Day 639 Mind consciousness or the presence of living here?

I met a person yesterday that had a profession that I immediately responded to with information I had about a character in a book of the same profession. I reacted to them, as though they had the potential of this character in this story.

Socially, their profession is low down on the scale of good jobs and less ‘ good’ jobs. Yet, as in the story I compared them to, the possibility of having the same openness and character as the character in the story motivated me to speak with them in a calm way.

This morning I woke up, heavy from the day before, and said to myself “ What is love?” The two things coming up in my previous day and myself bringing them forward in the morning of the next day, where I am at present.

When I played the violin, and I learned something new, it would take time, or, it would not. By this I mean, when I understood something, as in how to do something, the change into the new way could be incorporated very very fast. It is like saying that when something is ‘ pure’ and ‘ clean’ within one’s understanding as one's focus, one can find this again, employ the change without effort, and see the effects in movement within using the new understanding/measure. It is like entering a new space, and in that new space, movement is much easier and much faster - this being inside one’s self. Yet, this cannot be only automated, presence must exist, like expanding awareness more than just doing something over and over again.  And, the practice of ' practice' is about becoming aware.

Have I defined ‘ love’ here? Is love that direction that can come with such ease, one wonders why it was not always, all ways used? Would such awareness be what love is?

And, in relation to my reaction/response to a person who had the profession of a character in a story, am I moving as hope, and desire, in tandem with an idea, instead of being love, here? One is moving as knowledge and information, and the other is looking at space and time, here? One hangs onto something and the other looks in more detail, or presence, here? I ask myself. So, I came to the point of asking what is love, and what is being in the present system that functions on knowledge and information and/or moves as what creates an ease of movement that is so strong it cannot be forgotten. Yet using that action outside of the context within where it was noticed, in itself takes an effort! I ask here, is this an example of how stagnant moving as knowledge and information can be, in relation to moving in the present, using one’s common sense?

One is based on idealogical measure, and one is applying an ease that opens up insight to the forms of here as the physical. In word play by the very slow measure an order of words can convey when knowledge and information only, what is here, as in being brought forward becomes something that as limited knowledge, by design, I find, often repeats itself. (Like being in SLOW MOTION!) . Like, if I say this enough it will be real! When it cannot be real as knowledge and information because it is an idea about something! Yet, because of the system of knowledge and information being so huge, being placed before one’s common sense, must I use the game of association to direct me, as this is what this is? Can this giant ' slow mo" be brought back down to the measure of physical reality? And, is this not what our media is doing? No problems ever really solved?!

To stop myself from getting caught in a tail spin as my mind consciousness, I just stopped and asked myself, ‘ What is love?’ Can I breath, become calm, and then what? Is this where I define ‘ love’? Can I turn this word into my crutch to direct me here? lol And here I go into thinking again!

I , at this point, would say that love is always giving directions that allow an ease of movement. An ease of movement means directing one’s self  in ways that are grounded. Not fearing to be here, realizing that I am life information, which would be a form, hence the physical- composed of cells, the building blocks of sound, a stable, constant sound. Nothingness into expression, into form. Where else would such come from?  To move in ways that are grounded, one is aware of the present space, and has little fear, as there is no need for fear, because one is so focused that what is done is seen, and/or retained.  This is being love, having no fear that the greater awareness is a threat to one’s self in any way, as this is what one would want for one’s self. A ‘ greater awareness’ is being present here, substantiating the physical and its expression in ways that do no harm. What if we substantiated all children within this? That would be an amazing thing, as I see it from my limited mind consciousness!  What if we substantiated the physical world, became present as it?  What if we respected this form around us?

This is why life on this earth, for it to exist, the only solution is to give as one would receive, because having all of us move as we would want for ourselves, means giving all the space and time to see directly here, the physical world with ease. Directing as an idea, based on traditional roles, read in a book ( not a bad) ONLY, is heavy and slow, because pictures as the mind, is an after thought built from what is real, as the physical creation that is life expression!

