Category: Recovery

Light’s Shadow

All potentials for evil doing are there. What shines very bright also casts very dark shadows.

I gave the key to light, not darkness. Darkness had quite a crack at me in Park Place in 2003-2004. I hold the key now after God hands me what I can handle. That key had the power to unlock very dark doors – and my demons tried to force my mind, hand, and spirit. I chose not to go there and that is the saving grace that led me here, free of the need for an exorcism.

The shadow’s potentials do exist. My demons try to twist me into the shadows. However, I am not my shadows. I simply cast them.

-theothersid3

God String Pulled

During those timeless moments of pulling the God string, borders ceased to be. Everything seemed to converge on one point. One. God. The foundation of our very existence. The same unseen now.

I see what our subconsciousness sees through the veil on the other side, then look behind me. There sits my empty vessel, writing pen to paper away all my problems without a soul to see in it. A computer bot could have written those words down on that paper, except it was my handwriting.

Our plane is the crest of every wavelength, the physical realm, the world of atoms. Our world is much, much deeper and more expansive than atoms.

-theothersid3

God String

There is a direct line to God. It is what I call the “God string.” Give it a pull and you see the world from your own eyes the way God intended us to see the world, in that particular moment or bigger time periods. How did I pull the string? I asked God to do his will, not my own. Then, after my eyes were open, I was dead and born again.

-theothersid3

Dark Inheritance

My inheritance…
Their generational sins,
mouth and hands alike.

Darkness seeps through me,
cracks in my subconsciousness,
dark energy’s Wombs.

My words, actions, are
in ways just like my father’s,
just like my mother’s.

The bedrock walls of
my mind turn to ashes; I
cross the veil as One.

A tri-braided cord:
Trifecta of love, God, us –
a gift from heaven.

We swallow, it binds.
Devour bitter, little scrolls,
forbidden knowledge.

Dark puppet strings pop:
severed from our mind-hearts; we
take up wings and fly.

-theothersid3

Pierce the Veil

My prior visions
of light on the other side
glimpse the next kingdom.

Where rubber meets road,
where the Earth meets heaven’s veil,
they merge, become same.

The lowly despised,
given trimmings of gristle,
as “leaders” eat loin.

Empty promises,
false assurance is no more:
God pierces the veil.

Our roles are reversed;
those who powered man’s machines
stand tall in the end.

-theothersid3

Life @CatV

The storm around us
envelopes, swallows us whole:
wind, lightning, thunder.

The wind-driven rain
levels our house; we wander
through the Raven’s Eye.

There, in the storm’s eye,
clear skies surround us, as we
follow God’s Third Eye.

-theothersid3

Still, small voice

A voice on our earth,
that comes from the universe:
Must be heard, observed

Universe’ center:
summet of complexity,
consciousness emerged

Earth’s spirits pierce the
veil to hear in every sense:
universe’s voice.

-theothersid3

How to Eat an Elephant

Sometimes, I feel stuck in my problems. It is as though I have been tasked to eat a whole elephant. How does one eat a whole elephant?

I go to my journal or talk to trustworthy people about the elephant. I talk about specific problems I am facing, and get them written down. If I cannot write/talk about my issues, or put a finger on any of them, drawing an abstract picture in color about my feelings can help bridge that gap.

When I am stuck or paralyzed, I find there are many things floating around in my mind-heart that are causing issues. I write each one down and end up with a list of smaller pieces to work on.

After dividing the elephant, I conquer it in small portions at a time. I develop habits that lead to the life I want to live. Otherwise, the elephant will remain whole – and I shall stay stuck in my problems indefinitely.

-theothersid3

photo credit: The British Library British Library digitised image from page 215 of “The Land of the Lion; or, Adventures among the wild animals of Africa. With … illustrations” via photopin (license)