Siren Call

When you wake up you feel that pitiful sense of doom don’t you? The wind is screaming through your window. The sirens are calling your name.

The constant feeling that something isn’t right. You look out the window because you’re trying to find something. You hop out of bed sluggish.

Slowly making your way to the restroom to relieve yourself. You don’t brush your teeth. You enter the living room of your abode and turn on the TV.

No fuck that. You turn it back off. The sirens are calling, you hear them whispering your name.

You look outside again. Nothing. You want to scream in anger but don’t know why.

You lost your path. You are waiting for someone to come save you. They never come.

Your blood boils, you run outside and try to feel something. The wind, the whispers and the void start pulling you back in. Take a cig out.

Smoke, release and breathe. Nicotine in the bloodstream, you feel at ease. You got thirty mins left to get ready and drive to work.

You get ready fast. Rush out the door, you’re tired of being late. You try so hard, life is barely holding on.

You’ve seen better days. The sun, the beach the girl. You fucked up and let her go.

You sunk into an abyss of letting yourself go in the process. On your way to work all you can think about is that damn video game. You are afraid of success and it shows by the way you hold yourself.

Boom traffic. You showed up ten mins late to work again. Your coworkers don’t give a fuck about you.

Your bosses have no respect for you. They laugh at you. You hear the whispers calling your name.

Your future self is sending you an insight, you ignore it. You have to make a choice. Live in this hell for the rest of your life or do something about it.

Keep smoking that devil’s lettuce, it’s really helping. You see orbs of light in your peripherals. What is that you ask yourself?

Someone at work pissed you off. You ask yourself “What am I doing this all for anyways?”. You hear laughing in the background, you’ve had enough.

You walk out. You never look back. This guy had enough.

It was time he finally listened to his intuition. His future wife was calling his name. She sent him divine messages and he decided to listen.

This man walked out of that job and never looked back. He spent every waking moment figuring out how to work for himself. The reason why?

He had to find his one. His destiny was calling. His lover and one and only.

Tired of this bullshit, he stopped smoking weed and opened his eyes to a new reality. When he got home he smashed his video game system to pieces. Enraged he hopped online and figured out he could make money.

He followed his intuition. He took his life in his own hands. Only six days until rent, he found a way.

No savings, he reconnected with his people. He tried doing things on and off for years. It finally clicked he had to sacrifice everything to get his way.

Married. A wonderful family. He brings in cash daily.

He finally figured out his reason why, this allowed him to break the shackles that chained him. Most people never figure it out. Most will die a miserable death.

A life with no pain is not one worth living. You need the pain, to enjoy the good times. The contrast principle.

Much better to put yourself in pain through hard work, determination and sheer will than to give your energy to a shit company. With the internet this reality is true for anyone. Follow your path.

Once you hear that siren call, it’s go time. A sense of urgency will rise in your DNA. The reason you do anything must be related to your why, constantly ask yourself “Why am I doing this?”.

Eventually you will find the answer and can move to the next realm.