Day 413 limited values create the unknown

I have had problems with my back. It is not visible with the naked eye, per say, it just starts to hurt. Much, much better than when it really started about three years ago. At that time, it became like solid rock one day, and I had to spend time in bed because I could not move, it hurt so much. Self forgiveness would clear it at times, and then I realized that I had to direct myself. It is like learning to balance the within, of which will take practice. Like for instance, sitting here writing about this starts to clear this up, it is moving all the time.

I had spoken to Bernard about this, and he said that it took him many years to figure this out. Now that he is dead, I can’t get direction from him, but this does not matter, because it is me that must figure this out, and with the words, “ it took me many years to figure this out” the message is pretty clear, I have to figure this out. What I notice at this point is the heavy syrup thing coming down from my mind, and the suppression, or rushes of energy coming up from my solar plexus. Somehow these things must work in equality here. To go into the detail of how the mind as thoughts accumulate into emotional/feeling energies, to slow down and name, then to stop this action of separation from here, where all spatial sense of the physical is, as capacity of the human as what we are - like a tree  on the landscape doing what the form and function of a tree does, where no one tree is more than another tree as there is no hierarchy of trees unless they are organized into some system through value placement by men. A hierarchy of trees is pretty silly. So why do we have a hierarchy of men? Why are we not taught to work with  physical geometry, in common sense? Why do we have superstitions of lack of awareness, a limited awareness, a separation from common sense of physical reality? Why do we allow a system where all principle, all real value is slowly dripped towards single ownership, this monopoly game placed on a physically common sensical world? Why do we allow a media saying partial truths over and over again where it becomes supposed fact when in all common sense the behaviors promoted, such as porn, are obviously a distortion of reality causing addictions that make no sense within being aware of physical reality? What are we doing that is perpetuating this abuse, do we blame, do we spite? Do we regret, to we self pity? All of this when what is real, and practically able to be understood, is right here in front of us? Why are we using resources to send a false message instead of developing ourselves to be able to move here without negative values, as judgement, placed as what we sound here, as our words? Why is there so much friction and conflict in our relationships?

I have been taught the measure and weigh things according to a limited system of values, that feed a hierarchy of inequality, and the separation creates confusion that is registered as complexity, a compound interest is then created as what i have allowed is not equal to life, it is out of balance with common sense. As this I give the life of me away, reject life, for a lesser value, a singular value, a limited value. My self interest, as idea, as mind, as consciousness, as a picture, that is of limited structure, and thus, if I use this to direct myself in the world, the physical world, I run into all kinds of conflicts because I am forcing a limited concept of life into a physical world that is the real value and this is why it is physical, because it is the real value. We humans are in separation from the real value, as what is creation. In separating ourselves from what is real, we have forsaken ourselves as creators. We have rejected understanding the physical and the limited values we have accepted and allowed have created a mind/consciousness system that is the limited values we accumulate that cause the conflict with reality because it has not total value awareness. We are not absolute in our equality with reality. Have a look, we do not need thoughts to be here. Interesting, in the word thought, is thou ought, which is judegment, which we have been told not to do. If we learn to be spatially here, equal with the physical world, and we learn to read the actual physical, which is composed of sound and thus we can hear/here it, then we do not need ideas as our minds, to direct us, as an idea is a superstition, and we have accepted and allowed ourselves to create a paranoise of the unknown, the unknown being the pictures and ideas in and as our minds, which we use to direct us here, and project a belief system of what we are, this taught to children that come into this world naturally trying to make sense of the physical world, through touching everything, placing things into their mouths, listening, learning language, they come into this world measuring how the physical works, and we as adults place ideas of superstition into them, as our behaviors of blame and spite are based on superstition, because we thing something out there has caused our lack of practical common sense of the actual real physical world, when this cannot make any sense, because we are here, born with a gift to sense here. Thus we teach our children our own behaviors of a paranoia of the unknown, we teach our children the same separation we exist as, beliefs, opinions and ideas that bear no witness to physical reality, this that is geometric and visible and able to be sensed.

We are then, not taught that words are what allow us to create placeholders of understanding how here functions, to build a GPS within us of understanding. Naturrally, a system that is a monopoly game would not want understanding, because then the end game - of more to a few - would be realized for the abuse that it is and does as what it is by design, which admits that each of us, as humans, by design, can understand the geometery of the physical, as what we are as form and function. In a sense we are just like the cows that spend their lives in a confined cage, while we are milked of our principle economically, and then we die never understanding the ecology of this physical world that is what enabled us to be life. This is a crime beyond all measure and it must stop.

I once read that the human is capable of reading one thousand words per minute, and since we have training to develop this skill, it means that it can be done, and if the government knows this, why fear this capacity? Why limit this? And how is this known, and why is this stopped? because of an idea that one has to be more than another? Would this not allow this world to function as that tree, where all over the earth everything is working within an awareness that the physical is interconnected geometrically and that this is the value, because this is physically being life here?

Thus, in order for this physical world to function, all, everything that is here, must be in absolute value as what it is, working in full potential for life on earth to become life, for life on earth to exist without any abuse, any destruction, And this would make sense, because abuse makes no sense, war makes no sense, poverty makes no sense, and it is as it does, it has no sense of life, via no common sense of physical reality. The building blocks of reality are of rings of sound, an infinite design that allows creation. Thus life can be understood, as it is a gift to express life.