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to direct within motivation, as an idea, based on knowledge and information gathered from a story.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to become an association based on knowledge and information as a mind consciousness system only.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see, realize and understand how I can so easily, through habit, as what I have accepted and allowed to define me as information, polarized into goods and bads, ‘ opportunity and limitation” based on stories in and as my own accepted and allowed mind consciousness system of knowledge and information that I have allowed to become greater than  the life around me as the physical world.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand how I can become lost in my own habit, directing myself as this, as this is what I have practiced, instead of being grounded here, in practical reality, as what works in practice as a physical state, considers the physical, and gives me the ability to move in common sense, where I need not hide, as being here, as a physical being, need not hide, as this is life, here.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to move as love, where love is, as a verb, is similar to live, and living is physical thus, to focus here and direct here, as in being here, as an expression, and thus a verb, an action, so I focus here, to consider all things, to move within the principle of being a living word, which is to be equal to life, and to respect the life around me as I would want to be respected, as this is the principle of equality, to give as I would receive, to do no harm, to take that which is good, to realize what gives a constant directiveness that can withstand the test of time, to build a world that is heaven on earth, here, as we were told, the solution. 

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to move as my imagination, my mind construction based on values, ideas, beliefs and opinions, from knowledge and information that has had but forced application.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not love myself, to reprimand myself , like punishing the points of entity formations as ideas as knowledge and information instead of taking that which is good, and forgiving the overall imagination directions and placing them into actual practical living here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear moving into the small practical details , for fear of explaining myself and for fear of being rejected, as the measure of common sense can move against a mind consciousness knowledge and information without presence in reality as the physical consideration and respect that is life creation in expression, here. 

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to become all a tempo as mind consciousness, instead of all a tempo with the practice of living in the presence of physical reality, here, in a life of volume equal and one with creation here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that moving into the small, as the detail of living and changing from knowledge and information means that something will be lost and failure will happen, when it is that moving into the small, is being present here, as the mind consciousness moves as set bodies of knowledge and information, serving self interest instead of living/loving here, this physical world, this world that is life in expression.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that moving into the small, as in being present here, not using only knowledge and information, cross referencing reality as the physical, will mean that something is lost, an illusion, as what is lost, or reformed is myself in love with life here, being considerate of the physical as life in FORMation.

When and as I find myself moving as idea, opinion and belief, as information in and as my mind, I stop, I breath, I slow myself way down, and I ground myself here, to see directly here, to become an expression of the insight of actual living here, to become love, in thought word and deed here.

When and as I find myself becoming uncertain, and/or, fishing/phishing for information as information only, as ideas, beliefs, opinions , in and as my mind, I stop, I breath, I slow myself way down, to become love, as in respect of physical space and time, which is only HERE, and I speak as that which grounds here, as this is what directs here, as this is what focuses here, and  as such, becomes an association to life, to what loves here, which is to love myself and all that is me, the same, as the physical.

When and as I find pressure within and as me, as a pressure around my torso, around my shoulders, in my solar plexus, in my knees, I stop, I breath, I slow myself down, I forgive the judgements of value based on limited mind consciousness, as a morality that is of survival in fear of being self responsible as life here, that which is the opposite of the weight of fear, that which moves with joy and ease, as I see it here at the moment from my habit of being a mind consciousness, and I forgive, and ground myself here, to begin the practice of being in tempo with life, as respecting the physical world that is life in form, in expression, around me, to begin to align myself to the tempo of life, to become love, to Live Of theVolume of the Expression of the sound of life as the physical world that is me, here. 

When and as I find myself reacting to the measure before me, I stop, I slow way down, I breath, I give as I would receive, I use patience, presence, to sense the form here, the me-lody as a mind consciousness and the grounding that is the physical, to stabilize myself here, in respect of the physical world, and I walk being present here, realizing thinking is the measure of my own constructed, accepted and allowed, mind consciousness that shows the tempo of my own accepted and allowed separation from respecting the life around me as the physical world, here.

