Remaining grounded even with the politician of the mind Day 728

The ending point is the the staring point.

The power within staying the course.

I had a confrontation with a group I help run. I had explained to another person within whom I share management with this group to keep things simple, meaning, one remained within a schedule, or else the doors of special interest would open.

Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, the doors were opened. Within the coming schedule that organized the group, one could pick and choose which day one did the tasks the group shared  whereas before the schedule moved in a sequence where the individual was responsible to change their date if necessary- and the schedule was placed so far in advance that it gave time to order one’s life around one’s date.  Naturally, in creating a schedule of choice,  the unwanted days, which were holidays, were the last slots to be filled. When I opened this up, because some people were too busy to go in and choose a date, the response was that they had had a lot of fun doing that unwanted day. I had then said, that this was the reason the schedule moved as it did, because it eliminated causing those who did not have the time to fill in the blanks ending up with the days that were holidays and distributing these unwanted days through years- so everyone had a turn on a holiday with time to plan well before the dates. Answering to this with a positive spin on the consequence did not change the fact that all that was left were the holidays, which cancelled out the justification. To this there was a reaction, an indirect action. It was as though, calling positivity out by name caused the flood gates of spite to open, and every so-called ‘ mistake I had made in the past in relation to the group was called out. A distraction from the real issue at hand. It also turned out that the person who had changed the format, complained that scheduling was taking too much time, which, in answering to everyone’s need, instead of simply placing a sequence consistently into a schedule, well before hand,  handing change to the individual, would have kept the act simple, which had been explained from the beginning. 

The formula for such complaint is a math. It happens again and again. Nothing to take personally. Usually, there is some statement of fact, about an action, and then some inflammatory language.  Overall, this additional ‘ math’ incident and then defamatory values as judgements attached, that have nothing to do with the issue at hand I have gotten so caught up in that I become the game of seeing only the distraction and forget my starting point. My answer only brought silence, unless I had retaliated, which I did not, because to react to this kind of inflammatory language only feeds the reaction/fire. The real issue was the original point; bringing in other things only caused a bigger pool of dissonance. It is how walls are built around an issue that is resisted.

Last night, I was talking with an old ‘ friend.” I opened something up that caused a reaction that basically took up the rest of the evening.  I realized that the real issue was money, in this second situation, as this was the last point made in relation to the topic discussed. Yet, when this reaction, this tirade came up, I became quiet, because once started, it had to release itself, as any interjection would only cause more chaos. I wanted to walk away, and had thoughts that this was impossible; why did I make any attempts at all! I should have known - type of back chat coming in. I stopped.

I simply listened, checking myself for reactions, those small resistances, and desires to push back coming from myself; I watched for my own biases wanting to hold onto ideas and beleifs and opinions as what information was coming into the space I was within. I also noticed, at one point how tense was the body of the person with whom I was in communication. It was a rigid, unmoving, un-breathing stance. I did at that point have the werewithall, to realize that what would be important at that point was to move beyond that tense state ( and even had the thought that I created this, which cannot be, as what we accept we, as individuals, are responsible for!).  This stance was so ‘ stuck’ that I stood and listened, letting the fires burn out. It is like standing back and not adding any more fuel to the fire of reaction- this being a set of beliefs being expressed.  It was a lot of ‘ math’ to sort through, and yet, it can be done, as this is what I am as life, here. This is the capacity of life, to create, to build and rebuild. I could look at this as playing with building blocks, rearranging them, sorting them. It is only inflamed values, as belief, that pull into more fire storms of emotion and feeling- this being away from what can withstand time, remain constant, and sound a ‘ stilling of the waters’ , a slowing down, to assess and move into greater understanding of creation as the nature of life. 

When things calmed down, what I noticed is that the interest in what I had brought up remained in this person. It was as though all the reasoning that lead to me once again being involved with this person came forward, and an acknowledgement of what was brought up that caused the reaction, was again said to be something that must be effective. It is like my friend senses there is something there, but the morality, as beliefs, comes forward in a resistance. This cycle is playing out and the only way forward is to slowly walk through the cycles of a morality/math of resistance and fragments of interest that come back. I would say it is like dealing with a piece of music, which is like a math, that has truths and inflammatory beliefs, that slow down the processing of  potentials sensed.  I lose insight into the whole, as the parts/justifications when I become too narrow a focus on ideas about who and what I am, usually tied to class and culture, instead of remembering a presence to and towards the physical- the real starting point of myself as a human being on earth.

Within myself, though at times listening to a tirade was difficult -as a sense from my past that I could not move through this, it was impossible, it was overwhelming, it was so thick and too difficult to sort through, came up,  -I said no as this was my own limitations that had become fixed and comfortable justifications within myself. I had to breath, remain calm, and listen. It was at this point that a tiny fleck of realizing that I could ‘ do the math’ came through, and like words on a page, the forms became more liquid, as though I was sorting the numbers. This had a moment, of remembering that those lenses, as the words, were a tool to ground an effective presence, here: a present to myself. That one moment of movement, of form, opened a door to seeing that not only could this moment remain fixed as what it was, it could also, be aligned in ways that removed the inflammations and settled into more presence and greater awareness of movement in space and time. 

Within all this seeming chaos, were points of change. It was like a quantum form that had a flicker of insight that could move into a greater dimension of awareness- yet there were problems to solve. lol, it is like facing a formula embedded in the physical, the persona of the numbers as a measure of values laying the equation on the table. It is amazing in so many ways, as it is as though I step out of my head, yet remain there as well, and see the movement around me. It is a movement that is invisible, yet moves like a wave - that wave can be brought back to self, sorted and grounded. Thus, within this, everything is me, as this is how to bring it back to self. Here, to then do the math, within a starting point of the principle of what is best for all. This also means speaking within the volume of story, playing with words, with a math, to direct myself, and thereby the very presence involved as a formation that moves with greater   resolve into a presence equal and one to life, to creation.

What joy there is in this!

