Break The Matrix (introduction)

  Introduction

While we live this earth is our place. If there is a Heaven it will
be here. If there is a Hell it will be here. Poisoned or perfect . . .
it is up to us.

I do not pretend to know what awaits us on the other side of
this life, but I am convinced we have been created on this
planet at this time to care for and help restore her delicate
balance. At the present time we are not living up to that calling
and are about to face a full frontal environmental breakdown.

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Break The Matrix (Chapter Two)

Choke Points

Although this writing may at first sound like just another expose of conspiracies, I can assure you it is not. Yes, the globalists are guilty of fomenting many dark conspiracies on their way to the top, but they are proud of what they are doing and openly admit to doing it. They see themselves and their one world government as the only hope for mankind and believe completely in the philosophy that ‘the end justifies the means’. . . that means they are willing to do whatever it takes to further their agenda to have total control and domination over us. If these are conspiracies, they are being fomented in broad daylight.

David Rockefeller, a member of one of the founding families of the globalist movement said recently in his autobiography that:

“For more than a century, ideological extremists at either end of the political spectrum have seized upon well-publicized incidents such as my encounter with Castro to attack the Rockefeller family for the inordinate influence they claim we wield over American political and economic institutions. Some even believe we are part of a secret cabal working against the best interests of the United States, characterizing my family and me as ‘internationalists’ and of conspiring with others around the world to build a more integrated global political and economic structure – one world, if you will. If that is the charge, I stand guilty, and I am proud of it.”

He continues on: “The anti-Rockefeller focus of these otherwise incompatible political positions owes much to Populism. ‘Populists’ believe in conspiracies, and one of the most enduring is that a secret group of international bankers and capitalists, and their minions, control the world’s economy. Because of my name and prominence as the head of the Chase for many years, I have earned the distinction of ‘conspirator in chief’ from some of these people.

Populists and isolationists ignore the tangible benefits that have resulted from our active international role during the past half-century. Not only was the very real threat posed by Soviet Communism overcome, but there have been fundamental improvements in societies around the world, particularly in the United States, as a result of global trade, improved communications, and the heightened interaction of people from different cultures. Populists rarely mention these positive consequences, nor can they cogently explain how they would have sustained American economic growth and the expansion of our political power without them.” . . . From Rockefeller’s “Memoirs”.

That pretty much says it all. I believe they feel that the masses of humanity (us) are just too dumb to get out of our own way, and left to ourselves we will continue to run in circles biting on our tails for millennia to come . . . and I gotta say, can you blame them for thinking that way? We have a very bad track record when it comes to living in peace with our neighbors.

On paper I actually agree with the ‘one world’ philosophy, but I see nothing less than complete totalitarianism as their final answer. They be the overlords . . . we be the worker bees. They live as gods atop the mountain . . . we starve and sweat in the valleys below.

The problem is we ALL share the same basic nature. Each and every time those at the top create an empire, it is still being led and governed by human beings, and because of that distinction, when have they ever panned out long term? . . . never. Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely . . . that’s just the way it is.

Personally I don’t believe we have much of a choice in the matter anymore and haven’t for many years. They have now cunningly solidified their power beyond rebellion. Today in America they have complete control over media, financial system, industry/corporations, political machines and military. Their power over us is awesome. . . as is our ignorance towards realizing it.

Revolution against the industrial military complex would be suicidal. We sat on our asses for decades and ignored them as they turned our Democratic Republic into their plutocracy (government run by the wealthy). . . and now they own us. The recent Wall Street bailouts prove that point beyond a doubt. They are too big to fail without bringing down the whole economy.

They laughed at our childish threats while most of the big banking houses actually made money during the crash and after. Marching against them? . . . they don’t care, “Have fun kiddies”, they say. “We’ll enjoy watching you from our Wall Street offices.”

George Carlin said it best . . .https://youtu.be/wigDHjEwPuE

The only reason the less than 1%ers have what they have today is because they long ago convinced the rest of us that we also need what they have . . . do we?

The only realistic approach we can now take to combat them is to ignore their media and it’s propaganda, stop buying their stuff and quit allowing our children to fight their wars. It won’t be easy. Demonstrations and signs won’t get it. It will take getting off our asses and putting positive action ahead of the far easier exercise of pissing and moaning. They own the game board and make all the rules . . . we need to create a new game board, one with a built in balance point based on creativity instead of greed.

Watch this (Time Is Art) and get some ideas . . . https://youtu.be/gRGLofA3Eek

In the following writings I have some ideas I’d like to share with you about how to do just that in a way you can actually make a change for yourself and escape their matrix.