Thus, my back problems are myself misaligned to here. For which I must forgive the limitations as ideas, beliefs and opinions of what I have defined myself as within a system of inequality, a pyramid that is not a bad design per say, but as a design used to organize men, into values of more than and less than, into suppression of common sense as life, it is a mis-use of structure, as how we have allowed that which we have created to distribute what supports the physical world as resources,  as money, to be denied and metered out by varying degrees, to suppress the life that each of us is, so that self understanding as life is limited. Why and how this happened, does not matter, as this can be understood once we all come here, to physical reality, as the game of survival is removed, through creating a structure on earth that supports all of the physical world absolutely, respecting it as the life, this being the value, that it is, here. Support the Equal Life Foundation, walk the lessoning of judgement as the thoughts, emotions and feelings that have been taught as a consequence of separation from common sense of physical reality. Fill in the void of understanding through quieting the voice of judgement as the mind, the superstitions that are the smoke and mirrors that create the unknown. This storm that is of lack, that must be faced and equalized to physical reality here so that life can begin.

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Day 407 Existential Emotional Soup

I have had this real huge , as my perception goes,  this heavy emotion come up that I have had all my life. I remember walking into this house sale one time, the woman had died and the house was open to sell everything in the house. A yard sale that was everything. I walked in the front door with the person I was with and they immediately turned around and walked out, excused themselves. I was hit with this sense of such chaos, such despair. The house was a mess. Navigating through the house meant walking through tunnels. I was so shocked, even by the gloom, I had to walk through the whole thing. I just stood there in this house , and “ went into it” so to speak, because I wanted to know how such a thing could happen. Like I was trying to read how something, a human, got to this point of such despair and such squalor. The house was in a really nice area, and was, from the exterior, in good shape. At this time I had this reaction of wanting to get away, but also going against this feeling and walking into this. I just kept telling myself the person was dead, so whatever I was sensing ( at that time)  was so extreme I had to investigate.

It was like that after my husband’s death. I was not supposed to go back,but when alone, I did, I had to go into this. In this case, when I went back, there was nothing there, just an attic . In 1999, I was walking down the street in Zurich. I stopped and looked up at the sky. I suddenly felt like the whole fabric of existence changed somehow, in one moment, that everything would be lighter somehow. So, when I went back to the attic, I knew there was not going to be anything there, I had to move against the belief, I could not let the superstition remain, I had to walk into it, and there was nothing there.  Knowing is a like a state of being where there is a sense but no real structure, evident in not being able to place the experience in detail into words.

 Through my life, I have woken up in the morning with this huge heavy weight like thing in me, as me. For years I was terrified of this, and then I began to go into it, only to find that there was nothing there. Is this unclarity, my separation, that comes in measure of sometimes being a concentrated presence and sometimes my action of fear, depending on  how I ‘ wear it” , perceive it, place this as perspective, where this exists because there is a lack of clear definition, meaning perspective?

So, I was up in Boston yesterday, driving around, because I was lost ( thank fully I had Wazs on my iphone!) and I noticed that I was having this same sense of  heaviness which I registered into an idea of ( I am trying to describe it )  existential gloom, meaning existential weight. I have had these dreams where I can’t move, where it is like I am in a thick soup and can’t move because of the soup I am in, sometimes this comes up as a “ web”, but within this “ state of being” personification, it is like a soup, a ubiquitous soup. All kinds of thoughts come up, the closeness of the houses together, the lack of nature, the varying degree of decay of the homes, the ultra polish of some, the overlapping styles of the homes, where the architectural landscape tells a story of the decades through style change where the “ new” style is superimposed in patches around the old. The story from nature, to farms to the Victorian, to the twentieth century beginnings of modernism, and then from each period modifications, additions, creating hodge podge homes and stores. I stop and I look at the whole of this, with all the people walking around, and I get this sense of existential soup, and it is so hard to move in this, it is so heavy. And then, I walk, and buried under a bridge, under pavement, is a stream, so buried, and with the noise of the city, that sound of that water tricking cannot be heard. And yet, still it moves. 

I have always needed to have some nature around, even if it is a tree, because this is like the only escape from this. I actually have had a hard time breathing sometimes in just getting up and facing the world, a world that has to be faced, that has to be walked through. 

Yesterday, as well I had to talk with some costumers, and there was a lot of talk, the woman asked millions of questions, interrupting me. I had to stop and say things again and again, and try not to say things the same way. It began to dawn on me, how the layers of belief, opinion and idea, as the past, as the person, exist, where the nature of the person is as buried as that stream. And, what is layered is as many ideas as styles that have been expressed on the landscape of earth, some in decay, some changed and morphed into something else, some all polished and taken care of. As within so without. And always this sense of knowing without any real structure. So much mirage, this so thin yet determining so much of what we allow ourselves to be.

What is cool about writing things out is I start to see what I am telling myself. lol

Within this day, yesterday I saw more clearly what i am doing, as in pushing this “ bad” away as the judgements as the gloom, and the soup of ideological play based on ideas, beliefs and opinions, the infinite loop of a cult ( occult )soup that is ideological play, where the parts are not good or bad, and where some of the technology aids us in our separation from the physical to the point where to get through this maze, because nature is so buried, life is so buried, what actually sustains us,  we have to rely on  an external tracking device to find our way. I mean,  some dogs  can find their way without any external machine, across thousands of miles. It is that we have become our own lab rats, and we can no longer navigate the self created human maze, we have to rely on as external device to direct us. Somehow, this is really a waste of life, so obvious if we take the time to look. This world is a mess of self accepted and allowed limitations as in lack of accepting life, and plastering this cult, this soup all over this earth, having ideas become bigger than nature, becoming a mirage of shifting ideas, and not actually working with this earth in best practice, thereby not only respecting earth, but working with earth, this being prevention os the best cure. In the end, I would rather be like a dog, and be able to navigate with all of me, no external device needed, because I could sense here, I could sense nature. I mean , we must ask ourselves how this can exist in physical form, this means this can be done! Would this not be a lighter existence? Would this not remove the heaviness of ideological play, so dense in some places that the streams are buried. What must be realized within this, is that we humans, as personalities and characters, are a composition of generational ideologies, built on top of one another, without any real consideration for life. And this to the point where we now have a system that will “ hodge-podge” your past, and build what is needed in the self interest of what controls money, which is all of us as we accept and allow this, as we are the anonymous holding this form of separation, we are the creators of the NSA which does exactly what we do within. This is a structure of separation, as a hierarchy in place through allowance, through conjecture as opinion, belief and idea being more than, and thus not including reality in totality, we are our own occult that through ignorance has become destructive our ourselves as life and this planet.