The supposed crack in the glass ceiling is an illusion of Hope. Day 712

This morning I am in a small supermarket. There are a lot of people because of the summer vacationers. The radio is blaring away. A voice comes through of Hilary Clinton, her words are. “ We have a crack in the glass ceiling.’ I stopped.  Meanwhile the cashier was asking me how I was going to pay. 

IN that moment, in relation to those words, and all the buzz of people and actions I realized that manipulation, is what we do to ourselves, constantly.  Not sure what Hilary was specifically referencing, I assume it is the Glass-Stegal Act. What ever it was, or is, the idea of putting a crack in it, if it is about the banks, and their practices, it is such a forgetfulness, as it suggests that there is this busyness of words on paper, created by men that is of such great strength that one can only move as creating cracks in it. This is the political mechanism of creating , an idea of progress ONLY,  within this paper castle of words that are only a code and never the real thing. IN this, change is likened to a battle, that takes time, as it spins in polarities of tiny actions filled with  hope when that very manipulative creation is the game, it is the avoidance tactic , it is a leader saying she is creating change and doing things, when she is not. It is more of the same that will not lead to any measurable change. 

The problem is that we are all in such a narrow focus, having spend our formative years in boxes of information, written by the same that spins the words ‘ placed a crack’    in something about something. Our parents are of the same, and since we are such absorbent beingnesses, we absorb all the emotions, values judgements, that in essence are a consequence of lack of presence in reality, the physical world - that are a separation from being present in common sense. We are riding the train of mis-information created from limited story - an imagination larger than life,  a business of  ideas that changing what we have created because of this, has greater value than what is real- the physical.

the ME-MORE- y of a tree is that physical mechanism of the tree, it needs to imagination, it is what it is, and that is composed of the very substance of life- the potential to be in-inform. The tree needs to be nothing more, and yet it is everything. 

Why can’t we remember what we did yesterday? Why do we lose our depth perception as we age? Why can we not see through the words that spin ideas about things, never really solving problems, just telling lies about playing cracks in things? Ironically, the words placing a crack’ are doing just that, this separation from reality, is placing a crack in existence because it is sucking the life force out, as life rejects what does not support life. We either make the decision to accept all life, as the physical, work with it, respecting it, and expanding our awareness in relationship with it, as it is us, as it is life, or we move to greater and greater degrees of separation, just like the behaviors of autistic children, who are the genetic, the generated consequence of our separation from being present and aware, self honest and self forgiving to what is real. Autistic children are a resonance of limited story, causing a static within, so busy with a false imagination that they it takes their while life to sort out, or at least for those who parent’s become responsible and take the time to give the child some structure to ground themselves. 

Our government is a trust, and our so-called Federal Reserve is owned by bankers who believe that they are more than another, when they are the same as us.  We are educated just enough to believe that we are more, based on the education, yet it is not an education because we are more blind than when we were born, because when we were born, we have enough presence, before the limited information accumulated, that we managed to learn to somewhat self direct our bodies as we began to crawl and to walk and to talk. From then on, forgetfulness set in and we no longer could remember what we did yesterday or the day before. Then we started to trip and fall in our separation into bias as value judgements, a false morality that bears no witness to life. 

Ask yourself, can you carry on a conversation without becoming emotional in some way? Do you at some point want to escape? Do you start to become tense and want to press a point? Do you walk away with voices in your head about the other person being an idiot, or, if the conversation was agreeable  with voices about how nice that other person is? This is really only substantiating your morality, a false morality that is only in self interest.

When you run into someone with whom you have  past of being productive in some way, are you suddenly happy to see them- a huge change from your general state of being?  Is this recognition of life for a moment, a moment of awe? Why is not every moment like that? Or, is this revelatory of looking only for that which was a moment of connection, of someone who substantiated you, such moments coming so seldom and so far in between, when such recognition should be every moment, as state of awe, a state of being alive and present, feeling that one can be open and sharing?

Is it getting harder to drive your car? Is it getting harder to connect with your partner? Is it getting harder to walk? These are all signs of a separation from life. No matter what, there is no one to blame, because the action of blame is not the movement of resolution. Problem solving means respecting this physical reality , and this means moving in ways that do no harm, to anything. It means being present and forgiving yourself as life, as presence, as awareness to what is here.  One, because of this, must really know one’s words, and have a broad vocabulary, because this is how we begin to hear the manipulations and the word constructions that continue a morality that one is more than another, words that appear to be solving problems under the guise of good, yet are really only that and not the real actions necessary to create a world that functions within the principle of equality and oneness, the principle of equality. You are life, accept the gift, stand up, clean up the train of mis-information as a memory of energetic biases, and ground yourself here. Start with breathing, bringing yourself back to yourself, as life, within focusing on your breath. Begin from here, in those moments when the tension builds, and you want to run, or complain as voices , as backchat in the mind, and let it pass, it peaks and then subsides. Come back to life, it is here for the moment, yet it will end. 

Support a basic income, let’s accept life. Stop the blame and the spite, it is the means of separation from who and what you really are. 

Holding Something Within Myself Day 705

Holding something within myself

I have been doing math equations to improve my movement within solving math equations. At first it was really slow, and then it starts to speed up. I know this can happen because it happened when I was younger. The same thing happens with any new discipline. It is known as critical mass, or momentum, or mastering something, getting comfortable with a form, and being able to manifest a blue print based on the structure within one’s self.

At times it is hard for me to make the attention shift. Yet this is a key. I ask myself why I cannot make the shift. Usually, there is something running in my mind. And, yet, the concentration on the number problem, allows me to see that this is happening because I can’t concentrate. I have had the same thing happen when I had to practice, which I did for years. Depending on how I concentrated, a piece was learned quickly or slowly. And if learned slowly, that was how the piece was played the next time I looked at it.  How we do what we do when we do it, is remembered, or imprinted, unless we begin to realize how this all works. Yet, an imperfect practice causes delays because even if I am aware of this, I still have to sort out and focus. The focus is not clear, in other words.

