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Beneath a Balboa Tree

Beneath a Balboa tree. A young man sat beneath a balboa tree in the middle of the day. Eons ago, the splendor of Nut fell upon him. Her perfect pitch-black resplendence was radiant. It caused the heart of the young man to melt away within the darkness. Nut’s delicate loveliness enveloped him. He entered an altered state of consciousness as she began to speak to him. Her voice contained all the wisdom of the known and the unknown. It resonated with majesties of frequencies and colors.

“Nut lifts the young man into her arms, guiding him to her breast. As he is nourished, he receives sustenance and timeless wisdom. She has carried this wisdom through the ages. It consists of knowledge gathered before the dawn of creation. It includes insight that stretches ahead into all that is yet to come.

Beneath a Balboa Tree – Eternally Bright

Nut remains eternally bright from epoch to epoch. She forever unfolds in luminosity. Nut gives her acquired wisdom to this young man. She has adopted him unto herself. Nut transforms from immortal to mortal. She shares immeasurable frequencies and colors with her beloved water and dirt. Nut spares none of her acquired wisdom to the young man. She breastfeeds him with that which she has created and with that which she has learned.

Nut acts as a covering over him. She is the young man’s protector and anchor. Nut gives him life and enables his reincarnation to existence after life. The young man’s astuteness is growing like a babe sitting beneath a balboa tree during the day. He is gaining awareness of realities far beyond himself. This awareness is judicious and prudent. It grows under the maturity that the milk of Nut’s quintessence instills in him.

Truth in a Kernel

A kernel of truth is not the truth and a tidbit of this is not the whole of that. Fashioned for her pleasure, the young man is now Nut’s treasure. He gives light to those who want light. He also provides a dense darkness to those who do not want to partake of her intense dark beauty. Truly, this young man has come of age. Ages have come to him through the wisdom given by the covering of Nut.

So, what am I to say as one of the lost and found? Should I ignore the wisdom that Nut has given to the young man? Should I wallow within the distortions of the falsifiers as most of the peoples of the world so dim-wittingly do? Glow with the glowing of Nut’s eyes. Shine with the brightness of Nut’s smile. She is your covering and your truth. She will guide and protect you from yourself and from those who want to harm you.

Beneath a Balboa Tree – Free your Mind

Free your mind of the ideologies and philosophies of those who are not of Nut. These individuals have made the planet earth an unhealthy place to live. They ultimately want to destroy it and all its creatures. They also distort the story of life (history) to magnify themselves.

Beneath a Balboa tree sat a young man whose name is my name, whose name is your name. While sitting beneath this Balboa tree during the middle of the day, the luminosity of Nut embraced this young man. It elevated his manner of thinking. It enlightened him to this but not that. It raised him from the bottom to the uttermost highest, his native state of existence.

Intelligence is Fixed

Intelligence is fixed within the braids of Nut’s hair. Enlightenment is her abode. All who are her own and want to devour her whole are free to do so. Nut is the shroud of elegance and layers of enfolding. And it is so.

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Understanding Fantasies

Recent Posts / Herbert Hilliard

Understanding fantasies. Do fantasies pacify loneliness or do fantasies make loneliness worse? Is there a difference between fantasies in a healthy relationship and fantasies when you are not in a healthy relationship? Are fantasies a natural role of the brain that automatically occur? The brain is a processor that must stay active. Fantasies simply are a routine process of an active brain.

Creating unrealistic or improbable mental images is one aspect of fantasies but inventions are the products of fantasies. Fantasies do not seem to be random. There seems to be a specific focus and course that the fantasy takes. For instance, a solid romance or a planet without turmoil and pollution are fantasies that are not unrealistic or improbable.

Understanding dreams gives a person insight into themselves. Similarly, knowing what you delight in fantasizing about also provides a better self-understanding. That is just an opinion so do not lay it on your pillow and sleep with it. Fantasizing can be a way to briefly take you out of yourself and your everyday concerns. Still, it can also be a distraction. It can keep you from doing the things that you need to do.