When and as I find myself weighted with energy, in comparison, I stop, I breath, I slow myself down, I forgive the mind consciousness belief measure, the inferiority and superiority values as the mind justifications , as the tempo of fear, and I ground myself, taking the time to realize my self accepted separation to life, my habit, practiced through imitation of a morality system of values,  and instead I take that which is good and does no harm, as that which considers all things, as that which respects all life, as this physical world, to practice the gift of life, as the ease of being here, as life in expression as the physical which by nature would what transforms in ways that do no harm, and shares understanding in thought, word and deed, as the measure of here and all that is of that which substantiates form as the physical around me and as me, here.

Day 179 Self validation

Day 179
Self Validation
Every moment I start talking about myself, I am in essence validating myself, as I have to describe, verbally to another what I am, which is in essence not allowing that person to actually see what I am, and instead I am dictating what I am. And most of the time, not wanting anyone else to talk, just so I can get all my words in as what I am wanting to be told. Makes me think of judges on benches. I had jury duty, and the “judge” gave a lecture at the end to the ones who were not placed through the lottery onto the jury, and gave a speech about how import the service was, and how the ones NOT chosen had missed an opportunity. Meanwhile, there were policemen in the room and no one in the crowd was allowed to talk. So the judge was talking about how wonderful is/was system - how successful- and how other countries are coming to America to learn the same model. Yet no one was allowed to speak up for or against this! And then he went on to talk about how wonderful democracy is. Meanwhile, the whole picture and interaction is the opposite of democracy. No one is allowed to talk, to raise their hand and speak, all that is actually physically taking place is a dictation from a bench on high talking about how wonderful this situation is.
I won’t go into the amount of abuse existent on earth at this moment, that is real, the point here is that a judge sitting on a bench TELLING me that this system is wonderful and not allowing any other voice, does not make this system wonderful when in actuality there is enough evidence that it is NOT. But then again, the need for the policement in the room, and the need for silence from anything other than the voice on the pedestal on the bench is a VERY CLEAR indication - of a structure and force of denial and suppression in self interest, that no words saying it is good can deny.
Which reveals that if something needs to say it is good, needs to validate itself as being something, then clearly it is actually an act of taking common sense away and placing/forcing that supposed “good.”
This is no different when I tell a story about myself, instead of directing myself in common sense of what is actually here.
Try becoming silent around people, and they will begin to validate themselves through incessant talking; and then try to change the topic, and -as the program has started -more than likely this will cause an upset, like the interruption of a tv show. And probably, any thing said in response by another person, is really a commercial in preparation as the commercial enterprise of the person responding. lol
In this case, the one who built and controls the judges bench, is the one who gets the their supposed imposed “good” to veil common sense. We are all allowing the validation of a collection of rules and laws that are protection/defense mechanisms that speak of themselves as good, as this must be imposed - so obvious in the NEED to substantiate this supposed “goodness”- because obviously “good” does not exist on this earth, this “good” imposition is touting itself as common sense, but the very need to “tout” belies the act. Common sense is common sense, with investigation and actual “here” seeing what is best is best for ALL. And that “ best for all” more than likely will not a dividend make. So, self validation divides and ends common sense, as it is the screaming of self interested justification. This is the character that must exist in a system of survival, as profit, this is the cry of survival in loss of common sense.
Yes, we are allowing a system that is really destructive and not supportive of life in any way. And it has to stop. The first step, is an equal money system, to organize a structure that supports life, so that we as life, can develop what we are as life in common sense.
I could never understand why my older sister held herself at a distance from myself and my sisters. One day, as a teenager I found a note book of hers. I opened it to a page, because I didn’t know what it was. I read a few lines and shut the book. It was a litany of how much my older sister hated her other sisters. I was not surprised, but seeing the words validated what I had “sensed” from her, yet was not supposed to believe as it was a “bad/negative” thought and that would not make me a proper “lady” so to speak.
I had come to the conclusion, that my sister was really just angry because she had lost her “special” place because my sister’s and I had been born. My older sister was missing her place as the ONLY one, as the one who got all the attention.
Here I am, 50 years old, and I read this in a blog of self forgiveness. Which means, if I have this realization somewhere, that many, many people have had this same common sense realization about the behaviors of people. This means that we all fucking know this. There is no excuse within this, that we don’t look at why this exists and wake up and look at what is here and figure this out and sort this world out. That behavior of my sister was horrible, and pointless and useless, for her and for me, for all of us. How was this what was given? Why was not, my sister as common sense as life, not what was developed?
My youngest sister had a princess status, as she was the last and a single child- I was a twin- until well into her teens. She will talk to no one in the family, and when she does she becomes hysterical, blaming all of us for not knowing how to LOVE her, that we are all to blame for her problems because we do not know how to love ( and yes, I hope she reads this- she has said that if I call her, she will call the police on me….yes).
