A Letter to the Unawakened, or Do Something!

I close my eyes, and every time that I do I see a cataclysm that seems like it cannot be avoided. I see unspeakable horrors that await us around the corner, of long dead Gods returning to this sphere raging with jealousy and hatred towards the gifts of consciousness that the Divine bestowed on us. Of my comrades, friends and family lying on the floor of the charnel house that the battlefield of the End of the World becomes. To see that there are fates worse than death that awaits those who rebel against this horror that has not unfolded yet. I see all of this and more every time I close my eyes and the one and only thing that I know how do is to just fight back. You don’t have to be Awakened to understand any of this. You don’t even have to understand concepts like magick, mysticism or psychic phenomena to see that this plane of existence is getting ready to explode with a force of momentous energy that will alter the way that we conduct the day to day activities of life on this planet. You can see this change happening everyday as it sparks “normal” people to start acting in definitely socially accepted normal manners. From law abiding citizens to family driven supermoms and dads, the common human is starting to express their instinctual reactions to this dramatic change by doing things like randomly burning down their house and crashing their plane into the IRS building or going on a random shooting spree indiscriminately killing all they feel is appropriate. Their tanks are hitting full of the chaotic energy that is pooling around the world, ready to reach a critical mass and then really shatter our reality. This world is dramatically changing at breakneck speeds and we are driving straight for the wall with eyes wide open. I talk to non sensitive types all the time and they keep telling me things like, “something is happening”, or my favorite, “the energy feels off” as if it was something that was fact and not relegated to the annals of witches and warlocks. “Normal” people, or rather people who for a vast majority of their life lived as if their standard lemming-like “Sheepeople” was all that mattered, are beginning to see more than the three feet in front of them. These Sheepeople are slowly removing the blindfolds that cover their eyes and they are starting to realize that there is more to the world than their fucking lattes, minivans and bunko nights. People are starting to realize that a small little Muppet in the early 80’s was right – “Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter!” That there could be something to our lives that exists in more than the gaps in the trips to Starbucks; that we exist on the physical plane as well as a spiritual plane and that our connection to the Universe is deeper than we will ever quite understand. I think the British band Muse said it best when they said: “If you could flick a switch and open your third eye, you'd see that we should never be afraid to die” and that is a very simple yet hardcore fact. Why fear death? If we are merely the physical expression of our soul, then who care if the body gets damaged? Our bodies will fail; one day they just stop working, either from intentionally caused damage or they just give out because they don’t come with really great warranties. Our souls go on, just cruising on by waiting for the next moment to be reborn. But didn’t I start all of this with an apocryphal doom and gloom statement talking about end of days? Yes I did, but all of this is related. You see, if there is something that is chaotic and full of wraith and hate for us little people and we are beings that are physical expressions of our spiritual selves, then doesn’t behoove us to not want to let the whole thing go to pot? I mean, think about it, for the last 600,000 years (or 3,000 if you are a Christian Fundamentalist) modern human species has been running around on this planet. This is our home. It is the only one that most of us have ever known. If a burglar was to come into your home and try to steal your crap you would put up a fight. Hit that burglar with a baseball bat, call the police and have him prosecuted within an inch of his life, because you know, how dare that burglar break into your home and try to take from you….right? Then why don’t we fight for our larger home, you know the Earth? “Cause it’s not my problem” or “I’m not a dirty hippy” or whatever your narrow minded excuse is it is just a steady stream of bullshit. If you are going to be using words like “the energy of the room is off” then you are responsible to do something about it. I don’t care what it is either: volunteer to clean up the messes that we have collectively turned a blind eye towards, perform Reiki and send healing energies to the incarnation of the planet, teach and show the younger generations how not to make the same fucking mistakes that we seem to collectively keep making. Do something positive; lend your “energies” to fixing the problem that magickally inclined and non-magickally inclined folk seem to all be seeing. Don’t sit by and let this opportunity shoot pass you a Warp Speed. On a side note, if you are reading this and you have no clue to what I am speaking about, well I am sorry that you have stumbled on to my ramblings. However, you were shown this for a reason. It is for you do ascertain the reason; maybe you are supposed to make some profound change in your life. Or not, honestly I have no clue. Just don’t say this is a nonsensical rambling. Do something positive for your world, your family, your friends and yourself. Don’t just say it’s not your problem. This is all of our problems, face it….you got no where else to go!