I find, that if I try too hard to concentrate on the numbers, it gets more difficult. If I move with more ease, it is not.  I also find that I can go backwards and forwards within the numbers being laid out, so it is not so necessary to memorize each step, it is more to move through the whole picture of the steps, and see the steps and the answer as one, and then let it go. This is the same as listening to another person.  The moment I rush in self interest, I miss some of what is being said and I cannot recall the person’s words. To note, it is interesting because a false unclear logic is redundant, meaning filled with repetition, and hence, not that hard to follow. This is because what lingered that is not clear, hangs around, just as in those times I practiced without being focused or without first grounding myself into a direct focus on what I was doing. At the moment, I have this saying, ‘ do the math’ . It is the same as when my practicing was not effective, because I was not doing the math, I was within myself polarized into a cloud, or fog of something I was thinking about that had become an entity that I had not cleared up. Every time I played the piece I practiced that I had carried a spinning issue into in the back of my mind ( or the front!) that ‘ issue’ would jump right back into my presence. It has the characteristic of busy-ness, whereas a real focus has a quality of ease.  lol. water is fluid after all. That quality of our sensibility is fluid after all.

Immediately, I have a sense that explaining this is too difficult, yet this in itself is an illusion. It really is in our face, right there, in front of us. So, how can that be difficult? And it can be transposed into many many scenarios within decoding the behaviors of this same mis-understanding in relation to behaviors. lol, yet this is being able to do the math, being able to begin to see the unresolved and its lag and effect on being able to hold a focus that has the quality of moving with greater ease and standing here physically no longer fearing to understand before taking action, and realizing that a perfect practice lends an ease of movement and the ability to expand one’s awareness, to the point where one becomes a master of one’s self. Will I get to the point where I no longer have the lingering past experiences of fear because I did not take the time to understand how this works, and had to rediscover it through the life time I have had on this earth?  The distraction, dis-traction of television , as what is aired, beginning with religion will and must become realized as a great crime against life. 

Our ability to understand and connect is so fucking great, it is astounding that we choose less than this. Being sad about not using this nature of life, which is the gift, does nothing. This is the point of self forgiveness, to let go of what was accepted as an imperfect practice and to become a master of one’s self as life. There are also tools to quantify this process of taking back self, as life.  A tool that can be the practice of living the difference between being caught in an imperfect practice and the movement of the self outside of that fog one carries around and that interrupts one’s focus towards what is real, as this creation in manifestation as the physical. Life is right here, right in front of us. 

The sad fog of the mind.  The Sequence Attention Dis-order of Fear, Obligation and Guilt. A disorder that has forgotten the real symbols are the physical information.

It is all a math and it has no mumbo jumbo. 

Time frames of the mind Day 705

As we become what we practice, because we place our presence, our ability to sense a frame, a measure of time, a distance, a movement to do something, or order something, to sense its order.  Within this we essentially all learn the same way. 

We forget that our habits can become titles such as ‘ I am a visual learner’ which is secondary, and reveals more what movements and means and habits we have created, in a frame of time, as a structure that we then define ourselves as. We believe that the frame existed as what we define ourselves as, when that frame came after. Even though some of it was impulsed and passed down resonantly, in DNA, that seed of information. Or, because we in a sense, absorb so well, we absorb the measure, the morality of our parents. This is why religion is in the format that it is. It is structure, one must just question the structure, which is done through words and parables, or metaphors, the more one knows and can speak, on a soap box/podium/stage the more ‘ wise’ one appears. Key word: appears- in that bubble- away from the practical.

 The generations before us realized this, yet placed it in a metaphysical environment, as religion, within such statements as ‘ the sins of the fathers last for seven generations’  This is a truth that is right in front of us, yet it is connected to a threat of not getting into heaven- another televised vision, that matrix of energy that once the plug is pulled cannot withstand the test of longevity and was really the manifestation of our collective dissonance from real living, which is what bringing heaven to earth was all about. All practical. No Mumbo Jumbo! the real cells of life, are the physical things all around us. Science discovers this more and more every day. 

I make such statements again and again, because it is the means to the end. It is a mirage of separation, what we carry around in our heads, it is what was not grounded in practical reality, it is a within that is not equal to a without, it is why the child becomes all the faults of the parent. 

And so, the time frame of separation continues. This leads to a structural violence, prevalent in that life on the other side of the world whose time frame we ignore , or dare not to fathom, because it means we must realize how entrenched we are in our own individual time frames. It shows how much we fear being self honest. And yet, we see it, unless we are so far gone that we choose a very narrow existence, away from anything that counters our own time frames.

These time frames become reels of information, that bind us away from real living and real transformation. We become heavy with the rage of our own time frames, losing all spatial sense of reality, this physical existence. It begins with a tiny movement, that presence making a choice of using visuals, or kinesthetic learning, or what ever label one chooses. These are really justifications for not changing, and the screaming of limitation, to not become responsible.

The scream of limitation can manifest as voices running in the head, eating off the flesh.  If one’s back tempo of chat/ of voices/ of what one hides, are of comparison, one is jealous and competitive, comparing the smallest of things ( again revealing capacity of absorbing and understanding so much detail and measure- only misplaced with charged value judgements) within a relationship of survival and a feel good within an idea, or belief, that one is better. Sometimes it goes the other way, and one makes the judgement that one is less, hopeless, worthless. The measure, the song, the voice, that state is there, in the words, on one’s conception. It all becomes visible, as one speaks on parables/metaphors/value judgements silent or voiced, it is projected within or without, and it stems from the sea of potential within, as that starting point of creation, that begins with a movement. A very cool gift, it all depends on what one does with this, what one accepts and allows. The choices we make can do no harm, and can throw no one under the bus. 

