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The Prophecy According To, The 22nd G

Posted in Communications, Men&Women, psychology, Relationships with tags , , on August 7, 2012 by ichas8440

ImageI love to travel, explore new places.  Mainly because of the energy received from the experience.  Jordi who is actually “Jordache” which I don’t call her because she’s more than a nice booty in which jeans of way back fit around.  But that’s not the point, what is my point is her new found insight to mankind and religion.  

Jordi just stepped outta a voyage from a time and civilization dating way way back.  A time of people and culture having two levels of existence.  The first being known “Pre-classic” with the latter being “Post Mesoamerican Classic”.  I’m talking about…  The Mayans.

What shocked her was the savage nature of the people no matter which perspective identified, pre or post.  Shocking because her interpretation of the people is that of The Mayans being the foundations of most civilized societies.  The people who knew Gods.  The nation who were given so much by the Gods and even defined the time in which the Gods would possibly return to this planet. 

Listening to her I was lost for the point she hadn’t arrived at, tiring of the time she was wasting and.  Finally asked her what was bothering her.  She gave it to me in a straight and direct form.

If the Mayans spoke with the Gods, received knowledge about things science can’t even figure out, to this day.  Why did they sacrifice their own hoping they’d receive favors from those same Gods who bestowed so much on them?

Me not being a student of all the different Intel out on The Mayan nation, but still…  Know much about the people, culture and methodology.  Extracted from our conversation, the following.              

Your husband ‘puts hands on you because he is only human“.  A statement she felt was sexist and totally out of context.  “Your life is tumbling outta control because.  There is no such thing as control and you for one wanna control every aspect of what goes on.”  Another statement she heard but by the body language still couldn’t quite make the connection to The Mayans and their culture.  Which was good because. Simple things are usually the hardest to understand and it was here that I made a major discovery with regard to humanity.

“The Mayans were nothing more than a people who happened to received gifts from up-above.  Like dogs in relations to humans.  Trained to know what their masters expect of ’em, but.  Still dogs.  The Mayans received insight way beyond any culture known since or before but still managed to resort to human sacrifices, and it is still the thought of Why?  Didn’t they know they had been granted something much greater than ever extended to any one society?”  Jordi searched my face for the answer cause.  She knew she didn’t know.  So I continued.

Dogs, no matter how much they know what it is humans expect of ’em will still bark, growl and fight whenever they are left to their own environment.  The Mayans were no different.  Crops went bad, The Mayans associated the climatic conditions with the Gods possibly being up-set. Why?  Because the weather came from where the Gods first appeared through, a portal man could not pierce.  The only logical home associated with The Gods.  So, even if the Gods didn’t control the weather like a dog knows people don’t control the food they eat, a dog is.  Smart enough to know the timing of every meal is based on…  The human interaction.  Dog act good, they eat.  Dogs with dogs, bark fuss and fight because…  They are dogs.  Traits, characteristics which won’t change and don’t change.  Dogs are to humans like Mayans were to The Gods.  Outta sight, back to basics.   

The Mayans were super intelligent but…  They were still of a society that had some serious superstitions resulting in sacrificing their own as one.

Jordi asked me “Where is the connection to sacrifice come in, I don’t get it.”  She didn’t get a lot because.  Like many she was un-willing to accept that she, people are not Gods. Despite of being made in the image of Gods.  People retain their phobias, they fake when they should be real.  People luv drama and constantly come with the dramatics.  Characteristics that The Gods definitely knew were of people, which is why…  The Gods to this day, don’t trip when people hurt, kill, and destroy other societies in the name of…  The Gods.

People, as said, are just like dogs.  Smart enough to know it is easier to stay with their humans and definitely safer, yet.  Remove the influencing entity from the equation and,  like the dog in their reversion when penned up with their own kind.  People do the same and return to what they know.  Sacrifices!

Sacrificing children, women all because The Gods were said to have favored these forms of our kind.  The Gods picked out the prettiest of women, and…  It is said, moved to procreate.  Or…  In the least, enjoyed the fruits of their…  Womanness!  The children, they were just innocent, displayed an unbelievable devotion to The Gods, who…  Loved ’em for it.  So…  Right, sacrifice and all in the understanding that The Gods would be appeased because these were the ones The Gods had always chosen.  Death for the culture was a way of return to the heavens where The Gods resided.  In return these same Gods would.  Make it rain once again, feeding the starving land and replenishing the crops..

