Part VI - The Dilemma

Please understand that the messing process may be long, tedious and unappreciated. Getting to know yourself is the wish of all those who feel lost in a perception that breathes the in from the outside. Try to discover that expanding outward can only be accomplish if you believe that there is room for your own expression. Here although, within this convulsive conclusion, there is enough room for experiment and enough space for explosion. Feel free to splatter yourself on every horizon that you have yet to encounter.

Seeing yourself as you could be, is more advanced than seeing yourself as you have been, but, five times more enlightening than never having seen yourself before. You can find discarded directions left from previous tours scattered in the winds of splintered rules and formalities that whirl themselves into a frenzy. This may not matter to those of you that have come to the realisation long ago that concepts and designs are simple; it's making them work that divides personal dilemmas from an unsuspecting idealist.

Schools teach you how to contradict, while never finding the workable solution. It is there where the theorist herds thunder their disapproval on the plains of abstract reasons while seldom practising philosophies that cave into one another in order to bring a dusty haze to clarity. Be a parrot student no more as you see through your own shadows of defiance for the reason you hinge your survival on. Watch them sway back and forth like a door on a sinking ship. Learn to swim, for the sharks have been invited.

Now that you are in the water, move quickly away from the schools of banquets if you want to think for yourself. Believe that a meshing is occurring for the simple passion that can't be felt in uniformed passivity. Tell yourself that you are an individual now who does not find it difficult to move in solo patterns. Leave the dying designs alone as you feel the point of your own conclusion draw that first strong stroke on the canvas of singularity. Let your flight embrace your dignity now that it has been taken back by those who first confiscated it.

Meld together the you and yourself in an alliance that will be known as I. Speak of this new enlightenment with words that shower you with a self-definition that is not borrowed or stolen from anyone else. Take the mature step in the only true solidarity that there is. One of the person, for the person and for the life of that person. Be kind to yourself, exclude anger from your life, encourage yourself while never hindering your advancement. For in this mind, be it yours or be it mine, there are many obstacles to encounter and none that need be avoided.

Part V- The Reacquainting

Now that you have been left behind, you see yourself there ahead, calling you to join yourself in the first few naked steps beyond where you were left behind. You angle your steps ahead, in order to not appear to be frightened by the possibility of meeting that person you have been afraid to encounter. You have seen a similar photo pinned upon every mirror you have inspected; you are hard pressed with the fact that there may be a parallel in the way the both of you have existed, but happiness may be found in the fact that you have always been mistaken.

As the both of you meld together, you begin to notice that your heart beats as if there is a need for its function. There seems to be an input of energy in your struggle to acknowledge the fact that life can be lived without ever knowing who you are. Yet, here you are, together at last, yourself has waited for you to discover yourself. A new dawn peeks over the edge of the walls you have momentarily escaped from, while reminding you that there is more to do in order to accomplish the task of true acquaintance.

Your breath sounds real as you run from your own imprisonment. The wind in your face begins to feel you as if you are anew and truly excited. There is adrenalin that is forced through your petrified veins until these canals have been open as the spring time of your life has delivered the thaw of your winter coldness. Here you walk, together at last through the forests of creativity and you begin to see that the first brushstrokes have glided on the canvas of your own resolve.

The colors you use, bring joy to your eyes and pleasure to your coherence, for it tells of the story within the dream that has summoned its reality. Awake and functional the brush moves with purpose and procedure as the tale unfolds for exhibition in the gallery of found lives. Here within, this mind be it yours, be it mine, grants wishes for the deepest desirable desires. Passion is the price one pays for the opportunity to dance with themselves. Embrace your spirit as your spirit builds you a soul.

Hang your masterpiece in the skies. Watch it tilt as the star it is hung upon, spirals with a new enthusiasm for the duty it has been enlisted to perform. Point your fingers at the glory within the universe, as you finally can see the image in the grandest mirror possible. But do not become complacent with the thought that all has been accomplished. For it is only the beginning and you are only involved within the first few steps of your entitlements. Do not close your eyes or you may be sure to fall asleep once again.

