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F*$K THIS! (may be considered full of foul language… but I say it’s context is right on)

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Image                                                                                                                             Excuse me for being brash… crude; crass, rude, un-Kosher, un-classy, and perhaps even UNACCEPTABLE…. but I am pretty sure I am not the only one, IN THIS BIG yet small World… who at times, thinks; Fuck This.

Fuck it all!  Fuck this, fuck that, and use a whiffle ball bat!

I can’t say what moments bring you to that point, but I DO know I have ’em.  I struggle.  I look at the accumulation of all that is, and see its potential to be so much more… and in the same glance I see all the hurdles and blocks that restrict the way.

I see it every day.  And some days, I feel like a champion. I love a challenge and I am ready to meet any one that may come, head on.  But some days, I just wanna say “Fuck THIS… it isn’t worth my time/energy/creativity/life force.”

It isn’t because I am lazy… but rather because everyday I wake up, I rise with the belief that “Today will be better!  Today I won’t have to give looks of confusion or redundant disbelief, because they will get IT too!  And perhaps today will be the day of harmony!  Finally we can all just get over ourselves and GET ON with Our Next Big Task.”

I get, like two minutes into my day, only to realize….uh well, today probably isn’t THAT Day.  And I know this because I am the first person I encounter in a day… and if I am not, for some reason, bliss-ed out… well chances are no one else is.

There are many philosophical discussions on perspective.  How our perspective, colors and influences the World we see and interact with it.  Cultures far older, honor a system of reflection.  The greater I AM, IS ALL and WE ARE IT, and IT IS US… and so it goes.  Perhaps no One Person is Perfect…but between the collection of our experiences, together we can create a symbiosis of Perfection through Our unique expressions and perceptions.

Anyway… along those lines,  many cultures talk about an up coming “Golden Age.”  A proverbial time many have found intriguing for the fact they feel the same aching, internally, in which says…”Fuck This.”

It doesn’t have to be rude, or mean.  It doesn’t have to even relate to laziness or cowardliness..  Rather it comes from a conclusion, which is far headier than most want to admit to.  It comes down, or rather UP to seeing a bigger picture; which quite frankly may invoke a desire to shit ones pants.

It is the acceptance of our collective nature in a Source, far more multifaceted than modern cultures and religions have given it credit for.  When the Hindus talk about having 33 million Gods in their belief… but One Absolute…  They could be very close to the Truth.  I mean if we are all made of the same star dust; and If We look at Ourselves, We see many faces of God. At that point it seems weird to have such superficial divisions.  (Except for the fact that there are have been those who wish to enslave humanity, knowingly.  And only for nefarious reasons… which we are observing and taking emotional action toward…)

Some of Us are only just now recognizing the repetitive nature of existence.   It’s lessons, our participation, and It’s steadfast nature in conveying impressions of Truth through any avenue.  It is unavoidable.

For some of us,  It seems We have been struggling, consciously, longer than others.

Perhaps this is where competition really stems.  If there is an “end,” then most likely it is “Source.”  Why shouldn’t we rush, and push each other to get there? Like Spiritual Sperm finding the Etheric Egg. Most of Us are in for the long haul, but many of Us are reaching Our own thresholds in a way of in-explainable proportions.

The game is just an old rehash, kids. From every parallel and perpendicular; every story has been played out, far too many times…. EXCEPT,  the ones that include Ascended Masters.

No one gets tired of imagining themselves as some sort of Savior… meanwhile defaulting in  realities mind fuck, in such a way that it relies on some one else to take the proverbial reins and Save, what could be seen as a Sinking Spiritual Ship that is the Hopeless Human.

And that is what separates those who say “Fuck This,”  and mean it as a mantra of not giving up… and those who say the same words, with different tones, resonating in defeat and complete submission to the moment, with out regard to the end result which comes in it’s own way, unprovoked.

I, was a child, who never really liked just chatting about the weather… but I sure did enjoy talking about having control over it.  These are conversations of sages and the Future.  I am by no means calling myself a Sage.  But I will admit to being a voice of the Future, and Let me tell you; The Future is Now.