Then, if one’s job/livelihood/MO is dependent on the limited structure of such belief, making a change is a threat to one’s existence, even at the expense of suppressing the real potential of another person within, especially a child. For this there is no greater crime, it is worse than anything any person in history has done, and it perpetuates the burden of seeded/noted information that is not what is best for those generations to come. All because I, or one, as the self, is not willing to stand up and speak of what is right here in front of us. We have become what we do, watch movies and entertainment running on reels - time frames of limited perspective. We are allowing this within. The moment one realizes that one has not heard what another person has said, is the moment one can live the extent of this of which I speak. I have to forgive myself all the time and ask another to please repeat what they have said. And, each of us are going to have to do this a lot, because this has been going on for a very very very long time. 

I can ask myself if i remember what I did yesterday. I can ask myself why I did not hear what another person said in a moment. I can ask myself why I cannot remember so many details about another life, a life I had with children in another country. I can ask myself why I have no sense of why when I wake a walk around the same island, that though I notice the plants are different every year, I cannot say why they are different, i have never used that great absorbent ability to sense why there are constant changes in the environment in which I live. It is because my presence is not here, it is up in a metaphysical construct, or lol, I wrote contract, of time frames, a morality, That I accepted and allowed, starting as a child, in a world that was of a society of men, in separation from creation. Walking back is a bitch, yet to hold the value of life within and as me, to become equal and one with and as it, is to live creation, to connect with the plants and the animals, first I must understand my own separation and the characteristics of that separation, and words and the processing and holding of numbers and words can help me to sort myself out, this and forgiving the time frames of limited values I have defined myself within and as. 

Also, the greater understanding I have of the money system, the greater understanding I have of the control mechanisms existent as the system on earth, I say ON EARTH because it is a construct that is not aligned with creation. It through control builds the survival game that is a busyness in a narrow focus. It is the outward manifestation of what each has accepted and allowed.  It uses the natural law in its own interest, the acceptance of a few determining what we thing, what we eat, and how we manage our health. None of it is working, thus it is time to become equal and one to the framework of the physical world, as it is life manifest, it is the real symbol. It is a living symbol.

When we can begin to hear the grass grow, then can we begin to work together and build heaven on earth. We have to get ourselves back to the real potential of who and what we are.  It is time to stand and accept only what does no harm, accept only what respects this earth, accept only that which is of no lie, meaning leaves no burden of justification, because it gives as we would receive, that which empowers each to see directly here. This means to process the information of life, which is physical. What we resist persists, what we ignore becomes an elephant in the room.  What we deny comes back to haunt us, and builds fire walls that consume our attention to such an extent, we leave this earth barely being able to walk because we have lost all spatial sense of what is real, the physical world. 

The shadow of the mind Day 704

For some reason this morning a memory is coming up of an afternoon when my one son had returned home from school. I stood there listening to him when suddenly I said to him, ‘ your teacher is in you.’ I could see the color/nature/signature/presence/outline/measure/quality/persona of my son’s teacher in him, like a cloud, around him, as him. I knew his teacher I had spoken with her many times. This has to be second grade, as she was his second grade teacher. 

I also, realize this presence around me of writing in the morning. Because it is a family holiday, I have stopped my regular patterns, and for other reasons, hence, I am seeing my own ‘ clouds’ of habituated patterns stopping and the presence of them here.

Also, in my life, I have purposely changed up things I have done on a regular basis with the purpose of, initially, getting out of set ways of doing things. For example, for a while I had a small tv on my kitchen counter which I would use to watch the news while cooking dinner. I started to get caught up in watching a show that would come on, inevitably after the news, at the end of my nightly cooking and extend the time watching tv past the cooking. One day, I realized what I had done, and took the TV away. Maybe the solution was to turn the tv off after the news, yet, I had also been reading this periodical on politics etc. for about three years, and noticed that instead of being informed I was becoming righteous about what information I had accepted and allowed in the bias of the perspective of the periodical. Thus, I stopped reading that periodical and watching the news, and started to investigate other perspective. This was when I could the same articles posted on both sides, with a few words changed. How had I missed this?

In all, I find that changing what I have turned into a scheduled habit can show me where I have become stagnant, and where I am not aware of what I am doing.

Thus, this change in pattern of late, and this memory coming up, is a reminder of how absorbent I am as what I am as a human being.  It makes it more clear that I can really only be here, and that i must with every breath, bring myself here, to become a reflection, so to speak, of being here, and to realize that I can so easily become a colored bubble stagnant in belief, opinions and ideas. Reflecting what I have allowed, that becomes a persona, and reflecting the measure another person who becomes the same as what it is that I speak, can make communicating with another, and problem solving very difficult. And I can see where a perpetual broadcast system, known as our media, whose space is bought by a few, who have allowed us to believe that not only do we take out loans to build value as living, but also charge us with interest to utilize that loan, thereby siphoning all monetized labor ( my understanding and way of saying this at this point) into the hands of a few, who then broadcast a limited story ( the parts not all bad) again and again, in self interest,  to the point where the story ( measure ) is believed to be a truth, just as I did in getting caught up in a limited story that I began to be righteous about until I investigated more words produced by this same system only to find that the same forms were being processed with changing a few words, to keep a system of conflict in place as a distraction from realizing the Machiavellian means now a tech soap box called the media! Me Dia, my god, my structure of following a limited story that is all I can see and thus what must be real, and that I use to entertain me, like a business in a narrow focus, where i do not even want to know what it is that I do not know because it would mean that I have to step off of my hamster wheel, and I might hurt myself!   The idea of jumping off the running train of thought that I define myself as, means that I might bump my knee! And I am so busy running around in this persona within myself that I can no longer see what is real, as the physical right here, hidden by my own acceptances and allowances by that absorbent ability that can be used to sense a mode of operation and take that which is good and relate it to what I really am which is a physical absorbent state of being. Okay, that was a long sentence! lol

Interesting enough, what legend am I leaving behind for my children? What am I passing down to the next generation? I mean the bible says that the ‘ sins of the father’s stands for seven generations” That is a math, one that substantiates this sense that I have of breaking patterns and remembering a moment when I had a sense that my son’s teacher was ‘ in him’ as I could sense the color of her around him. I mean, how does an animal sense something out of place? How do they see what is not readily visible to our naked eyes? Is it not the same thing?

