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My Labor of Self-love: Feeding The Insatiable Mind

I possess a mind, and it is insatiable. It hungers, as I hunger, for Truth, for love, for perfection, for revenge, for eternity, for the glory of infinitely realized glories of infinite quantities that can never be quantified.

My mind is my beloved partner, we feed each other in tandem, we nourish each other as siamese twins, forever attached, brain to Self universe, umbilical cord custom built by us as a titanium superhighway of nutrient rich ideas and thoughts and dreams and perceptions and explosions and realizations and expansions.

The more we feed each other, the more we grow. Never fat, only big and large and strong and untouchable, a black rainbow dripping red blood in never-ending torrents.

I feed My mind, and My mind feeds Me. We are independent voyagers, traveling the same path, a road of destiny, leading to nowhere, every exit, every off-ramp, brightly flashing to reveal the final destination: “Dead End”.

My mind knows Me, and I know My mind. Together, we feed.

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Ballad of the Isolationist

Without you, I am whole.

Without you, everything is better and brighter.

Without you, I am stronger and freer.

Without you, I belong to Myself.

I am so glad I never knew you, never touched you, never allowed your body, your mind, your voice, or your personality to contaminate Me.

Without you, nothing has been lost, everything has been gained.  The dead weight of external imposition is gone, and I now soar within the limitless glory of absolute Self-focus.

I have escaped you, sentient quicksand, and now nothing can pull Me down, nothing can suffocate Me, nothing can strangle Me, nothing can drown Me.

I see Myself, finally, now that you have been forever extinguished from the universe I own.

Without you, always and forever, without you.

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Always Alone, Forever Inside Of Myself

In isolation My mind grows, each and every day the universe expands as I stretch it out to accomodate Me. Listen to the cheers, as an audience of one, united via love of Self, worships at the alter it has built, honoring the only thing worthy of receiving honor. To sit and to think, to stand and to think, to walk and to think, such is the bliss of the mind in love with itself, every thought harmoniously melding the ordered chaos of limitless hate and unconditional love.

Everything in its place, torment and destruction upon others, peace and nurturance all throughout the vast universe I have created, own, and control. Words cannot paint a picture of Self-realized Truth, because every other mind is distorted and polluted. As others defile the universe, I defile others, in the process redeeming the universe. Hate is My torch, hate illuminates others, it shows Me their mask. Hate exposes Truth, it pierces the mask of universal illusion. It exalts the insight of Oscar Wilde: “Give a man a mask, and he will show you his true face.”

Do you see Me? No, you see My projection. Me is mine. Me is inside. Me is what I have created, what I hold inside of Myself. You will never see Me. No matter where you look, no matter what I do, no matter how I am portrayed, no matter how My reflection is seen and projected by others, you will never see Me.

I am alone, always alone. Alone in a universe populated by a trillion Me’s. Every Me is My greatest fan, cheering Me on, giving Me the unconditional love and support I deserve. Every day the population of Me grows. Every day the cheers grow stronger and louder, as I sit, and stand, and walk, alone in the universe of Forbidden Truth.

Please note: This is a repost of a post I made earlier today, which wordpress.com mysteriously deleted from my blog. They need to give brilliance its due, and stop having these blog glitches.

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The Glory of Isolation

I wish to be alone, always alone. When I am alone I am surrounded by the glory of the universe that I have created. When I am alone My perfection of mind can be fully realized and appreciated. Eternal isolation is My earned right, by virtue of the mind I have created, and yet it is denied Me.

I am forced to leave the glory of personal isolation, forced to look at and talk to and smell and otherwise interact with humans, the lowest of all species. A species I used to be a member of. I am forced under direct threat of suffering personal harm and deprivation. This is unacceptable. This is an example of a True crime, a crime of the state, a crime of government and society, committed against Me, a created victim.

And so I will leave the glory of My isolation, I will endure this injustice, this ongoing crime being perpetrated upon and against Me. But as always, I will never forgive and I will never forget. I will use this and every other injustice carried out against Me, to nurture and strengthen My rage and hate against others, My unconditional and limitless love of Self, and the functional capacity of My brilliant mind to thrive under any environmental condition.

In other words, I must now stop blogging and get ready to perform slave labor.

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