It’s interesting how I’m noticing the whole time, where all my writing keeps going. It looks like some obsession, and it feels full of urgency. But then I like the idea, that if something is urgent, then a sane human would become as if obsessed till the task is done, or till the issue has been adequately taken care of. Since obviously that, then helps preventing things from falling appart, prevents total destruction from happening, unless it’s to substitute something not good, with something that is better fitting and (this time around) of wise substance.

Then I wonder what it might be like for the readers, and I ponder ideas of what their impression and feeling becomes, if they read my posts from last year 2020, and into this year 2021.

Next it brings me to remembering, that the point here with “The Guts Of My Universe” is first of all authenticity. But to begin with, it is originally also a personal journal/note book, my personal journal, put online for the very challenge of staying authentic, even though you know it’s available for anyone to read.

All inspired by the creatively experimenting artist in me, feeling inspired by all the other many artists, who were residing around me at the artist residence when I started “The Guts Of My Universe”.

And so it became

an artists challenge to her self

But not only that. It also of course becomes a journey of contemplating, philosophising, creating. noticing, discovering and learning all sorts.

So these days I’m all about the times of change, all about wanting to live in a loving world of wisdom.

I’m so fed up with the waste of humanity’s intelligence potentials. I’m so fed up with Stupidity, even my own Stupidity. And all though my own Stupidity doesn’t even reach the ankles of the general body of humanity’s Stupidity, my own Stupidity is almost just as bad within my own life, just as humanity’s Stupidity is bad for the world. But in my case it only becomes that bad, because it’s in this freakin world I’m being stupid.

Now if I was being stupid in a wise place, I would get to learn and grow wiser all the time, instead of getting “beat up, cut and scarred, tossed and turned, torn and burned”. But yeah, I’m here on the planet earth, where we had a billionaire, one named Trump, as the freaking president of our USA. And to be more specific for the multiple-realities-people out there, it’s the planet earth where that Trump guy has by far not been the worst one on that post.

So now, only because I have all those strange childhood memories, I’m lucky enough to know that everything is all wrong. So even though my species are behaving as if nothing is wrong, and I thereby feel as if I should be totally bonkers beyond anything, I happen to be too aware to really fall for that. And also, if I wasn’t aware of what we cannot see, which we’re also not taught about, then I wouldn’t be able to understand what it means, and how it is, that death is not the worst thing that can happen to you. But I do know what it means and how that is! Because there is no such thing as death. There’s only passing on! Nobody dies! We all pass on.

My mother passed on when I was just 16 months old and she remained around me, I never felt her missing.

My grandMother was more than a mother to me. She was my best friend in life, my closest being of all beings, my everything in this world. She passed on in my midd twenties, but found my energy at the funeral, but I didn’t discovered it until I was back home. And I’m only one of many thousands of people, alive in our time, who have such experiences, and mine are not even as profound as that of most other peoples experiences. And some peoples experiences are even extreme next to mine. So I’m also not the weirdest one at all. If anything is weird in this life, then it’s the willingness to be so blind when one can see, and to be so deaf when one can actually hear, to be so obedient as if born for slavery, to be so cold that anyone else can be hungry or even homeless, to be such a poor creature while you’re actually supposed to be human, which is of intelligence, so that in your world of over seven billion people, only 6000 people own the worlds health. If anything is beyond weird in this world, then it is that those 6000 people are the ones ruling the way, with the whole of humanity just following as their free looking slaves even though their ways are ruining not just the plante home, but in that of course also ruining the people, who then on top of it all get blamed for it all. To the 6000 who own and rule everything even humanity itself, people are just useless eaters. Well, and since you just follow ~ supporting the deterioration of life, damn right you are.

So dear Angelo Guilherme Lopes Garcia, you who pointed out that I’m always fighting with the world. I was only twentytwo years old then, but now, since some time, I finally understand all that. And I felt like a fool then, disappointed with own myself. But now I know better, and I see so clear why I am the way I am.

I will not pretend that what matters the most doesn’t matter. Even as a sentence it sounds senseless!? I will not pretend that I don’t feel. I will not cut of the very intelligence of sensitivity to follow or obey. No way.

It there is any reason with me being here in this borderline retarded human world, then it is to be an example of what I know is your problem. Love.

Love is humanity’s problem, in having been taught twisted truths about themselves. Humanity in its own natural state without the infiltrated tyranny, is sensitive enough to manoeuvre well enough with everything, which keeps humanity and therein alsotheir home ~ planet nature all perfectly healthy. Humanity in its own natural state, without the infiltrated tyranny, is sensitive enough to gigure everything out and live harmoniously.

We are born with the keys to harmonious life; sensitivity and intuition. But ages ago, when there was a lot less humans than today, a few families saw the naivety of humanity, and so they jumped on the opportunity, and have been fine tuning their power for ages, and since long already literally breeding a degenerating humanity. The lifespan being longer is just a natural side effect of civilization. If it wasn’t for the tyranny, there’d be cures for everything, while hardly anyone would be getting sick compared to how we know it now in out times. And if we’d live wise as I see us living, we’d become twice as old as we do now. And it wouldn’t get boring because if you ever really wake up, you’re gonna want to take your natural responsibilities back, amd once you do that, you find that this planet is the paradise garden of Eden.

We are born with different abilities, that as a team, together we are perfect. That’s humanity without the tyranny.