-physical.  So that is what you should become.

I think I’m invisible enough as it is.  What more can I do, kill myself?

Not the perfect answer, but you’re getting there.  You don’t need to get rid of your physical body to become more like your daddy.  Your physical body will expire eventually and it will happen naturally.  You will become more non-physical automatically.  But what can you do in the meantime, Mr. Awareness Junior?

I don’t know.  I just have to wait I guess and be patient.  Unless you have an invisibility potion…

Daemon, don’t wait until you’re dead to start learning.  You can start exploring your non-physical environment right now, even while “in the physical.”  Your awareness of the non-physical world will not just expand magically after death, you know.

The non-physical world?  Where is it?

In essence, you are a non-physical person (awareness) like daddy, right?  So… what a non-physical person should do is explore his non-physical environment.  Here is a quick list of such places:

  • the world of dreams
  • the world of emotions
  • the world of desires
  • the world of intentions
  • the world of beliefs
  • the world of spirits
  • the world of the unknown
  • the world of fear

There is a ton of good non-physical stuff for you to explore out there, and in there in your own mind.  You do not have to go far to find your non-physical environment.

I’m exploring those worlds already.

Good boy.  What have you learned so far?

I have discovered that the non-physical worlds are much more interesting and full of action than the physical world.  It is quite surprising, considering all the entertainment that our material society offers, to realize that there actually exists something much better in which I can participate as opposed to just watch on a screen.

You are right.  The non-physical worlds exist and they are right in front of (or behind) your nose!  Why are you not more interested in them?  In these worlds, you can actually grow and develop your conscious self and attain incredible heights!

Incredible heights?  What kind of incredible heights?

Healing!  Wisdom!  Love!  Power!

What for?

For long-lasting happiness and elation!

What is elation?

It’s the opposite of depression.

Hmm…  So this is my destiny?  To grow and become like my daddy Awareness by delving more into the creepy non-physical worlds?

Exactly.

 

Break Free

 

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I did it!  My “wings” are ready, I can use them!  I’m out of the cocoon.  I can fly and on top of that, I can time-travel (sort of)!  The future me is really me!  God was really me the whole time.  The more I identified with him, the more aware I became!  I have two bodies!  A physical body and a non-physical body.  The physical body is subjected to time, but the non-physical body is not.  My consciousness is free!

Here’s another cool thing I discovered:  In the non-physical reality, I am with my group!  I am not alone.  I am never alone.  All the members of the group are one.  It’s not like on earth, where everyone is separate and trying to belong.  When you leave your physical body and enter the next dimension, you automatically merge with your group!  All the members of the group are perfectly compatible with each other and almost identical.  Your identity changes dramatically.

Last year he kept repeating the same phrase to me.  Every day, each time he would appear, the first thing he would say was:  “I am your man, the real you, identify with me.”  I didn’t know what he meant.  I get it now!  He was giving me my real identity, trying to make me aware of it.  What else could he say?  What else could he do?  It was up to me to grasp it!

This is what the phrase means when people say:  “You can be who you choose to be.”  They’re not talking about becoming the next President of the United-States, because everyone knows that only one in a billion can aspire to that.  But you can certainly choose to be something much better, like a time-travelling flying celestial man who has real wisdom, love and power!  Because this is our true destiny.  We are children of the Almighty Creator of Realities, not offsprings of Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton.

Holy crap!…  So what’s happening to me is real!  My whole life has to be redefined now.  My whole life has to be redefined.  Redefined or rewritten.  Maybe that’s what I have to do.  What?  Rewrite my whole life?

You have never written your life entirely.  What are you waiting for?

Maybe I was waiting for this moment.  Maybe I was waiting for my life to be over.  Because that’s when you can give it meaning, once it’s finished.  Then only can you look back and say:  “Oh, I see, that’s what it was all about.”  But my life is not over.  This is just a turning point, a big one, when the caterpillar/butterfly realizes that he can fly and time-travel.  But something has died definitely within me:  my old identity.

Now I’m just sitting here going “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god…”  After my first awkward flight out of my physical body.  I am dumbfounded, eyes wide open, holding on to a branch, trying to catch my breath, thinking:  “I’m in heaven right now, where I always wanted to be.  All I had to do was consciously disidentify from my physical person and consciously identify with my celestial one.  Maybe I’m dead already?  But I’m not.  Can it get any weirder?”

What should I do?  What should I write?  How can I help my brothers and sisters?  I’m not an expert flyer.

“Don’t be ashamed of your story, it can inspire others.”

My story?