Again, Jordi didn’t associate any of this with any of what she was feeling especially her husband ‘kickin’ that ass” whenever he felt the need to, exhale.

I had an answer for this too and told her.  You are the closest person to him.  People strike against those they know will not take the assault to the next level as in legal.  This analogy hit home and Jordi understood it perfectly.  As for the trip to visit the ruins of The Great Mayans.  Well, she knew I was right but…  It’s hard to understand something so simple.

Check this.  The Mayan civilization collapsed and to date nobody really knows why.  Scientist are finally associating the fall of all empires with the weather cycles as they relate to the sustainability of crops.  The same scientists also have devised flow-charts to define while enhancing the impacts of centralized populations and the total effect on civilization longevity.  I don’t ascribe to any of this, especially when many of those populaces were way ahead of where we as a people are today.  Knowing about irrigation, population effects in regard to area density.  I can go on but.   

What happened?”  Same thing that is happening today.  We don’t believe in our very existence because people…  Refuse to believe in self and damn the kind because the kind are really taxing every chain connecting the existing society they are meant to hold together.

Jordi listened to me and said I was way out there.  Jordi, doesn’t even believe the contents of the previous blog written titled, “The Criminal, Keep Playin With Me“.  Does this impact what I think, do or feel?  Not really.  I am living what I’ve been blogging about since the inception of this blog.  People assume way too much about themselves.  Others and…  Those like me who are of substance that.  At times isn’t tangible yet maintained despite the composition of the visualization.  Much like a relationship from the perspective of those looking from the outside, assuming what is in.

My relationship was an investment from day one.  I established it and kept putting in, even when I didn’t feel I was getting anything in return.  Investors who understand performance in relations to return as in dividends, well.  They know what I’m talkin’ about and as in most things tangible or un, relevance is there.  Jordi was struck by her significant other and…  Based on what they had developed over the years, she wasn’t about to cash it in, vamoose, despite of what the popular consensus may have been.  Why?  Because like the dog, like The two levels establishing The Mayan culture, she wasn’t gonna ditch what she had for something.  Un-for-seen or developed as in practical, pliable and pleasant just because.  This is a way counter to basic nature.

People, places and many things are easy for me to understand.  The Mayans, like the Romans, and the great civilizations throughout this land are simple to decipher, when.  When you put yourself in the equation and recognize.  All living beings are products of their basic nature.

Right now, religions are loosing their followers and are collectively minus 50 percent.  It doesn’t take a genius to figure out why.  Religion is merely mans interpretation of what the laws of The Gods where.  Religion is a text establishing a doctrine that all are told to follow or.  End up in hell.  No religion or religious person can change what people are experiencing today.  Could it be that The Mayans are just advising us based on the errors of their own religious ways?

Jordi should have approached her vacation on anything other than what she did.  I understand to walk where others who came before me is an experience within itself.  Especially when you open yourself up to the tangible connections based on all things spiritual.  Jordi was looking for something based on a preconceived notion of what was.  I guess like relationships.  The blueprint to make ’em right is there for all to pick up.  Understand, decipher while tweaking it to fit the one in application and…  Live your life.

Jordi called back because something else was on her mind.  Inquired if I was telling the truth in the previous blog posted.  My response.  Read the next blog I post.  The subject matter, you will know.  The Stars you will feel an immediate kinship with.  The theme, pace and delivery, well.  You’ll know it all to be…  True.  Now, ask yourself, “Am I true.  Am I really living or is this all a bad dream.

Psssss;  My ‘lil one is feeling the impacts of changing climates resulting in a slight cold.  The Wifey is slowly comin’ back from what we just knew was a precursor of  The Gods callin’ her back.  Only problem was, she wasn’t ready to go.  Imagine that.  Everybody sayin’ when your times is up, ya gotta go.  Well guess what, my time is far from up and as long as I’m here, I’ll be posting these marvelous messages.  Maybe, just maybe one will get it.  Then I’ll know, the difference in guaranteeing others lives, begins with the correction in your life.  I’m out…




Posted in Communications, Men&Women, psychology, Relationships with tags , , , on January 12, 2012 by ichas8440












Caption 1, pic of me , symbolic in the sense so that you all may see.  When you hear me recite the phrase “I say you do“, immediately the mind goes into overdrive.  Searching the internal memory banks all to snag stored images defining a narcissist.  Well stop.  That’s correct, slow your role in your quest towards self-destruction cause that’s all you’re gonna accomplish.

