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Spirit

Whose Mind is it Anyway

June 30, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

the way the personality comes about being expressed
static, concrete and remote
and the way of the mind
dynamic, fluid and worldly
yet the personality begets the mind
so it only fluctuates within the personality’s paradigm
The Mind expresses it’s views
and we are ruled by the Personality placed in perfect, privileged position
and this is how the constitution, bill of rights and laws go about presiding over our being
per the opinionated perspective of The Beholder
which most times
is in the ideal and uplift of the European Male
with the same object, cultural and gender-dominated worldview
therefore incentives be damned,
if not for the advancement and conquest initiated and illustrated by the European Male
therefore the interpretation of laws is just the deepest look inside the privileged European Male’s Mind
and it’s dominating thought
which oozes into the Unknowing Many
whom perpetuate this Mindstate
ripe with rhetorical rhetoric
which alludes the Freedom of Hope
yet sneakily constructs a reality it’s participants form
ignorantly to their own dismemberment
and eventual destruction
because Self Determination has become Personally Extinct
and left to the Mind of the “Man”

to say this frankly,
the more we agree
the more European Males We Become
all being suggested upon
what we don’t realize is
everyone wants to be the Man
Why?
well innately we all are the Man
though lost and forgotten
that is to say, gods
Regal in our Own Divine Right
but we are unbecoming the Man
that the Man has created
given most of our agreed upon mores
are constructs of this ominous Man
so we, in trance like states
walk right into His plan

we’ve become active participants and prisoners
in His Mind
expressing the dimensions of His complicated Personality
which always trends towards the same thing
because we aren’t of
One Mind
we are just in
One Mind
and thoughts make the Man
and we are what He thinks of us
because Personality shapes Views
and I Am
just a Ruse

He knows that there is NOthing that matters
but Him
and there is NOthing Real about Us

our Personality has become Personal Prisons
far from the fluid vehicle it was once viewed
now it has become a concrete form of Suggestion,
Objectification and Social Control through
racism supremacy and subjugation

reflect on on the implication of what I’m saying

most have No Self
nor Self control
because your Self
is controlled
conditioning your Self beliefs
which believes it decides for its Self
and has control

Delusion.

this is the Genius and Mastery of the Mind
your emotions are just a button
your imagination the game
and your identity is an avatar of how you see yourself
given the coerced views you had to choose and compare from
and perspectives hence
which create the reality you live in anyway…
puppets

how does this make sense?

remember the Mind state that created 50 states
or Personalities-
states of Mind
warring for the rights to this country and Self Determination
remember the conditions of the people here at those times
the different cultures and genders relations
our frameworks created by Mindsets
to which we call Reality
remember those perspectives was of white supremacy
and European Male dominance

women were subjects
minorities were subjects
nature, land and animals were subjects
so to the Man determining the subjects
You are Only Objects
Ignorant Objects audaciously Objectified
by the very things they thought made them different,
free, equal, powerful and considered
maintained by the institutions, systems, doctrines and curriculums henceforth

laws are the umbrella of enforcement
conditioning how we engage our ideals of human humane and humanity
and how our interpretations form our social interactions

the Constitution Parents it all by reinforcing any wayward parts that may seek separation
by reformation to better aid the whole

it is a self-correcting system
always creating the form of its original Self
No matter how many disruptions that spring forth within it
those disruptions are like loose thoughts and opinions
to Mastered Mind powerful enough to shrug them off
dismissing them as worries fears and paranoia from conflicting symptoms of humanity
like an any natural sympathy which thinks against itself
then it regenerates itself within the collective consciousness around it
which it conditioned as a reminder of whom it created itself to be
group think
cognitive dissonance
assimilation
herd mentality-
collective consciousness

this Mind has a system of checks and balances
guaranteeing the refortification of perception, perspective, person, plan and power

for we are just a dismissed thought in this seemingly All Worldly,
All Powerful Mind
this Mind is not God
but has been made to be as God
acting in ways as if it is Thee God
this Mind is that of the Man’s

The Man and his mind
like all minds,
are quite clever and powerful in expressing the Person and the Person’s Reality-
The Personality
of the European Male

we’ve all been duped!
even the European Male
for if a European Male of low class understood the immensity of this truth
he could not keep the secret
his natural intellect would betray the overall goal
spoiling the spoils
creating class revolts
as his ignorance allows tribalism to perpetuate its stronghold of separation amongst the people
whom are polarized by differences
emotionally charged sensationalized and manipulated
because the system to where Mind is Master
is mastered and maintained
by manipulating the Mind
by Master
of whom we deem to be Master
believing ourselves able to be Self Mastered
not realizing that their Self is Mastered
by the Man
whom has Mastered his Mind
creating a theme park
called society
made to entertain and esteem Him
and every so often he enters and intervenes
to make ensure the good time is had
within His frame of Mind
and any defectors make No never mind
they’ll be dealt with in time,
like any wayward thought
lost
killed
forgotten
until YOU awaken in mass
as a cancer in His Mind

Filed Under: Spirit, Trauma

Soul Transference

June 30, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

and I am your vessel
to express your power in this world
and my body my vehicle
to drive the will of your power
through me in this world
I am but the manifestation of you
oh, Amen Ra-the hidden perfecter
Ptah, the Great molder
and Atum, the Complete One
I Am, through You Are
One in the Same

Filed Under: Spirit

New Wings

June 27, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

I dropped out the sky

I first learned to fly

fore I learned to walk

even when I crawled

but when I learned to walk

I forgot how to fly…

that’s when I began to run

that’s when I began to lunge

that’s when I began to jump

that’s when I sought out hills

that’s when I climbed up mountains

that’s when I walked on cliffs

and then I ran the ledge!

and then prepared to jump!

from every single edge!!!