Hard to believe that this soup of separation is energy, is our own fear of self, is actually a system inferior to life, is as how we compose this soup, this mirage, as the landscape mirrors of idol playing that we were warned against, and that the way out was to bring this back to ourselves, equalize ourselves to the physical, and to do this we had to bring heaven to earth. Hard to fathom, from our state of separation, that we must become like a dog, and stop trying to be god. We have become, in essence, less than a dog ( and yes I am playing with accepted and allowed values) It appears to me that that dog is a much more efficient and sustainable system.

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Day 406 Programming and the word.

Programming and the Word.

Words are structures, they explain/show/describe an expression, as a noun, or a movement as a verb, or a characteristic, as an adjective or how something moves as an adverb, If our words are not clear, as in being equal to what is here in fact, then we are not clear. We have the words as the structures to be clear here and to share this clarity.

If words can be programmed in, and our words are not clear in meaning, them are we as the words, as the program clear?  I mean, are we programming the human to be here? Or are we like the NSA, creating stories based on the past to suit a purpose of survival, of gain in self interest?

Think about how we use words: Your daughter is drawing on a wall, and you are occupied with paying that bill, or making that deadline, or ill with disease. So, you say to your daughter, in a rush - due to your limited “ hereness” as you are occupied - don’t draw on that wall. Your daughter tests here, to understand here, to make sure she gets the program as the words correctly and turns and draws on the wall again. Now, you say, “ Please do not draw on that wall, because then you will not get any of the cake that is on the table” ( In a real sweet voice because you think is you say it nice enough, she will listen - but she is listening!)  So, now, your daughter will once again draw on that wall, and look at the cake to see if it disappears. I mean, according to the words, this is clear.  So, now you are aggravated, and thinking why do I have to deal with this, and become agitated and reprimand your daughter for the superstition you have taught. A superstition of ambiguity, a superstition that is lack, as what superstition is in fact. Will your daughter have any trust in you? You have just taught your daughter that your words do not describe what is here!

Not only has your daughter been programmed with a superstition, a dis-clarity,  a non full disclosure ( and we wonder why our government does this! As within so without.) she has also been programmed with your state of being as being partially here, as the separation of what occupies your mind as your survival suit behaviors, this spinning around of you as mind caused because of your own programmed lack of understanding here, the physical in detail,  your own superstition in separation from equality to physical practical common sense.

And then we wonder why our children grow up without common sense? We wonder how they can become limited as ideas, opinions and beliefs that are a lesser awareness, and thus a superstition of no real integrity? Their common sense is a sense of  “knowing” without being given any real structure, any real clarity. And then, they go to school and cannot answer as this common sense, this knowing, and begin to lose all self confidence. And the behaviors at home, are an emotional mess of  “ I know, I know” yelled out in a cry, and the storm gets bigger, and the lack of confidence gets bigger and bigger, and all communication stops.

Also, as teenagers our children no longer want to listen to us, we can’t understand why they do not realize that we have their own interests at heart ( well most of the time)? According to our words as our programs, we were not clear, so how can we be trusted when we are not clear and do not realize how much we move as superstition?

For me, it is an odd twist to the construct of myself, to realize this. And to deconstruct this, I shake, as I have to change the superstitious habit of myself and this involves going against the grain of my own superstitious programming. I have to realize every time I begin to shake that it is just myself filling in the spaces of lack to “ right” myself equal to here, to bear witness to life, to become a person of integrity, to have substance as life, to walk through the fear that is superstition. It is interesting to walk into fear, as there is nothing there, but this is the point. There is nothing there because there was nothing equalized to life, to here, to practical physical reality. How long did I cling to an idea as an invisible hand, or invisible market forces, or a god on high? All these propagated and programmed superstitions that are causing the harm on earth, as they lack any understanding, any real witness to life.

On one hand this is why it is so difficult to figure here out, because of a programmed mind of limitations, and therefor not necessarily bad, the lack, the inequality to physical reality. And we, as mind spend all our time trying to find answers in the knowledge and information that is either not applied to the physical in detail, or/and is believed to be more than reality, or is filled with holes, meaning lack, a separate reality that becomes a directive that has no real substance.

So, we get all emotional, trying to get others to believe our sense through a vocabulary of lack, our superstition, and this program that we believe to be so real, is not understood by others because their superstitions are of a slightly different measure and they are following their superstitions, believing this to be real. So, like in the Novel The Tin Drum, we are basically all fighting one another, and screaming all the time our own lack expecting others to read between the lines. as this is the program coming out.  No one can hear us because we really have no integrity, no substance, as we are a lesser self lost in superstition made god, made directive,  where we push away that which would make our superstition clear, here and because we fear losing our ideological self, our idiot self, our personas, our survival suits - at this point because this inequality to reality has manifested without, as we have created this through sounding the superstition again and again and again until the sound of this reverberates through all of earth- our superstitious selfs as mind. Ironically we fear losing our lack.  lol

In all, this process shows us that we are able to take in even overcomplicated superstition, which means we are able to learn, to understand, even if it is mis-understanding, and there is a lot of mis-understanding on this earth - just open the newspaper and read the news and you will see the outplay of superstition all over the earth, our accepted behaviors of lack, our rejection of what is real the physical, life. Here, many walk in self pity, believing that no one understands them. What has not been under-stood/supported is life. Thus, until all life is supported, we as ourselves as life are not supported and we as ourselves as life cannot be what we are. So, we are all alone in our superstitious state of not being understood, thus the pity patter can stop. The good news is that you are not alone is “ feeling” that no one understands, because none of us is allowing ourselves to feel as life! 

