Simple as that.

Ok so this week I am following Charity, much harder to fit into your daily routine me thinks but none the less I shall try my hardest and I will update you all in a week!

Warriors Edict

We are the engines of war.
We stand at the brink of Oblivion
and step into the darkness.
We are fearless and honest
brave and true.

We shed the blood of the darkness
to feed the insatiable primal force.
Stand forward now.
Son of Man. Warrior of Light.

For in you rests our future.
Your soul is your armour.
Your words the sharpest blade.
Should God stand in your way:
Cut him. Cut him without Mercy.

Death is your ally.
He will stand beside you always.
No moment is safe. No mortal immune.
Live without fear of him.
For he will take you regardless.

And let these words rest silent in your mind.
Let each one become you, and in turn
become it.
For it is your duty now,
cut the darkness
Cut it for Eternity.
That is your purpose.
Serve it well son of Man.
Warrior of Light.

There isn’t much I can actually tell you really, no noticeable benefits of eating less in one week, generally less tired but that could be down to a lot of different things coincidentally coming togeher this week…

And so we come to the most interesting one in my opinion…

Silence

I wil keep much more quiet and let me tell you…Its gonna be a ride…I’ll see you all in a weeks time, peace out!

In other words…Non attachment isn’t always the best way to go!

This week I made a special moral obligation to not judge others for how I see them. I realised that it is only through me are they defined by me. They themselves are not to blame for my feelings. If someone was to attack me, I would judge them as a danger, however just because someone LOOKS like they might be th esort to attack me does not make them an danger, do you see?

Well onto my next challenge I will keep you all posted in about 7 days.

1. Judge Not lest ye be judged
2. Don’t eat / Drink more than you should.
3. Silence.
4. Giving
5. Industry
6. Effective use of time
7. More water intake
8. Meditation

How this will turn out, whether this will work, whether I get sued for plaguerism, we’ll just have to wait and see…but check back in one week and I’ll have the first edition of the 8 week project.

As a child I wasn’t what you might call happy. I was fairly OK. But school life was a bore. We learnt nothing of great interest. I barely remember any lessons. But I do remember the students. Those sick little kids who thought it was funny to torment me. It wasn’t pleasureable. I can say that. I was never beaten up or anything. It was mostly psychological. I remember a new girl came into our class and I saw another girl say to her, “Thats Philip, don’t talk to him” and that was that. I never got a word in.
By 10, exactly 6 years ago, I was eagarly awaiting secondry school, I got into a pretty decent school, Called Brooksbank. Now I wasn’t exactly popular here but I wasn’t socially outcast either. Here was a clean slate. Somewhere new to start. I met a boy named Elliot, he was in the year above me, he was cool, we talked about all sorts, but one day the topic got onto Paganism. I got into it. Practicing it lightly. Reading about it. Absorbing the philosophy, learning everything I could. But i was scared to do rituals and stuff.

This was my first taste of spirituality in any form, before hand I was raised a Christian. God how I loved to dismiss Christianty, it felt so good loosening the chains of that Religion. My first taste of what was to come.

Two years passed, I am now 12 going on 13, and I discover a site called Astral Dynamics. This was a glorious find for me. I shrugged off the fluffly, New Age paganism and absorbed a more practical based Spirituality, involving moving energy around the body and astral projection.
I bought the books, I read it and practiced it. And it worked. I noticed instant results. I got better at it. I worked at it hard. I got good energy flowing. But I never achieved Astral Projection. I thought there was something wrong with me, so I drifted away. I still remained a member of their forums, but at this time, it was late 2004 and we all know what came about then. Steves site. I discovered it by accident and was instantly hooked, I read all his articles, and listend to all his podcasts. I took my new found practiicality back to the forums and was greeted with a mixed reaction. One person who showed interest was a man named Derek Bertrand, who calls himself Oath. At this time we talked a bit over MSN, but he seemed a bit distant. A bit weird to me.

two and a bit years pass and I drift along, content with my supposed understanding, happy to go along with Steve and whatever he says.

Its now the start of 2007 and I am changing so much. Me and Oath start to talk a bit more. We discuss things like Truth, the nature of things, ME.

And I begin to really come to terms with my own identity (Now this is the bit that might get people rubbed the wrong way)

I started to see just how stupid people really where. We began to talk more about me, about my future. Oath mentioned some things and after a long conversation we came to the conclusion that I am a very unique person, not only mentally but energetically and consciously. You see the reason I couldn’t astral project is because the techniques outlined won’t work for someone like me. I don’t really understand why. but It seems I am on my own with these things. It seems I have a certain way of learning things, and moving energy around, so that the techniques only apply to half my energy, not all of it. Its like I have a different energy structure to my psychic body.

