The Northern 📍

  Why Do We Allow Ourselves To Be Ruled?      Why do we simply sit back, and allow foreign powers, to dictate our way of life? Why is it that we, the strongest nation and strongest people in the world, allow parasites to enter our system, and eventually run the show? How is it that a group of humans, which conquered the world, have been reduced to nothing more than slaves?      History will not be kind to us. When our children, and theirs after, look back upon our story- they will be ashamed. Ashamed, of the weakness we have displayed. Ashamed, that we simply sat back and allowed ourselves to become reduced to nothingness. Disgusted, that we sat here, aware of the situation, and yet did nothing to even push back.      The greatest issue with history, is that you always spend your time looking backwards. We focus so much on what has happened, that we take our eyes off of the road before us. We spend all our time and energy, attempting to ...

  Ghosts      I continue to be haunted by ghosts from a life I once knew. A life, which hardly can be recognized by the world in which I currently reside within. Individuals from a past, that no longer recognize me. A world, which continues to send its messengers to haunt me, even to this day.      I often wish I could understand the purpose of these visits. To grasp what it is I need to take away, from each encounter. Is there something left over from a previous life, that I’ve yet to handle? Or are these visits meant for me to take action, and create a bridge between then and now? Am I meant to move forward and chase these visitors? Or are they simply here to haunt me, plunging me further and further into the depths of chaos?        The knowledge of another world continues to slip through my hands. Having spent a lifetime, building up something, and coming so close to reaching it- only to have it slip right through my hands. The c...

  What Price Would You Accept?      Everybody has a price they’re willing to accept, for the thing they wish to never sell. And yet, only the strong-willed chose to never sell it. Not because they don’t have a price. Not because they can’t find a buyer. But because they chose to hold on to their gift above all else.      We are at war. A war of finance. A war, where the top of the pyramid is doing everything in its power to scoop up and buy everything from the bottom. The attempt to steal the very ground from underneath us. But worst of all? They are attempting to quantify everything here in this world. The attempt to create a system of numbers, where everything and everyone is worth only as much as they determine. The quickest way to contain something, is to define it .      Again. The quickest way to contain something, is to define it. By defining how much everything is worth, and creating a world controlled by numbers, you are confini...

  One Must Accept A Terrible Reality.      At some point in every man’s life, they must embrace the truth. They must be willing to accept a truth, that deep down, they’ve always known. A dark, twisted reality, which weak men have spent their lives trying to run from. The harsh world, where nature consumes the weak.      Creating a world where one wishes to live in, is nothing more than a fantasy. An idea. A false reality, meant to steer those who hold true power, away from their potential. The false idea, that one man can change the world, and create something more harmonious than what they’ve seen.      Nature does not forgive the weak. Nature does not spare those, who dream. Nature is a dark, heavy and dangerous force, sent to devour all those who do not fight. Everywhere one looks- from the birds, to the flowers, to every human being- nature consumes what it pleases. There is no negotiating with nature. There is no praying for peace. ...

If you know, what it means, to find your dreams come true.        I honestly do wonder, every single day. Every single waking second. From first light, peering into my half-shut eyelids. To the old familiar darkness of the long nights ahead. The never-ending decay of society and time around us, as the chaos continues to dance into the end.        I do wonder, if you know what it means to find your dreams come true. Because as of right here, as of right now- I do not.        I know now what it is that my dreams are chasing. I do not know what it is that my soul yearns for. As I sit in bed, starring into the ceiling, lost in the void. Shouting into the abyss, with nobody else around to hear me scream. Fighting violently against all the rage within me, trying my best to keep it together for just one more night. I do not know what it is that my dreams are trying to achieve through me. And at this point, I’m getting afraid that...

  Beauty in the Struggle.      I started watching Lord of the Rings again. Honestly, one of the greatest pieces of fiction ever written. The passion for detail, as the very story itself comes to life, is second to none. The constant focus on the history of the races, with their complex battles and challenges faced throughout the ages, is extraordinary. The understanding of a complex chess board, with moving pieces from every angle, help paint an utter masterpiece. Something which we no longer see the likes of today.      I couldn’t help but wonder, why was it that the author was capable of understanding such complex ideas in their head? How was it, that one writer, could envision such a mass migration of parts and cultures, forming a conflict so great that it was documented and watched until this day? The accomplishment is one which should not be taken lightly, at all.      When deep-diving into J.R.R. Tolkien, and the challenges he face...