The program has to be cleaned up, ordered in clarity. And, yes, this will cause a shaking up of the superstitious programs that are only  a lack, a separation from life, where the parts are not all good or bad, simply a partial story that is not equal and one to and as the actual real physical world. You have been had and this will continue if we accept and allow the superstition to be what we are.

We have allowed our words to become a cross of lack that we bear/bare the separation from life, and yet, the word is the key, the structure, to becoming a living person, here.

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Day 394 Paranoia of the Unknown: Superstitious Society

Paranoia of the Unknown Superstitious Society

We all can agree that the mind carries, or is the broadcaster of memories, we all have them, we wallow in them, we hold them dear as though they are more real than what is here as actual physical reality. This is a superstition onto reality. I am not saying that memories are good or bad, that images in our mind of the past are necessarily good or bad, but when given more value than reality, we become a superstitious society, because we are believing the image in our mind to be of more value than the actual physical reality. 

I listened to this talk about viruses, and at one point he asked a woman that came into his office if  she had changed in behavior after having a blood transfusion. The woman had said yes, she was “ stronger and more angry.”  This naturopathic doctor had said that she had the DNA from the person she had received the blood transfusion from, and thus she had the behaviors of that person as his DNA. I wonder if she also had new pictures as memories running through her head? I am not sure that I agree with all this man discusses, but I found this part of the lecture to be in line with what desteni has been saying about how the physical has a inter-dimensional system that holds images and that the mind is directing us as images, as thoughts, as opinions, ideas and beliefs.

This would mean that as children we get the memories of our parents, and that we take on the memories, or weave stories as new images in our minds as we live our lives, and also have new images fed into us via media and television. Thus, if we are a society that would make the images in our minds greater than what is actually physically here, and we have images from the past as our DNA, and we can also add images as memories as photos within having blood transfusions, what are we doing to ourselves in allowing all of this and living as a superstition as the function of the mind as image rebroadcaster that we make more real than the physical?

Is this why this physical world exists with so much harm going on instead of harmony?

And is this used so that a few can live some superstitious ideology that is an image and likeness of being more than something else, because they have images of themselves as some kind of emperor wearing elaborate clothing? And that this image is more real than reality? How does one maintain this to their advantage? 

Create a society where images are fed to entertain, to misrepresent reality, to create an existence of humans that live in a separate reality unknowing of the physical reality? I mean, within this, if the physical world were laid out in how it functions clearly, then it would be realized that our present system exists as superstition instead of as common sense, this natural ability we all have, a gift of life, to equalize to and as what is real as life, this is being shut down with the present system, which we are all accepting and allowing.  We each create the present society that is what it does, a system of inequality as the basic needs of the physical not being met, and thus the consequence a system that is unequal to life. A system that in its inequality to life is ignoring the physical, using this physical world to feed a superstitious reality that is limited. And I want to say, this does not suggest that this grid that is here is all bad. Having a family is precious, but the inclusion of realizing the physical world stands as ordering this system to include all life, valuing all life, as life being the value as the physical form that is what is real and allows us to exist, and as this wanting for your neighbor what you want for yourself, the chance to live and enjoy having a family, having animals, having children, interacting and being here with this physical world, taking care of it, valuing it as this physical world is what is real.

The physical acts are what are real, what we are allowing on earth, is what is real. Facts based on  pictures in our minds are not what is real, especially since the pictures in our minds can be influenced by what is presented in the media controlled by a few who have managed to control information, and pictures on a screen are information, they in-form us, as we as mind take in the pictures presented. it is like the pictures presented are a dress code for ignorance, this code serving the self interest of a few. And meanwhile the rest of us are existing in our own  self innerrest as superstitious images as mind being made greater than the actual physical world.

I would try self forgiveness for them, because the heaviness of these images can be diminished through self forgiveness, and then equality to here can begin, and one can begin to become the “ lightness of being” allowing more ease here with and as real life, the physical.  Ironically, this “ lightness” is turning off the lights as the picture show of the mind, the picture show of superstition creating an unknowing of what is real, what is the value, which is the physical world that allows us to understand life, become equal and one to and as life here.

So, we come into this world, senses relatively intact, and we absorb a world of adults being directed by superstition as memory made greater than physical reality, and we watch images on a screen that serve the self interest of the few who supposedly represent us, who have self interests of their own as they were raised within the same superstitious environment and want to maintain their own superstition, so what is presented will feed the fairy tale superstition of the mind as limited behaviors and thereby creating an attention deficit disorder from the actual physical world.

Now we know why we are making so many zombie movies, because in essence we have all become zombies, as our mental reality, this mind within us that holds pictures, that uses the physical and cannot exist without it, to separate us from actual physical reality.

And in essence we are all to blame, because we accepted this.

Within all this the solution is to look at the physical world in fact, to look directly at how the physical world moves and functions, how here works. This means to realize that if one dumps chemicals into the water, the water is going to become polluted upsetting the natural world.

This means that if we confine a four legged animal into a cage and feed it something other than is was designed to eat, that animal is going to get out of physical alignment and will eventually exhibit characteristics of frustration and disease, and that if we eat this, we as well will become diseased.

This means that if we follow the pretty pictures presented on TV that suggest coke is fun, without actually looking at what is causing our ill health, and at what the total consequence of this corporation, this corps(e) that coke production creates on this earth, in detail, from the plants used and the state of the labor that produced them, and the effects on the actual real physical environment, then we are in effect existing in an idea that bears not witness to physical reality.  And, make no mistake about it, there is no excuse for this ignorance, none. It is unacceptable. Here we must ask ourselves if the images we exist as as our reality in and as our minds, are they worth more than our children and the trees, and the water and the air? No, they are not worth more, and I am not rejecting  some of the values we exist as, I am not denying family, I am saying that if family is valued - then what we have allowed on this earth as the present system of inequality that is a pyramids scheme based on limited ideas in and as our minds - must come to an end. It is the system mimicking the mind that is the  elephant in the room that is taking the space of reality/real life, the potential for heaven on earth.