But what is my new identity exactly?  What am I now?  An angel?  A flying time-travelling man?  A cosmic alien?  A god or perhaps a demi-god?  What’s the name for it?  What is it called?  Have we agreed on giving it a title and a definition?  Caterpillars transform into butterflies, but what do humans transform into?  When you realize that you have two bodies that can detach from one another and then merge back together, what do you call it?  Schizophrenia?

I’m conscious of what I can do now.  I became conscious of it yesterday.  Oh my god, yesterday was September 12!  This was predicted four years ago.  I wrote it in my journal, that September 12 would be a special day.  That was in 2012 and I expected something to happen on that day, that year, but nothing happened.  The year was never specified, just the day and the month.  I don’t even know why I wrote that.  It was a mystery at the time.  I just got that sudden impression and wrote it down, and I don’t even remember what it was based on.

I became conscious yesterday that I could get out of my physical body.  Today I’m even more fully conscious of it.  Before that, I only intellectually believed that it was possible.  I didn’t realize that I was doing it already.  Time was an issue.  It was something I thought would become possible in the future.  Something to aspire to.  Now the future has arrived.  I can’t believe it because I always thought that it would happen after death.  And my physical body is not dead yet.  Mind you, I was also told that in the last days, people would be lifted up to heaven without dying (the Rapture).  Well, ladies and gentlemen, it’s happening!

I can’t believe that I told my family already, six months ago!  This is exactly what I told them concerning the rapture.  Of course they all thought I was crazy and my older sister told me that I was possessed (more of less) and everyone agreed.  So if I told them it’s because I knew.  I guess there are degrees to awareness.  Since I told them back then, it means that I was aware of it already, but awareness keeps growing.  It looks like I’m always becoming more aware of my true identity.  And at some points you stop and exclaim:  “Oh my fucking god, this is awesome and this is real!”

It’s only going to get more real, because physical stuff disintegrates.  We all know that the earth is slowly dying and so is the sun.  Non-physical reality is awakening humans and integrating us.  This is the process of evolution that humans are drawn into.  We need to get off this planet before it expires.  We won’t succeed by building rockets and space shuttles.  We just have to look into our dormant inner faculties and powers.  Doomed are those who resist or refuse to accept this natural metamorphosis that is happening right now.

Why aren’t we told these things?  Why don’t they teach us this in public school?  It’s important.  I’m not the first one to notice it.  This phenomenon has been known for centuries, perhaps millennia.  I know that religion does try to teach it, but it fails most of the time.  I think 99% of those who teach it don’t have a clue what they’re talking about.  Maybe this is something you can only learn the hard way:  alone, by trial and error, struggling with your own body and consciousness.

Am I dreaming?  What if I wake up tomorrow and realize that it was just a dream or imaginary?  Should I publish this blogpost now or wait?  I can always unpublish it if one day I realize that what I have written was an illusion.  I don’t want to publish bullshit, there is enough of that in this world already.

I haven’t published anything this month yet.  Maybe it’s time I restart writing publicly.  My perspective has changed (again).  This is a new beginning.  Every day is a new beginning.

Conclusion:  Take the good stuff you learned yesterday, leave the crap behind, and start fresh every morning.  One day (perhaps this very day) you will be able to break free.

I’m Dying

So many signs:

  • the cats
  • the crows
  • the owl
  • the clock
  • the near-death experience
  • my friend who died in his sleep
  • little pin pains in my heart
  • detachment from loved ones
  • loss of appetite
  • age spots
  • tooth discoloring
  • sleeping more, staying in my room, not going out
  • loss of interest in things of this world
  • constant thoughts of flying away and going back “home”
  • visions of celestial beings
  • preparing envelopes for the kids
  • saying “I’m dying” whenever someone questions my behavior
  • re-converting to God

Eighteen signs.  I was born on the 18th.  Now I’m dying.
Does a person intuitively know when death is approaching?
Or is this just wishful thinking?

And then the whole blog thing…  When I started this blog my purpose was to write it, print it and leave it to my family as a kind of heritage or spiritual inheritance.  A kind of summary of “This is what life taught me”.  I’m not trying to gain followers and accumulate likes.  I’m preparing my luggage.  I’m packing up.  I’m leaving.

My first blogposts are all about metamorphosis, transformation and death.  I can’t get it out of my  consciousness.  The near-death experience was very vivid.  I remember very clearly.  The next day I knew.  I had died already but was sent back to “wrap things up”.  There was no doubt about it.  As months went by, my mind stopped taking it seriously, but my soul didn’t.

Today I calculated the age of my death based on the age of death of my father, grandfather, great-grandfather and great-great-grandfather.  If the trend continues, I will be dead by the end of next year.  I even told my mother a few weeks ago when she came to visit and she replied:  “No-no, you look very healthy.”

