Posts in Thoughts

…madness is the inability to communicate your perception to others. It's as though you're in a foreign country — you see everything, understand what's happening around you, but you can't explain yourself or get help because you don't understand the language spoken there. – We've all felt that way. – We're just all a little bit crazy in one way or another.

Any weapon is powerless against evil. What’s more important is to know its roots. Why are you here, if no one feels lighter or happier because of you?

Ask for what you desire I know how it works in the Universe (Cosmos). I know the Universe is already working on my request. I know the law of attraction is already manifesting my request. All I need to do is release resistance and allow it to happen.

At the moment when we visualize our reality, we need to... simply be in the moment. That’s all. Sending love, Simoron rituals, gratitude practices, meditations, yoga... All these techniques have one essence – to bring consciousness back from the past and future into the present moment. Into the moment of life

It seems like there’s nothing strange or unfamiliar about it – we’ve all (almost all) flown on airplanes. Essentially, the sensations are familiar. And flying a plane is not difficult at all; the process is even much easier than driving a car – no road signs to follow.

You think the Universe is like a big auntie, God is a wise uncle, and Creation is a loving something. Whoever they are, they know all about each other, hear all of us (except those who think they don't exist), take applications during working hours, which is always, strictly give only upon request, and otherwise don't really care about us. However, if in our understanding they love us, then in life it seems to be true…

On one hand, I completely understand the desire of the people close to you to always see us happy and soaring. But, on the other hand, a person cannot constantly remain in a blissful state. Those who are constantly smiling are called idiots for a reason. Not an idiot will inevitably experience periods of decline and moments of weakness.

When my mom passed away, I was probably still deeply a child emotionally. Since my dad had distanced himself from giving me hugs long ago (after I was 7, he hugged me maybe 20 times in total, including verbal hugs), I immediately began to clinically long for physical affection, and very soon this lack accumulated into a self-destructive program.

As soon as the thought about the significance of self-perception in any aspect of human life finally reached me (and I can say it crawled to me, because it took so many years), I began to hear about it on every corner.

The most important thing in life is not self-expression. Self-expression is incredibly important, undeniably so—because, in essence, this is the point of existence—to express yourself, your individuality...