There are even war veterans saying that there is an elephant in their room as their minds, and it is showing them that what they accepted and allowed as crimes against life serving the interests of a few, are screaming so loud in their heads that they can no longer deal with life, as they realize they are not living life, and that there are too many people ignoring themselves as physical beings choosing superstition before life, and as this, this screaming veteran feels helpless to change this world, to get people to wake up and listen to what is really happening on  this earth, this that is the only choice, to stand and realize that the physical world is what is real and that a system must be put in place that cares and works with what is real, the physical, and that this is the value as this is life, this is what allows life to be and if we do not start to care about the actual real physical, and stop blaming and spiting one another, and stand together to actually stand and create a change, we are missing life. Because a life lived as the mind, as pictures in our heads, is a life that has not been lived, because the images consume our flesh and what is left is death, here on earth and as self because life as the physical was not supported. We become the corps(e) that we have accepted and allowed. And we are the corps(e) because this is composed of people.

And any real parent would not allow this. A real parent would realize that the only choice is life, thus rejecting life is not possible, so the suffering that is self created by all of us, will continue until we get so sick and tired of being in a state of disease, we finally stand up. This state of disease we leave behind for out children those we pro-port to love. if we really loved our children, we would step out of our minds, reconnect with what is real, as this physical world, and get this world in order. It is the only choice.

This must be done by a huge collective. This means all of us that can read this. we must stand and place a system that supports the physical world, that realizes the basic needs of the physical, as this is what is real, to bring this earth to a point where physical reality is cared for and no harm exists. Here we give up the images in and as our minds, seeming to be giving up everything, when in fact we will gain everything. The mind is illusion, but the values that are a part of the images need not be lost, but realized in physical fact, here, on earth. Heaven - as the good that exists as parts of the images in and as our minds - can exist, we need only stand and order this world to care for all life.

Support BIG, a basic income guarantee, to give what is here as all men, as physical beings on this earth, what is needed to live, and as the system now stands, this means a living wage. BIG supports some to make more than others, as this is a step in a gradual change where the bringing of ourselves back to earth, back into the physical is not too sudden and drastic of a change from the mind superstition made greater than life, towards realizing that the physical world must be supported as a physical form if behaviors of suppression and frustration are to end. Humans are born with common sense, it is time to allow this to flourish and to use this to get this world in order.

If you exist as a superstition as the images in your mind being more than physical reality, this is self building a paranoia of the unknown, a separation from life, where the fears are simply self disconnected to what is real physical reality, a reality that can be known in structure and function. It is only a belief as mind, taught from childhood, that self cannot know how the world functions. The world is the gift of life, of course it can be understood, all it takes is to stop the mind and look. This is common sense.

