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Sep 2020
Over the course of the past 6 months, which I have mostly spent in solitude of the soul and mind, I have begun to form many new perceptions and philosophies that have all become the substance of this great view and grander soul with which I not only see life, but venture through it.

One new way in which I see life in is that when I look at people, I look far deeper than the mere flesh and bone, I dislike just looking at the faces now; faces, like masks, are for nothing but trickery, especially for those who know this and so use it to take advantage of others.
I also highly disapprove of those who do only look at the face, they decide whether someone is good or bad, worthy or unworthy, smart or stupid, based on the complexions of their face; the acne on their cheeks or the scar on their brow.
I see people no longer as people but as souls... Yes, you are a soul, a much grander being and your body is simply the machine with which you experience life, a machine that allows you to experience yourself.  

Sadly, some people have not found out this truth for they are far too lost being the body rather than the soul, they are the ones who have paid no attention to their superconscious, for them the body is all there is and so they give way to excessive *** or ****** pleasure, to drowning themselves in alcohol, to ruining their body with cigarettes and resorting to drugs to fill the void which is left when you pay no attention to your soul. Interesting will be the day when these same people cannot get these pleasures, their moods will be as grey as the autumn skies and their tones bitter and wrathful. If there is still some of that soul left in them then they will cope with living without these things and get used to a new, better, life, free of such chains. If they cannot cope then they will either find or do something worse to make up for it or they will stop at nothing to get that drug, that alcohol, or the feeling of ****** pleasure, some may even commit suicide.  



Now, to expand a little more on the body being a machine to allow you to live and experience yourself; I say this because the body is, in fact, a biological machine run by the greatest, fastest and strongest computer known to us: the brain. I call the body a machine for it, just like any other machine, needs fuel – warmth, food and water, and oxygen. I call the mind a computer for many reason, an easy one to explain would be that it, like any other computer, works with electricity - neurons use both electrical charges and chemicals to communicate with each other.  

This is what you use to create each and every moment, to create each emotion and experience. And it is through our creations which we get to know who we really are.
Shadow
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