Sure, sure, sure… people have been saying that for a long time… but never in history (this time around) have We been able to reach such a critical mass of people, so quickly, who see through the bullshit; and know better than to wait on a Savior. THEY= YOU, know You have the ability to Save Yourself/ Us.   You/We are just waiting on the 100th Monkey to pick up the straw, and go with it.

I know at some point, We will get our 100th Monkey… and I will not give up hope.  Just as, in turn I will say;  The journey has been crazy and worth it… and I am here to endure it.  But at times I find We have neglected Our Own Divinity too long.  It’s time to hop on Our Own Soul Train… We have had time to reflect on our past, we have been given opportunities to endlessly rehash… But Now, a new sun on a new horizon, and it is calling Us.

No more fussing and fighting.  Time is calling for Re Uniting.  And we are the ones to live in the New Sun, We are the Ones who bring the blessings of Eternal Guiding.

When I say Fuck This… I honor where we have been… and I get it.

Do You?

When I say I want to move on, it is because my Soul says We Are Bound for SO Much MORE!

May you Master the Fuck Out of This Experience in order to be Confident in moving into the Next .

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Submit to Abandonment

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portalTake a moment to really meditate on the word “submission.”

What kind of feelings does it convey for you? Can you conjure the words?

Does it leave you feeling some what deflated, and limp?  Weak or powerless?

Maybe it feels productive some how…earned?  A relief.

How about the word “abandon”?

Is the feeling you get from this word visceral?  Deep and wide, like some sort of void?

Or perhaps it makes you feel free?  Without attachment and strings?

Words, words, words.

Perceptions, definitions, placation, sublimation, choices in participation… a positive and negative to every situation…silly souls sitting in stagnation.

Ok, words.  Powerful things.  Creatures with a life of their own, they are; these, words.

Triggers, even… or some may say.  We know through Gnosis words are magic, and organic, and mystic upside down simplistic ways of toying with physical manifestation.

I am doing it now… though through no specific attempt of my own.   This is just something that happens when I step bare foot into the flow that is already occurring.  Tonight, the water is a temperature which sets well with my blood.

In early 2003, I had moved home to “regroup”.  In my spare time I was participating in self led yoga.  I received an unexpected and green Christmas greeting from a friend on the West Coast.

I found it all so inspiring, and the weather so conducive, that despite the 30 degree temperature, I found a cozy spot of intense sun and 90 degree reflection on the deck and  in that Vitamin D bliss orb, I embarked on a transition in my artistic workings.

A pose came to mind.  The simplest pose there is… Childs Pose.  And that pose to me was Submission…. and Abandonment.

Strangely enough, it’s rich quality had absolutely nothing to do with anything negative.

In yoga, Child’s pose is usually a resting spot between inversions or as a way to end a sequence of moves.  When you examine how the body is positioned, knees tucked into the chest, forehead on the floor… arms extended out; it appears a drastic bow.  As the Muslims do when they pray… or as a child looks, asleep.  As though they fell asleep suddenly, submitting to their own exhaustion.

Literally, we think about submission… and to many, it means “giving up.”

Wikipedia says “Submission is the acknowledgement of the legitimacy of the power of one’s superior or superiors.”

This brings up the questions..Hmmm who is MY Superior?  Why would I submit to anything less?  Why does ‘submission’ and ‘submit’ feel like dirty words?  Why am I compelled to “feel submission” from a Higher Stand point? (More about this in a minute…)

Abandon…

How many people feel positive about THAT word?  I mean, honestly I think we could create a whole subculture of people who could associate to the best and worst attributes that would be connected to the the “Abandonment Tribe.”

Of all the situations that have fallen through, for the millions of hopeful souls out there… or for all the parents who died before their child’s ideal prime, only to be blamed in the big cosmic game, that is… Abandon (ment) has received quite a nasty rap… and yet it has SO MANY definitions…

People rarely take time to think and talk about all the things; people, and ideas that they have chosen to abandon over time, in order to grow and clear room for the new.  People have take sick pleasure in the seeming abuse of “being abandoned.”

It is an easy route to sympathy.  It is a scapegoat meant only for rainy day amusement.

Abandonment is SO BIG.  And WAY LESS nasty that we have given it credit for.

To loose all abandon; is to let go totally.  No longer is there consequence or forethought.  There is only the action which exists in the moment.

Many people find that to be dangerous and scary.   Abandonment has earned it’s bad rap through the perception of personal experience mixed equal parts, Fear God Complex.