I don’t want to teach you to be a good communist . . . I don’t want to teach you to be a good democratic American. My goal here is not to bring down the established order as it has many benefits for us to hold onto. My goal here is to teach you how to free your mind and think for yourself. My goal is to teach you how to live within the established order while maintaining your individual freedom. That means you must know the enemy and understand his four main control points, religion . . . finances . . . politics . . . fear.

Breaking down one choke hold at a time let’s start with religion.

Religion:

If you were to Google the fifteen core beliefs in all major religions of the world. . . . all (on paper) sound like good, honorable ways in which to live one’s life. (but in action?) What has transpired among all the various peoples on this planet to make each believe that THEIR religion is the one true religion? How is it even possible to fight a religious war? How is it ever OK to kill a living being in the name of the Creator of that being? If man is a creature of free choice, who, what, keeps us floundering in chaos and despair?

Lastly, why is FAITH in such great demand in the first place? Faith in what . . . faith in who? What is faith anyways?

From Merriam-Webster dictionary:

a. strong belief or trust in someone or something

b. belief in the existence of God : strong religious feelings or beliefs

c. a system of religious beliefs

Does it take faith to believe in God? No, not really. Look around using the senses our creator has given us and you’ll realize that the artist of this world dwells everywhere, and within everything that lives. His glory and beauty is revealed for all to plainly see.

Open your eyes to that beauty, learn to truly see what He has made . . .

Open your ears, listen to the rhythm of the universe and the sweet melody of this planet .

Slow your gulping and allow your taste buds to fully enjoy the eating of a fresh peach . . .

Take your time to feel the vibration and softness of your lover.

Stand in the rain and experience the earthy scent of it . . .

As you do you will be communing with God and soon realize that He/She/It’s presence is everywhere. There is no need for faith to believe in a creator. He is right there in your face, as strongly as a drill instructor in boot camp. There IS need for faith to believe in a religion though, because at least half of what you are being taught has been made up.

It’s quite obvious that anybody or anything that captured our faith would control our minds and become a very powerful entity in our life. We would become “their” true believers. It’s also quite obvious that anybody or anything that captured the faith of an entire country, race, or region would have created a foundational base of power with which to rule over that country, race, or region. . . . does it not? We are the greatest . . . the chosen . . . God is on our side.

We consider ourselves responsible to proselytize our beliefs to the remainder of the planet and, as a reward, get to use their natural resources to our benefit. If that foreign country were to object and cause war, we have the right to kill them in defense of our God and our God’s country . . . and we, the chosen, are pardoned from murder.

This same scenario has played itself out many times in world history, always the same and always ending with the same results. From the first Sumerian empire to today, the religions of man, being led by lust for power and greed for goods, have kept the ball rolling and the beat going on . . . What is the definition of insanity? Doing the same thing over and over expecting a different result.

For the sake of this article I submit for your consideration that wise and ruthless men have used the principles of faith to place themselves as spokesman between common man and his creator. Thus, with the direct link between man and his maker broken, the church was born and the various religions created. Men bent on ruling over us became His spokesmen, chaos descended upon the earth and what we have today is a direct result of that lost personal link between man and his creator.

We bought the party line and dove down the rabbit hole to Hell. So how do we get ourselves out of this hole? How you ask? Get real. Become a part of something greater. Give up those false sounding prayers. Give up the dogma. Give up all the “I’m proud to be” nonsense.

Take in the view from the top of a mountain and begin to get real with God in your own special way. We are all individual, very powerful spirits and all have a gift that the world needs, but we must quit listening to the false prophets of (whatever) religion and learn to listen to Him directly. Reconnect the umbilical chord between you and the spirit and you will deny men the power over you and give it back to the Creator who has been waiting patiently behind the scenes for you to do so all the time.

We cannot solve this problem only through our prayers. “I am a Buddhist. I believe in praying. But humans have created this problem, and now we are asking God to solve it. It is illogical. God would say, solve it yourself because you created it in the first place.” . . . Dali Lama.

In Western Christian belief a baby is born in sin. Right off the bat the child has two strikes against him and the only hope for the kid is that before he strikes out and ends up in hell he finds personal salvation. It takes faith to believe such stuff as the very idea of a loving God doing such things goes against the grain of good common sense.

In the Eastern Zen Buddhist belief a baby is born pure and learns to be evil because of the hellishness in the world. His salvation comes from self realization. This takes faith also, but faith in oneself that he/she has the power and ability to do great things if he chooses.

I follow the Eastern Way. I believe that in the right circumstances all people are capable of committing heroic deeds, but in the wrong circumstances all people are quite capable of propagating all forms of evil upon themselves as well as their fellows.