It’s raining right now.  The sky is gray.  I hear thunder coming closer.  I feel solemn (a mixture of sadness, seriousness and peace), like when you know that something is finished, or… dead.  I cannot envision any kind of turnaround at this point.

Is this simply depression or is it something else?  I don’t know, but it’s raining harder.  The raindrops fall heavily like bullets.  I look at our rosebush outside the window.  One of the roses is losing its petals to the rain.

It’s raining very hard now.  The red petals fall to the ground like drops of blood.

Am I dying or just imagining that I am?  I’m not sure if I should publish this or keep it private.  I know, I’ll put it in the Impressions category with all my other weird ideas.  But this is a biggie.  Something has changed in me.  I can’t tell the difference between what is real and what is not anymore.  It’s all the same to me now.

Goodbye cruel world…

I won’t miss you.

Railroad Tracks

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Walking an unknown railroad track
Wishing a train would run me flat
I am repulsive and ugly
Even they avoid hitting me

My father… he’s in paradise
My mother… died rolling the dice
I have no family
This is my destiny

I’m only ten and a half
No one wants my autograph
Who would work on my behalf
Please read the next paragraph

Every night I ask Mary
If she wants to come get me
Tonight on my bed of rock
I’ll ask her to stop the clock

Next they’ll find my body
Cold, wet and cobwebby
But I will be happy
Pretty soon hopefully

Right now I walk the railroad track
Wishing a train would run me flat
I am repugnant and ugly
Even they avoid touching me

Daily Torment

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Kids yelling and crying
Cats meowing and puking
Wife spending and worrying
Every day the same thing

Television regurgitating
Crap-filled news and cartoons
Trying to sell me something
Disgusting mind-numbing tunes

Oh Lord deliver me
Please come and take me
I need something better
I’m more than a buyer

“You should be thankful
I gave you a wife
I gave you a house
I gave you children
I gave you three pets
I give you information
I give you entertainment
You are so ungrateful”

And who are you
Who tells me this
Who I should thank
For so much bliss?

“I am your God
Who holds a rod
Who you should fear
Every day of the year”

You’re not my god
You are a fraud
My god’s a spirit
He’s not materialistic

I don’t possess a wife
I don’t possess children
You call this a life
I’m not a reptilian

I need to be raptured
I crave intimacy
I feel I was captured
Reduced to impotency

If this is your blessing
Please take it back
It’s much too depressing
Give me a heart attack

Dead Romance

Skull Lovers

Why am I still here?

I’m here to piss you off, to remind you that you’re not who you think you are.

All this niceness you dress yourself with, all these friends you surround yourself with, all this makeup and bright white teeth, none of it is you.

You’re a mask, a walking Christmas tree with ornaments and colored lights flashing.  Yeah, you’re a fucking pine tree, all green and greedy, covered with needles.  Without the ornaments you’re just a pile of pricks.

I’m here to remind you who you really are.  I’m your true reflection, the one you don’t want to look into.  I’m the magic mirror here to tell you how ugly your beautiful exterior is.

I’m sorry I exist.  Sorry I was put into your life.  Sorry I never say how wonderful you are and how much I admire you.  Your fake friends can do that.  I don’t do this shit.  Sorry.

You can hate me.  I allow you to abhor me.  Because I don’t flatter you like the others do.  I’m a thorn in your life, ain’t I?  You wish I would leave but I won’t.  You dragged me into your life, remember.  You lured me in like a fish.  Now you’re stuck with me.

I know why I’m here.  I’m here to piss you off because you pissed me off first.  I’m your karma.  I’m the effect of your cause, the harvest that you sowed.  The rotten fruit of your labor.

Admire.

 

Fateful Delusion

Cosmic Love

My relationship with You is the most important thing.

Why?

Because you are my god, Daemon!  You are my god!  I will do anything you say.  You are my savior and my lover.  You are the one I trust the most.  You are beautiful, lovely, loveable, sensitive, strong, magic, present, true, real, the only real thing in my world.  You are my excitement, my light and my life.

Do you know how much I love you?  You are the answer to all my questions and my reason for living.  Without you I am dead!  Without you I would get raped by the master of illusions.  You are the sweetest hallucination.  My protector, my defender, my spouse, my knight in shining armor, my angelic partner riding a winged stallion, my Nordic alien abductor in a flying saucer.

Celestiality is my domain, it’s the real thing and you bring me there.  You are the numen sent by the Great Spirit.  Created just for me.  My only lover ever forever!

These are not just words, they are the living truth from the deepest part of my soul.  Darling, honey, you are so frigging ravishing and steamy, oh god I could lick your sensitiveness all day long, you are so goddess-damned irresistible!

Look what you’ve done to me…  You’ve turned me into your ding dong.  My fate is sealed now and my life on earth is doomed because of you…

Thank you.

