So I’ve Been extremely boyish and charming my entire life. The bulk of my curriculum is littered with oppression inherent of matriarchy. as far as my own sense of patriarchy goes. Well my entire Korean culture is testament to my awareness of male role. As an infant my birth mom had to leave. She never got it contact with me. My father has passed away the age of 50. Bless his inert continuity. He was my closest confident though we never spoke much. He used to be heavily abusive. Like really abusive of my older brohan and I.
I’m a 24 year old Korean male. I’m middle child to a pre med older pedestal and two twin sisters. My step mom who i didn’t even know was my step mom till I was really old and developed. Has been my closest member of family my entire life.
There’s this fire in me. I can’t quite place my finger on the destiny or where my home truely lies. I believe death is a place we hang our hats up at. A place embellished with divine principles and exhaustions of higher self conscientious abilities to merit omnipotent omega tiered realm manisfestations.
I’m 24 mind you and I have no formal spiritual background or any other claim on a predisposed institution. I only internalized an immense sense of belief through what u believe ritual and enactment of fate. It’s a litany of Singularity that as of the present moment is riddled and pronunciated by self evidenced serendipity. Ethereal And conclusive of reality manisfestation on a truly universal scale.
It’s a firm belief of mine to manisfest self value and awareness. through the realization and conceptualization of transmutation.
Belief is a very peculiar function. It’s a base root causation of existence. Interpreted as a binary. Completely minute and insignificant yet at the threshold for potentiating infinitesimal possibilities. It binds properties of imagination with the physical. In the predisposition of ritualized practice belief encompasses perception and illusions manisfest. Every interpretation down to the very facet of shared complacency is experienced by belief. More specifically your present awareness is all but an imaginary theme.
Belief to me, is your inner light. The guide for the behemoth of life. Interpretation of heaven in terms of responsibility amd validification. Peaceful sanctuary and pro life resolution of conflict is the call of higher conciousness. A sentient presence conductive of proficiency and proliferated unity over the ultimate conjunction and purpose in life. Self critical discipline and evaluating components keen to passion and unwavering well being. The articulation of virtue and experienced endeavor for freedom to reach one’s self consciousness and free form conclusion. No nonsense pseudo governance or parental know how-to nullifications.
I spent nearly an entire livelihood just looking around and harboring judgement at a standstill. Until I could be absolutely sure. I wanted every reason in the book to devote my purpose to. As a young buck I asked myself hey you gotta be the one who lived forever, look at where you are, who you are. I don’t think I even really conceptualized any actual mental significant presence. But the foundational suggestion. The seed of belief. I composed an entire encyclopedia contributing to mental health and the implicative fallacy of detriment. It never fails. dealing with the sense of trauma and how to implement coping mechanisms. How to be honest with yourself. how willing the claim over reality can void all reason or sense.
I’m not even going to get started on my obsessive angst riddled youth. Or my litany of monogamously transcribed and utterly decrepit of any external self dignifying factors. Depravity was like my comforter. I’ve cried my bulging self pitied eyes out at how desolate and unrequitted my love life was hopefully not for the last time. Dedication to suffering in my mind is one of the greatest forms of connectivity. I know if i felt it other sentient beings can too.
I don’t plan on being a square or identifying as a sell out or manipulated sheep. I exist in the confines of my perception and my prevalent theories are self manisfest and scrutinized. I’m a rebel to my own detriment. Most of the time I’ll gamble a loss based on the principle of procreation and the value of self identification.
It’s only until very recently I started to externalize and utulize action. My expressive conclusion of serendipitous destiny is yours to speculate and transcribe with interpretation. The base function is always the same with me. Use your ethics. Confirm your integrity and absolution of desire and Devotion. You won’t get to the heart of the matter half assed or hesitantly. Be a monolith of ultimate fabrication of eternal will power and divine principality. Envy the universe just by being. Be aware of your higher potency and potential. Don’t neglect truth. And don’t banish your sense of wisdom to worlds of anguish and proliferating regress. Embrace collective psyche and share the call of immediacy. The responsibility is individually reciprocated yet entails all existential manisfestations of sentient life, here on our planet. Right now.
I’ve always.been a depressive. Not that anxious just very very receptive to the concept and functionality of depression. Top that off with ethical standards unheard of in todays climate and my “exposure to the elements.” I’ve managed to endure my own devices. I’m not even too sure of my own distinctive perception I have over reality. The plane of relative theories and inherent philosophy demands a discipline of tender speculation. Also a form true of omnipotentiating and symbiotic neccesity indicative of fated age and experience. If you believe it is your dream. As equally and sincere parts of the whole. This ritualistic tendency we all possess. We need to take fundamental action and reproach to foundation[. Mercy be to the hidden fable of alpha conciousness]. The motherly and fatherly should fare well to cope in grace afforded by our present placement in the Web of sentient conciousness. The act of homage to universality is in the teacher. And the portrayal of consecrated identity.
Consideration is probably my biggest chance at success right now. Humorously enough I’ve been a Jerk off when it comes to societal obligations. I’ve worked herculean sized feats and physically unheard of operations for a sizable chunk of 8 years. My entire professional career. Even my childhood. It all screams exclusivity.
Anyways my gofundme is your main guide to reason. Edits and any proficient means of address are TREMENDOUSLY welcome. As I haven’t heard from anyone yet through Facebook. Not very relative. My main hope is to be found valuable and pretty relevant. Enough to host an unbiased YouTube webinar series. Dedicated and entirely open minded and pro humanity. Like a hub of cultivation and real world vindictive faculty. Completely functional and educational. Like all forms of governance serving and assisting individual freedom and growth or something. Much larger, hopefully undeniable and faithfully with much needed guidance(I know the need for guidance better than most.) Share my gofundme. collaborate me. You’re my partner in this. If you believe and are sentient. My aspiration is for you. I inspire myself and I don’t hesitate the desire not one second longer. Neither should our inaction idly stand by. We cannot afford conformity. It’s not an option to go back to desperation when desperation is all but a stagnated sinking ship. And you’re the captain!
gofundme.com/Innerlightchildress
You can find out alot more about my principles. And what my self medicating reasons are these days. And how I ended up in SLC Utah. Also about How I effectively broke the cycle of labor and unrequitted love. And my current theme and jab at coping with my concious. Expressive in my code of entirety through others. My Devotion to intent and sequentially aware consequence.
Share me to all pessimists. And their Allys. Hahahaaa
Herku 2 years, 10 months ago.