Can we not see that what we accept within can become like a blue print at the exclusion of what is real as the physical, AND that this can be used on the self interest of a few? And, that we are the same as those few if we do not realize this? Because in effect, we are doing the same thing?

This begs the question as to what you, yes you a parent or a person in this state of being, are leaving or imprinting to projecting onto others? Are you as a parent enough for any child, if you believe that you ‘ know’ what the real score is? You are not enough, not even I am enough, because I have not realized how all of this works, no one taught me. And who am I going to blame? Am i going to blame the dead of seven generations back? That would be like existing as Plato’s wall, taking to a bunch of shadows of belief on the wall of my mind, or like believing the emotional fire walls generated within me, that ‘ persona thing my sons was generating in second grade” as being more real that simply being here, physical, in this reality that held that projection. Take the physical away and the projection no longer exists. Yet is can resonantly exist and be passed down from generation to generation. Look around and see if this earth is living in a balanced and respectful manner towards efficient use of the physical. Obviously it is  not. 

What is the disease in our children, growing in numbers every day? Would we call them attention deficit dis-orders. Is the idea of a ghost in the machine really such a stretch of any imagination?  Are we bulling an incorrect use of the imagination onto reality, an imperfect practice? Look, we all realize we need to get back to nature, we all sense this so we know the answer. Yet there is a bully impulsing a false picture show that will continue if we accept and allow it. And it does not want to die! Just think of all the jobs that are based on supporting the lack, or the limitation of this projected picture show.  All these jobs that are really an administration of this false contract that races like a train and is so caught up in a narrow focus that is of shadows and painted by projected electrical and magnetic lights that what is real appears to not exist! There is a reason why within the word administrator there exists the sound admitted traitor! 

I also ask myself why I had not learned to ‘ read’ the ghost in the machine and define it, to take that which is good and does no harm. I mean if I can see it, and people in time have described such things as ‘ shadows on the wall’ then I cannot be alone in realizing this, everyone must have the means to do this, as this would be the means of life, to use imagination to test how things move, to asses and investigate before actually taking action and bringing something into creation, into physical form. And would this not make it obvious how much this could be used in self interest?

Is it not ironic how there is a fear of talking about ghosts in our cultures? And is it not ironic how we have even within this talked about how deceased friends, lover and family members have come to visit us? is it not obvious that that ghost in the machine is of one’s own making based on how the machine, as our physical absorbent ability works?  We are allowing a mumbo jumbo, paranormal, metaphysical existence generated from within ourselves to appear to be more real that what is real as the physical, and the signs of it are all around us; how this is used, and how we, each one, is serving this because in effect we fear to live, we fear to use this tool to create!

It really is time to stand up and speak of this point blank, to say this directly to one another, to tell stories of the outcomes of such shadow chasing, and to realize that none of us are enough to build a structural foundation in the children to come because we adults are the product of this same system. The children and ourselves ( with a lot of cross reference)  to must allow ourselves the means to realize the shadows passed down via imprint and sent as messages via a televised system, to enable each the means to be grounded and effective in seeing the ghosts and where they are at, and what is real, as the physical, at the same time. Just look at how a person can instantly memorize a sequence of moves to solve a rubric’s cube and then do the sequence blind folded! That is the means to the end, and a reflection of our capacity as life! 

Those who only see the limitation and lack, without realizing the potential in the machine of a human being, are so separated from potential that they cannot be trusted to guide anyone! In effect, it is not what we do it is who we are within what we do. The structures are not the problem, it is who we are within what we do. We cannot be afraid to point this out, to describe the means of lack and give direction in the necessity to always ground and reference physical reality.

An economic system that does not give each the means to take the necessary care of being physical, is a crime against life. For this reason, our economic system must change. And, parents must realize, that because of the consequence of this system, they are not enough for the development of their children, yet they are the one’s responsible for what character as development in processing what is within and what is without and what is here.

On another front, I have experienced grief. I realize that I was extremely vulnerable at that time. I did not realize how much I could become entrenched in the ‘ measures/ghosts’ of those around me, especially because I myself did not understand how this all works. I realize, with hind-sight that it took me the better part of five years to begin to see the difference between having lost everything and moving into a new form that in itself was another shadow on the wall system.  It is so easy to fall into something like this. The pressure from peers is very strong, especially within a system all around us that does not understand this. And yet, the principles behind this remain the same. And the means of sharing how this works and being careful in sorting this out, remain the same, as the structures that are here, that have proven efficacy within the test of time, are the means to the end. Here, what really matters is who we are within what we do. Many shadow chasers will not hear. And yet, in time, perhaps within a subsequent generation, this will begin to be realized, yet the acknowledgement of this must be continued to be expressed, again and again.  The shadows can run but they cannot hide because what is real is the physical. 

What is automaticity and what is a thought?

In the education system there is something called automaticity. This is when some information, some measure about something has been ‘ owned.’ Meaning that one knows it so well, they have integrated that information.  

When a musician practices something, again and again, understanding a movement, a measure, a unit of space, that musician is automating a piece of measure, a piece of how a space is and the things used to express within space. That is practiced until it is automated, where one can ‘ zip’ file through the information so fast, they are no longer thinking about it. This can become automated, or rather , this is automation.Which means overall, we automate the information we practice.

This goes both ways, we automate what we think about. 

One thing I learned within this, within being a violinist, is that the information can be automated and if I no longer cross reference that information to check it, I lose touch with it and the information takes over. I had to learn to stand within the form, within the information as a structural guide, or the information took over and when facing something new, some new form, I would become ‘ upset’ because I was not present and using that which absorbed the information to use the information as a structure to ground me, while at the same time remaining aware. Automation is cool, because it reveals how we work, yet can be used to become a set body of information, that one has forgotten is just this, something practiced until it was understood, or accepted, and then becomes an  inner structure ABOUT reality, and something to allow processing reality, yet is never reality.

