Fear of Death Web
The center of Fear is in the Amygdala. There are 9 major fear triggers for death.
- The unknown/abnormal
- Sudden movement (jump scare)
- Increased CO2 in blood
The link of Trauma in dreams through lack of oxygen can lead to serious sickness of the mind. It is possible that trauma and ptsd (post traumatic syndrome disorder) can lead to psychosis and even schizophrenia. Psychosis can be induced by psychedelics and drugs such as marijuana or exposure to intense lucid dreams, trauma in conjunction with a psychedelics may bring about a psychotic outbreak.
We use to fix everything with glue but..
No matter how much money and glue you throw at certain problems – you can’t fix how broken some people truly are.
They moved from glue and money to scotch tape and hammer.. they try different things but things were never ever the same on the inside.
This fact changed nothing and it continued to be so.
You can’t change a person. You just accept them for who they are and move on. You either move forward with an ideal or accept the truth and work with that.
The weak are docile to dogma, real people think outside the box for true solutions. The world is not perfect and sometimes you need to break free and see past the social norms to improve.
My brother came back to visit. He opened the “paku-paku” book. I got pulled in by a great vacuum. It released all the local spirits. I asked if I ever came back to visit. I ate a giant other worldly pastry; we had a grand banquet with the ghost relatives. The saving grace of losing your mind is in the imagination of such dreams.
The jailer holds you, dictates your fate, controls you in the practice of just living and growth in life. Save me from myself. The chalice of life is built on the structure that you are responsible for your own actions. The right of way has been written, see through the delusions and take hold of your own life.
Lost in my thoughts, forgetting who I am. I don’t even recognize who I was before all this. All is in a sleepy daze and constant feeling of tiredness looms. Is my legitimacy questionable? If I question myself then who is left to stand for who I am? Forgive me for my incompetence and bad choices. I have forgotten who I am and what I stood for. The excitement for learning and improving is lost. I look back and remember the days of growth and seeking truth. You can not satisfy ideals and you can never find perfect truths. There are many and numerous perspectives in life and you can only partially grasp the truth to a degree.