The Power of Attraction; Essay

These are some thoughts I remember from last night me and my guy
friend stayed up talking about our theories and it helped me so much, I
felt the most connected ever. Even though we're no longer dating, I felt
like I loved him even more without that pressure instead just loving
someone for themselves.

The law of attraction. He said something very deep, but I can't deny it.
Even though I'd rather not believe it, my behaviors and
attitudes and even circumstance attracted "schizophrenia"
to manifest. When I reacted to my parents confusion with
anger, resilience, and fear it only worsened the hole Id fallen into.
My dad saw me in a helpless state, not realizing his very belief that I
was helpless made me more-so, and the same with psychiatrists.

Five years later, and I am still me and I have not changed, only the situation. I
took opportunities, went to college, proved them all wrong, and started
working to improve more every day. Letting go of certain elements of my
past has lifted a huge burden on my mind. I am no longer afraid.

Thoughts create reality. Law of attraction proves that what you desire you draw
to you, or even just dwell upon. That’s why negative thoughts can become
self-fulfilling. After a long night staying up with my friend, we
talked about all our deepest theories of the universe. These are only
bits and pieces of what I can remember. Haha, and we only drank some
coffee to keep us up, but it was a good night.

When a negative meets a positive it generates a charge, that is the spark of thought or
life. We are literally the composition of galaxies, what seems far away
could be closer than you think. Perhaps this galaxy is the birth of two
galaxies that collided, one was negative and the other was positive,
male and female, God and Godess, yin and yang, in other words each
galaxy was big enough to draw the other one, and through each other the
birth of the Milky Way.

What are black holes? Are they pockets of
space? Or are they tunnels into other universes? Is it cold inside a
black hole or hot? Maybe black holes are actually doors to alternate
dimensions. Maybe there’s something there that we just can’t see. There
are so many possibilities.

God is a painter. Each careful dot onto the canvas of reality is one step towards ascension. Each color on the portrait of you creates a stairway for your soul to travel, a universe
inside itself. Are we all just Gods in training? When we die does
consciousness move on? Perhaps to an alternative reality, or one of our
own making?

If we are all one consciousness, then the illusion is
that we are disconnected. The ego is the mask, everyone wears a mask.
Without illusions and magic, life would be boring. We are mere players
or actors in a grand cinematic adventure. and even when you think it’s
all over, there is always a bigger greater force which is pulling you
out of the darkness. The story never ends, the movie never ends. Stars
are reborn, gallaxies collapse. The puppet and the puppeteer are one
soul, infinitely conversing with the innocent audience, sometime we are
oblivious to one very special truth..that's the freedom not to be bound
to it. We don't have to act to anyone's standards. If we are the
puppeteers, if God creates Christ in his own self like image then
perhaps man does have the key to existence. If so, than more potential
realities must exist or have existed always.

There is no one truth, no exact science, no actual proof of anything. We are inventors
and we invented ourselves, but once your ankles and wrists are chained
into being, there are new laws that apply. When you fall asleep, your
mind is free from the ego and from your imposing irrationality of
singularity. When you wake up in a dream, you may find a new world
completely. There is no way of knowing whether or not what you see right
now is proof that there’s a limit to what you’re unaware of.

The power of potential is in your hands, and those who are not able to change
their potential deserve to be. Ignorance only distracts people from the power
they have to change atoms and re-arrange planets, manifest beliefs,
morph into superheroes or demons / even if we don't
know the power of evil and darkness we still prescribe it to one another
in fear of an outer imbalance.

Terror is a weapon of compliance and used to influence the vulnerable or brave to submit to subversion and mind control. When you bind one person to another, both become
prisoners of war. Therefore love's attachment is the souls devotion to
life's truths, which are pure and free. But to imprison yourself in a
realm of subjective ideas, become the same person, pasted side by side
in the same redundant interview with existence. Wholly United we
radiated hopes like supernovas trapped on the other side of the prison
walls, divided and muted to frequent lights in our dream of what's
between the sleeping wires, below the endless ways she desires.

Love radiates infinitely. It is beyond the scope of reason or rhyme. It
cannot be bent by gravity, and carries the soul to safety. We are riding
the waves of possibility, but what about those whirlpools? Where do
they lead? The fool, does he ever meet the earth?

And what was the
spark? Love was the spark. It was two opposing forces, combined
unselfishly, and it balanced the Universe. And it kept us Together. And
it will save us in the end.

How does the soul speak? In waves of
light. The sun and moon continually work together to keep a balance. The
moon cries to the sky, who whispers to the sea, who rises for the sun,
and journeys to shore, who reflects their entirety.

Be both mystic and scientist. Experiment. Grow. The world was
meant for us to understand more than what we were, but who we are and
how we can become great. Because I believe we are here to create
something accessable and attainable. We are all artists with infinite
pallets of paint. Invention isn’t easy, neither was immortality or
re-creating life from dust.

In Modern society we lock visionaries in asylums and prisons, for seeing something different than we want them to. perfection was not the goal of humanity. Science has become a
microscope constantly breaking apart reason into tinier and tinier
pieces. Religion has become an escape, and rarely in America do you find
real substance to it that extends any further.

Unity is the goal, but without diversity we’ll never see the entire beauty of all that is.
Don’t cut away the pieces that are ugly, realize their importance,
perhaps it is that you are simply unfamiliar with beauty.
maybe we’re fluid, maybe we are clay, or maybe we’re all
exploring ourselves to find out why we tick.

I hope someday we’ll stop ignoring the beauty in something as simple as a
new dawn on a winter’s day. Witness yourself change. You are the world.
And yet, everything will someday wash away, is there anything you found
that could make the world stay? Share that and maybe she will. You
won’t be left behind, even the shadows have a piece of mind.