In other words, we become the measure we accept and allow. A recent example of this is a talk I had about Hillary Clinton. A woman said that she ‘ feels’ that Hilary as a woman would make a good president. Hence what is a feeling if we understand how we come to be automated with information? I ask myself, “ did that woman grow up in a feminist household” Was the ‘ information’ as the measure practiced again and again about the need for woman to be considered equal”  Did this information accumulate and become automated, and forgotten as to how this was built, to the point where the person ‘ intuits’ as a “ feeling” that we need a woman president despite any and all practical measures as to what Hillary supports or does not support in fact in reality?

Does this mean that a ‘ feeling’ is based on a set body of automated information, which is what beliefs, opinions and ideas really are?  And does this not show how the immense sensitivity of the human body, that absorbent ability that is the means of sensing space and quality and measure, and so able to take in that information, be an accumulation within as a personification of information ONLY, information running on automatic- and that information running on automatic no longer remembered to be just that, as it is so huge within us- in tandem with a lack of remembering to assess reality, or cross referencing reality, in every moment -that we become divided among ourselves, when we are the very fabric that is creation? Would this not create a waring society of personalities? Would this manifest as racism, classism, nationalism, culturalism etc. ? Do we forget then to take that which is good and does no harm, when this is what we would all want for ourselves? 

And would this reveal the real generator of the present system that controls and orders in a monopolistic way to place the separation of each of us into some form of non-destruction because this ‘ feeling’ that is information in automation has forgotten where and how the information was built? And would the so-called elite fear this body of automation that is in separation from reality and try to order it and control that lack of self understanding , and self control and self responsibility in practical cross reference of reality in every breath?

Yes.

We must forgive ourselves the trespass of a mind consciousness of information that is in separation from reality, a practice that has become automated. We are, all of us, basically moving as automated information that has forgotten reality, forgotten to cross reference reality, as the physical world.  We can begin by asking ourselves “ What is a feeling?”  “What is an emotion?”

“ What is the automated information that is me?” “ What am I generating?” What am I placing within me as the information that is me, and am I passing this information down to the next generation?” “ What is a thought?”  What is that information doing to my children?” “ Are they having to sort out what I did not sort out?” “ What legends of information am I leaving for the life that is here on this earth?”

If we want to realize out natural ability to absorb and understand, as this is what and who we are as the very gift of presence as life within us, we can begin by realizing what information we have accepted and allowed to define who and what we are and ask ourselves where that information came from, and what it is generating. We have to begin by asking ourselves where we have ignored reality in how we have automated information that we express, believing that information within -which is never the real information, as the physical - to be what defines who and what we are. A personality that could be disorder from what is real as physical states of being, on a physical world from which we absorbed knowledge and information. It is time to become practical, to cross reference reality, to assess what is real, as the world around us, and the information that is not equal and one to respecting the physical in every moment , in every breath.

I would begin by asking yourself, “ What is a thought?”

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Day 629 The Follower, the Habit of Limitation.

The Follower,  habit of limitation.

We learn by following. Somehow, this means of expanding and learning, has become stagnant. We get stuck in the following, the taking in of form, and get bogged down in this process, losing that which is the means to follow, to take in, to receive, that what we are receiving, as what we are allowing, gets lost within the overall step of having a perspective of what we follow. Of course, if we are in a box during our developmental years, there is nothing to cross reference in the moment: we memorize the form only. We accept it without recognition into the whole, as this life we must participate within to live. We are fed a lot of knowledge and information, with a busy work that creates a smoke and mirrors show of information to memorize, with little time in the inherent scheduling of this, to apply a practice in actual real living as what we essentially do in our adult years. So, it is like a blinding busyness of parts that are good, but the method of delivery is the means of separation into a cognitive map that becomes like its own story that manifests as a running train in the head, this moving so fast, the real world outside the windows of our minds -our memory fabric, can no longer be seen. And it is composed of truths playing an associative game in a bubble. The veil. We built it, we accepted it, we allowed it. We can blame no one but ourselves and only we, each one, can change it. Since it was built, it can be deconstructed and reconstructed.  Life ultimately, is forgiving, because this is the nature of life. Life will if allowed and accepted. 

My own habit of following the authority of my environment, built by the generations that came before me, and my own acceptances and allowances, races so fast, as me, as this is what I practiced, appears impossible to stop, to slow down. I must remind myself of a segue moment, where, just as if I were running very fast, that momentum and speed needs the physical act of slowing down and turning the tides within me, of my belief, my accepted opinions, my ideas, my personification, how I define myself.

I automatically follow, so habituated to this am I. I did not stand grounded and assess what I followed, as a form, and cross reference practical application and the consequences of this to the world around me, that world I so wanted to participate within.  The practice of slowing down, seeing my acceptances and allowances, and grounding myself in reality, seems daunting, and yet, the more I practice this, the more ease I have in communication with reality, the physical. So, it is like the view from the follower remains and the ability to communicate and ground spreads through me in a moment. The old follower wanting to cry in the frustration of following only, within accepted limited beliefs, and the new joy underneath, that of being able to face the limitations and communicate a means to realizing solution, as what gives self direction within and without. The joy of living. It is time to take back one’s joy. The follower believing suddenly that perhaps the worth is not there, as oneself. Yet the worth is the measure of the follower speaking up and not the process of respecting life here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to follow only.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to exist as a belief that I am unworthy.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I am unworthy not seeing realizing and understanding that this is the limitation of my accepted and allowed measure built of limited values, habituated without cross reference into the practice of living a physical life here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I am unworthy of life.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to cry for and about the construct of limitation I accepted and allowed.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that movement within and as me, as energy, as the division of myself into limited values, to define myself, as I believed that this, that was my creation, was more than the reality around me as life, that which would be information as the physical world.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to blame and spite, in self interest within and as my accepted and allowed self aggrandizement.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself  to want to become indignant, in and as a belief that the fault is not mine, when it is because I projected blame and spite instead of solution as in respecting life, as in being thankful for simply being in life, as the physical, as this is life in expression.