Filed Under: Spirit

Some Things Better Kept Between Two or Few…but I’ma Share this Even if it isn’t Alright with You

June 21, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

Hey Lauren,

Thank you for your concern, your genuine reaction and heartfelt connection are always appreciated.
Even the guilt and shame you seem to always express, I get it, it’s selflessness and needed to personally identify with the pain of those who don’t look like us, but you are one of those who need not feel this way, because you try to understand, and for that, I am so thankful.

Thankful you don’t try and act as if you know, nor force words that you may not have altogether
it’s annoying when I hear so many expressing opinions to what they are not studied on and only telling the narrative of their own emotional prejudice and bias, unbeknownst to their selves of course.

so dig…

those who don’t know, will do what they do
because it’s all they know
those who know a bit won’t do enough
because they don’t know enough to do anything more
and those who know
either impose themselves on those who don’t
or empower those who don’t
and the pendulum swings,
as the energy depicts progress and it’s process

when we struggle for identity
all we can do is react emotionally
not realizing that the emotion has no solution
it only proposes an opportunity to recognize something is wrong
if we live in the emotion of what’s wrong
evading culpability and discomfort
than we are doing just as we are programmed to do
by those who know
and yet impose themselves on those who don’t
because the emotion becomes the bait
controlling what one can and does imagine

those who don’t know
and don’t know enough
are prisoners of the moment
many moments separated
so separated that they can’t see in the moment that it is the same moment to come
because no solution has been found
and to stay in the emotion is prison, so those who don’t know evade the emotion prematurely for self-preservation without realizing a solution
because to care, is a full-time job

and it doesn’t matter who you are and how much you know
it’s not hard to be sick of being sick and tired
and that’s by design

don’t worry for my being by whatever truth you need to share
I’m free even if I’m not out in August
truth, real truth, has no preference nor condition
it just is
I’m not in a prison of fear, nor would I want anyone to imprison themselves by fearing for me
I want your truth just as much as I want to share mine and realize more

as a reaction to the hate crime and cowardly mass shooting of black people in buffalo, I called a rally together on the yard, white, black, brown, etc, and spoke and performed a spoken word piece, I spoke of history, truth, love, what oneness is and means, where separation and racism came and comes from, how hate is embedded and fed upon, how we are puppeteered by our emotions, conditions, classes, colors and illusions of separation and incomplete education, and how we as prisoners have an opportunity to contribute to change and to walk courageously in truth etc.

racial remarks and presumptions were whispered outside, but it amassed 30ish people out of short notice, and people came to me asking me if IMA do it every Sunday, I finally said yes, I’m going to try and get some money so I can at the least buy pops for everyone that comes, I’m doing it again this Sunday
but the message last time was, I don’t fear losing my final for staff wanting to see this as something else, we each have something we claim we’ll die for and therefore live for, mine is no longer a hood but truth, my sons have to grow in this world, so yes I want to go home but I am my name and my message and a father, those are not separate things, and so I will speak and do what my soul calls me to do without fear

I cried given the spoken word peace, I was angry the previous day, but I turned those emotions into something, no white fragility, no white man nor his system nor structure can imprison any aspect of me but my body, I live on by what I give, in that I receive it all the same and it passes on and never dies
this is the energy of my ancestors, the ancestors of us all, their energies is what fuel us to be-to learn adapt grow and evolve- from what was into what will be

courage will never again be my lacking
nor fear my undoing and foundation
when I saw that, a call was imprinted upon me with an even deeper realization than I knew before, and I am alive for such a time as this…as we all are

my music, poetry and opinion mean nothing if I can’t stand in the oven and wait for the coast to be clear, I can’t wait on white people to save me, nor a perfect circumstance to benefit me, my time is now and always will be, but I do people and the message a disservice I am not as equally ready to spread and share truth and awaken white people as I am my own, because change doesn’t come from just reaching look-a-likes, but those whose ignorance does the most damage by unifying us at the core/essence of our being

being comfortable being uncomfortable is the new comfort, change happens at that crossroads, because courage lives there
as I spoke that day and in my piece, I know great white people, and I also know great people, you fit both those categories, the limited one and the limitless one, thank you for your being, energy, and heart
I love you
and thank
I am constantly becoming
because of sacred souls and gigantic spirits such as yours
you are the Moon
and I am but a tide in the waves of your heartfelt energy
the empathy you exude is the envy of angels and god’s alike
and I hope to emit but a portion of it as I continue to grow into who I am
Man Father Son King god-I Am
WayOfLife

Filed Under: Inside, Love, Mercy, Spirit, Trauma

Be Water

June 7, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

I’ve inhabited my own
personal reality
and I can create my own
personal reality
I can even change as it best suits me
after all,
it’s my world
I’ll see it
and fit you into it
the best I see fit
being my own best fit
it’s a gift
and a personal reality
is just a personality
to which I host many

Filed Under: Spirit

Soul Responsibility

June 6, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

Change is timeless

Filed Under: Spirit

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Prose of a Con

Prose of a Con is a collection of Russell Wardlow’s prose and poetry written entirely behind bars. Through writings on family, spirituality, freedom, love, justice, redemption, and vulnerability, Russell seeks to show the humanity and hope of individuals like himself who are incarcerated.

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