Part IV - The First Steps Alone

So far the excursion has been in the company of others, but soon, that will change; for when travelling through the mind, it is always better to walk the miles alone in order to serve yourself with a better view of your own arrogance, denial, and the other masks you have grown accustomed to. Be wise enough when you are confronted with those parts of yourself that chew upon your core and simply remember there is still time to change the eccentric parts of your shell.

Now, can you all stand and please be still as this ice cube tray is unfastened in order to release you into that particular haze that defines who you believe you are, while being hesitant of the facts. Open your soul and sigh deeply as you are dissected from the herd. Please, do not be afraid of being on your own. The experience of being occupied by your own thoughts and concerns may bring that crystal clarity to your eyes if you are willing to fully open the both of them.

Here we go, allow excitement to be your companion. Enjoy the journey into self. I am sorry to inform you that your vision of god will no longer obscure the reflection you will see within the mirrors that await you. Love thyself or perish; there is no other alternative. The labels you have been fitted with have been torn from your beliefs now that you will have to contend with the person you are and the person you should have met long before you allowed yourself to be defined by another.

As you find yourself alone inside a chamber called acknowledgement, be careful when it comes to the images before you. Rely on reason for emotion cannot guide you on its own,as it must be understood that it has failed you many times before. Touch the walls that surround your thoughts and feel how personal vision aids your perceptions. See how you have been victimized by the restraints of those you associated with in the place of alternating realities. Can you envision yourself without the canes you use to crawl through that space called life?

For if you can, these first seances in this singular chamber of self will grant you the strength you need to stand alone without the aid of another's blindness. Feel your eyes open as they begin to focus on the vision that you have created within your own spirit. See the grandeur of your future accomplishments as you begin to believe in the only heaven that can be attained. That paradise of your own creation where the one and true god resides. Meet your god with reverence and trust. Know your god is you, for you must believe in yourself before you can believe in another's dream.

Part III - Once Encased

Now that we are fully encased, it must be understood that there is no turning back. All that can be done is to be turned around by the full spectrum and its inability to be rational on the edge of shallowness. Please look under your seats and notice that there are no life preservers, for you are responsible for your own misinterpretations if the craft we're in dives deeper than you have ever been before. There are safety precautions, however, it has been decided to keep them out of your reach in order to detonate more than a mere terrifying shock.

As you can see, the blends of colors in the textures of your own sense of reason have been altered by expectation and its annoying companion, promise. Be advised that sanity is only maintained when the subject you are encountering has a relevance to the events that brought you together. If you agree that personal perception is the only modifier of your personal salvation, then there is hope to cling to should you find that every aspect of your belief system has been dislodged from your past programmers.

Now that you have fully disengaged from all that you think is real, it will be made clear that the feeling you are experiencing is that which has before been referred to as free fall. This wingless sensation allows you to drift from where to when and how to why. Feel the wind through your hands as time rings for no one at all. Glide from fiction respectability, from truth and its dysfunctional to complacency and its compliance. Feel the air stream through your body as if you are nothing but a shepherd's pipe that summons the heard.

Watch the clouds dissipate and what is left is magic in the palm of a wizard of distortion. Look in the skies and watch as the stars sprinkle like fairy dust in the eyes of the most innocent. Sense the curtain falling on your disbelief's, taking them to the floors below your feet while you twist like a sparrow in a flight of frenzy. Feel you lungs expand with endlessness as they dissect the oxygen in the breath of boredom. Dream deeper as we are thrown beyond our selflessness into an open meadow that is known as the consciousness.

See yourself as you have always been. Naked under the rhetoric of all of those that defined you. Those voices with untiring tongues that lectured frailty into you like large hammers pounding on splintered nails that were driven into your mind in order to close it from any alternate thought, even if it was your own. Understand that the light you notice in the distance comes from your personal understanding of who you are, even if you realize that all this is occurring in the mind of a creative. But, is this my mind or is it yours?