I forgive myself for not slowing down and considering all things, in every moment here.

I forgive myself for abdicating myself as life.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see, realize and understand the fault of limitation as knowledge and information only, without practical application in respect of the physical world, as the physical is life information, is creation in form.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to follow only, ideas, beliefs, and opinions, in a metaphysical way, creating a paranormal existence within and as me, all in separation from being a living word, as in respecting myself and the physical world around me in thought, word and deed, here.

When and as I find myself falling back into the habit of following only, I stop and I breath, and I slow myself down, and I accept my own accepted and allowed limitations, as the self definitions of the mind, and I follow through into cross referencing the practice of living as a physical beingness as life would, into and as a transformation within and as myself into and as what is best for all, until I am here, grounded, at ease, self directive, present, here.

When and as I find myself following, I stop and I breath, and I take that which is good and does no harm, as what is best for all, and I cross reference, as respect, as enjoy, as communicate, as interact, with the without as the physical to equalize the within to the without, and in so doing, let go of myself as mind, losing everything to gain everything, to become the full potential of myself as life here.

When and as I find myself following, as my habit of limited knowledge and information where I judge one thing as more than another, and as such resist based on my ideas of value to survive, I stop, I breath, I slow myself down, I stand within and as the tension of my practice, my accepted measure as energy, as belief, and I ground myself here, as the past does not define me here in this moment.

When and as I find myself funneling into and as a movement that is a tension, like pulling myself into strings of expression, to project without,  I stop and I breath, and I slow myself down, as let go, as open up, and bring back into and as a consideration of all things, as a cross reference to life here, as the physical, to enjoy the expression of life here, as a man, to enable myself to communicate what is best for all, to become equal in understanding in and as the practice of physical life, as this is the expression of life in form, as this is the value, as this here, is life.

Day 602 The False Positive of the Halo of Piety

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tI-LDQCmW5E&feature=share

“ Pity is about how deeply I can feel,  and in order to feel this way, to experience the rush of my own pious reactions, I need victims the way an addict needs drugs” wrote the the late political theorist Jean Bethke Eishtain. 

I hear of this state of being, an energetic state of being, in the above video. The speaker, tells of a woman who served in a church for 30 years, who distributed Christmas baskets every year to those in need. She went to her local politician and asked why not give those in need the money to go and purchase their own needs themselves. Yes, this was a good question, an excellent one.

When he woman posed this question to her church group, they responded by saying that they would not have the opportunity to be charitable anymore!

What kind of world do we live in when we choose to get high off of an ideological good that does not really “ teach a man to fish”? Is an individual  energetic addiction to feeling good through a facade of piety personification  precede what is best for a person? Under the guise of a halo effect? In the name of accumulating wealth? As this is what the church was in fact. It was a legerdemain done to create a commodity of the soul, to flow wealth into the hands of a few. In the end we fell for this, so we cannot blame anyone but ourselves for abdicating our own common sense, the gift of life.

If we want life, we must give life. This means giving the means to be life, which means giving what allows that life in that being, as that form, to have what a physical form needs to flourish and live with the physical body sensing absolutely,  Meaning using the senses to answer/respond/understand and act accordingly in ways that are effective in and as doing no harm, taking that which is good, being sound and stable and equal with the practical measure of physical reality, because the physical is creation information. 

That halo of piety is an emotionally energetic drug fix. It serves only an imagination, a false idol, that is a few feet off the ground, on which it is dependent to project. 

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that what is in my mind is real.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to become righteous with piety

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to be addicted to piety, to believing that in no longer having victims I will not be able to do good, and get my fix of piety as an idea in and as my mind of being good.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to abdicate myself as life, in the name of an idea, limited in self interest, not stopping to look and solve the problems of poverty and lack because it would mean that I would no longer have my fix of piety, of righteousness as an idea of being more because of a perpetuating act of doing good that I would lose if I taught a man to fish, or allowed  a man to live a life in dignity, in expression as life, as a physical being on a physical planet.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that structural violence my act of charity, before life, done in self interest, allows to the life around me as the physical, as the physical is life, that which has the value of being life, and the practicality in design and function as to what needs would do no harm, take that which is good and allows behaviors that are the same, yesterday, today and tomorrow, as this is the behavior of building sustainability, constancy, and ease, in all physical forma of life, which means to give as one would want to receive, here.

When and as I find myself wanting to do good, to create an egotistical ideological self definition, I stop and I breath, and I slow myself down, and I see, realize and understand that what I am running from as in allowing an act of charity to define me as being pious, I am running from that which I seek, which is myself as life, myself as that which moves within and as a purpose of supporting life, through respecting the physical as life information, as creation, where I pay attention to practical, physical reality, and give as I would want to receive which is to allow life to flourish in dignity, supporting the physical world in ways that do no harm, as this is accepting all life, and realizing the value is life.

When and as I find myself objectifying giving as in placing one time objects to give in a basket, I stop and I breath, and I slow myself down, and I see, realize and understand that this is not direct giving, with and as myself as my heart, here, substantiating the life before me, as in listening, and understanding, and directing, in ways that allow self discovery, as in giving a person the means to fish for themselves - so to speak, as the physical form of men can and will absorb what is of opportunity as the physical world around them, as is the design of the physical body, to allow life to express and absorb the form and function of life information which is the physical creation that is earth here.

Day 572 The Slow Motion of Entities as Mind Constructed of Thoughts.

Substance is a fluid thing, one that can take many forms, and even become something less than that of a solid sound structure. A thought is such a thing, and it has not real self directive relation to practical reality, though a thought can be a directive, but this is all, as it is an abstract of reality and not what is real.

I can be tense when talking with others, and I do not even realize this within myself as what this is practically. It began in childhood, one tiny moment and I am in a rush to follow, where following is not a good or a bad, but a measure/movement of something. So, what I have accepted and allowed as what I follow is of my own volition, meaning my own volume of measure/movement here as life.