Think about all the best parts of not giving a fuck what others think.  To abandon worry, or care… many find this irresponsible  and once they have partaken in it, find themselves in a retaliation cycle of guilt.

A person can walk with abandon and submission with out walking at all in negativity…

To walk and not care, to feel bliss and blessed by being regardless?

Yep, it’s pretty easy to do.  In fact your heart already knows how to…  You live and let live… You speak your mind when it feels right, You love despite doubt.  You breathe deep and enjoy the air in your lungs.  You do what is best for your Higher Self… you say “No” when your heart tells you… You cry at the beauty of nature with no shame… You see something GREATER in YOURSELF and in OTHERS… and YOU ARE SICK OF DENYING or pushing it to the wayside.

Submission and Abandon… well they are like two adopted sisters from the ghetto, living with a “good Christian family.”   The bad name branded through perception as a double edged sword.  But really they try just as hard with their lessons, and they show up when you don’t expect them to… and they show, they are not mutually exclusive when it comes to duality…

So Abandon all reason and doubt… Submit to Love, light and Laughter.

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Today I feel a change…

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fireToday I feel a little bit different.  Last night I went through pounds and pounds of old papers and journals.  The things we choose to hold on to, can be astounding.  I had pages of directions for locations I have been to, disconnected numbers of old friends… even pages written by owners of notebooks that came into my possession.  Most of the writing has some heavy emotional tie to it.

As I started sifting through these remnants of the past, I was hit by how much of this emotional baggage I have been carting around for the last ten years.  I try to keep my load light just as a rule, but I was literally weighing myself down with pages and pages that had no real additive to the over all story.

So I lost about ten pounds last night.  Ten pounds of unwanted, unmissable baggage.

My dreams were even effected by my actions, and I woke up feeling lighter than I have in a while.

I know through experience that clearing out the old, makes room for the newness.  Sometimes it is an easy thing to forget, as we become attached to the objects of our desire.  But soon we are reminded of discernment and to sift through the accumulation to find what really matters.  A clear house, a clear mind.

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Duality Transcendence

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mindIn my dream I was told that nothing was gonna happen, nothing was going to change, that the biggest deception of all, believing the world will rearrange.

And in my dream I thought to myself, well if nothing changes, than I refuse to go on, because I have a purpose inside that tells me I have to keep keepin’ on.

The East and the West are melding and lines have only been drawn in our minds. This Red Electric Skywalker will teach you to walk the thin line, then how to absolve what you find.

In physicality we have demonstrated demonology, we have played the part of duality, it has been inside of you and me for as long as we remember.

But when you slumber there are chances to rise above it.  To see what it has done to us.  You’ve chosen your own symbology, decided what it means to be: Human. 

But the Spirit in you, the one you haven’t given much credit to, has been on the sidelines this entire time guiding you through the mucky muck, when you thought it was just random luck.

Face it, we have been coerced to see the worst in ourselves and one another.  We understand now the possibility that lies within negativity. 

It’s become so blatant to see all around us.  We have fussed, and fought; been internally wrought with confusion.  We have ignored our own solutions.  The little hiding gem beneath the soiled dirt, beyond the pain and hurt, is love. 

Just love unconditional. 

When you dig down to find it, you will be guided by the light it gives.  And when you finally hold it in your hands, you understand the duality of man, and how to transcend it.  We weren’t left here with out devices to find love when the time was right.  So now, it is time for the light to absolve us.  To lighten the load below us.  To walk the clouds of confidence that lift us in love.

For the things you do not love in yourself, there is solution.  Change yourself in internal evolution, let your cells speak of revolution, for they are fighting  back.  When the vibrations of the lower start to choke you, let Universal Unconditional Love, stroke you back to health. 

You are a potential wealth of love.  No one can give it to you, find it for you, or tell you exactly where to go… but if you listen without judgment, that heaven sent map will guide you on your individual way, to the place of your hearts calling. 

So to those who dismiss the greatest mission we have ever had, well they just haven’t found theirs yet.

Let go of the things you’ve been told forever, walk through the stormy weather with a smile.  All the while knowing, that this motion is the needed emotion to making the world a little bit better. 

Again she said,

This is all in your head.