Not only that but I am consciously aware in a totally different way to most people. I always knew, as a young child, that I was different, but at the time I just put it down to escapism, what with the bullying and stuff and until recently thats what I thought. But now… after these last few weeks I just know something is different inside of me. I seek a “truth” most people don’t understand. Something that can’t be spoken. Or taught. Or Known. its just…felt. Its a feeling deep down in my soul. No. deeper than the soul. Somewhere people fear to look. Deeper in my being. Its part of my very existance. Its not a definable thing. Its not a tangible thing.

Oath assures me I am special. I have a hard time accepting this though. I am doing slowly. But what he says always seems to fanciful. So fantasy like that it seems unreal. He says I am mentioned in prophecy, that even my name is a clue to my power. He says I share character traits with different deities, namely Odin www.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Odin and, as arrogant and egoic as it may sound, I am starting to agree with him.

And now I am here. Writing this post. I felt the need to release my energy in this way. I needed to free up mental space somehow. This is how. I am me. I know who I am now. I feel it. My real name, my true name is Soulfire. I am being of immense power and vast wisdom, I have been around since the dawn of time, my destiny is such a huge one that it too sounds unreal and fanciful. I don’t care if you do not agree with me. I don’t care if you feel the need to patronize me, or put me down. I know what I am here for. I am know my own potential.

I am Soulfire.

And now you know who I really am.

I propose you take a life of devotion to self.

Before I am innundated with hatemail about how this is morally wrong and selfish allow me the chance to explain.
In today’s society money is required to enjoy the comforts of life. Good food, good health, good everything. Now, I know a few so called spiritual people who live in poverty, but who devote themselves entirely to others, they get sick often, they have poor diets. But there spiritual, so its all good right? NO.
These people assume they are spiritual because they sacrifice their own happiness for others. But thats not spirituality. Thats stupidity. Imagine that society is like a a giant machine. If these people were all cogs in the machine, and each one of them decided to sacrife their own maintenance for others, then eventually they are going to break, and the whole machine will start to collapse. However if each person/cog where to simply look after themselves, then each would start to become stressed, trying to take everything on themselves…they would then ultimately break.
There are two ways you can solve this problem. And they have been called many things, their most recent incarnations are: Being A) A Lightworker or B) A Darkworker
This article is about the Darkworker path, the one I have consciously chosen to persue.
I have chosen to help myself, to serve myself first and formost. So that as my own wellness increases. So will my ability to provide wellness to others. As I see it, I will be healthy so that I can be strong where others cannot. I will be wealthy so I can provide real value to others. I will be intelligent and well spoken so I can address the people properly and I will be impassioned with my own sense of power, so as to convey that to others and set their souls ablaze with righteous joy.
I feel that it is my ultimate purpose to serve others. But not in a Lightworker way. I believe that although Lightworkers will be needed, there is an equal demand for Darkworkers. Especailly now, forceful action needs to be taken, and I think only one with a Darkworker outlook can provide that force, can take the immediate action needed.

“Evil is not one large entity, but a collection of countless, small depravities brought up from the much by petty men. Living under the Order, you have traded the enrichment of vision for a Gray fog of mediocrity, – the fertile inspiration of striving and growth, for the mindless stagnation and slow decay – the brave new ground of the attempt, for the timid quagmire of apathy…You have traded freedom not even for a bowl of soup, but worse, for the spoken empty feeling of others who say that you deserve to have a full bowl of soup provided by someone else. Happiness, joy accomplishment, achievement…are not finite commodities, to be divided up. Is a child’s laughter to be divided up and allotted? No! Simply make more laughter!”
“Every persons life is theirs by right. An individual’s life can be and must belong only to himself, not to any society or community, or he is then but a slave. No one can deny another person their right to their life, nor seize by force what is produced by someone else, because that is stealing their means to sustain their life. It is treason against mankind to hold a knife to a man’s throat and dictate how he must live his life.”

Once again I am not going to explain the point here. I want you to read it and think for yourself. I can’t tell you how to live. Or how to think. But I can give you the means by which you can discover it. Enjoy.

White spectral wind,
Blowing the lunar dust
In spiral beauty.
Eyes like diamonds in the ruff,
Like swords of the ancient samurai.
Sharp, cold, merciless.
A warrior I see.
A warrior he will be.

White spectral wind,
Blowing the lunar dust
A torrent of shattered dreams
Mesmerizing my mind.

When I rest, and sleep,
I see the crossroads.
A desert land, a pool of water,
Ten doors and a mirror.
A place of meeting minds.

(A door to my mind,
Or to someone else’s?)

His eyes look through me and I see hate.
His mind passes over me and I feel hate.
Hate.

A White spectral wind,
Blowing through my mind,
Stirring the lunar dust.
Stirring my mind.

This is a poem I wrote a while back, tell me what you think.