Take war for instance. War is evil personified and yet men swarm to it like beetles skittering to a dog turd. Take an incident like 911 when the towers went down. We would have a hard time counting the heroics that took place that day as strangers died trying to save other strangers while a whole country mourned openly.

It seems humans are at their best when there is a catastrophe in the making. It behooves us all then to make good choices for ourselves as we seem to be directly affected by the circumstances we find ourselves in.

The conundrum: How can people be so good individually while at the same time be so bad corporately? How can the bank be cold and aloof as it forecloses on your home when it is filled with warmhearted individuals? How can a doctor dedicated to healing turn away a patient just because their insurance denied the claim? How could the insurance company deny said claim to begin with knowing the person would die without treatment? What’s up with this?

Fact is the corporation has become an entity far more important than the individual it was created to serve. We created these monsters out of brick and stone. We gave them names. We gave them life. We bowed down before them. We serve them. We have faith in them.

We are no different than our Aztec fathers who offered human sacrifice to the sun god upon the alter at the Great Pyramid of Tenochtitlan. How did that work for them? How’s it working for us? Time for a change don’t you think?

What would happen if we pulled the plug on this all powerful corporate god and began to manifest the greatness and the empathy we possess . . . to ourselves, to each other, as well as the Earth we live on? Wouldn’t that be a novel idea?

That simple and direct act alone would create great change in this world. That is something we can all do right now by simply taking ourselves and our families back to a time before the corporation stole our humanity.

Nobody here is advocating a jungle hut in the Amazon. We can still have our businesses. We can still have nice stuff. This could all be done simply by getting smart and putting more focus on the human being and far less on the corporation. It’s all about us, not them.

The earth is screaming for balance and we can give it to her by fighting back against the polluters and every corporate entity that refuses to take EARTH FIRST into consideration. Not by getting involved in the commercial yuppy faddy way with all its catchy slogans and PR, but by taking a real and honest effort. Stop having faith in false Wall Street gods and begin to put the earth first in everything we do.

All we really have to do is ignore the corporation and stop buying its product. Use businesses that care, deny those that don’t. The bottom line for any corporation can no longer be their profit margin.

Find the companies that believe as we do, and even if it costs a few more bucks to buy their product isn’t it worth it? . . . Humanity first! Earth first! What’s so hard about that?

This is the end of the review. Break The Matrix is available in book form at amazon books for a reasonable fee if you are interested. If you want to continue on with the remaining finances . politics . fear . ect without buying the book just ask and I will send the complete writing via e-mail with no questions or further contact. Thanks for reading this far!


									

Break The Matrix(Chapter One)

Mental Conditioning

I wonder if any of those guys in the matrix who decided to save the world from communism, even considered what long lasting effects Agent Orange would have on the countries of Vietnam and Cambodia during their American war. Or how many
millions upon millions of life forms our planes would destroy while carpet bombing the Laotian Plain of Jars.

I wonder if they even cared that they not only killed 58,000 of our own, but an estimated 1 to 3 million peasants and soldiers who farmed or fought or merely lived there. I wonder what Henry Kissinger (a long time member of the matrix) thought as he was lolly gagging his way to a cease fire in Paris. (more…)

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Tale Time

A tale is a fictitious or true narrative or story, especially one that is imaginatively recounted.
Following are tales written by myself as well as others that try to stay true to the genre. If you wish to contribute just send your tale to rockasan1@gmail.com and I will review it for submission.

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OpenHeart

Everybody at some time in their life has a moment of truth, a life changing experience where they begin to see things differently than before it happened. Sometimes it is a huge catastrophic event, while others it may result from the simplest of things.

I have had a few monster awakenings in my rather chaotic life, but the following is way strange for a guy like me, at least for the guy that I perhaps pretended to be. . . .

The housing project where I was born and raised sat on the tough side of town. If my dog died, if the big kid next door punched me in the nose, if practically anything happened to me I never cried, and if I did I made sure I was alone because cry babies in the projects were guaranteed to be at the bottom of the pecking order.

I don’t know how it worked for others who have had one, but my first ‘awareness’ breakthrough came during the winter of 1968. A couple of us guys were sitting in the local bar one evening when we decided to drive on down to the country the following morning and hunt up some rabbits. we’d done pretty much the same thing every year we could get together since high school.

Early morning came in cold and there was snow on the ground, perfect hunting weather. We packed up Tom’s old Ford with guns and a couple six packs and off we went down the back road to the farm where we always hunted.

Tom parked off the road. I grabbed my four ten out of the trucks cap and since I preferred hunting in total quiet, I showed the guys my heading and wandered off into the snow alone.

