The antidote,real emotion attuned

Children and teenagers that where abuse, neglected, sexually harassed used their sexuality to self regulate them self and re-abuse themselves. They are caught in the network of their brain that was shaped by the abuse. If you Grab a glass when it is being formed you alter it shape for the rest of its existence. As adults they perpetrate and become victims of one another, re abusing one another and satisfying one another while undoing one another. A strange trap. Just like the smell of a cigarette reminds some of good memories of their childhood, A safe place but the sake place is really toxic, many have learn to eat from a poisonous vine, when in fact there are many fines and routes roots that are not poisonous. Drugs and alcohol are another one of these poisonous roots The antidote,real emotion attuned, some one who really loves you, underhand you and you them self. They are able and willing to get to know your depths, see all sides of you. Real self encounters, resisting and not relating and using one another in roles as objects. If you ignorant or in denial this will offend you

The more she expressed her self,

She would say, How much she missed him, how great he was and would have been as a man. I told him to stay inside, do not go out side. I asked him, what do you want me to pick up for you while I am out, he said ice-cream, what does that tell you where he is at. I seen the hurt in her, the depths of her despair, the boundlessness of her love. I said innocence. Yes innocence, he was still a child. Even though he was seventeen years old he was still an innocent child inside. Than I come back to see the road blocked and I new something was wrong, I could feel it. Just new, my heart sank. Than later I had to deal with doctors and nurses treating him like an object at the hospital while he was in the coma. Pulling the plug, no concern for my feelings, how he meant everything to me. After such, my heart, my soul was shattered. Later I would meet someone else, this other lady at places she knew. She would speak about the sufferings she experience, felt as a child. The abuse she experience as a teenager and young lady. The lingering devastation of the abuse she experienced in her last relationship. The more she expressed her self, the more she feels, the more I am able to be connected to her, I always wanted to be there for her, am for a while I was. but later not knowing how to find the places where she was at or the many misunderstandings and frustrations of the day of a dyslexic and my pride, my ego would flare up, and I was not me, but pain instead, not being there for her but venting my pain. Copyright © 2015 Anthony Cavuoti All Rights Reserved

Black lives matter.

Black lives matter. She would say, How much she missed him, how great he was and would have been as a man. I told him to stay inside, do not go out side. I asked him, what do you want me to pick up for you while I am out, he said ice-cream, what does that tell you where he is at. I seen the hurt in her, the depths of her despair, the boundlessness of her love. I said innocence. Yes innocence, he was still a child. Even though he was seventeen years old he was still an innocent child inside. Than I come back to see the road blocked and I new something was wrong, I could feel it. Just new, my heart sank. Than later I had to deal with doctors and nurses treating him like a object at the hospital while he was in the coma. Pulling the plug, no concern for my feelings, how he meant everything to me. Copyright © 2015 Anthony Cavuoti All Rights Reserved

I wanted you with love

I wanted you with love You are much much more than ecstasy and pleasure.

I don't care what they say about what goes down in the zebra

Dyslexics might misunderstand things, but in doing so we really perceive things. I don't care what they say about what goes down in the zebra I don't care what you do You are perfect just as you

Stronger

Yes stronger, and stronger Stronger every day Longer A little longer You know this feeling just will stay. Stronger and stronger, Stronger is my way Stronger and stronger nothings in my way stronger and stronger I lost the silly way. stronger and stronger new horizons of the day.

Outter events are only suggestive not reflective.

The world does not reflect us We have an inner sun that is always shining from within. Love yourself no matter what! Copyright © 2015 Anthony Cavuoti All Rights Reserved

She is from the future and from the pass, she is the parentheses of sanity in our insane time.

Her future self, her soul would from time to time chime in, speak to me through what ever distortions or frustrations she had with me or with herself. She is an advance soul, a more polished being masquerading as a stormy lady, as a broken toy, but she is a very Wise, powerful and lovely female shaman. The full power of her spirit I did not see until it was too late. She is from the future and from the pass, she is the parentheses of sanity in our insane times. She's unconscious of this most of the time in a pedestrian trance but she is so advance so, so very advance. She inspired me, she came to me,, woken me, she healed me, she taught me, seduce me, strengthen me, reflected me, amplified me, broke me, made me, she warned me, she guided me perfectly when I needed her and in a preternatural flow and rhythm of a Goddess that forgot she is a goddess. But her songs, her soul comes through the faultlines of her human vulnerabilities, fallibilities.

technology should serve man, instead man is now serving technology

Know this, man first bit from the tree of knowledge rather than the tree of love. We are doing the same thing now with technology, with these computers. could well do better without our addiction to technology. When are technology , outstrips are Humanity, yes. Think of how far our you consciousness and humanity could go if we really live from the heart. technology should serve man, instead man is now serving technology

We are all here to reveal this human potential to one another in our own unique way, through others and our own very frustrating limitations and destructive false perceptions.