Day 265 The abuse of a lack of presence equal to the physical

An interlude (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I realize that when I am directly working with another person, I really tend not to judge them as much as when I am at a distance.
For example,I lived below an elderly woman who was probably on “blood thinners” because she would get these nose bleeds and show up at my door, blood running profusely out of her nose, asking for help. I would help here, I did not even think twice about the blood that was going everywhere. I just dealt with it, did not think about it.
After helping her and going back into my own space, it was then that I had reactions based on an idea of her blood having gotten onto my hands etc. Which went against all common sense, and even against my immediate reaction to her blood. What needed to be done, to help her, in the moment was all that i did, and if it meant getting some of her blood on me, so be it. I didn’t think about it.
Yet, afterwards the imagination went crazy, with fear, as play-outs of possibility. All kinds of conversations/thoughts running wild. Why does this woman come to me - what can I do, what if I catch something from her blood, how could I have touched her blood, why does she not call the paramedics, she just wants attention. So far in my life, as far as I can tell, when confronted with the immediacy of a situation, such reactions as my thoughts, are not even listened to. Do I have at least some integrity left, where common sense practically within the moment, is what continues to direct me?
I take this and I relate this to racism.
In my son’s fifth year of elementary school he had one black boy in his class ( now my children had grown up with a neighbor who was black and he was very close to my children). I think it was mid-year when my son started to come home and say to me , Mom, I am always working with X ( X was a black boy). I asked some questions but did not make a big deal about the situation. It was when my son persisted that I started to look at the situation some more.
What I found out was that the teacher paired students together during work, and my son was always paired with the black boy, and he had started, after half a school year, to want to be paired with others as well, not ONLY X.
Just about the time that I realized this, and I may have told my son to ask the teacher to pair him with other students as well, that the teacher called me and said, “ Your son is being difficult, he does not want to work with X.” So, I asked the teacher, has my son worked with X all year?. Is he not just asking to have some variation?”. This is when the teacher said to me, “ The other children will not work with X” ( now there are two levels here, one is that X was evidently not a very focused student and the other was that he was black) .
So, I said to the teacher, “ You mean to tell me that my son has to always work with this boy because none of the others will work with him?” , “ Are you allowing other students to form different pairs?”, “ Has my son worked with this boy all year?”, “ Is he just asking to have a chance to work with a different person, as he sees others doing, possibly?”
It did not matter what i said this teacher, like a fucking robot just kept saying the same thing to me, “ My son, is refusing to work with X”, “ He is being difficult”. I was astounded. To say the least.
I knew all the parents of these children, there were others boys that did the school work, there were other possibilities. There were parents of children that were “upstanding citizens of the community” in this class; one was the son of a teacher, and the other was a son of a successful business in town. There was no reason why the pairings could not exist within some variety.
I was simply asking the teacher to allow some variety, as what my son had seen and asked for.
Even when I pointed out that what she was telling me was racist, she persisted, she just kept saying that no one else would work with X - and even within this, if my son worked with X because the work got done, as X had difficulty in doing the work, having my son work with this boy because of this was in no way helping this boy begin to be able to do the work himself. This is racism intellectually as well, in assuming a situation where this boy’s inability to work was not addressed. Criminal really. And my son was being made out to be the criminal, despite all common sense being asked, it was completely ignored and no matter what i said this teacher seemed to not be able to stand outside of what she was saying. I ended up explaining to my son that all of this was really messed up and that he would have to work with this boy, because he was being made out to be the “ bad guy” and the ignorance was so thick, it was not worth it to fight this battle, even though I had made it clear to this teacher what she was saying. I got to the point where i would speak my mind, and then let it go, because the push back was of such ignorance, I alone could not change this.
In the class year book, this black boy X had, when asked the question of who he wanted to be when he grew up, “ I want to be Willy.” That is really sick. Some might make this into a “Hallmark moment” but this is NOT what this is. This is fucking sick, that a little black boy would perhaps finally have another boy look at him like a person, a boy that had no qualms about the color of his skin because he had had a childhood friend who was black and had never encountered aversion to a black skinned boy, and when he saw others in the group doing this, started to want to do something else, ( for various reasons , some of which were because of the racism) and thus was becoming aware that being with a black person meant not being able to be with others, as the reactions of others against this, meant that my son had then to become this too. How in the hell can a child deal with this? And being alone at that? These pressures, and this ignorance in lack of common sense of what is here! What other pressures exist on our children, so seemingly subtly enforced through silent borders not called out by name for what they really are? And is the conditioning the same, within myself, in that no matter what I said to this teacher, she just kept repeating the same ignorant party line of accepted ignorant division?
Now that i have ranted about that, back to my original point.
So, I was working with this young “black” boy. I reach out and I touch hisi hand ( his mother was there). I have no qualms about this boy, in the moment, he is simply a boy, a person, flesh and blood.
So, in this same elementary school, there was a scene with this “black boy” i am working with. He had evidently shit in his pants while in kindergarten one day, at recess.
Now, this boy had some anxiety problem, where he would hold in his feces. How this developed, was not discussed, not looked at, as we humans get emotional about everything, and do not look at how our physical bodies work in common sense, and give names to things, such as something like shit being disgusting - not realizing that shit is food waste and nothing else. (I can hear the retarded thinking that if shit is not disgusting then…. which means you are being emotional if this comes up within you, and you are a walking judgement without common sense)
So, this boy, who happens to have black skin, and some “held in anxiety” that affects him, which happens to be intestinal, during a point of calm, recess, suddenly defecates in his pants. What does the teacher here in this school do? She gets angry with this small human being, and tells him he did this on purpose, and makes him stand in the middle of the room until his mother comes to fetch him. Incredible, a teacher who cannot deal with shit- would she have done the same if this child was the son of the police officer parent, or teacher parent in the school? Of course not.
And it goes on and on, as I am here telling this story of no life, and I was told this story of no life, again and again by a distraught mother, meanwhile the same tension exists within the child. So nothing has been addressed, and the emotional anxiety continues via a memory, to be told again and again, the hurt being carried around like a burden. And so it goes. And this is so thick , this none common sensical action, that seeing through all of this and correcting it seems nearly impossible.
But this moment, the immediate, the here, this moment, when the blood is in front of me, and that little black hand is here, right in front of me, this blood is blood, this old woman needs help, this child is a child, the skin darker, yet the child is a human with a hand just like mine. In these here moments of common sense with what is actually simply real. All the thoughts, and the ideas and the fears and the emotions, are not real, they are ideas of something other than it is, they have no awareness in common sense of any dimension of life as what is physically real, not seeing what is actually here and how here functions in common sense, and placing a judgement onto something based on ideas lacking insight to what is physically real and how the actual physical functions, are imaginations based on no -looking, based on secondary borders of self interest, based on ahierarchy lacking understanding of the actual physical world, ideas that are superstitious, beliefs that are based on character development bred in a history of economic division, where the lack of physical support as a human, leads to diminishment in health and development, this then being carried out genetically as this lack develops physical diminishment, as the separation from “wholeness” remains until aligned. Which means that even a lack in vocabulary is passed from one generation to another ( and this in abody that resonates what is taught, as all that water with which the human is composed of the influence of one’s original home life and then stagnant) THis is the sins of the father being physically carried down with each generation based on environmental and social exposure inequality that was never ever taken care of, in ignorance of this actual physical world.
We are all the same. Yet we have imposed beliefs, ideas and opinions, in lack of common sense of what is real, this actual physical world, the gift of life.
Blood is blood, shit is shit, pigment is pigment, health is health, the physical requires proper sustenance - lack of proper sustenance leads to dis-ease - a LACK of ease.
In being racist, one does not only hurt the one being judged, one hurts self and all generations of children to come.