I worked my way down one small hill, walked the ravine for a while and started up a larger hill on the other side. At the top I entered a cluster of naked trees and stopped. There were a few tracks in the snow, but everything was holed up and not moving much in the cold.

I spotted a large brush pile with fresh tracks around it so I snuck up and kicked at it real good. There was a faint rustle on the other side and out popped a rabbit running hard and zig zagging across the small clearing.

Aim . . . squeeze . . . BLAM! . . . YES!

I ran up to the wounded rabbit that was lying on his side in a patch of reddening snow. Watched him kicking away in circles. Watched him slow down. Watched him give a few short shudders and stop. Watched as the brightness faded from his eyes.

What the . . . ?! Huge crocodile tears streamed down my face. Sniff, Sniff . . . . I’m crying!

What are the guys going to say if they find me standing here crying like a baby over a dumb ass rabbit! I’m a veteran for God’s sake! A year or so ago I had been stomping through Asian jungle in the Airborne Infantry. I am a lean, mean, crazy ass killing machine! What’s up with these tears?

I worked hard at it, but finally quenched the sobbing and regained my composure. I picked up the rabbit and returned to the car. The other guys were already there pissing and moaning about how it was too cold to hunt.

“You guys are a bunch of sissies,” I chided in my best macho. “Look at this!” I pulled the rabbit out of my pouch and showed them before I stashed my weapon and got into the truck.

I may have bragged about that rabbit on the way home, but in these forty some odd years later I never went hunting again. The thrill of killing died alongside the rabbit that day. Good riddance.

Although it took many years to fully blossom, that cold winter day had been the beginning of when my heart thawed and I began to realize a connection to the Earth far greater than I imagined there ever was. Since then I have changed my viewpoint about many things, and completely about the animals. In the school of life, I had graduated from conqueror to caretaker.

Today I live in the middle of a couple thousand acres of Eastern forest where I spend a lot of time in the woods observing and trying to communicate with the many critters on my property.

We feed the birds, leave brush piles for the small critters and don’t mess with the deer and turkeys. If you saw me talking to a squirrel you might believe I am just a crazy old man with a white beard who’s gone off the edge. In my world I am having a great time walking the path I’ve created for myself. When I am angry or stressed out or even sick I go to the woods and I talk to my friends. Many times I come home healed.

I understand reality though, the day I stumbled onto a baby rattle snake I didn’t try to pet it, but neither did I hack it to pieces. I merely left it alone. The snake is as important to the ecosystem as I am, probably more so. Why kill it?

Being at one with the animals is quite easy for me, but that is only one step in this ‘awareness’ evolution. I admit to having a much harder time connecting with my own species . . . people aren’t so easy to understand.

 

Water

hot

Across the planet we are quickly running out of free potable water and it’s time we do something about it. The day is soon coming when all fresh water will be owned by a corporation who will have no problem charging us to drink it. If you think I am wrong research Nestle Corp. and their current actions . . . that should be enough to convince you. The fact that the corporations are going after the aquifers now should give us ample evidence that they are worried about availability. . . and this article itself is downright scary . . . . . privatization

“Yeah,” but what can we do about it”?

There are many ways to handle this situation, but for now I am working on conserving what we have by promoting something we all can get our minds around . . . the compost toilet. Today in America roughly 25% of our fresh water usage is used to carry a small turd down a long pipe way to deposit it into a septic tank. This is a huge amount of overkill to a rational person. . . . BUT

Because we Americans are SO squeamish when it comes to our waste we approve of this and see it as a fine and proper way to be dealing with a disgusting subject.  This poop stuff might make great party joke material, but every serious minded modern person is quite content to carry on with this ‘out of sight – out of mind’ approach forever, but guess what folks . . . the parties just about over. Fresh water will soon be in short supply . . . and already is in many parts of this country.  . . . toilet water usage  

Today the composting toilet has come a long way towards coming out as the prime way to dispose of our waste. Not by spending thousands of dollars to hide it, but by recycling our waste and using it to fertilize our plants, trees and ultimately after a year or so, our gardens.

We country dwellers should have no problem at all making the switch and many have already done so. All we need do is just buy or build a compost toilet and set it up. The city planners will have to think a bit deeper, but many are doing that already also.

city composting toilets

Why give Monsanto the OK to poison our planet with their toxic chemicals when a little bit of humanure fertilizer will do the job better, cheaper, cleaner, and far more beneficial? It’s a no brainer . . .

