Imparting The Secret Part Two: Introducing The Law Of Attraction

I have discovered the Secret Of The World And It is imperative that each of you gets this knowledge... 

Introduction

As above, 

So below, 

As within, so without

~The Emerald Tablet circa 3000 BC

The Secret has long been used by the great scientists, the great artists in their favor...Sometimes knowingly but most of the time unknowingly...The secret had been shrouded by the dusts of time...For most of the ones who knew it did not want to part with it...Because they wanted to be the ones who wielded ultimate power...Years later Rhonda Byrne, In her book The Secret has finally revealed it after years of arduous and fervent effort...She wanted the secret to be revealed to each and everyone and I have been most fortunate to read her book...And I want to impart this knowledge to you...
I will go slowly...starting from the smallest part and moving on to the bigger and larger parts of the secret... For the ones who are still skeptical...The great scientist Albert Einstein also knew a part of the secret. This shows itself when he remarked once whether this was a loving universe...

Introducing The Law Of Attraction

According to the law of attraction, everything you think and feel is attracted towards you...The only catch to the law is that for every moment you need to really want what you feel...It is constant like the Law Of Gravity...For example, the law of gravity doesn't forget to act and that we don't go around floating in the air as astronauts...
The knowledge of the Law Of Attraction enables you to:

• To choose what you want in your life...It’s almost like choosing from a catalogue...The moment you ask for something know that you will get it...Don't have any doubts... 
• It boosts you're confidence and you can always bask in the lighter side of life and feel empowered...
•  When faced with something bad you would be able to figure out that your strength of desire and fervor is not strong enough...

I strongly recommend that each of you apply this in your life...Know that however small or big your want is you will be able to get it...I am testimony to the fact...I've applied the Secret in my life and have prospered within a very short time

Imparting The Secret

I hold in my heart the knowledge from a book...I have in my knowledge ultimate magic...I hold in my hand the key to your ultimate genie...I have knowledge by which all of us can acquire whatever we want in life...Be it big or small...So, my golden and beautiful ones...Do you want me to impart this secret? This little piece of treasure which would change your life completely?Do you want me to impart to you the secret of life?

Worthiness

So now you’re stuck home crying over something that someone said. They tried to dub you a liar and judged your intense pain as false. Called you a lot of things. Tried to prove that you’re made of stone and have no feelings for others. They intensified your pain by increasing the intensity of arguments and accusations. It’s almost as if they wanted to prove you or your feelings never ever existed.

Most of us artists have felt this way, many a time. Don’t deny this, I know it’s true. I’ve faced this millions of times. Back in ninth grade, tenth grade and now again in twelfth grade. What I always say is that diamonds are rare, you find coal everywhere. Each of us in this community is adamantine. We are better than most of the world put together. We see things as they are, we speak our mind  and we are not of the  herd. We are our own people. We respect each other and do not deny each other their pain. We are the world’s healers, magicians. We heal through art. We capture thoughts, we create magic with our craft. We comfort with our craft. Being one with Art we know that the easel, desk, pen, charcoal, paintbrush, colors and our beautiful hands mean more than anything in the world. We are on a higher plane of consciousness where we solely live for the truth alone. We preserve human states of mind, emotions through our craft. We celebrate everything that is human. Our skills, our emotions. Our passion. We live art. We breathe art.

Regressing I see myself crying, scratching my face in frustration, cutting my wrist. No one picked me up, no one cared about me but I have survived through that. That pain was real. There is no two ways about it and now if anyone were to tell me it wasn’t real I will not believe them. I have learnt through experience to never share my pain with non-artists they just don’t understand. I am much much stronger than most women now. I am strong I know how to control my emotions and feelings. I have learnt how to be one with myself and know that I am the greatest friend of all to myself.  I have realized through my experiences that everyone is worthy. Everyone is of use to the world. And I believe in artists more so because we are the finest. Skilled and notice and care for the life around us. We may be the most slandered guild. We may be the most hated by the ordinary but we are the diamonds in this dust of coals. We love, are affectionate and do not slander. We don’t like someone or something we tell it right to their face. We’re not diplomatic two faces. We’re not slanderers we talk right to the face and never to the back.

Remember my dear deviants people will try to slander us. put us down. They will counteract every word of ours. Try to make us bleed and make us think that we are worthless. The world will ever strive to break us. Know that we are diamonds in this dust of coals. Know that we’re not earthly mortals, we’re not earthly ordinary laymen. We belong to the artistic guild, we’re on the highest plane of consciousness. Don’t let them pluck the wings of children of the sky. We are worth more than our weight in diamonds. I laugh at my foolishness of years ago when I thought I was lower than the meanest of worms. I know that the world tries to break me because of my worth. Because I’m a golden child. A child of the free sky.  A diamond set in platinum.          

Vestrum Crimen

Twelve cuts,
With the thirteenth my life will ebb,
As my blood leaves my wrists,
your name comes to light as the cause...

Alone

My hands are outstretched in front of me. I put both my hands on the smooth cold glass. They’ve locked me inside again. I pull my teddy bear close to me for comfort. The nights feel so cold in an empty house. They say they love me but they're never there to comfort me during the night, the dark an cold...They leave me all alone with my fears... 

Its A Colorful World...

Breaking bondage To Freedom

She is chained...the sharp steel chain stark against the snow white of her feathers...She's chained to the ground...chained to the earth...kept away from her home, the azure sky...She screams indignation...at this insult to a child of the sky...She screams in frustration and fury...Rage seizes her limbs and she starts to flap her wings...Her wrist is bound to the ground in chains...She flies up towards the sky with fervor...her wings splayed...beating to the rhythm of her heart...She flies...Till she reaches the limit of the chain...as the chain struggles against her fervor to break free...her wrist chafes and starts to bleed...Droplets of blood curve around her forearm...She starts beating her wings with all her might...With a final thrust from her wings...she wrenches herself free...Finally the child of the sky is one with her home again... 

Mood Swings

My mind flashes crimson, jade, amber, ebony...Even white when feathers flutter through...solace...
I sigh again...I'm back home after The War...Yet it continues to haunt me...

As I Bleed

My heart lay suspended in mid-air above me.Bound by strange icy shackles.She could only watch,only watch as I lay bleeding. She wanted to help but cold frigid pain held her back.She screamed for me to stay but the harm was done.I had cut myself.And all she could do was watch...only watch as I bled...


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Solace Of my Heart

One step backwards...Two steps...Three steps...Tears glisten in my eyes as I see his face recede... I'm moving away from my the light in my life...How will I survive without him?...I turn around after his face disappears...I give way to unabashed weeping, I'm so alone...so so alone...The darkness and the coldness hits me right away...I drop to my knees in pain...My being wrecked with pain...Before long, I felt a gentle touch caress my soul...I looked up through my veil of tears...I saw my heart garbed in front of me...Without saying a word, a loving smile on her lips she embraces me...