Disconnection

Do you ever feel disconnected from the world? Like every force in the universe is steadily moving against you, forcing you in the other direction? Thats how I felt this weekend. I felt as if doing the same old shit, following the same path over and over, was leading me down the wrong path.

Even when i was around my friends, I was alone. I felt so cold, empty.

I have an urgent call from deep within to take flight, start over from scratch.

Leave my Anscestral home of Zaneis Oklahoma. Try something new.

What is this within me? It calls out. Distant dark places echo throughout this place. The Hangnail Moon is hung overhead, the stars shine.

Theres something different in the air tonight.

There's something coming swiftly, faster than we might think.

I don't know why, but I can feel it, pulsing through my body like my blood.

Everything I experience is like a piece of a puzzle, awaiting collection. Awaiting assemblance.

Where did this feeling of astral intergration come from, and why did it manifest itself within me?

Why did I pick Pinchbeck's book out of all the others, which ultimately led me here?

What does the future hold?

Fear.

Fear is inevitable. Like the dawn or the risind tide, it comes assuredly thus.

What do we have to fear?

Where is it leading us?

Why do we continue to be bound by fear of not having enough, having nothing at all?

Who are We, really? A People controlled.
What controls us? Ourselves.
How do we overcome these bonds? Evolve.

The Hawke