Fantasies solve a psychological need, but it does not satisfy it because whatever the lacking is remains there. Someone is standing on a mountain top and scanning the horizon. As far as that someone can see there is a pristine forest. The sky is blue and empty of clouds. The temperature is moderate and there is a slight breeze. Surrounded by such peace and beauty, does someone need to fantasize?

Someone is sitting alone in a room. The clock has moved into another day. Sleep is as far away from this someone as the early morning hours of yesterday. Every tick of the clock on the wall sounds like an explosion into eternity. If given the chance this someone will recap all their past mistakes until a feeling of depression sets in. Can this someone afford the luxury of fantasizing under the circumstances?

Fantasizing is harmless when it is not about a specific person. Keeping the fantasy abstract and impersonal is key. If this is your fantasizing technique it is unlikely to cause anyone else harm. The detail of a fantasy is like a breath of air. It comes and goes. Nonetheless, the essence of the fantasy stays intact. It is like putting different actors in the same play using the same script. The camera is rolling. The sound equipment is properly adjusted for the next scene in the fantasy that will take place.

Understanding fantasies is a part of understanding your inner self. It reveals how you interact with this illusion called life. It also includes the certainty of your death. A frog is reminiscing near a pond about the things that its great grand frog told it. Of how clean the water used to be even when it was muddy. Of how there was an abundance of creatures that bathe and drink from it. Of how the rainwater that fell into it used to be nourishing. Of how the Indigenous people laughed and sang as they camped by the ponds bank. And now it has come to this.

Fantasizing is a temporary way of escaping reality, and a fantasy can become a reality. As with everything there is a good side and there is a bad side to fantasizing. The deeper one explores the nature of fantasies, the more skilled one becomes. This skill leads to developing a non-disruptive and nontoxic way of daydreaming.

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I live my life with vivid dreams of you

Recent Posts / Herbert Hilliard

I live my life with vivid dreams of you, and if only my vivid dreams of you will come true. In my dreams of you I find peace and contentment. A peace and a contentment that only comes with the thoughts of you. My visions feel close while being far away. Yet, they place me next to you. Close beside you, even as close beside you as touching me.

My vivid dreams of being with you are dreams that I hope will come true. As true as holding you in my arms and as real as a soft kiss to your palms. Is it possible that you may feel the same as I do? That you dream of being close to me as I dream of being close to you. If this is so, then let both of our dreams come true. Let both of our dreams become a kiss in the dark, and bright and shining eyes in the sunlight.

My life is as empty of substance as it is filled with the hope of a relationship with you. You’re caring for me is the substance that fills an empty life and brings hope to a rewarding maturity. A rewarding maturity brings hope to life in a fixed place. It can’t be shaken. It bends only far enough not to be broken.

I have no secrets that can’t be clearly explained. I have no thoughts of you that should cause me any shame. My respect for you as a person and as a woman is beyond reproach. As pristine as the galaxies orbiting within the blanket of space. As nourishing and caressing as the life-giving stars. As pure as a whisper of love into your ear. As faultless as my dreams of having you nearby.

Criticize me if you like for wanting the best. Judge me for dreaming grandiose dreams. I have lavish visions of whom I consider to be the perfect one. The perfect one for me in intelligence, looks, and figure. The one in whom I feel so relaxed and comfortable in her company. The one whose conversation is engaging and entertaining. The one whose smile makes love to me. Say whatever you like as I take her hand and we walk away into the sunlight of our divine.

My vivid dreams are ambitious. The one I am dreaming of is very impressive. It inspires me to obtain the cradle of my heart. An aspirant without delusion. A want to be without confusion. A wishful at the beckoning of her finger. A falling to the knees kissing her in prolonged intimacy. A reason to put aside believing and live in the confidence of knowing.

Rest quietly with pleasant thoughts whether asleep or awake. The moment is coming when loneliness is broken, and fulfillment will be in dazzling splendor. The soft, deliberate steps approaching mark the end of dreaming. They start ecstasy in the heavenly realms of her companionship. And this will be so until the stars blank away into nothingness.

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What do I call them?

