Showing posts with label movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label movies. Show all posts

Friday, November 9, 2012

Day 199 The ghost in the machine

I notice a character come up yesterday, making huge and being ghost like, an energetic expression of this failure belief, stuck in thoughts that there is no chance to “get through” to another, where I get stuck in this and go into bitterness and self blame, neither of which have anything to do with looking at what is here, realizing what is here, seeing the whole of what is here, as I stop within this emotion, as though emotion is a plug, a stop, a judgement, fixed, non moving, This seems to be a dominant issue with me. Even within the last days I realized that in baby pictures of myself I did not smile, and this was a comment often made about me in contrast to my twin sister, who was all smile in every baby picture.
A friend stopped by and was emotional about a change coming in their life. I realized they had built where they are in “doing the right thing “ in relation to their family situation. In relations with family.
We are all stuck within relations to family. This present system of inequality takes us into situations where we remain locked within family, to care for them, to needmoney for this, and then we remain so stuck in this and making a change where we realize our relationship obligations, built to ensure survival as being a support group. Again, it is not that this is good or bad, it is the forced use of this to define who we are. Think of a eulogy at a funeral; “ he was a good father, who went out and worked hard in his life to support his family, he was kind and gentle, always willing to listen. He loved gardening later in life, and grew many vegetables” or something life this. A funeral speech is about the past and what the person did, all wrapped up in a pretty picture. We hold memories more dear than life, and most of the time when we talk about this world and what is going on in our lives, it is a complaint about the system, as what “so and so did” or what is happening within the movement or non movement as this present system. Yet, when we talk about memories - or old times it is really the same. Only complaining about what exists and escaping into another “good” time. Nostalgia as entertainment. If we are running around complaining and alternately being nostalgic, the negative and the positive, all being of self in distance to what is actually here, really stopping and looking at the form of the structure of the present system and the consequences there of. I mean why are we being, and or needing, nostalgia? And why are we distancing ourselves from not looking at the totality of the present monetary system when we have even one complaint? This is why the parts are not Bad or good as themselves, being a good father is not bad, it is being this without realizing the totality of this system, it is making the fears of survival huge, it is making fear huge and hiding it behind limited personifications. Just look at the limited characters in movies and media expressing sex and power play, but no real expression, as varied as what exists within a handful of soil. One could say it is the lack of variation that is becoming the death of life.
Both things are based on a fear of a loss of self, one monetarily and the other for an idea of a “better time” or an e-motion - as a feeling of some kind of meaning as idea that in contrast to the more negative emotion seems like a relief - and it is really just a memory, like we are placated by a ghost of the past, and that ghost of the past as memory, is based on an idea of something “good”in relation to what is here that is frustrating. Like a movie within a movie within a movie, where each consecutive movie/story is watered down to a more limited picture; this being a propagated inner division of self as insight, and the layers of this consume until one dies looking like a dried up piece of dead skin. Which is in effect what happens to the human. And it is happening to the earth too.
This is why there can only be here, as here is what exists can be seen, the actual structure of this present monetary system, here is where self expresses self, interacts and deals with. Complaining is looking at a part only, the immediate one that is scared being here and able to take care of oneself as life, where the immediate person or “law” determines movement. This physical world is the real movie - so to speak- it is the gift of physical play. The mind is the separation, is the illusion and it has become so big, we believe it to be real.
Is the past going to change this system? The form of the present system is here, and it is not supporting life. Addiction to the past as memories as nostalgia is not going to see HERE. The morality of supporting family only is not going to see here.
So this character that game up, this ghost like presence as an emotion, based on past events of belief that some kind of failure existed, and if I look these failures are based on self interest, as an idea of wanting to win- even within being a savior - as in believing something was lost in translation, meaning communication, where I feel bitter that I was not understood, and if I look within this ghost and the story it cries it is lost in a little tiny “pixilated” judgement, which is why it is so thin and ghost like. It must be brought back to self to look at what is here and to see the total consequences of this system and realize that one can move, in and as a physical being here, direction as in looking at what is here can exist. Thus investigating this system and how it functions can exist. That drama on television will exite frustration and then get nostalgic in terms of a feel good seeming resolution, but it is only a ghost life movement of resolution and not an actual physical structure of resolution in totality. It is like candy for the mind, moving from the negative as emotion to the positive as feeling. All within a morality in separation from this actual physical world. Why would a system of inequality present anything on a television that would actually stop frustrations and abuse on this earth? Or even show what is happening? It would not.
The people carry the debt and the risk, the private sector gets the profits. Insanity. And war, a tool of conflict and friction creation is a supposed economic mover. Yes, in relation to allowing a private sector conquest and control resource, and placing the burden on the non owners as the people.
This ghost of mine is a storm in a teacup, and war on earth is the storm on this earth, this grabbing /raping of resource where self as life is not faced as what is real, and physically here, able to learn and understand this physical world, able to share what is here to support life. It really is such a “thin” thing to walk through and understand, it is only the fears made huge that seem real, but they are not.
So, with my ghost friend I must realize that it is the servant to this system of inequality that limits insight into and as life, as what I have accepted and allowed in fear of loss without any real development within understanding here in totality, where as a child what surrounded me was the same, and thus there was no place to go but into the storm. to take on the ghost of a morality in separation from realizing this physical world is real, that life is the value and that inequality with life as the value is built of ideas, opinions and beliefs in service to ignorance of life, these ideas being that one “cell” as one human can control this physical world, where in fact it is a collection of cells that built the structure of this physical world, and it is these cells that work in tandem that create this actual physical world. Thus there is no more than and less than, there is only here, where not one part rules, as all parts are simply an expression of themselves as life, as a form of life.
So my little “friend” as my ghost, as my demon, carrying self pitying emotions and placating feelings which are from the same starting point of separation must “grow up” into the tree of life as myself as the physical to be here , brought back to here, as self here, to realize life here. Breathing, in and as this physical body, to remain here.
This is my within separation from what is actually physically here, my own survival persona, and the present system of war as economic motivator is this without. There is no need for war, for destruction between the cells of this earth as the human, it is unnecessary and unacceptable, what is here is to support life, to allow life. This war driven economy is not based on what earth is as an eco system of life, sharing, working together, realizing all cells are equal in that they are life, and that in order for this earth to function all must work/be/express as what they are, and in being this, life will be supported. The answer, in all simplicity is right in front of us as what we are.
Forgiveness of this character of futility will follow.