In fearing to clean up shit because it comes from a skin with pigment, the ignorance of self within how the actual physical works, where that child had developed an ignorance of self physically and created dark shadows of this in fear of understanding what was physically going on, as the emotions of the adult were what was shouted and cried, this being what was embedded within this child, lacking all common sense, and thus carried into kindergarten as never having been worked through in a stew of others being the same, one big fat compounded mess of separation from what is real, this physical world. This behavior, that is ignorance, that is what our mind consciousness is showing us, a tool to see what we have not seen in equality and oneness as what is real as the actual physical world, this behavior, as the one being the victim, of the one being the bully of limited awareness, perpetuates abuse. Abuse is ignorance. Period.
Simple.
This has to stop.
This economic hierarchy must be removed by what placed this here, what allowed this, what perpetuates this, which is the human, which is man.
The means are available to take care of life, to allow life to exist within full development. The means exists to allow life to be life, here, in expression.
Racism, classism, elitism, nationalism, is all a judgement in separation from life, all of it.
The behaviors that exist, are caused by lack, in not allowing healthful sustaining practices and in perpetuated beliefs that are a mirage embedded in the physical, a physical body able to hold resonances of limitation, energetic non sustaining, insubstantial movement that is the separation from life, as it is not living equal and one as life. What does not sustain, what is not realizing the physical and how it functions in common sense, is diminishing life, and this is the system at present on earth.
Time to wake up and realize beliefs, opinions and ideas are separations from life, they are what in self ignores the actual functioning of this physical world.
Thus, support of a system that equalizes care to all of earth, to all that is here, is to stand and support awareness of the physical world as life, as what is life, this meaning that all is life. Everything.
The only way to clean up life, is to take care of life, all of it, equally. This means this physical world.
Equal Money Capitalism is to realize this, a structure to realize this, to remove the superstitious judgements ignorant of this physical world. The mind dramas as picture shows are not real, the fantasy has nothing to do with what is here. As the mind takes pictures and if these pictures are composed of emotions and feelings, desires and wants ( just thinksexual obsession) these emotions and feelings and desires, obsessions, are a distortion of reality and thus a separation from what is real from what is fulfilling as life. Just as that child lacks in sustenance and is unable to develop to just BE, so that imaginary desire is never fulfilling because it is not considering what is physically real. Thus, the superficialis illusion, in separation from life. Yet, the simplicity of being one and equal to the physical world, would be fulfilling. It is like we are existing, in being mind only as memory, in reverse of life. One is perpetual seeking and longing, and the other is actual living where no more longing could exist.
Strand up, and support Equal Money Capitalism, take what is here, as being what supports life, and use this capital to support the value being life, where life is what is the capital existent on earth, as this is the real value, here.
The rewards of such a system benefit all. This is simple to realize if one takes the time to look. Slows down, uses common sense and actually looks.
There is a course, provided for free, by desteni, to walk one into seeing how emotions, thoughts and feelings are the reflection of self in separation, as judgement, as mind only, as what is determining this world or abuse. Thus, can one begin to realize self's existence in reverse of life.
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Day 198 The word of the male.

I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to become submissive within existing within a relationship, as a belief, with a male vs. a female, where it is not polite to contradict the male, as what I have been taught is to idolize-make more than- the male, not seeing realizing and understanding that the male is a creation of the substance of life, where what is the value is the life as the substance, thus what is best for life as this physical world as it is all life, is what is best and not what serves this male as an idea as being more than or having a final word.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe that the words from a male are the final word, as it is not that the male speaks these words, as a male can speak what is best for all, it is the word as realizing that all of this physical world is the substance of life, and, as this, it is to be a living word as a word that supports and realizes that all life is one and equal as it is the form of the physical that is the vehicle of the expression of life, as this is the gift; here the only support given is to recognize this physical world as an expression of life and support this.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to become irritated with having to listen to a male, which is myself separating from myself within hearing what is best for all as I react within resonant past accepted and allowed behaviors of belief and thus allow uncertainty and fear within myself in fear of loss, in fear of aggressive reactive behaviors from the male, as the ego of the male, as mind, as energy, will choose to not die, meaning will resist change, yet if I breath and remain here in common sense, replies that consider what is best for all within this present system of manifest inequality and separation from the value being life as the current profit based system of capitalism that is monopoly where a few of the most aggressive end up owning everything and believing their creation - as their “grab” shows a win and power when in fact it is ignorance of the value of life being that which is the substance of this creation on earth, something that cannot be owned, could this be owned than it would be understood; and understanding means having insight into creating heaven on earth instead of hell on earth, as heaven on earth is realizing the value is life and that creation as this physical world is the expression of this value being life.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to want to run away from hearing the same thing said in response to what I have to say, where I feel like I am not being heard, not realizing that what is wanting to be heard is a self validation as an end all be all, as the mind, as ego, exists within a limited ability towards insight when only parts are seen and there is no physical common sense of the multi-dimensions within the totality of existence, which is why so much abusive behavior exists on earth, behavior that is destructive and ignorant of how this physical world functions, as the denial of life is not allowing the form of the physical to express itself as life as the very form it takes.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe a sense of dread that comes up in relation to speaking up towards what a male says, in fear of having to hear the same thing again.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to imagine being bullied and cast away should I not accept the word of the male as “the word” where in this moment I breath and I stand and I listen to what is being said and I speak up in common sense of what is real as the value being life.
I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that if I allow myself to exist within “dread” i become stagnant and limited, where I perpetuate what is not existing within oneness and equality as the living word as what is best for all is best for self.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting a memory of my past to be what is real, not seeing, realizing and understanding that this is a “ghost” of the past, as a superstition that I can either accept as real or stand up within and forgive myself to as what was taught, as what was shown, as what was expected as a child with no ability to express and no direction given within developing an awareness of self direction in and as the value being life in common sense with the equality and oneness of what I am as the substance of creation that is this physical world- a gift of life to b-earth oneself as life, to see, realize and understand that I am here, an adult, and no memoryneed define me as what I am, as it exists only as a superstition resonant within and as the environment within which I lived as a child within a system unsupportive of life as the human idolizing an object having forgotten the substance of all that exists as what is the value, which is life, where this condition of the human as collectively created/allowed a system of inequality, allowing a monopoly where the tool to buy idols is money, as the value as life is not realized, as life is subject to beliefs, opinions and ideas of more than and less than, of gain and loss, which needs to stop and a system of Equal Money that is supportive of all life, realizing life is the value will stop the superstitions of the mind and the rampant disregard manifesting horrific abuse of life on this planet.
I forgive myself for not allowing and accepting myself to see, realize and understand that physically my body constricts when I do not remain within and as breath and speak up in support of life as what is best for all, as though the very NON speaking up in support of life, as the instrument of life, as my human physical body, not being used as life and instead being destroyed through the abuse of following superstition in and as the mind as belief, opinion and idea , to relationships that are inconsiderate of the whole, where I at one time tried to imagine a peaceful place in and as my mind and all that happened was that I got the most awful headaches as it seemed to be so forced, I just stopped one day, as it seemed like a fantasy mind fuck which is exactly what it was, as this should not be something that causes headaches.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to not realize that when I fear speaking up I am not in support of myself, which is to say I am not in support of life, where my physical human body actually starts to feel tight and heavy in my lower back, and within this there is a voice that just came up where I say, “ I have no where to go” which is just the reverberation in and as voices in my head as my past, the voice of a ghost of my past as a memory as a product of the current system of limited insight and stagnation as what this current system is as the lack of development of myself as life as a human physical instrument of life, a voice of value judgement representing a separation from life, from equality and oneness in and as life.
I forgive myself for allowing and accepting myself to believe such a voice, as what I accepted and allowed, in abdication of life, as a character of futility, denying myself of breath and the being of myself as an instrument of life existing here as the living word, this being of myself one and equal with all existent on earth, here.