In a way she is correct, we do not know how to “give as one would like to receive” as we are doing the same thing she is doing, wanting to revalidate our princess status, our feel good “ I am special” tonality as what we first experienced in life as small children. We can understand that we are doing this, but can we realize the beingness of ourselves as this and clean this up? Can we realize how much we have become this, and how separate we are physically from a development of ourselves within common sense? We cannot read this world, this physical world, we have no trust physically of our own common sense of this world. And the dictates surrounding us through media, individual social expression as reverberation of this very same dictate, the educational system etc., are all doing the same. Just as the judge on that bench talking about how this system - ironically composed of corporations that are now legally “individuals” - is wonderful. The media is the voice of corporations wanting to be “special” and good, ignoring the effects of this so obvious in the existential abuse on earth happening all around us every minute. All of this, separate from common sense of what is actually here, and all of it an imposed energetic storm of “feel good” being simply “touted” validation, which as I said above- is separate from common sense, as the need to do this, is the need to do this, and thus not life existing in and as common sense of what is real.
This is so freaking obvious, and thus it is so obvious that we collectively have to stand up and change this system and learn to exist in common sense of life, which we have never done.
My younger sister’s resonant princess status is so thick because it went on for so long, she has one giant fucking carrot in front of this donkey behavior she has no idea how to remove as she knows (knw=ows, okay I wrote this word by supposed mistake - but it is like a “knowledge that creates ows- like a pain!) nothing else as she does not know what she is as a “sound” divided and conquered by a “feel good” energy as this energy as self is the separation from self as life in common sense of life as what she is and we all are.
There is no one to blame in all this, there is only sorting this all out, self forgiving this, and stopping.
I was talking to a neighbor about this, and they understood and agreed and then went on to validate themselves by telling me their story - their memories.
But i am the same, I believe my story and memories are justified. To realize how much I am this very same action, takes some time to acknowledge and then clean up. And that self as that story, really resists its end, it has been going on for so long. It is like the television as mind, does not want to be turned off, all the things said and done through the years must be found out, these cobwebs of the mind, must be removed and realigned piece by piece. We each allowed this, so we each are responsible to clean this up, and anyway, no one else can “get into your closet as your mind” and clean this up. You, Humpty Dumpty, are the only one who can piece yourself back together again. To NOT do this, is to continue what has been allowed, and thus is to continue the abuse existent on earth, as what must be done, is to develop common sense in and as life, here, as what we all are, one and equal, as what supports us, as this is the gift, and stand as life, in common sense as life, here.
This “mind” fairy tale self is like the “f” in the word “fairy”, the “f” being a self bound to a cross ( as quantum mind), where the turn on the top of the “t” in the shape of the “f” is how you exist as a bowed head, in self abdication as life, to the fantasy “airs” as manners in separation from common sense of self as life.
Even our pictographs tell us what we are. The truth is always right in front of us, thus we need no judges on benches telling us what we are, and thus, is the very act of this telling, a signifier of the absence of common sense development.
Even those born in a situation where they were told they were “bad” from the beginning are of this belief, in and as energy, and are just as much in separation from common sense of self as life, as the ones born into a “princess/prince” energetic existence as belief, opinion and idea.
I know so many families that have an “estranged” sibling. It is a pattern that exists within my world, as I am sure it is the same in many many families. And it is the same story told again and again, and yet we are all caught up in our own emotions and feelings, that our relationship is to our own stories/emotions/feelings - that have become so HUGE- we cannot see that this is a pattern, and these emotions, thoughts and feelings are so loud, we do not “know” as what is resonant within us, anything else. And to, as I have said before, to stop this and step outside of this will feel like major resistance because this is what we have become, and this being as what we are, does not want to die- and it is not real, it is a fantasy in the mind.
Would such an existential state make communication flow between people? Is there real communication between people on this earth? Are your relationships equitable and without conflict, misunderstanding?
We know they are not: as least we have this little tiny tiny bit of common sense left. Is death the point where even this little tiny bit of common sense is gone? Is this the point where the fairy tale has consumed all of self so that all self is is this fantasy in separation from common sense of self as life?
It is time to understand self as mind. Join Desteni, listen to the Eqafe self perfection products. Realize that what exists, a profit based system - as what has been allowed- requires money to exist. Realize that suggesting “giving as one would like to receive” within this present accepted and allowed system does not exist. The very structure of this profit based system must change to become a system of equality that realizes the value is life.
And naturally, a profit based system is going to tout beliefs in all ways possible to keep telling it’s story, and it is not going to want to die. Creating religion and suggesting behaviors that are acts that make a “holier than thou” character end up placing that character on the street, or on a cross, into death where no effective change can happen. It is to not bite the hand that rocks the cradle, but to become the hand that rocks the cradle - of life that is earth as the humans, to birth life into and as the cradle in common sense of life, as this is the value.
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Day 111 Love is the admission of fear

