The problem goes beyond, it seems my identity comes from others.
I feel as though I’m stuck in red ray energy with one scary way out.
It seems that my only logic is to leave the material world behind and become one with earth and its inhabitants.
I probably would function as a mirror and only green ray energy would take me in which would help my gut bacteria.
I’m assuming this was a preincarnated choice that I choose not to accept. The time is now, yet I feel as though I have no balls. Is my only way around this pretending that I can become a female scientist?
Time after time again I feel as though I’m back stuck again, as I dive into my consciousness with marijuana, it opens a gate to intelligent energy which give me great knowledge.
Is my body broken due to me looking too far in or is it a sign that I need something drastic to save myself.
Is the best thing to do to follow my heart? Or the fact that I can’t feel my heart is reason I should rest.
I find most of my work to be subconscious and have no way of identifying myself without the material world.
Am I stuck on a different plane of existence? Will I ever know?
Am I fighting a mad scientist gene that needs to be female?
Or am I just trying to trick myself so I won’t feel the pain of my family as I go?
I feel as though I’m stuck in red ray energy with one scary way out.
It seems that my only logic is to leave the material world behind and become one with earth and its inhabitants.
I probably would function as a mirror and only green ray energy would take me in which would help my gut bacteria.
I’m assuming this was a preincarnated choice that I choose not to accept. The time is now, yet I feel as though I have no balls. Is my only way around this pretending that I can become a female scientist?
Time after time again I feel as though I’m back stuck again, as I dive into my consciousness with marijuana, it opens a gate to intelligent energy which give me great knowledge.
Is my body broken due to me looking too far in or is it a sign that I need something drastic to save myself.
Is the best thing to do to follow my heart? Or the fact that I can’t feel my heart is reason I should rest.
I find most of my work to be subconscious and have no way of identifying myself without the material world.
Am I stuck on a different plane of existence? Will I ever know?
Am I fighting a mad scientist gene that needs to be female?
Or am I just trying to trick myself so I won’t feel the pain of my family as I go?