Woohooo, just realized that I own a Poetic License rofl
All I wish to do is finish working on my poems, but other things require my attention. Despite how mundane some things are, I still infuse them with joy, even more so with the singing and vocal training, as well as writing. Two things that I could do anywhere.
I had my first official cooking class today, a step towards one of my projects: to open a buttload series of fine dining from different cuisines. I just love themes, and entering a proper restaurant gives you a glimpse into a part, a very tiny minuscule part of another culture. Further, I’ve noticed that food is expensive and disappointing, might as well serve something that’s worth the money.
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I do understand that business and actual cooking are two different aspects, and having the technical skills is in no way correlated to a business success. But this is something for my own creative aspirations. The past few years, where I was actually exploring cooking, and invested time and money into it, buying better cutlery tools , importing legitimate ingredients from other cuisines, buying books books and whatever else; all paid off. I didn’t give myself enough credits and when people gave me compliments, I used to and still would say something along the lines of thanks but you must be hungry, or they’re being kind–not accepting the compliments, something I need to work on accepting; I am cheap on myself, not just in physical items but in compliments as well, less and less now that before, I can attest to that. Witnessing back how I felt and dealt with such situation does tell me a lot about myself. I have came a long and hard way to this point.
Anyways, this was brought up by this cooking class. I realize that when I used to say that I know this and that, and I could do this and that, I really did stand up to my word and was not lying to myself. It was a foundational class, and I did learn some basic things here and there, the most valuable thing was that I am reassured that I do know more than I gave myself credit for. All that I spend on learning was not in vain nor is it a pipe dream. Grounding is what it is. Further, I loved the environment, it was fun and I knew my way around the kitchen, it was like I was no stranger. Super comfortable around the place, moving as I please, not rigid in my feet. Also, I felt at peace, something from Love Bomb I suppose.
One thing that keeps puzzling me for a couple of weeks now. People talking (this sentence, was also being played out by Zeppling Dazed and Confused, as I was typing, which reminds me of the When the Levee breaks randomly playing in the post office that one time; when we were listening to it in the car, not minutes before, which bring back another memory and so on lol) people talking English, random words here and there when I am around; English is a third language here and very rare at it, preceded by French. It happened today a couple of times, surreal is what it is, among many other things. I have some darkly-fun theories about it, but I supposed Ill use them to fuel my novel that I keep pushing ffs. All I do so far is add snippets to my codex. Fine tuning and reshaping.
Oh, well, I could keep on wri
Alright.
Pathless Path Act 2 - Tribulations, Tabulations, Tremulations, and treble-ations.
8:33 Seconds.
On that, I felt QL2 Working today; I had to restrain my mouth so as to not appear as a knowitall and give others a chance to speak. I was also questioning why is it am I looking for when answering. A cookie from the chef? The sun will still go about its course and the class will finish, nay, the moment shall pass and die, whether I answer or not.
I push my body and mind too far and too hard, pfft, Even my heart. Sometimes I forget that I am human and I need some rest, even some loving is welcome, but I’ve grown quite callus and cautious of letting someone else as close as before. I’d say it’s a mistake, I’d say that it costed me my future, that it drain my health and my being, I would also say that it costed me my dream and sank my banks. I’d also say that that is all true, can’t dare to deny it any more, I have the paperworks to prove it so, the bills and whatever I scribbled down on a paper or stashed in a box somewhere.
But I’ll also say that it was not my future but one of the many futures, and the future is this now, as is this now a future of a past now, and this now is also a past of a now that is now becoming a future and turning into a past, like an ocean wave riding the water surface. Money comes and goes. Wounds eventually heal and close up. Walls build up and reinforce, softening future blows, health, that’s gone and irreversible, but who knows what the future holds.
Eh; still breathing and beating. I’ll keep on peeling on the layers, traveling furthers down this lair till the echoes fade away
Hey man, I think you’re the only person I’ve seen on the forum so far talking about running a custom with New Spirituality Experience core.