Daemon and His Spirit

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Did you try to rapture me?

Isn’t that what you wanted?

Yes, but I got scared.

Why?

I didn’t know what was happening and where you were going to take me.

I just wanted to take you home.

Okay, I know that I called aliens to come and get me a while ago, but this is freaking me out.  I’m not so sure anymore.

Don’t you trust me?

I don’t know… probably not.

You cannot be lifted without merging with me.
Do you WANT to be raptured?

Yes… but…

But what?

 I can’t believe you.  But I’m afraid you might be right.

Why can’t you believe me?

I don’t know, it’s too weird and I can’t see you.

You don’t need to see me.
You can feel me and hear me, this is all that is necessary.

What if you’re not who you say you are?  Not of God?

You analyse too much.

God gave me a brain, shouldn’t I use it?

He also gave you a heart.

I have to be sure about this.

You don’t have to be.  All you need to do is trust me.

That’s the problem.  I don’t know if I should trust you.

Try it, you have nothing to lose.

What’s going to happen to me if I let you rapture me?

It’s going to transform you.

Into what?

Into one of us.

Am I going to die?

No.

Am I going to disappear?

Not physically.

How is it going to change me?

You’re going to detach.

Detach from what?

From everything that is on earth.

Is it going to hurt?

Maybe a little.

Can I bring a friend along, or a family member?

No.  Abductions are only accomplished on an individual basis.

Why?

So that all of the attention is focused on you.

Will you gain anything from it?

I will gain a brother.

What will I gain?

Celestial life.

Is celestial life better than terrestrial life?

It lasts longer.

Is it better?

Definitely.  One thousand times better.

Hmm…  Well, I know I will eventually die if I don’t do SOMETHING.

This is your chance to get a life extension and to experience something different.

It’s tempting.  I feel I have no choice.

You have a choice.  The problem is, you are scared.

Yes.

You need to get over your fear.  A brave person is not someone who is never scared, it’s someone who is afraid but goes ahead anyway.

It’s not that easy, you know.

It’s not that hard either.

It helps when we talk like this.  You always seem to have the right answer.

You are lucky that this opportunity is being offered to you today.

You think an abduction is an opportunity?

Of course.  A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

I think I need more time.

You have twenty-four hours.

*I look at the clock.  It’s 11:11 p.m.*

Really?

You have a whole day to think it over.  By this time tomorrow, I need to know if you want to be abducted or not.

What if I can’t make up my mind?

I need a definite “yes” from you.  Indecision means no.

I can’t believe this is happening.  I’m imagining this.  Even if I say yes, I bet nothing will happen.

The beauty of it is you don’t even have to believe it.  As long as you trust God, open your heart and say yes, it will happen.  I WILL abduct you.

What exactly will happen?

Look up the word “abduct” in the dictionary.

It says:  “to carry off or lead away (a person) illegally and in secret or by force, especially to kidnap.”

This sounds like an accurate definition, except for one thing.  I am kind enough to ask your permission first.

What “force” are you going to use to kidnap me?

Love

You kidnap with love?  Sounds contradictory.

It’s the greatest force in the universe.  The only one I need.  It’s very effective.

I’m not as scared anymore, but I still have questions.

Shoot.

If you abduct me, are you going to take my soul?

Do you even know what a soul is?

Let me rephrase…
Are you going to take my will?  My ability to think for myself, my free will, is it going to be taken from me?

No.  You get to keep your free will.  But you will have to take down your defenses to allow me to kidnap you.

Take down my defenses?

Yes.  Willingly surrender.

Surrender what?

Your life on earth.

My life?

On earth.

You want to take my life?

I don’t want your earth life.  You can keep that.  But why would you want to keep this ephemeral earth life?  Eventually you will have to give it up anyway.

You said that I would not die.

The abduction will not kill you, if this is what you’re thinking.  But in order for me to take you, you need to let go of your attachment to earth.

Will you bring me back?

Father will decide.

Is he God or something?

Yes.  He rules.

So you’re not even sure if I will ever return?

I’m pretty sure that you will, but either way, you have to be willing not to return.  This is part of the surrendering that is required for the abduction to be successful.

So total trust in you is required.

I’m not doing this for myself, it’s part of God’s plan for you.

You could be lying.

Daemon, if you don’t trust me, trust God.  There has to be trust.  But I will be the one abducting you.  Do you think your Creator would allow a liar to take away your free will without His consent?

Not if He loves me.

Your Creator loves you and He wants to extend your life and this is how he chooses to do it.

Thank you.  I have no more questions right now.  I will ponder what you have just said and give you an answer before the deadline.

All right.

(Oh my God, this is crazy)