A New Lease (and outlook) On Life Versus Existence, Plus Apologies

Hello again dear readers. I feel it more than necessary to apologize and explain my extended absence from this blog over the last months. I moved from Virginia to Florida back in October of 2014. It was a difficult transition due to the variance of living conditions I had yet to experience in life. This was actually a really positive thing for me. It gave me renewed hope in my own capabilities and the power to overcome my limitations in life. I have never experienced what might be considered as a "plush" life. A comfy bed and pleasant positive surroundings isn't something I am used to. It's a modest home, but ripe with the things that make a home a home. For that, I feel blessed in more ways I can begin to count. My previous life is complete. I have found the closure that I asked the universe for in my own way for the first 35 years of my life. I have finally taken the first steps as a completely new man. Excitement can't come close to describing how I feel about it all. I am both humbled empowered by it all. The fact readers like yourselves choose to send warm wishes my way and voices of confidence in my direction has thawed what was once a statue of fear. For that, I am eternally grateful.

Living with bi-polar and schizo-affective is not easy. I do not want nor seek any form of sympathy or expect anyone to understand what it means to have these conditions. Perhaps in time the world will understand it for the unique and potentially liberating feeling it can bring. The books I am working on will put things in perspective for anyone who chooses to read them.

Writing an autobiography at the age of 36 is something few believe to have any significance. But, when it is complete and people begin spreading word; it is certain to shake the foundations of understanding not only about mental illness, but about the world we all live in. It is well known that people often shun and ridicule, even ostracize those they do not understand. It is because they fear what they do not understand. Reflection of their own fears and programming is the norm and not the exception unfortunately.

Not only have I undergone an entire rebuilding of my entire being, but I have had incessant epiphanies leading me to entirely new conclusions about the truth that binds our world together. It is in many ways the same truth which separates us. The truth of all truths is a like a dance. A language of the most exquisite nature.

Earth is at the threshold of true evolution. Delicate it may be. But, the momentum has built to unstoppable proportions. This is a very positive thing which will set apart the inequities across the globe. Not to be feared. But embraced. I know in my heart of hearts that what is about to happen is a rebirth of the most purest form of love there is. The love of true oneness with ourselves.

Will there be death? Destruction? Chaos? In a word. Yes. But in the grand scheme of things, pale in comparison to what could have been. The best thing to do is fully and completely open our minds to find our truth. What motivates our most inner fears? What teems from our most highest inner desire? What does our inner spirit say to us at the most important times? What does all the symbolism and divine language keep trying to remind us of? For me, the questions only pulled me in deeper to the mysteries once trapped inside the puzzle box of existence. But, that is how I was built. It is what the stars had in store for me when I was born. Everyone is unique and separate in their own journeys. Yet at the same time, all of existence is tied to the very same point of origin. It is our own expression of the search for truth that both destroys us and unites us.

I am here to argue that the struggle is coming to an end. No matter who you are, what you believe in, or where you live; the truth will either crush you or free you. The choice is yours and yours alone. There is no one answer as to how to arrive to your conclusion. Nobody can hand you the solution to your own puzzle. No matter how much influence they have or implied control they surround you with. The freest place anyone can live is in their own mind. There are no limitations there except the ones you impose on it. As much as they want to; the governments can not control your thoughts and own your very spirit. Only your voluntary surrender can do that for them. Guns, tanks and the laws of men control what you allow them to. How the "end" plays out is ultimately up to you.

If you want to believe the military is going to kick down your door and plug rounds in you and your loved ones unless you take a microchip, then you may get what you ask for. If you believe a giant group of planets and comets will sweep past us and end all life then you get that as well. The answers have been plastered everywhere for us to see. It is simply that the truth is stranger than fiction. Fiction is what you define it as. We have never lost the power to shape our world. We only forgot that we had it to begin with. The truth can be simple if you allow it to be.

Our eyes deceive us more than we know. Our minds are our real eyes. They can either be the most beautiful and serene bastion of glory or the epitome of our most twisted nightmares. We are truly the masters of our own domains. When the world as a whole realizes this then the collective will of all humans will create the heaven we all dream of as one.

The language of existence is being written every second of each passing day. The will of love and unity and peace is leagues and bounds more powerful than the facade of dying old men who are desperately grasping at shorter straws to try and scare us back into a manufactured open air global prison. When we allow ourselves to forget the manufactured divide and conquer strategies of our governments and truly unite then the answers will instantly expose themselves.

Indeed the elites worst nightmares will come to fruition. Hanging from lamp posts would be a blessing compared to other possibilities that permeate their own minds that haunt them each night. More and more the end torments them. They want a bloody ending. A quick death is far more than they deserve. Rotting in the most deplorable prison for as long as medically possible would serve their demise far better in my own opinion. A swift death would free them from their own worst hell. Take away the devil's devices and he is left with nothing but his own truth. The creeping feeling that karma has broken through their formerly impenetrable defenses.

What they have wrought is a toll that is unpayable. Impossible to recompense. They are more than aware of this and have been trying every despicable trick in their decaying book to avoid this. It has failed. The only tricks left will (quite sparingly) delay their own demise. The trap has been set. They have no choice but to take the bait. Either that or voluntarily do their best to relinquish all their ill-gotten wealth and assets. Plus admit all the facts of the misdeeds of all their bloodlines throughout the ages. The only choice left for the good guys (believe it or not, they are legion) to make is whether or not to take it all forcibly or continue trying to reason with the corrupt, incestuous sycophants.

I only bring my readers my own truth. It is there for one of two purposes. You can either take from it in a positive way or a negative way. I only hope that you make the choice that guides you to conclusions which free you via a method of your making. We all walk our own paths. But, it doesn't mean that we can't take our cues from time to time from others' paths which we cross during that walk. I don't want anyone who reads my work to "swallow it hook, line, and sinker." I simply want people to open their minds and hearts to a few things that could lead them to their own version of peace.

I have so much to share with you all. Some of it will come through this blog. But the bulk of it all will arrive in the next few years in book and video form. I am my own worst critic and will never stop trying to grow. I refuse to release any book or video until it is my own version of perfect. Hopefully you all can appreciate that as I appreciate your audience with me. Namaste.

By Christopher Storm