We are all here to reveal this human potential to one another in our own unique way, through others and our own very frustrating limitations and destructive false perceptions.

The status quo of the system wants to keep you a worm, a grateful one and for it to be your wings. It does this by having you believe your chrysalis process is a pathology or an act of deviance.

The status quo of the system wants to keep you a worm, a grateful one and for it to be your wings. It does this by having you believe your chrysalis process is a pathology or an act of deviance. The goal if the antichrist is to kill the messiah before he is born. (What could Herod do with a surveillance state.) Or stop the savior from recognizing that he is the messiah. Keep the buddha permanently behind his father’s walls until it's too late. We are unknowingly worshiping and creating the anti Christ every time we are on in some cyber space. I fully understand the irony of this post.

There is more to us than we know.

There is more to us than we know. Most of the time we unconsciously identify with our ego and our perceived social status, when in fact we are co-creators with our generation, with the processes of evolution, with the expanding universe, with all sides of itself seemingly distancing apart when in fact the further they move apart physically on one level the more they are really becoming more integrated, harmonizing and synergizing as well as vivifying in ways that we can not yet perceive and imagine. We are coterminous and co creators with creation; this is a fact that can never be changed. All of us are the very core of creation itself always expanding out with one another in greater, deeper and wider ranges of harmony, sophistication, and imaginings. Our desires lead the way for us to keep coming to one another in unexpecting ways through enthralling encounters, more passionate enriched lives with one another over and over. We have falsely identified with the artificial dirt around us, thinking this is being grounded and normal instead of in our very being, soul, which has been and will always be the very core of all creation itself. Copyright © 2015 Anthony Cavuoti All Rights Reserved

There are many cross currents in us, so many.

There are many cross currents in us, so many. What we identify with as our self is a ephemeral social construct that has no lasting substance, unless you give it a purpose to your depths, and is a source of real life, which is a force greater than biological life, it creates the conditions of greater more fulfilling imaginings of life. There is taboo about identifying with your depths, of knowing your self and those that you are most profoundly connected to. Copyright © 2015 Anthony Cavuoti All Rights Reserved

Take root in your soul, not in others issues.

Take root in your soul, not in others issues.

She'll be safer that way, right!

Let's get Mary Magdalene to put a restraining order on him. She'll be safer that way, right!

Hide go seek.

We still play hide go seek. As adults this is nothing unique. But don't hide from yourself. Don't be so lost and can't be found. Don't take refuge In the games you play. For you just pushing your truth away You're losing time and that is the real. Copyright © 2015 Anthony Cavuoti All Rights Reserved

All of my writing is art, not Chronicles.

All of my writing is art, not Chronicles. It takes one to be sensitive to the ambiguities of life. It takes intelligence and reflection to be able to absorb my writings as well as a living rich inner life. For those of you that do, Thank you for being you.

She is Beautiful, lovely and far beyond the norm

She is Beautiful, lovely and far beyond the norm That is why she's storm. She's able to really see my soul. Will Always cherish her She's truly all of her sides She is a bumpy but Beautiful ride. Take you to your very core. Destroy you and you will ask for more. For you are more real for having been with her! In a past life I killed the killers, the treacherous in the Civil War She was a native Canadian Blackfoot woman who was subjected to being Chattle. such residence from our past, Residence distort as they amplify. That is why she so real even as she tells her lies. With her the strength and mystery of my soul and passion are reify Copyright © 2015 Anthony Cavuoti All Rights Reserved

The surveillance of your killer and her Killers does not go away.

I faced some of my deepest fears. I cried my most salty tears. I collapsed right into my core. Take your soul over a buck. Take your heart over a fuck. You could gamble with them in how you play, but never never forget your innermost promise to yourself or loose your way. Judas Rome Caesar and Christ. Kennedy was shot more than twice. The surveillance of your killer and her Killers does not go away. Some will really love you, bring you to your self even though they betray you as they betrayed them self.