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see realize and understand that fear will create a distance

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that fear creates distances between people

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that there is distance between people

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I am distant from another

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not realize that my own feeling of un worth is a belief that I am distant from others

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see realize and understand that when and as I feel unworthy as though I am doing something wrong all that exists is a distance through and as fear with another

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that my own feeling of un-worth is a belief that I cannot reach another because I could not reach my father or my mother, where I did not even try with my mother as she was the one who held the paddle and my father was the one who used the words, who cried with his words

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see realize and understand that when my father would come for apology I would feel absolute disgust and I did not want him to touch me, to hug me, yet after he did this I was glad, I was once again free for a while.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that distance I feel between myself and others is my fear of becoming one and equal with them in and as a fear of rejection from them

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that this distance is a distance of fear

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that when I am in fear I am at a distance from what is real from looking at what is here, from seeing what is here

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see realize and understand that fear takes one on a journey, distancing one from what is actually physically here,

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that those years I was told I needed a man, was a slow progression from myself here, from my common sense into and as starting to look at other men and thinking thatI needed a man, when I would say to myself that I do not.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I need a man

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see realize and understand that the distance is the illusion of the mirage, the mirror age of fear, as the mirror distorts what is real and creates and age, a story a time warp, where time and warp are one and equal, as time warps, the very presentation as the idea of time and warp coupled together actually separates the two in and as our minds where the two are  actually one, as time warps, the subject and the verb joined, as one.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see that the distance from myself creates the sense of unworthiness and thus I am no longer here, my un worth is the diminishment into and as the reflection of an idea and not myself here as life.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to fear.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that to believe in love is to be fear, to separate from myself here into and as a mirror image in and as an idea in separation from what is here, from what is physically here as life, as myself as life in common sense of life here.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that this mirage as a time warp is myself in fear, where I have to move the image of what i fear and myself as though I move two worlds, the world of this physical existence and the bubble of my fear as the story of my fear, as the gloom and doom of my fear, where I am not here in common sense of this physical world, thus my fear is my separation.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see realize and understand that the program that I exist as is to separate myself from myself as life here.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that when I become the image and likeness of what is expected of myself here, in and as the characters we are taught to be, to survive, as these characters are meant to become polished images of what is success within a system of division through economic inequality, the very nature of myself as life is suppressed into and as what will allow myself to survive, and this system of survival is limited by design and does not consider the nature of the expression of men, but instead makes of woman - for example- the belief that being anything other than a barbie doll means little chance of success, where, like in a factory, the pressed out dolls do not always fit and are deformed, or don’t make it to affluent neighborhoods and do not have a chance of being sold etc, and thus are cast away, or sold into conditions where they are not taken care of etc. thus there is only opportunity for the few as this world does not organize and practice what is best for all, what supports all life, and uses an image to distort and create a mirage, a mirror image as memory to age and diminish what is real, in separation from life, where the more we become the image and likeness of what SELLS the greater the distance we are from ourselves.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to feel that I cannot speak through the distance

