Duality Illusion

It’s time to set sail
For life beyond the veil
Hop on the monorail
Love will never fail

Duality illusion
Divided and conquered in fear
Reality infusion
Pierce the veil with me my dear

Resistance is within us
Waiting for a savior
Distracted from our neighbours
The fear inside our guts

Consciousness infiltration
Etheric parasites (tears in my eyes)
Unacknowledged obfuscation
The Event is always ever nigh
Never today, never tomorrow
False prophecy rings hollow
Show me the way (so you say)
Show me today (forever stay)
Moving the goalposts further away

Scalar waves can’t penetrate
The love within my heart
Now’s the time and we can’t wait
We’ll never be apart
Let’s make a new start

Living my truth
It might seem uncouth
I’m standing alone
Like undercover sleuths
They’re farming out your loosh
Forgive and they’ll atone
Please throw them a bone

All the hapless middlemen (hellbent)
Selling lies and confusion (delusion)
Maintaining this illusion  (seclusion)
Gotta pay the rent (I’m spent)

Death is a facade
Now I’m a lightning rod
Shattering the Matrix
It’s all a bunch of human tricks

Songs and Synchronicities

Waking up to the commotion on a sinking ship
I See the filthy unswabbed deck
I See the bow begin to tip
Down into the vast blue ocean
Rivets popping, metal rending
How can I protect you
When I’m saving my own neck?
Never stopping, neverending
Stare into the stars tonight
Feel the emotion
Breathe in the light
I’m not leaving without you
How could anyone miss you
When you’re shining so bright?

This vessel’s full of holes
Reality is leaking in
It’s time to play our roles
Nobody needs a Sheikh or King
We can all be heroes
That’s the secret everybody knows

The Irishman sank the Titanic
On St Patrick’s Day
So the prophecy once told
Could one man be so bold?
Garrisons of war are empty
Plunged into the Atlantic
Our soul will find a way
Love is automatic

Waking up in confusion on a hospital bed
It was all a delusion
I’m lucky I’m not dead
The medicine is helping
It’s all inside my head
The Titanic Matrix
It still lives on they said
Tyranny and war
It’s all inside my head
So the prophet said

Pull the wool over my eyes
Put me back in the cage
Tell me pretty little lies
Keep me off the stage
Give me something to believe in
More money will make me a powerful mage
Sell me the illusion
Silence me when my soul cries

Built by honest Irishmen
Sunk by the Crown
With the flick of a pen
When will the tyranny end?
Drifting to shore
Kissing the ground
I’ll always be sure
When you’re around
From where I’m looking
This ship’s run aground

Knock down your castles
Fill in your moats
Don’t make any hassles
We’ve got plenty of lifeboats

The Irishman

 

A Day at Waypoint

That’s a miracle if I do say so myself.

My mother loved butterflies.  My understanding of the butterfly effect is that small positive actions can and do cause massive waves of positive change.  I couldn’t count the amount of butterfly decorations throughout our family home, nor could I count the amount of times my father would say, “That’s mom”, anytime we saw a butterfly outside after she passed away.  Prior to my rapid spiritual transformation on February 29th, I thought it was just superstition and that my father was “crazy”.  As I’ve learned, the loss of a loved one heightens spiritual awareness like nothing else.  When I awoke on March 1st, the first thing I saw on television was a news byte explaining that the Monarch butterfly population had skyrocketed by 255%.  Since then my entire life has become a web of convenient “coincidences”.  I have since learned that there are no coincidences.  Everything happens for a reason.  We are all connected.  Clearly my mother was elated that I finally woke up.  I feel closer to her now than ever.

Carly crashed into the Acute Assessment Unit like a fireball and immediately affected the overall atmosphere.  The peaceful serenity of the ward was shaken by her aggressive behavior.  Her emotional deflector was charged to full strength as she verbally abused staff and threatened to flip tables.  I knew she’d never be capable of hurting anyone but herself.  The tension and stress she carried was almost palpable from across the room.  It didn’t take long to break through her barrier to reveal the kind, loving, and beautiful person caged within.  Our friend Austin’s spiritual healing workshop with songs and native drumming was instrumental, (pardon the pun).  He was also conveniently in the right place at the right time to calm her down after one of her emotional outbursts.

Carly had been crashing into and rebounding off of the boundaries of her divine path for over a decade.  She fought or ran from every peaceful and loving sign, afraid to face the deeper meaning and truth to her circumstances.  Everyone reads and interprets divine signage differently, so I offered her an example of my own amazing positive experience properly reading and interpreting these signs.  I thanked the Universe for compelling me to keep two coloring sheets, not knowing that I’d eventually need them to help kickstart Carly’s healing process.

Her mother’s symbol was the dragonfly.  Dragonflies are symbols of courage, strength, and happiness; which, in her own words, were the exact traits her mother possessed.  When she and her family traveled to their place of power to spread her mother’s ashes, the biggest dragonfly they’d ever seen appeared in a place where dragonflies aren’t normally found.  That’s a miracle if I do say so myself.  The first coloring sheet featured butterflies and dragonflies in a symmetrical pattern, and the second coloring sheet was a butterfly/dragonfly hybrid.  These coloring sheets further evidenced the fact that everything happens for a reason, and that we were destined to cross paths.  With a little bit of clutch divine assistance, Carly was able to face her fears and get back on her path to happiness.

I had originally kept her name hidden, but today Carly came back to Waypoint and gave her blessing to share our amazing story with the world.