The Great Self Debaters.

The Great Self Debaters.
(A Contrast of Dual Perspectives.)
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They hate the view I Preach,..
for it suggests that We Are Beasts.
Frolicking around in Natures
Playground, attempting to be Freed!
from a Death which Robs all Destiny,
and leads (in itself) To Nothing!

For stating this, (which should
be obvious even to the Blind.)
I am despised by The Majority
of Mankind. And thus find it
pointless when I "Try".

( exposing the Myths on which
they rely.)

The Puppets Hysterically dance,
Lost in the Greatest Self Debate,..
(torn between Freedom and Fate.)
while I merely glance.. halfheartedly
at History's Broken Slate..
Certain we never had a chance!!

(to steal back Destiny.)

J.Stephen.H.

On The Shadow. (embracing the Darkness to find our Inner Light.)

On The Shadow.
(embracing the darkness
to find our Inner Light.)
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In Jungian Psychology, the "Shadow" refers to
an unconscious aspect of our personality which
the Ego does not recognize within itself. Often
because we reject or remain ignorant about the
less desireable aspects of our personality.

The Shadow is largely negative, but there can
be positive aspects as well that remain hidden
within the shadow. (especially for those with
low self esteem.) It is a link to the Primitive
Instincts.

(source: carl jung. Phenomenology of the Self.
pg. 147 of the Portable  jung by Viking press.)
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To further advance along the path of
individuation, it is not only important
for one to recognize their shadow, and
become intimately familiar with both
the negative and positive aspects within
themselves; but also we must Learn to
embrace the negative qualities within
ourselves and attempt to use them to a
better advantage. It should never be about
simply repressing, or suppressing the
negative qualities, but rather attempting
to restore Psychic balance between the two.

It is also important to realize the things
within ourselves that we project onto
others unconsciously. Though in breaking
with traditional Freudian, and Jungian
ideas about projection, (which they define
as the  misattribution of a person’s
undesired thoughts,  feelings or impulses
onto another person who  does not have
those thoughts, feelings or impulses.)
I feel that there are also forms of projection
in  which the Shadow Self projects it's
own personal  wishes/desires into others.
( thus in this context the process of projection
ceases to be a mere defense mechanism or
expression of ones shadow impulse, and becomes
the unconscious minds attempt to fulfill a wish,
or validate personal feelings by assuming
that they exists in a majority others.)

Therefore I cannot stress enough (as a mostly
unbalanced man) the importance of trying
to find as much balance as possible in
the World. For With balance comes growth
and more positive development.

The problem is that (myself included)
we tend to be predominantly prone towards
one extreme or the other. This creates a
stagnation in our Self and furthers the illusions
that cloud our minds from perceiving the
reality we could be living in. (if only our
minds would create it.)

SO , In Short, the Shadow does not
have to be the Enemy of Self. It is just
another aspect of it. Part of an interesting
and often hidden Trinity of Consciousness
that exists within us all, and makes us both
Unique, yet ultimately all connected to the
same Primary source of energy which
on a vibrational level is the Same Fundamental
source of All Existence.

We Must Embrace the Shadow,
in order to Completely
find (and see) The Light
Within Ourselves.

J.Stephen.H.

Here We Are.(The Heart of Matters.)

Here We Are. (The Heart of Matters.)
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And so Here we Are,
at The Heart of Matters.
Intent on examining the
Nature of what makes us
Two Wretched Things.

Nature itself,
Whorish and Cruel?
Scant Sleep, and too
much Caffeine?

I think I'll spin the wheel
and let the audience decide.
Or put my words out there on
The Electric Waves, and see
if any useful suggestions come
back.

What could it Hurt?
My Ego has been bruised before.
And I've been on the receiving end
of countless Character Attacks.
Yet here I am, Healthy as a Dead
Horse Grazing In Toxic Pastures.

(trying to pierce the Heart of
Matters.)

J.Stephen.H.

The Oddities of This World.

The Oddities of this World.

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She tells me Normalcy is overrated,

yet seems to go out of her way to be

what she considers normal; 

putting on Her daily mask to conceal

the sweet reality behind those haunted 

Eyes.

Anyone else would be labelled a Poser,

but when I ask her about the postured

veil She is "only in Disguise."

(irony, thy name is Love.)

Not that I'm one to Judge another for

wearing Masks. 

I have so many that I often forget where

the mask Ends and my Face begins.

Big Brother Lost in his Own Darkness,..

Loving Son with Demons trying to Be

Better on His Spiritual Path.

(I guess it just depends on which Devil
you happen to Ask.)
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The difference between us is that I admit

to, and embrace the Realities of what I Am.

The Oddities of this World are My Normalcy;..

Beautiful in their own tragic way because each

of them tell their Own Story.

(even if they are uttered from the Lips of

The Damned.)

Still,..whatever makes you Happy My Love.

It's your Life, and your Mask. Therefore your

Burden Alone to bear.

I only Hope that eventually the Burdens make you

stronger.

(since you will Be burdened
By Me No Longer.)

J.Stephen.H.

Beneath Gray Starlight.

Beneath Gray
Starlight.
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Since you are Here,
(holding me tight)
I will not fight my
suffocation;

By the Restless
Hands of
Constant Midnight.

Even if I die!,

for what matters is
we have "this time".
(sharing kisses beneath
gray starlight.)

Your lips have stained
my soul with agony,
yet (for you) I would
dip 10 fingers gratefully
into Fates Acid Cup,
and consider drinking!
(the moment those haunted
eyes lit up.)

For since you are Here,
(holding me tight)
I might enjoy my
suffocation.

(By the restless hands
of constant midnight.)

J.Stephen.H.

(very old one I wrote
when I was 15.)

Sister my Sister. (whem a Hero Climbs.)

Sister, My Sister. (when a Hero Climbs.)

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My Sister is a Beautiful Soul,

young in feature, but mentally

old; who has (on many more

than one occasion) brought me

in from the Spiritual Cold.

The astute observer would notice

the way her ancient eyes change

with moods, and know that she

is a force to be reckoned with.

She is fair, and kind to those she

loves; but also the straight-forward

type who dosen't take shit!

I've broken her Heart many times,

but never has she given up faith in

my ability to be a Better Man;

and for this reason I will always

try to honor her any way I can!

Oh, Sister, my Sister!

Can a fallen Hero ever climb

again that Ladder of Grace?

Or somehow turn the tides of time

back to a Better Place?

when two kids were innocent,...

like kitty and woof woof,

with smiles on their face!

(I guess it depends on Faith.)

J.Stephen.H.

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This is for my Sister Stefani, who regardless of my many faults and drunken

mishaps has never once abandoned me, or given up faith that I have the ability

within me to be something better than what I am.

Love you sis. Thanks.

To: The Children of Atlas.

To: The Children of Atlas.
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To the Children of Atlas,
who hold the weight of Worlds
upon their weary backs:
Do not drop the Globe
just yet, for there is Hope!

No burden is too great when
thoughtful minds exist to battle
the increase of mortal despair;
and Causes become Lost only
when we choose to Abandon
them!

The Path to Noble Deeds begins
with the insertion of positive thoughts
by Those Farmers of Psyche;
(who plant mental seeds which grow
into shared beliefs.)
Yet the same applies to All Sons and
Daughters of Life's Destruction!
(for every battle begins and ends in
the collective-mind.)

Therefore We must hold firm this weight,
till the Burden of Our World becomes
lightened by More Positive Thoughts.

(Otherwise we shall lose ourselves in that
Abyss of nothing, which waits to consume
those who lose Faith in The potential
for Change.)

J.S.H.