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to feel that I am at a vast distance from others

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that there is some great distance between me and others, the people around me.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see, realize and understand that this distance is in and as the mind, in separation from life here.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to realize this as I have continually had these moments of sudden vertigo where I was looking down from above as a picture in and as my mind, and then the fear came, the falling, for the last days I have had these images of a great distance coming up and then I would fall.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe there is distance between myself and another

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that in allowing myself to believe that something is unreachable, I am creating a distance, and that this distance is an illusion as everything is right here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to feel that I cannot get others to hear me.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to feel that others, that life is at some great distance form me.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I cannot see life here, as this distance is the measure of belief, opinion and idea in separation from common sense here.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that love is fear, that love is grasping and holding onto something into an effort to not become separated when it is the allowance and acceptance of role play, of the process of polishing one’s self up to survive that creates the distance from life here, from common sense here.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see realize and understand that in physical fact there is not distance between my self and another, but the idea, belief and opinion in which I cloak myself in and as through the judgement of myself in relation to a norm that is the exception to common sense of life as all as one as equal.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that my desire is my drug to fulfill and maintain my separation, as I become accustomed to the distance as I learn to move within the distance and thus am limited in my ability to conceptualize the whole and the life as me, needs outlet as it is not directed, thus do I need an image and likeness - as a fixation- with a tube of “evacuation” attached to release the non use of myself in totality, where this is seen within how the human has created this system on earth, where there is so much waste, as how what is here is used is not considering the totality of the nature of the resource and thus creates waste as a belief that this waste is not usable as this part of what was used is not seen, as the form of what was used is not comprehended in common sense.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to realize, see and understand that my own constrictions are the di-use of myself here in common sense.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to realize there is no distance and thus there is not need to fear.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I am far away from life.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see, realize and understand that I am here where, within this, the illusion is the distance, the fear is the distance, and fear is belief in distance, and saying “I love you” is reinforcing the separation from here, thus, to say “ I love you” is to be in fear, in separation from here.

I commit myself to realizing that the act, in and as a belief, that one must tell another they “love” them is a separation from what is here and thus one and the same as saying I am fear.

I commit myself to realizing that to speak the words “ I love you” is the admission of fear, of separation from life here.

I commit myself to realizing that if I am not one and equal to another than I am in separation from life and thus I am existing within and as fear,

I commit myself to realizing that love is not something that needs to be said, or proved, as if one is one and equal to life here, realizing that life is the value, every act, every deed would be the support of what is best for all, and thus would the very being of self , as life, be the very sound of the word love in and as the expression of self in totality.

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Day 60 I forgive myself for allowing and accepting my self to believe in love.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe in love.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I love someone when this feeling passes and I go on to love someone else.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see realize and understand that love is a feeling and that feelings change, like the wind, they come and they go, and thus, are not constant, so I need to ask my self, “where is the constant?”