Recent Posts / Herbert Hilliard

What do I call them since they are no longer women or girls? I suppose anything that comes to mind. Under the current trend men and animated hardware are systematically replacing them, so what should I call them. I suppose that I will call them anything that seems appropriate in my mind at the time.

A growing number of them are convinced they do not have the slightest clue as to what they are now. So, who am I to question the current fad? Even those who have given birth to a child are woefully in the dark about their biological nature. How can someone allow themselves to be so whitewashed and brainwashed is beyond me.

The United States is the primary agent of this growing assault on whatever you now choose to call them. The United States has been the primary agent in spreading fear and hatred of so-called Black men around the world. It continues to play this role. European males have always felt threatened and insecure about their women. This is why they have sought so hard to dominate them. So, this new trend is only their latest efforts to diminish the status of those who make them feel vulnerable.

Do I call them by name? Or do I call them by anything, seeing that they are neither this nor that now? I will call them a biological entity soon to become extinct and an active member in their own demise. The first born should not join in the distortion and the destruction of life. The first born should grow beyond the servile mind and be strong and creative again. The past is wonderful. But, the current and the future are more important for the stability of the planet. They are also crucial for the cosmos.

How should I refer to people floating in the current bubble? The mob restricts what I can say to predefined and acceptable pronouns. I will say that silence is a despot’s solace and loudness achieve nothing in the long term. How long will the crowd applaud without understanding the plot of the play? When will the mind prevail over bad manners? Positive changes will only occur when the first-born overthrow those who presently control and influence the world. Only then can they be realized.

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Eyes of paradise as soft as the night.

Recent Posts / Herbert Hilliard

Eyes of paradise as delicate as the evening. How I long for you to come into my life. Who am I to wish for you, though? The reality of my fantasies of holding you is so far away. My dreams of strolling hand in hand with you are just daydreams in my psyche.

I feel solace in the distant authenticity of my fantasies. I find harmony of psyche in my clear imaginings of you. Lips of composition as welcoming as the closeness of a kiss. I long for the friendship of one who is so dear to me. Nevertheless, why should I go after the most brilliant star lighting the sky?

My considerations of you are a safeguard that shields you from all mischief that stands up to you. With strength and force, I safeguard you from harm and maltreatment. I honor your strong will and intellect with respect. With euphoria I wash myself in your consideration. Yet, why should I swim in a precious crystal stream and drink the sweet waters of your wonderful virtue? My heart melts into your smile. It holds the brightest glimmers of joy. I find all happiness within the glow of a grin so delicate and light.

Show me how to talk in a manner to really speak with you. I want us to move beyond the realm of conversation. Let’s enter the realm of clarity and comprehension. I will tell you the things I want you to know in a pleasant melody. I ask these things from you from the heights and from the depths of my heart.

Jewel of sensuous delight take hold of me and cradle me within your closeness. Treat me as if I am a fine fabric embracing your most delicate parts. Throw me to the ground and consume me like a meal dressed for eating. Say my name in a voice that conveys the wealth of your affections for me. Make love to me until I pass out in total bliss. If I am asking too much of you, do not stress. Just do as you will with me. Do this as thoroughly as you can.

Why am I saying all these things? I am pouring out my heart and mind to you because I adore you. I am not whispering nor am I being evasive because I want you to understand me plainly. I know that I am asking a great deal of you. You are a magnificent amount to ask for. What can I do except be true to my feelings for you? Your eyes are as soft as the twilight and are like eyes of paradise. The ardent appearance of your legs and thighs makes me want to fiddle while Rome burns in the night.

I am being true to myself which I am determined to be so with you. The light in my eyes does not show a vague mirroring of my desires for our companionship. It is the radiance and glow of having a wholesome relationship with you that is genuinely authentic. My wish for you is sincere and just and is unfiltered as possible with all decency and integrity. Please embrace me fully. Let me breathe freely in the joy you give me.

You are esteemed with my most reverent admiration. You are my loveliest whisper. I am at my wits end to properly convey my heartfelt message to you. Help me to sing a song of love to you. Instruct me as to how I endear myself to you. Let none of my words to you be in vain but be fruitful and prosperous in winning you over.

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