It’s a difficult thing to let go–because it makes things so simple and pure.  Humans have a hard time with simplicity.  We seek to make things more complicated.  We seek to make things difficult.  We seek to make the world fit our own agendas–not realizing that not only are our own agendas often the wrong agendas, but they are inconsequential.  The world keeps turning in spite of our own agendas. 

Take, for example, the issue of global warming.  As humans, we are full of ego.  We sincerely believe that the fate of the world rests on which cars we drive, what food we eat, what we put into the air we breathe.  What we don’t realize is that while the decisions we make in these areas may serve to destroy us, we will not destroy the earth.  The earth controls us–we do not control the earth.  When we are bad to the earth, the earth punishes us.  At times, the earth punishes us for no reason–with tornados, blizzards, earthquakes, tsunamis, etc.  If we step over the line too far, the earth rejects us entirely, and the entire human race will go extinct–and yet the earth will keep turning.  Despite our egos telling us that we have the power to save the earth, to hurt the earth, to change the earth–in reality we have no power over the earth at all.  In reality the earth holds all of the cards–it can reject us, it can take care of us, or it can simply be indifferent to us.  It’s all ego to think that our agendas, our decisions, will affect anything at all.  Whether we realize we are not in control or not, we are not in control–so you may as well accept it.  On an even larger scale, no matter if the earth keeps turning or not, our galaxy is on a collision course with the andromeda galaxy.  The earth has no control over the matter.  The only difference is the earth has no ego about such an occurence.  The earth does not believe it can stop the harsh fate that awaits it.  The earth simply is, and when that collision happens, the earth will simply let it.  And from other galaxies, if you looked on through a telescope at the explosion happening in the sky, it would look beautiful.

And so, my egotistical little pets, when you are under my control, don’t fight it.  You can try–you can beg, you can plead, you can demand that I let you cum, that I release your cocks from frustration, that I accomodate your agenda–but as far as you’re concerned, I am the universe itself.  I am indifferent to your pleas, and if your agenda is met, it is merely coincidental.  I control you–and whatever swift maneuvers you believe you are performing, whatever manipulation you think you are administering, it is fruitless.  And if you simply let go–if you simply accept that you are not in control, if you let whatever pleasure or pain comes your way simply live in you, if you accept that you cannot change your fate, the result will be ecstatic–as beautiful as the collision of galaxies throughout the indifferent universe.

Cruel to be kind,

Empress Whitney

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