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see realize and understand that love is like the bling projected and flashed all over the world by advertisers where, just as the advertising must be constant to keep the bling going, so is love just something that is not a constant as what is real, as it must use resource to keep itself going.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to realize that all that advertising for something that needs constant broadcast, wastes the resources of the earth, trees for paper, coal for electricity, inks from rocks and plants, glass for the bulbs to projects the blingy lights, plastic that uses the raw crude oils from under the earth’s service - where we don’t even know what the taking of these pools of oil from the earth does to this planet, and all for a feeling that is not constant, and thus not real, as what is real is strong, constant, is directed, does not waste, does not abuse, thus what is allowed on this earth is not life, is not what is real, as the number of people starving indicates, as the number of animals not allowed to be the expression of their physical bodies, where we did not create these forms and we, the human, ignore this physical fact and do not respect this physical world.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see that like in the TV series “ V “ where the head alien gives the people the feel good “wave” of “bliss,” so is love this, a feeling that comes and goes and becomes a drug- this “special power” attribute that is not a special power but only a control mechanism- an enslaving device, the creation of a drug addict, where the humans all turn this ability into a god - like quality and make this an IDOL, where making an idol of something separate from self, is self ignoring self as life, and what houses self is a physical body, the tool to become life, the gift, the real gift, thus would a system of control as what capitalism exists as take what is real, what is right in front of each and every one of us, and direct attention away from what is right here, and what is real, the physical.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not realize that in following advertising I am in essence following, being lead by a projected bling and ignoring my self here, in and as my human physical body, that which is real.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to realize that this has been going on for generations, and thus I have known nothing else, so this idea, this idol of this bling of love is all that I know and that it is difficult for me to imagine - as all I have been taught to do is imagine to keep me following bling -  that anything else exists, but if I stop, and I breath, I use that which is real, my human physical body, and I stop and I breath, and I stop and I breath, and I speak self forgiveness for 21 days, andI breath, and I look to the space between breaths I will begin to see the bling of love, the bling of desire to be a feeling that is like a drug.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not realize that the amount of abuse that exists on this earth means that something is  not working on this earth, that something is out of whack with this earth, and that following the desteni process of using breath and self forgiveness and corrective application will begin to stop the bling imagination that I have accepted and allowed as what is real, where I can begin to equalize myself with this physical world and become what is constant which is life, here.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to realize that when I cry at the supposed loss of a lover, what i am really crying for is myself, this that is what I have always wanted, but there has been nothing here since the day I was born to direct me within self development as life, as a profit based system is only interested in control and uses the making and projecting of false idols in the form of feelings as love to blind me as self from myself, and since I do not have the vocabulary and the means to know what I am longing for I place this longing onto false - as all that is presented- idols for the few who profit to maintain control, thus when I cry, I am crying for my self, as what I really desire is myself as life, one and equal, as all as one as equal, as life, here.

                                                                        Give as you would like to receive 

I commit myself to realizing that I am valued.

I commit myself to seeing and understanding that I am life, and thus as life I am one and equal to all that is on this earth, that is life manifest as the physical.

I commit myself to realizing that the physical world is life, that it is being here in/on/with this  physical world is what is real, as the false idol of love - a control mechanism - cannot exist without the physical, uses the physical for its broadcast and thus what is real is that which the false idol stands upon.

I commit myself to standing one and equal to this physical world, to my human physical body, and to clean up this false idol plastered all over this earth so that the children to come can stand as themselves and never ever have to cry as I have in an unknown longing for themselves as life, thus do I commit myself to supporting and Equal Money System, where life can begin, where if this were to be implemented it would not take to long to begin to clean up this world, to open the cages of the confined animals, so that they may walk in the sun and feel this physical world, as this is what is real.

I commit myself to self forgiveness, writing, and self corrective application to expose the false god as idol of love, this false idol that protects the few who use this to control the resources of this earth, they themselves living a life of being a control mechanism and thus they themselves never having lived life, they who are not learning to become one and equal to this physical world, evident that they die of disease, an aging human physical body and thus have never lived.

I commit myself to breath, to really listening to people, to the words of people, to hear within the words of people, and the cries of the animals that all that is here, confined, enslaved to the false idol/bliss of love, are in fact looking for themselves as life, here, to become one and equal to what is real, this physical world.

Equal Money System

It is only me