MEARISM

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March 2012

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Mar 29, 201211 notes
Mar 29, 201210 notes
No Religion

End of the middle man, end of the translator, end of the line, no more need for church when the whole body is a church, the whole world is a church, no need for a priest to connect you to god, for god is in you, no Buddhist, Muslim, Catholic, or Jew can connect you,
one only need to connect freely to ones self to see how nature and we are one so falls the walls of Ameri-Co, transparency sets in motion a global realization of new possibility with out the master running the race, all wars and tragedies are based in religion and money is just an extension of the institution, in god we trust, lust, greed, envy, hate, all have a end and so we come to the bridge of our reality, who we have been, who we will become is up for debate~

Mar 20, 201211 notes
“God is not a big enough word to describe what I believe in.” —The Cabeza
Mar 15, 20123 notes

The evolution of consciousness is simply waking up to the paradigm that we have been controlled and manipulated by the wealthy elite ever sense history was recorded. the idea of the middle man like a priest is no longer necessary to contact GOD or Buddha, the one spirit, divinity, or physics. It makes no difference we can now acres any thing we want because we are conscious, we no longer need the rabbi nor the shaman, we need only awaken to who we are, no separation, no boundary, we are no deferent from our own thoughts and so we have to become responsible.

Mar 15, 20125 notes
Mar 10, 20124 notes
NEW "REVOLUTION" PRINT

Mar 9, 20121 note
Mar 9, 201213 notes

The world is upside down America is on fire, a wild dancer eyes closed fist clenched America swerving carelessly trampling taking laughing America is like a storm touching down with every step America look at you, your pants are around your ankles your stomach is fat with fermenting matter you’ve stolen from everyone else America, your bowels are leaking from busted orifices and it has left a long trail of and hopelessness & disaster America why don’t you get your shit together America you put everyone else through your shit and still demand yours first America is sinking into it’s own implosion and it is rotting from the inside out, no vail of secrecy no illusion of grander America, just a dump where bad dreams and lost souls carry on with selfishness and waste America it is over.

Mar 6, 20121 note
“Sometime I reincarnate my parents and my parents parents whats apparent is every time I say I, I wonder when I die who’s spirit is it any ways. Is it just my human desire that wants to identify with I. Or is I the interstate connection to every I. I mean I am not I, I am am actually you and so I am a figment of my (I)magination as are you so who am I? Here’s an idea, a cup of water, when the cup wears out the water returns to the source, so is that more to the point? Well were more than just water. And more than just soul, somethings also tangible. My grandmother use to say spit in one hand wish in the other, see what you’ve got more of. I’ve got news from ground zero grand ma I can’t touch you any more but your still talking so who’s thinking.” —theĀ  cerebellum
Mar 6, 20121 note
The Revolution Can't Be Stopped → kickstarter.com

I have a large scale mural upcoming at the end of this month. This is a social public art project based on uplifting the community and beautifying our streets. Were asking you to find interest and support our project.

Mar 5, 2012
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Mar 5, 20122 notes

I am a condensation of energy. A relationship of organic agreements drawn together by electro magnetic plasma who’s words are bond to a vernacular called my body, even though the reality of the idea of “mine” is just that an idea. For that matter so many relationships in agreement demonstrate a singular I is impossible, at first, we all see our each self separate. But as the cup who holds water fades where doest thou water go?
Only as far as the source, the original spring from which it sprung so sang the singer who’s lips described universes. I kissed her once have you seen her lately tell her I’m looking for her. I caught a tag tonight, was it me?

Mar 4, 20123 notes
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