KARMA

KARMA

I was giving serious thought to how I feel about what karma is and if and when it is a as others understand , the culmination of effects for said acts, deeds, frequency boomerangs.

So far deep in my soul I feel that we must at times be Thor. You know the one with the hammer who pounds on things. Well at times we are the KARMA we are the one chosen out of so many to exhort, give and punish the one  who deserves it. To walk away when you have been chosen to be THE KARMA  is seriously wrong. To indulge yourself with excuses as “ well they will get theirs” hey  have you ever thought that that means you? You are the one who is meant to be the karma. Not for a second should you quiver in letting them have it if and when you feel the Thor in your soul. I have felt the Thor in my soul and my hammer has hit hard. To be less do less is a cowardly.

I am reminded at times how a man feels when he walks away from a fight. Do you honestly think he is not kicking the other guys ass in his head and regretting not punching his lights out? He is.There is only Yoda, " Do or do not, there is no try". Spending endless time wondering if only you had is worse to your soul  and self esteem than if you did it ..done . All that regret creates angst. And that angst hammers your soul over and over, you literally punish yourself for the acts of others. Does that make sense? Nope.

Then there is the smug feeling when the one whose done you wrong gets it. Come on ..admit it you feel good they got there's right? The frequency fallen must crawl right? Well sometimes. Seriously there have been unfortunate things happening to seemingly good people. I have seen this over the years and have come to this conclusion: Its all related to your inner outer state, your chit chat, how you speak to yourself and and expect of yourself. When it happens to innocent beings who cannot protect themselves I have yet to find answers so my response is to be THOR, to protect them or myself.

The smirk on my face when others get it is priceless. It looks like the smug smile on Harold from Harold and Maude movie after he finally manages to get a reaction from his narcissistic mother after he tries to commit suicide over and over to get her to care about him as much as himself. What Harold finally did in the movie was to just do what makes him happiest, regardless as to how weird , morbid or gross it appeared to others. this is where he raised his frequency by loving an 80 year old woman who has come to appreciate life. Harold's whole life had been morbid, seeking death. He now finds his love, an 80 year old woman who loves and appreciates life.  Harold's karma: To love and be grateful of his and the life of others ,all living entities, music, plants. See when you stop being concerned at times about teaching a lesson to the other person and just enjoying your life and screw them that is when magic happens too. That is the moment that you free yourself and they , the karma poopie traitor grabs his/her ankles and gets it in the backside elbow first. Yeah now that's a visual to soothe a "done wrong to me song". LOL 

Lets look at the pretend to be nice to those that hurt you thing instaed of letting them have it. All that honey and nice nice  will get you spice and goodies , benefits etc  is a crock. You can “pretend the sugar and nice and spice “, which is what most hypocrites do and cause more harm than good. I would rather be Thor , swift , pound and to the point, no mercy. Only a God can use Thors hammer , and I am that God at times. Just like Jesus who threw them out of the temple this is the me, the justified, they are going to get it and hell no I am not waiting for their karma.. I AM THEIR KARMA.

To psycho roommates like Leann in Arizona,, pretend friends ( they know who they are) , ex boyfriends, ex coworkers who stood for nothing are good for nothing. I say look out  I am back and you will get it. No threat, promise.  

After its all done I have  moments watching lace butterflies soothe my  soul . Amen I have done this. Lace butterflies fluttering in my mind, before  my eyes and calming me the hell down. Oddles of colorful butterflies with lace like wings in beautiful patterns .It is in these reflective moments that maybe all seems right with the world and energy is moving in joyful dancing . I dance my victory. I dance with the butterflies knowing I made no excuses, I was the one, the one and only who could teach them not to cross those boundaries again.