Catastrophe of biblical proportions
Who would know
The little mole bopping his head out for a peek
Another slice of cheese please
Cheese got me out of bed this morning
Coffee normally does it but cheese definitely this morning
Why is the group so obsessed with a saviour
What condition on survival has been placed on us
Through our education
That we all need constant saving
A world created by ideas
Ideas repeated until they become reality
Perception folds reality around conditioning
Conditioning protects us from seeing anything else
Protection
Protection from what
Another conditioning
We need protecting
Fear, fear is another conditioning
We need fear to be protected
Without something to fear there would be no need for protection
Even so remove the dark entity lurking underneath the bed
And if fear still remains
Well fear on its own will create what it fears through projection
Unless we know our reality as something we've known before
We fear it
Familiarity is always attached to an ideal of painlessness
But when what is familiar causes pain
And cycles repeat in order to repeat that pain
Just because it is familiar
There is definitely a problem with this picture
Focus on happy thoughts.
Fluffy white clouds on chariots of sugary cake will rescue you
Never fear, your ideal saviour has come
It is here for you
Your fantasy from fear
A need for being saved by fearing a fantasy which creates a fantasy
What a mind fuck.
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