Part II - As We Begin to Move

Upon entry, you may notice that there is a coy stillness within. Please, make sure your seatbelts are fastened and be encouraged to keep your arms at your side, for what appears will change in an instant. Keep your perceptions vivid as you instruct your fear to restrain itself. Any kind of disturbances, such as whimpers, tears or internal screams could make this experience one that will never stop your pores from filling with that moisture that slowly condenses you. Be well advised that mutation is certain for the weaker ones in the group. Please, point them out before we continue.

As we start our descent through the crust, know that consuming too much to begin with will alter your state so badly that return may be intolerable. Do not, under any circumstances, refuse to blink your eyes. Your mind requires minute stoppages in the stream of visual information from a source that is beyond indifference. Refrain from using devises to record the event. You will find that they are only capable of retrieving portions of your discarded sighs and your splintered heartbeats.

If you look to your left or my above, you can see a flock of rainbows congregating on the rims of reality. Notice how they peck away at the nourishment just below the surface of the misting irrelevance. I know that a few of you are thinking that rainbows are the arches of the horizons, but no, I must inform you that they are only functional when used as handles on the baskets of naive beliefs that slowly drown as we grow away from innocent hopes and their sinister confusions.

You might be able to hear the droplets fall from the ceilings. If you look, you will notice that as they leave the skies, the stars begin to wish down upon you. If you smile back at them you will notice that they will sparkle in the hope that their desires have been granted. There is no need to be concerned, they have been lying to every child since some fool invented the idea of something for nothing. But, here on this transport, you will be given exactly what you came for, entertainment and illusion, or as it has been called before, life.

Be advised that what you came with may be alerted without your parents' approval. Also be warned that it is not a crime to think for yourself, even though the punishment for such is the substance from the bowls of another’s belief in the devil and his rampant companions. Know that god in her wisdom has left this place completely intact with its furnishings, opinions, and passing mental confusions. You will feel similarities within these walls, but telling yourself that you are anything but this, could require more than fashionable denial.

Part I - Please Hurry, We are about to Start

These are the first words of what could be an expanded repertoire of endless ideas and their associated metaphors. A beginning of an end that may come too soon or far later than it should have. All is dependent on how many eyes search these phrases and sentences for coherent thought and their partnered inspiration. I could tell you I hope to deliver or I could say I will deliver, but the judge will most likely be temperaments that may rarely agree or others who can't fly by like a greedy bee over a fragrant supply of nectar.

As a writer of many bendings in ever expanding fashions, I won't disappoint you with a lack of skill or a non-defining style. You will notice that my words flow like a smooth deep stream in the grip of a tropic mist, but when you swim from the shallows you will feel a strong undertow that will drag your imagination into places that will separate it at the junction between understood perception and hollowed out reason; a fine place to enjoy the new view of who you may become if you would only let go of what you think you already are.

It must be obvious to the most literate of you that I am a possessor of an abundant amount of opinions and their alternate considerations in case I ever get confronted with a more intelligent impression. I am a slippery individual, for I adapt very quickly, as survival first must be secured before I can lay in the middle of the banquet table speaking eloquently while eating liver pate on mutton cheeks as I drink fermented wine from the berries of the languish palm on the shores of my last illusion.

I promise you wit, grace and tirades as all of us begin this journey into what some have considered the last place to be lost in; my mind, with it's many Holies, horrors, humors and harbors. Please stay close if the candle burns out, for I'm not sure where I dropped the matches when I was in here with the last tour group. Know that like those that have left indentations in the hand railings, there is always a way out unless of course you find that there's no other place that you'd rather be.

Now take that last look around you, because when you come back, what was once here will have changed into what has never been before. Growth is assured, but please don't believe you have any idea of who you were going to become. However, I will give you a small hint. The one you will become, may be very thankful that they will never again be like you are now. So, come along, the carriage is about to leave, please have your ticket in hand and your excitement at the ready.