Post by Alek Shades on Mar 26, 2020 5:53:11 GMT -5
Although its cooling touch laps at his exposed skin, it does not bring the traditional cleansing essence associated with the life giving liquid of this planet. The corrupted water which snakes through the serpentine artificial channels making up the Los Angeles river are symbolic of fallen man’s impact on this divine estuary. Alek sits with legs on the false stone beach legs outstretched to be kissed by the poisonous lips of pollution.
“I thought I could exercise increased control over that which I must assert dominance over, yet all I feel is closer to giving into the darkness of mental anarchy. I have tried to suppress my sadistic tendencies by allowing them a brief moment to express themselves. Instead of guiding me to victory they have only tempted me with surrendering my will after facing defeat compounded upon defeat. To resist this temptation is my ultimate test.”
A groan of tedium escapes him, startling his fearful subconscious.
“This has to be a test, otherwise I can’t go on. To find my will to fuse my most human self with the divine beings, I must become at peace with my hostility. I realize now this is a task I cannot complete alone. There are wisdom masters who seek to guide us on our individual path to the Godself. By their radiant presence, I can absolve myself of my interstitial sins and finally behold the path to realization.”
The sickly brown sludge continues to trickle down its unrelenting current, flowing ever closer to injecting its sinister sickness into the purity of the ocean in the Arizona bay. To be so close to the externalized manifestation of man’s ability to destroy, Alek feels a reignited will to salvage the last remnants of that which the Almighty have bestowed upon him.
“To falter is to allow the total dissolution of the Holy Mother. I shall not falter. The question is, who is there to guide me on this journey if I am not yet capable of achieving my destiny alone? I suspect there is only one man who is in tune with his Oversoul to a sufficient degree to understand that which we both may see through our Collective Vision.”
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“The angels are watching us, Jake Fog. Where there’s one, we’re bound to divide it right in two. But you and I were never one. I tried to show you the way to enlightenment, and you spat in my face. Your shortsightedness has cost both of us two losses, not to mention qualification for the Battlebowl. Because of you, we have both been squandered in the bottom of the CruiserClash division while our brethren have an opportunity to escape this cyclonic sinkhole of mediocrity.
“Despite my unequivocal victory over you in the ring, my only victory to date thanks to you, you refused to accept that my wisdom is of merit. You look down upon me, you discredit me and write me off as a raving madman. You refused to work with me and now we’ve both suffered as a result. It’s too easy for a tag team partner to blame his other half for his failures, but when I tapped you out in the center of that CruiserClash ring and watched you get pinned two weeks in a row, I feel I speak from a position of authority regarding your shortcomings.
“Despite this, I gave you chance after chance and you still failed me. Well, I should say, you’ve failed yourself. By refusing to enlighten yourself, you have been doomed to wallow in pseudo-intellectual self pity until your end of days. I shall be your reminder here that you are not alone. There are countless like you, spanning eons from the very inception of the concept of existence itself. As you spiral further down into oblivion, you shall be remembered as nothing more than another inactive node on the Christ Consciousness who failed to live up to its potential. It is entities like yourself who threaten to doom the rest of us to an eternity of shattered kaleidoscopic madness.
“To achieve lasting peace, we must all realize there has only ever been, is only, and shall ever only be One.”
“I thought I could exercise increased control over that which I must assert dominance over, yet all I feel is closer to giving into the darkness of mental anarchy. I have tried to suppress my sadistic tendencies by allowing them a brief moment to express themselves. Instead of guiding me to victory they have only tempted me with surrendering my will after facing defeat compounded upon defeat. To resist this temptation is my ultimate test.”
A groan of tedium escapes him, startling his fearful subconscious.
“This has to be a test, otherwise I can’t go on. To find my will to fuse my most human self with the divine beings, I must become at peace with my hostility. I realize now this is a task I cannot complete alone. There are wisdom masters who seek to guide us on our individual path to the Godself. By their radiant presence, I can absolve myself of my interstitial sins and finally behold the path to realization.”
The sickly brown sludge continues to trickle down its unrelenting current, flowing ever closer to injecting its sinister sickness into the purity of the ocean in the Arizona bay. To be so close to the externalized manifestation of man’s ability to destroy, Alek feels a reignited will to salvage the last remnants of that which the Almighty have bestowed upon him.
“To falter is to allow the total dissolution of the Holy Mother. I shall not falter. The question is, who is there to guide me on this journey if I am not yet capable of achieving my destiny alone? I suspect there is only one man who is in tune with his Oversoul to a sufficient degree to understand that which we both may see through our Collective Vision.”
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“The angels are watching us, Jake Fog. Where there’s one, we’re bound to divide it right in two. But you and I were never one. I tried to show you the way to enlightenment, and you spat in my face. Your shortsightedness has cost both of us two losses, not to mention qualification for the Battlebowl. Because of you, we have both been squandered in the bottom of the CruiserClash division while our brethren have an opportunity to escape this cyclonic sinkhole of mediocrity.
“Despite my unequivocal victory over you in the ring, my only victory to date thanks to you, you refused to accept that my wisdom is of merit. You look down upon me, you discredit me and write me off as a raving madman. You refused to work with me and now we’ve both suffered as a result. It’s too easy for a tag team partner to blame his other half for his failures, but when I tapped you out in the center of that CruiserClash ring and watched you get pinned two weeks in a row, I feel I speak from a position of authority regarding your shortcomings.
“Despite this, I gave you chance after chance and you still failed me. Well, I should say, you’ve failed yourself. By refusing to enlighten yourself, you have been doomed to wallow in pseudo-intellectual self pity until your end of days. I shall be your reminder here that you are not alone. There are countless like you, spanning eons from the very inception of the concept of existence itself. As you spiral further down into oblivion, you shall be remembered as nothing more than another inactive node on the Christ Consciousness who failed to live up to its potential. It is entities like yourself who threaten to doom the rest of us to an eternity of shattered kaleidoscopic madness.
“To achieve lasting peace, we must all realize there has only ever been, is only, and shall ever only be One.”