Thursday, July 5, 2012

Day 81 Fear of Attack




I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to create a hollywood movie in and as my mind about everything in and as my life.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see, realize and understand that all the movies as stories in and as my mind are a coloratura of a belief, opinion and idea of more than, in separation from what is actually physically here, where these embellishments are made real, and the actual physical world is ignored, where the actual physical has more embellishments and coloratura than any mind imagery could possibly “en-vision” in and as my mind.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to have created mind movies and stories to support myself here, as I was afraid of here and within this actually became a “raid” of here, as taking from that which was forgiving, as what I am, and using this to hide in a separate reality, as a separation, from directing myself in and as, one and equal to, what was here as myself, this physical world.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see realize and understand that many of the movies in and as my mind where/are of hope, where I sought a dream of success and accolade by and with my imaginary audience, following the dictates of a world that glorified in bright lights fame and FORTUNE, meaning the accumulation of money to survive.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see that in maintaining this alternate reality, mind movies as what motivated myself to move here within this physical reality, I denied myself myself as life and thus denied myself one on one interaction with all of myself as all that is here, as all that is here is an expression of life, one and equal to me, and thus different parts of myself as varied and more fluid than any alternate reality limited and stagnant mind imagery.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that in allowing myself to exist as my mind, I abdicated myself as life to singular two dimensional energetic dream land imagery and thus began chasing an idol and left all the joy of myself as life, depressed and suppressed, confined and sequestered into and as a tiny coffin as a box of shadows, composed of emotions and feelings and thoughts, a web of strings woven with worry beads of memories, from which I pulled experiences from my past to direct my future, all the while ignoring what was actually here in and as this physical world of which I am one and equal to here as this is myself as life.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that the self forgiveness, writing, and corrective application process, as the DIP course offered by desteni is to clean up this alternate reality, to bring myself as life back to what is real, this physical world, to stop the mind imagery from taking the life in and as me, where I end up committing suicide as this is what all dis-ease - as dis-ease is separation from life- in fact actually is.

i forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not see realize and understand that in being a desire I am in ignorance of this physical world, as no real “god” would deny life, and thus is life here, all that is needed is here, it is only an idea that I desire, where this very idea as desire is used within this accepted and allowed profit based system to create and build an army of followers for the few who have developed characters that allow them to take all that is here for their mind alternate reality existence manifestation, and everything else that is here is made to serve the alternate reality movies and stories of the few, where this is not even this “elite”  ( those whose energetic lights have full feeding resource for their “lights” - lol)  groups real self expression as life, themselves not existing in and as the full capacity of themselves as life in and as the real joy of life as life is oneness in equality, as this is what will bring heaven on earth.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand  that denying the physical world is the ultimate racism, where the human knows that racism is a survival-defense mechanism on a grand scale, where one color is pitted against another, this being used and enflamed to allow a few alternate reality movies and stories to sit in luxury and watch their dream performances in physical comfort, while they are slowly diminishing to come to the same point of death as the mind alternate reality when the physical can no longer support the alternate mind reality movie.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that within myself, allowing and accepting myself to feel sad about this is myself as belief in and as sadness, and not myself being here, one and equal to what I am, the physical, in absolute equality and oneness, where the strings of separation, as the strings of accumulation , where I have depressed myself into and as emotion, thoughts and feelings that are separate from what is actually here, as this physical world is the real instrument of life.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that this is too hard to decompose, these collected experiences in and as emotions and feelings collected into an album in and as a collection of characters developing a personality with which I project what it is that I am onto this world in order to survive within a system of inequality demanding subservience to limited ideas, belief, and opinion to allow a few a fully air conditioned, plush movie theater to view their movies composed of their past, where sex is needed and turned into an expression of release of built up energy and no longer the self here, expressing self as life.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that my emotions, thoughts and feelings are my collection of beads I spin in and as my mind, my religion bracelet,  bought and utilized to keep me within a limited system to profit/survival, in separation of myself as life, as myself as the physical, as how I have allowed my physical self to direct myself as life here, where the outcome is dis-ease resplendent as what is presently existing on this earth, an existence of myself in separation from myself as life, as breath, as being one and equal as this physical world.

Within this, I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not realize that any desire of gain is myself in separation, as in wanting more, I am not one and equal to what is actually here as what is here is life, as myself.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not realize that all jealousy, spite, blame is myself defending my own separations, defending my own imaginary world, my own stories, my own movies.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to realize I am a character of fearing attack.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that I am constantly being attacked.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to have movies in and as my mind of the potential of attack by a race, by another cultural ideology, by what my neighbor believes to be what is more than, by what my family believes to be more than, by what men believe to be more than.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to realize that within this I am defending what I believe, remaining stagnant within an idea and not looking at what is actually physically here and directing myself within common sense that we are all same, and thus what is best for all is the only choice, as this sameness of life, where the values - as belief , opinion and idea, are - are simply this, a different color, no single one greater than the other.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that I am only being attacked if I allow myself to be, as this is myself defending instead of being one and equal to the principle of what is best for all, as what is best for me, is best for all, as I am one and equal as life, to all, here.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not realize that a survival/profit based system, grabs all resource for the gain of the few, thus within this system on this world, takes all support and defense away from many, leaving them to suffer in a world where there is plenty, as enough to support the life that is here exists.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that 52% of the American GDP is used on defense instead of as support for life, which is leading to a dis-eased existence for what is on this planet, and thus, I as myself, with the resources being pulled towards defense for the few to profit, am as an American becoming economically depressed - which is what war and defense is really about which many soldiers are now standing up and saying is unacceptable and where many soldiers cannot participate within as most soldiers on the battle front are unable to shoot directly at their supposed opponents and thus what the system does is create an indirect video game out of war by creating drones where men sit in a box on a distant continent and shoot at civilians that are basically in the way of the resource, and then these same men playing essentially what appears to be a video game, go home to their children as though their children are greater than other children, when these same men do not even understand where they come from and leave this understanding up to some imaginary god they have never seen.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that the same system that builds the guns within this world, which must be the top 1% of this world that owns all resources, and thus know full well where they want their guns sent, as war is about resource acquisition despite life,  needs the support of men, and as men, it is up to us to stand and realize conflict and war are not life, so easily seen and understood in the fact that most men in war are unable to shoot directly at their supposed opponent as they realize that all that is here is life, and it is only greed that is the creation of defense.

I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see realize and understand that I have been programmed by a system of greed, creating an illusion of lack.

I commit myself to seeing realizing and understanding my own defenses based on beliefs , opinions and ideas, where what I believe I can lose is the illusion.

I commit myself to remaining in and as breath, and as I walk my day, to step out of the character of believing myself to be attacked, and to practice addressing the belief in attack by others, to practice speaking within and as breath in common sense of what is best for all, visible in myself and/or the other relaxing within themselves almost like a sense of relief to no longer have to support what is known as a temper tantrum of gain in separation of what is real.

I commit myself to breathing with every step here, to self realize oneness in equality with and as this physical world.

I commit myself recognizing my own line of defense characters and stepping out in union with breath to no longer participate in protecting a personality, as a persona is a projected and accepted movie of self in separation from life.