Would you be able to share with me how you’ve noticed it’s impact in your customs?
I’m thinking of adding it to a Love Bomb/Sanguine spiritual-focused custom I have
I would say it hits a deeper part of myself. Its as if the customs are reaching the furthest part of my being, as if the sound–message-- from the files, or from my thoughts, extend to the deepest point where a sound-wave will have to bounce back.
I used it soon as the MDFY pack went out, with a DRR1/Alch1. Everything I’m running, to some degree or another, is affected by a spiritual side, a higher wisdom and voice. The other custom was a KB/DRG/EoG/NWE st1 custom, and once I added the custom with NSpE, the healing, no matter how bad it could get, there is a higher level that is overlooking it and reminding me to not take this story so seriously; that every breath dies in the end and to make most of my time and things of this nature of not dwelling and taking unnecessary things to the heart.
I honestly love it.
I have a custom with LB/RoM/RoD/RoS; it adds a beautiful twist to LB. I know its not officially a spiritual experience, but the nature of the revelation suit is spiritual, and it took LB to a new direction. I still run that customs here and there, and its one of my favorites. It, well, basically changed the concept of the divine to that of a truly loving one, whatever that might entail internally.
I hope that helps.
Edit: To sum it up, what you may have cultivated in your spiritual journey, and I do not mean just religion in general turn, but that which is deeply personal and only you can truly comprehend, takes a front row seat in your life; that’s what happened with me, putting of spiritual lenses and when I take them off, there are contact lenses on.
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Setting myself on fire to warm others will only turn me to ashes; now I am a Phoenix and I don’t mind the resurrection, but it gets expensive after awhile, with all them clothes, accessories and tattoos
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This is really cool, you cemented my need to add this in hahaha
Wow that sounds like an incredible custom…
You didn’t find it too dense? I also adore RoS and RoM, but I wasn’t sure how to include them in my custom, as it’s already capped at 20 modules.
My custom is basically all virtue scripting, to help my spiritual/moral development and to help me be still and love myself. That’s essentially the goal, and I know RoM and RoS would super charge LB & Sanguine. Maybe I gotta cut some modules out.
Anyway, thank you so much for sharing! You should cross-post this to the MDFY thread, as I’m sure others would be interested in knowing how the New Spirituality Experience works
It actually was, I should’ve reduced the total modules. It started with a bumpy ride initially, where I couldn’t sense RoD as much; so I stopped the other customs, which were denser lol, and it started working better.
That sounds awesome! I’ll trying doing that with St3 next month of DRGDRR. And yes, RoM and RoS go great with those two, if I remember correctly, the Support found Sanguine more suitable for the 4th spot over LB and over KB, but I already had it with Phoenix and GLM, so I opted for LB.
That’s a really great custom you’re building
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Haha thanks man, I really appreciate your feedback!
Gotta sleep on it a little more, as I think LB/Sanguine/RoM/RoS and the New Spirituality Experience core, totaling 5 cores, plus 15 modules, might be a little too dense!
But TBH, that could be a custom I run solo if it works out, with maybe only Genesis Mogul along in my stack too.
When you were running these dense customs, did you do full 15 min loops or did you microloop?
Yes, it is dense, considering the modules. You will have to practice your Arch Alchemist safe practice to make it work. So, sleep on it 
Were? I still up 
Its more of an intuitive listening. I’d initially test the waters with 7-8 minutes in the first week, then ramp it up to a full loop.
However, it depends on what I am running, I would sometimes stop when I get these thoughts of “I don’t want to listen anymore” or sometimes I notice myself just grabbing my phone and stopping with 4 minutes.
When running a healing title and I still haven’t reconciled or just got those emotion out onto a paper (creative writing has been a godsend with DR) or if meditation isn’t helping, I would probably reduce or skip the next subliminal in the stack, taking an extra day off.
I do have to admit that with the NSE cores, the nse in the titles itself and name embedding, its not as troublesome.
