Excuse the grammar. I'm not a writer, I'm a madman. This piece is an attempt to save myself and some might relate or/and learn from this.
So in Revelations there is talk about the keys of death. Jesus mentions this in the Gospel of Thomas, mentioning that those ones will not taste death once they seek and find.
But first let me tell you about myself. Diagnosed bipolar 1 - 2013. AKA batshit insane hehe. After the diagnosis I got involved in spiritual studies - mostly Christian, occult, Gnosticism Satanism all the good stuff.
Particularly Carl Jung's work was extremely profound. And it lead me to this alchemical dictum: In filth it will be found.
So filth... my filth would be: lazy, selfish, crazy, drunk, drugs, bad influence on others, irresponsible.
So those things are aspects of me (shadow) that I keep away from the world. Vulnerabilities. (Brené Brown does a lot of good work in this field. Check her work out)
But first let me tell you about myself. Diagnosed bipolar 1 - 2013. AKA batshit insane hehe. After the diagnosis I got involved in spiritual studies - mostly Christian, occult, Gnosticism Satanism all the good stuff.
Particularly Carl Jung's work was extremely profound. And it lead me to this alchemical dictum: In filth it will be found.
So filth... my filth would be: lazy, selfish, crazy, drunk, drugs, bad influence on others, irresponsible.
So those things are aspects of me (shadow) that I keep away from the world. Vulnerabilities. (Brené Brown does a lot of good work in this field. Check her work out)
Once I started sharing these vulnerabilities with close friends and family I started to connect on a different level, the more vulnerable I became, the closer I became to them - the richer my life became. There were no more lies, I was naked figurately speaking, but it was freedom. Now, this is not something that is easy to do and most days I still fail to show my filth, my vulnerabilities, but it sets me free.
The truth is often times ugly, but your filth is no different from the next person on the street. We all have filth. We are all filthy yet beautiful in our true self and we must learn to love that self. we are all one
Somewhere in the bible it mentions: “Whoever among you becomes little will know the kingdom”. Now little could mean like a child: Not self aware, doesn't really give a fuck, says whatever they wanna say, draws on walls, is fascinated by the stupidest things, gets lost in imagination, and ultimately lives in the moment. They don't think about yesterday or what will happen tomorrow. Is brutally honest and generally does what they want to do. Somewhere between the ages of 7-10 we grow self aware and then enter hell.
This life is so short, do what you wanna do, fuck what the rest say. What you choose to be you will become. I think that's Jung paraphrased. “Above all else love each other deeply” And one can only do that once you love (trust, accept, understand) yourself.
Jung: "No tree can grow to heaven unless it’s roots reach down to hell."
Somewhere in the bible it mentions: “Whoever among you becomes little will know the kingdom”. Now little could mean like a child: Not self aware, doesn't really give a fuck, says whatever they wanna say, draws on walls, is fascinated by the stupidest things, gets lost in imagination, and ultimately lives in the moment. They don't think about yesterday or what will happen tomorrow. Is brutally honest and generally does what they want to do. Somewhere between the ages of 7-10 we grow self aware and then enter hell.
This life is so short, do what you wanna do, fuck what the rest say. What you choose to be you will become. I think that's Jung paraphrased. “Above all else love each other deeply” And one can only do that once you love (trust, accept, understand) yourself.
Jung: "No tree can grow to heaven unless it’s roots reach down to hell."
Check out The Alchemical Mind Podcast, his work is amazing.
https://twitter.com/MindAlchemical?s=20
I have a youtube channel where I will discuss this further:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=103WU7JYi88&feature=youtu.be&ab_channel=FrankduPlessis
Some photos of my room, the chaos:
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