I commit myself to seeing realizing and understanding that no matter what is said around me, within or without, that is not one and equal to what is best for all, is in fact the word of superstition, as a ghost of life, a word of no substance, thus is able to be brought back to myself as life in common sense of life through no longer fearing the voices of the past, as the ghosts of the mind as belief, opinion and idea in relation to a propagated self interest in fear of loss of myself as an object developed to survive having forgotten myself as the substance of life on a world where the physical is support in allowing me to realize that life is the value and thus there need be no fear of loss.
I commit myself to seeing, realizing and understanding that actually being here, in and as breath, in simplicity with what is physically here is actually a relief, at first seemingly boring, as leaving the energetic addictions in and as the mind appear to resist their death, what in fact happens is the calm and the quiet, and the breath are simple and gentle, where things in the physical can be walked without complaint and actually enjoyed, and finding solutions as understanding how things work in fact is fun, like learning to actually move a violin string and the bow on the string.
I commit myself to realizing that I have existed within constriction for so long that this will take some practice, some deconstructing to reconstruct as myself in self honesty and self responsibility in and as life, here.
I commit myself to breathing, to being aware of my breath in every moment , here.

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Day 138 What happened to the potential in our children?

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I had to drive a distance today. In the car, in a lot of traffic. So many thoughts coming up, daydreaming. Stop.  Knowing the thoughts will just loop around and go nowhere, not solve anything, much like anger, an act of tantrum and not an act of direction. Simple common sense. The daydreaming, suddenly there, so habitual. So consuming, so pointless. like anger, as I said.

To get on top of my thoughts, emotions and feelings as myself in separation, myself with no direction, just storming away. That is what they are. No substance at all. This takes time. How mush more is there. A lot, because I am not absolutely directive. I had the heavy feeling of not wanting to write tonight. But the writing gets this out, pulls it out, to the point where there is no choice but to write, to get more of this separation back into self, so that self can begin to have some substance and not be so divided and conquered by the mind, by the storms,  of no substance.

How much further can one go, to the point where this can be brought up in the children?

Imagine children, no longer loosing potential, as what I have heard so many parents say. I have heard my father and another man, say that their child showed so much potential as children and then go on to describe how their children were. And then the solemn look on their faces, like the longing for the feeling of the potential of the child is all there is, instead of the question as to what happened. This must not be part of the program, to ask such questions. Here one must face a fear, it is more comforting to wallow in the memory of the child’s potential, and to wallow in the pity of lost opportunity. This makes one feel as though one has meaning? The drug of emotion, the memory of hope. What is this, does this do anything? It is pointless. And obviously, it can have no substance, as it is a wallow and not directive, it is a wishing, about as productive as throwing a coin in a well and uttering some words. Has superstition, placing/projecting a want, need and/or desire onto something worked with absolute accuracy? No, definitely not, or this world would be a different place. Obviously.

There is nothing wrong with the want within this scenario of children, but asking an invisible force to comply is ridiculous, because the magic is in doing this as self, being this as self, living this potential, thus how can someone else do this for the child? They can’t, it has to be realized, physically realized, self directed, lived.

And this is not happening. Instead the child grows up and becomes the same as the father, sighing and imagining a moment of seeing potential. And so it goes, the sins of the fathers. Generation after generation. Is there a message in the use of the word “generation” within signifying the past?

I mean, by the time parents have aged, they have become such good factory workers, for this system, that they choose to file into a church, a place of worship, and stand or sit in rows and listen to one voice tell them what they are, what to do, how to be etc. Just as they began, in school, so many years ago. 

Is there any self direction developed in this scenario? Is there any substance to this scenario? Is this bringing forth the potential of that child, seen and forgotten, wallowed away into seeking direction instead of being direction? Is not the answer right here? This absence of directive, self directive development?

Wouldn’t it make sense that within a profit based system, this very self development would not be a good idea, as self developed and thus self able, and thus self directed in common sense people/children would emerge and no longer file in line to school, file in line to the grave, from the school door to the church door. There is a lot more on this earth than these man made doors.

Wake up. Become something of substance. bring up that spark of potential in the child seen, make not of it a dream, but an actual physical, healthy reality, as what it is in fact.

This is what is life, this is the value, that unique spark in that child, ready for direction. This system of inequality will not develop this, as this is not profitable for a few, because this is allowing all to be life, to live the value, the substance of life as what we are in fact. Thus this system must change, to support this as the value. What is here is given freely to allow this to be, as this is what here is! This system of inequality denies this, and it has gone on for so long that we can no longer see this. This is the separation that exists as the human. Only Humpty Dumpty can put this back together again. We have been told in so many ways.

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