No matter where I turn the awakening is screaming out at me. Every event and announcement of intention by the dark side, no matter how destructive and disturbing, is only precipitating more conscious awareness and very present, personal involvement by humanity. It’s a thrilling time. If it weren’t for what we consider to be terrible and tragic events being perpetrated on humanity, our tidal wave of awakening would not have the momentum it has gathered and continues to gain.
I’m not saying to bring on the madness, but I am saying they can’t do anything against the truth, only for it. They can only rage against it and thus give themselves away to the very people they’ve tried so hard to put to sleep. The joke’s on them.
I had a thought tonight as I was watching the night clouds pass in front of the huge super moon. I was thinking how true inner happiness is not contingent on circumstances. It’s born of a deep spiritual knowledge of our eternal nature and its connectivity to our glorious multiverse. While we’ve been entrained to think happiness comes after something transpires as in “happy endings”, we are entitled to live in an ever present “happy now” way of life, despite the difficulties we pass through, even the eventuality of death from this life and the intended demise of our planet.
Searching? Or Finding
Having been at Woodstock I had a front row seat to the desperation of my generation to find meaning amid chaos and often violent eruptions of artistic expression. While the event was a thrill to see so many like minded searchers, it left a bittersweet taste in my mouth for our future. There was too much chaos, blind directionless rebellion and lack of real conscious people-empowering leadership. It was a hip knock off of something I knew in my heart could have been a much more clear headed and thoughtfully constructive and directed event.
Knowing what I know now about the CIA involvement in the drug and music scene and the occult underpinnings within that movement it makes sense, but it was a very sad feeling I came away with, although I didn’t know how to process it at the time. Perhaps sliding down a muddy hill in my rain soaked sleeping bag had something to do with my disillusionment, ha!
But again, that song America lurks in my mind.
Happy Endings – Putting Off What Is Rightfully Ours
Such is their wicked way. A perfect example of the fruits of fictitious, fear based fantasy.
Hollywood, another construct under similar control, pushes this same agenda. Dreaming of happy endings is all about disempowerment. While it appears innocent and lovey dovey enough, it’s a delay mechanism, putting off fulfillment until the story unravels, a very clever way to say “endure the pain we’re inflicting, things will be OK in the end”….not. Not in their designed script. Sure, in the consciousness realm we see things “work out”, but we must understand how manipulable this mindset is in the context of political, or even more dastardly, religious promises of future change and the even more insidiously planted “heaven” or “nirvana” concepts, for that matter.
We’re up against formidable foes, entrenched intelligent cockroaches in full blown positions of power. All of this has been humanity’s recent history and has been documented if you can read between the lines. What we’re told or “shown” is only what they want us to hear and know. Never forget that. The public screening we’re made to feel oh so grateful for is the image, as in imagination, that is being projected on our mental and psychic screens, the perfect illustration of which is tell-lie-vision.
The real story lurks in the shadows. Deliberately.
The Treadmill of the Time Illusion
Beginning and ending is a factor of time, which is ultimately an illusion. While we operate in this milieu of influences we are much more than that, and therein lies our wonderful potential. Allowing ourselves to be limited within those “guidelines” is tantamount to volunteer slavery. The very fact that humanity can think and imagine past these concepts testifies to its very reality.
The ultimate challenge then becomes how we respond to this condition we find ourselves in. Do we succumb and play possum in a world of absolute conflict and contradiction, or do we arise and take control of our personal destiny? That again depends upon personal awakening, not just a willingness, but a hunger to find our true spiritual source and the meaning of existence.
It awaits patiently for the true seeker to find.
The Questions to Ask
We have to snap out of the trance in every aspect of its contagion. The battle has now been precipitated into very clear choices and on a very personal level. Will we, or won’t we? Will I, or won’t I?
We can’t look around for validation. It’s each of ours to make some very serious decisions. Am I in, or am I out? Will I commit, or will I cop out?
I’ll leave you with this final thought:
Love always, Zen