Mayan Galactic Signature:
The Lunar Red Skywalker looks like a piece of my puzzle… although I know not how. The Skywalker is my hidden power and I am his (or hers). Guided by the survival instincts of the Serpent the earth’s energy is the Kin of the Skywalker, polarizing space brings the stability to explore and find knowledge through wakefulness.
Today is a Galactic Activation Portal
I find it no surprise sleep lulled me at 6 pm to wake now.
12/12/2011 How time goes by. There are so many secrets of the universe hidden in plain sight. Breadcrumbs. I feel confused. Like I am looking at something but cannot figure out what it is.
So many people think that once they get that thing… that thing that we don’t have now… we will finally have the key to happiness and every day afterwards we can skip through any difficulty with a smile… because ya know… we’ll be happy.
It’s what drives consumerism. It’s what sells anti-depressants…. just waiting for that thing. The day we get that thing.
I just recently watched an interview with John Lennon that said when the Beatles were at their height, when they had all the fame, money… they were a complete success… he wasn’t happy. I watched part of documentary on a football player who lived football from birth and was the golden boy though high school and college, but once he got hired professionally he turned to drugs because he wasn’t happy. Lady Gaga has made her success, but still I don’t see her as happy person. She looks so sad inside… still hurting.
This theme plays over and over. I know that while the Beatles were achieving their goals, they were happy. They exuded it. So did the football player. So what happened when they reached their goal to finally find themselves… wanting. When does Success = Happy?
I honestly believe it comes when we define ourselves in a way that we can accept. In this moment. In this very second. In the quiet hours of the night when there is nothing to do… no one to hold your hand and talk about the day we will get that thing.
There is one constant in my life. Me. People come and go. Live and Die. Only I remain.
I am that thing that makes me happy. I am my own definition of Success. www.victoriacrystal.com/success I stand before myself naked in the mirror. I Am.
I love myself… and because of that… I love you.
Victoria Crystal… living Simple Sexy
www.victoriacrystal.com
The Lunar Red Skywalker looks like a piece of my puzzle… although I know not how. The Skywalker is my hidden power and I am his (or hers). Guided by the survival instincts of the Serpent the earth’s energy is the Kin of the Skywalker, polarizing space brings the stability to explore and find knowledge through wakefulness.
Today is a Galactic Activation Portal
I find it no surprise sleep lulled me at 6 pm to wake now.
12/12/2011 How time goes by. There are so many secrets of the universe hidden in plain sight. Breadcrumbs. I feel confused. Like I am looking at something but cannot figure out what it is.
So many people think that once they get that thing… that thing that we don’t have now… we will finally have the key to happiness and every day afterwards we can skip through any difficulty with a smile… because ya know… we’ll be happy.
It’s what drives consumerism. It’s what sells anti-depressants…. just waiting for that thing. The day we get that thing.
I just recently watched an interview with John Lennon that said when the Beatles were at their height, when they had all the fame, money… they were a complete success… he wasn’t happy. I watched part of documentary on a football player who lived football from birth and was the golden boy though high school and college, but once he got hired professionally he turned to drugs because he wasn’t happy. Lady Gaga has made her success, but still I don’t see her as happy person. She looks so sad inside… still hurting.
This theme plays over and over. I know that while the Beatles were achieving their goals, they were happy. They exuded it. So did the football player. So what happened when they reached their goal to finally find themselves… wanting. When does Success = Happy?
I honestly believe it comes when we define ourselves in a way that we can accept. In this moment. In this very second. In the quiet hours of the night when there is nothing to do… no one to hold your hand and talk about the day we will get that thing.
There is one constant in my life. Me. People come and go. Live and Die. Only I remain.
I am that thing that makes me happy. I am my own definition of Success. www.victoriacrystal.com/success I stand before myself naked in the mirror. I Am.
I love myself… and because of that… I love you.
Victoria Crystal… living Simple Sexy
www.victoriacrystal.com
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