Please do take into account as to what you are listening and working on in your daily life and goals, as radical shifts are one of the main culprits for recon symptoms. Someone getting into shape would have a harder time with Fitness titles, someone exhibiting weak character would have trouble with status titles, and so on. Amplifying our strength gives more layaway than covering our weaknesses, one already is in motion, from positive to positive, while the other is going from the negative gradient, to the neutral gear and then vroom vroom lol.
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Hmm you’ve given me a lot to think about…
Will definitely retool my custom, taking into account strengths vs weaknesses in the modules too.
Appreciate you once again brother 
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Sweet jumping jesus on a lotus cake.
Listened to Sarga for 3 minutes. Must get to the root of this synchronicities. I mean, its so mother-loving beatutiful how the pathways show themselves, its like a stream of water going through the obstacles, the gravel, the cracks, the roots, the trees, the dead bugs and the whatevers in the way, it keeps flowing and flowing, changing direction and shiftings its shape until it gets you that thing closer to your conscious experience. Through the strangest means , bam, the unexpected pops up. Them roots be tangled dayum.
There’s this place where I imagine it being a room with machinery and a station board with all sorts of knobs and lights and the bleep and bloop, and in there, there’s this big ass wheel like a ship’s steering wheel, and in there is the bippity boopity boop. Wheel of Creation + 42.
I should push it even further with the NRE soon.
I had something else to get dump off, but I forgot, oh, yes. Been feeling overly energetic these days, like an internal fire burning bright, radiating might through its light, something something fight.
lol
Ah, there we go, now I remembered what I wanted to write down: My momma sent me a video of a wedding, like one of those wedding band walking down the street with traditional flute and drums and a horse, I think it was a horse, might’ve been an ass, carrying the bride and the broom, and a whole hootenanny going all about, sparks and bombs and the works (By Fortuna’s luscious lips, do I love the flow and right words being carried up into the stream, like a reservioir of words and letters is opened for the flooding whenever I carry a pen or lay my hands on the keyboard, its like I’m a pianist or a stringest, dancing with my finger tips, heck, all of them are working together)…
ANYWAY, where was I? Hootenanny going all about, sparks and bombs and the works, AH, Yes, the works; I received that video at 5:18 pm my time, and all I shitmyself not, a wedding like the weekly usualy here was passing by, with the klaxoning and the usual noise, to my surprise I see the video is also of a wedding.
Another for the records:
I was thinking of this rabbit in a park that run up under my seat in the park, she was somebody’s pet, a really beautiful wabbit, unlike the common hares, it was quite hairy and majestic. Anyway, her name was Zeus as one of her owners told us.
I was exploring that memory and other memories attached to that park spot, negative and positive ones. I’ve been wondering what brought up that memory, just to see thunder as I went to the backyard.
Zeus bless me into my bliss
And another wedding
Read the Secrets of the Golden Flower by CG Jung And Wilhelm; I read it long ago and was like a mystical gibberish, could only have an intuitive understanding understanding back then. Won’t claim I get it 100% but I am 100 percent it’s yapping about Khan black and sexual energy. “The water”
And here I thought I’ll just go through my notes l, add a couple of lines and refine what I scribbled on the go and move on.
I did so with that short piece from over a week ago, and I thought I made something nice and worth while, four stanzas of 4 lines each.
Then I decided to look at it in the sunlight of the next day, refine it and call it a day. My first finished poem for my book.
Such is not the case, I’m down to like 30 lines. I ended up scribbling almost all of the work and take it to a new direction, filled with alliteratio, assonace, phonems, internal and external rhymes, sometimes a whole line is rhyming; the flow is so beautiful when I read it out loud, almost like a rap song but more emotional I suppose.
I still have more much to go, as despite the length I am still in what I suppose is the first act, death. Now I’m starting to move it to the birth phase then life then death again, if I could. Going into a full circle, but will see what happens. So far it’s evocative and rhyming but fueled with melancholy and filled with darkness.
I will be taking it through the bend and up back to the light in its discourse, then maybe drop it down to where it all began – bury it.
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y’all
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