If I separate myself from the practical, from here, I can miss what is here, and lose my footing and then cause my own vertigo , which leads to consequences that build and take my attention, and meanwhile, life as the physical, as what is real, moves on, and I am no longer a creator but catching up within trying to “ right” myself . This can become a morality show, where I want to impose what I believe in an effort to correct but in essence this cannot and will not work, as this physicality that I am, that enables me to be here, is ignored and in not wanting to admit this, I create a wall of protection and self defense, and only let that through which sustains my separation.

So, a slow thought that I noticed was a shape of something huge, but in measure tiny. And as this was as huge as I made it, in my initial act of separation,  it became like a extremely slow current within and as me.  It was like, lol,  a current event of inferiority that I carry with and as me, allowing this to define me, my own supernatural, paranormal, self created event. One that became something I did not catch up to and bring back down to the practical, which is the physical reality.

And then, the skimming begins, and accumulates, and I separate and am on a tread mill of my own acceptance and allowance. I am no longer walking here as the gift of life.

It is like a movement of a sudden attention lost, and the shift from one to the other, is like a falling , a shock, and that shift, is disconcerting, but it is only an illusion, I remain here. But the memory is  retained, and as an abstract believed to be real, unless aligned in common sense of practical reality. And so it goes, on and on until one ages and dries up, lost to the mind and not here, equal and one with and as the physical. So, each must deconstruct mind and come back to earth, to clean up this house of rooms, as mind, with boogey men under the beds that are just a thought, and not self moving at ease here, enjoying the physical world as the means of life in expression. We decide, and that is the power and the gift of life here.

I can slow down and begin to realize the thoughts as mind are a separation from practical reality, that very thing I seek that allows me to discover the act of creation as the gift given, and that every single person, every single animal, every single plant, every single thing that is of the physical is the form to discover to realize creation information here. This is the way and the means of life in expression, this is the joy, this is the win win situation, here. We decide, we stand we change the system, we begin to be thankful for all that is here, embrace it, accept it, and build heaven on earth as is the gift we were given to  “ right” ourselves here.

So, when and as I find myself standing with someone, another person at this point, I slow down and I breath, and any and all senses of falling, or losing something, or missing the gain of something as a self definition, I forgive, and I bring myself here, and I begin the practice of coming back down to earth, here, where ease is a visible thing that moves with a lightness of being that we all seek. It is  a practical, common sense measure as what we are capable of and as as life, here. Everyone can do this, and if we work together as this, it will align much much faster.

Two or more in my name, this is the way, standing together, equal and one to and as life here.

We decide.

DIP lite. Begin your journey to life, to birth yourself into and as the physical. Everyone can do this, it is only a matter of making the decision to walk, and many are here doing just this. We forgive our thoughts, as ideas, beliefs, and opinions, and we align ourselves equal to that ease that is the source of life, here, the gift of life here, one’s self in expression as life. This is the joy, here.

Day 566 The usurious smoke and mirrors valley of good and evil. HALOgraphics as mind/consciousness.

I had an movement this week where I was like in a fog, as I moved by association, a collection of values guided by a random projection onto objects that I as mind am not always aware of. This keeping me locked and inferior to really transforming  with the life around me into understanding, as what I have allowed to build as a  wall of protection and self defense All an idea to remain within the pyramid of survival, always  a pyramid scheme that will not sustain, is not sustainable, just as what men are doing as the world system, as this is the manifestation of what each is within that has become an imposed system without, forcing itself to get its limited way, inferior to life, disrespectful of the physical. We need only look to Ukraine, to Syria, and to Israel and to many other parts of the world to see, realize and understand this. and we all hide in spite and blame, projecting responsibility onto others to avoid the gift of life as a capacity to work with physical earth existence in ways that do no harm, and create a world where the needs of physical beingness  can be met as this is life in expression, this is the means of life. As mind we divide by association and create a persona of limited measure, using a means that divides the substance of life into a good and a bad, an energetic polarity system,  where we take that which we believe is good because it fits into a self definition that we fear moving out of having forgotten ourselves as life in a constant state of physical transformation, a slow process to give one the time to participate and discover and create,  not scary when accepted, but scary in relation to fearing to change, when the change is life in expression, as this movement is the joy of and as life here, so, we give up our joy to hold onto an idea, and then reject a small measure of change, as what does not fit that idea, and reject  it, blaming and spiting what lacks and does not support this. And this is the source of the pyramid scheme on earth that is overall a separation from common sense, from what circulates and sustains the physical world. We must choose life, as this is what we all want, beyond the confusion of the mind, our stability is to become equal to the physical, which means to practically respect is, which is to act in ways that do no harm, which is to give as we would want to receive.

One has to forgive the spite and the blame, and open up the map of association, built of beliefs, opinions and ideas, to undo the self accepted knot that is an undulating smoke and mirrors show, that is the valley of good and evil, one that envelopes as mind, right here, as each of us, our separation from practical reality, as the physical.  The physical that can change in a seeable transformative way, that one need not fear but first each must give up what is a burden of self definition, one that weighs each down if we allow and accept it. The only choice is to become equal and one to and with and as the physical, realizing that each expression as the physical as earth, is what enables a definition that moves as one in creation in totality. This is what we all seek, here. Thus our system without of usury must come to an end.  Our minds within playing a protection and defense game, building a wall of separation from ourselves,  built of association as values held onto to define ourselves as what is a dis-ordered personality, an inner usurious act, must stop spinning as this is a halo of thoughts so occupying that perspective of all parts as the physical REAL world is ignored, cannot be seen, and this inner action, consumes the flesh of and as us to ignite itself, and so we die, never having lived and in the process destroying the lives of the children, the next generation of life, one that will come to an end, for all things on earth as earth unless we stop, and we breath, and we slow ourselves down to see, realize and understand our separation from the gift of life, of which the process of self forgiveness and writing and corrective application is the action.