Graphic # two, another pic exclusively designed from me to you.  Depiction of a soloSexy

Red Rose, with 3 smoothly placed Red Hearts positioned frontal as if one dimensional.   “What does it all mean?”  Your immediate interpretation, probably way different than mine only because you failed to recognize the importance of that simple ‘lil phrase that went like this.  “I say you do”.  Relax, feel your heart rate decrease, sense your composure comin’ back?  I do, and I’m not even there.

It is said that words are fine but a picture is divine.  My thoughts, by whose account!

Speak with a melodic tone and watch how quick you gain entrance to any throne.  Explain the visual and observe the realization of life so simple.  Definition of “The 3” those hearts along with the solo flower from the rose tree and you have an example of how I see.    You, Me equals the We, now you understand the numeric relevance of the three.  The flower plucked from the rose tree, representative of the passion exchanged despite of all the conflict encountered by… You me in our continued defining the We.

“Whoa, I didn’t see all that.”  No worries, you are not me…

One, Twelve, Twelve, the year everything is ‘pose to go all to hell.  Again, interpretation.  I wouldn’t be true to me if I ended this without sayin’ something.  If I didn’t put in words, create another psycho/dramatic story for your mind to put your conscience around as you absorb your “bar” of me for the day.  Sooooo, I give you;

Sexy B

Although she had aligned herself with another, she was like no other.  Her eyes caught mine, like a wild animal which just ran a long distance trek besides one of Africa’s majestic rivers, her breathing was laborious.  With each heave of her breast those eyes glared but were minus the menace defined when someone feels another has come into their space; unannounced.  I, like she, enjoyed the mutually understanding of whom each of us were onto the other.  No words had to be exchanged, those eyes.  Our eyes conveyed it all.  Primal.  Restrained.  Had to be, she belong to another yet, those flirtatious vibes were pulsating.

What part of flirt don’t ‘cha understand?  I guess when you’ve been where I’ve been you feel that everything becomes obvious when the collective reality is not so.   In dialoguing with my Cougars of choice, Cat aka Catalina, Bao-yu & Ms. Devore it was easy to see why they attract the interest of the males they do.  They have this smoothness about themselves that projects confidence.  Maybe it is because within each of ‘em there is a higher intellect which allows them to recognize while qualifyin’ the reasons why they are where they are.  All of them have “put in work” so to speak.  They’ve engaged and I will say successfully in a primary relationship and…  Knew the course had been completed, yet.  To bail minus any substance in which to continue would be akin to straight out failure as far as the future for them was concerned.   Greedy?  Not hardly.  Selfish?  How can it be when the bases for any relationship is to better one’s self.  Sexy?  Oh yeah.

Anyone who knows their motivations can walk like a cat on the stroll.  A cat is full aware of their surroundings and the stroll shouldn’t be confused with being on the prowl.  To prowl is to stalk.  Seek anything that can be, devoured.   I like that word, “devoured”, especially when used in conjunction with being on the prowl.  When anything prowls the end game is the same.  Whereas when you stroll the appetite for nourishment is based on choice selections.  Your steps, the pace isn’t so erratic.  Again, sexy.

Society today is void of sexiness and yes, I can say this as I’ve had more than my allotment.  Sexy is being a “WCC” (World Class Connoisseur).  Connoisseur as in Arts.  The art is you, the world is your canvas and paint.  Produce with one thing remaining as the objective.  To blossom.  Become the best at who and what ‘cha are.

Enough.  I’ve blessed you with another jewel.  In fact, a couple of jewels on this twelfth day in the twelfth year of the two thousands.    If you can’t see it I understand.  Maybe you are of those who couldn’t find a diamond in a mountain of ash.  But then again, since you’ve read this far, I know you’d know how to bust outta a wet paper bag.

See ya, I’m gonna enjoy the day