I built myself a really nice toilet for roughly 65.00 total including a bale of horse bedding and the required buckets. I am, at the moment, working on a better way to separate the liquid from the solid (it’s not so difficult) and then, once perfected, I will have some for sale for about 175.00 apiece. I will also have pictures and free prints available on this blog as a PDF for those who want to build their own compost toilet.

If you want a manufactured device I’d suggest the Nature’s Head for starters. natures head It gets good reviews and is a bit more advanced and simplified than the originals.

Regardless how you go about it (and I know it’s hard to believe) these things do not stink as much as your flush toilet! . . . honest to God . . . if you set them up properly you will think when you use it, that you are in heaven. . .

If that’s not good enough to convince you, instead of heaven . . . welcome to the coming hell of a dried up planet. . . water Armageddon 

 

Space-Time and Non-duality

If death delivers us from the binding constricts of time and space . . . why fear death when it is no more than a ticket back to the singularity of our one true home?

Like the guy says, as we get so easily lost in words, language has no way of revealing these truths to us, BUT meditation does.

The Tao Te Ching gives the best thought I believe . . . in the first chapter when it says:

(my interpretation, there are others more true to the original chinese I am sure))

Before the beginning there was the Unknown.

At the beginning the Unknown split into two parts.

One part remained the unknown, the other formed the (time and space) heavens and the earth.

Man, unable to understand the Unknown, either worships it or denies it’s existence.

There are some things in life that must be experienced in order to understand them.

Listening to music.

The taste of a fresh peach.

The touch of a lover.

The scent of fresh rain in a forest.

The view from the top of a mountain.

In all these cases, to deprive the senses from experiencing, is to deprive the knowing.

The Tao must also be experienced.

Give her a name and she becomes a religion.

Ignore her and she will never cease knocking at your door.

The purpose for time and space is for us to experience the wonders and the beauty of that unknown singularity from which we came . . . what we have created, because of the laws of duality governing it, is chaos . . . our chaos, our doing, our responsibility to fix it, nurture it, and restore it.

Time and space are one of the greatest conundrums of both science and philosophy, and have been so since we began to think about them self-reflectively. Many, especially in physics, see space-time as an objective thing, which can be bent and twisted. Others, namely in Eastern philosophy, see time and space as illusions, narratives in…

via The Linguistic Demon of Space-Time — Science and Nonduality

The Rainmakers

anger

 

 

Standing alone
In the freezing rain
Among the insane
There is no pain
There is no gain.

The thrill of the fight
The rush while in flight,
Away we go . . . into the night.

Standing alone
Wanting to scream
But it’s not easy to scream
In this fucked up dream.

Where the bullets are slow
And my barrel is bent.
And my target
Will never stay down.

Standing alone
In the rain
Among the crying, among the dying
Watching war go round.

Again-and again-and again.

 

Suicide

imagine

Reading a lot about suicide lately I began to wonder, instead of Anthony Bourdain, what it would take for me to do the deed, because at one time in my youth I could have. When I was younger (in the late 60’s) I went through a time when I thought it would be a good idea to off myself, but then I ran away from my problem and got stoned for a couple of years instead.

When I got older I realized that the suicidal thoughts began because I had expected too much from this decidedly fractured society. I was too good for this place and I was drowning in a huge portion of self pity and self righteousness.

I had the strong belief in America and the people who ran it . . . false deduction #1.

I had a strong belief that my marriage was ordained by God and my ex and I were solidly behind one another . . . false deduction #2.

I believed that I was a tough guy who could handle anything . . . false deduction #3.

I wanted to kill myself and make a statement to everybody for taking me for granted. This act would teach them all a good lesson. . . false deduction #4

I wanted to kill myself because I thought I had reached the end of my rope and had nowhere else to turn .  . . wrong deduction #5

One day after a strong psychedelic experience, after a ‘coming to Jesus’ experience, after dropping all that religious stuff and having a ‘coming to Jim’ experience . . . I began to see our lives here on this dimension had never been created for our ease or our prosperity . . . we were here to learn and to experience as much as possible during our short stay upon these shores.

I learned that karma rules the affairs of men and as I give I will receive. No longer looking for love, I began to see how necessary it was to share to the best of my ability the love that I have within myself with others.

I learned that I was responsible for my actions and if I found myself behind the eightball, chances were I had placed myself there. I quit being a victim and worked towards being a warrior . . . not as I did earlier in my life, but in a spiritual sense. Not in over the top religion, but by quietly following the pathway called kindness. Not by making a spectacle of myself in any direction, but by being there for anyone who crossed my path. (regardless of race, color or creed).

Today as an old man I see nothing but chaos surrounding me in every direction and I seldom leave the confines of my front porch . . . but if anybody comes by I will sit and talk with them, give them a beer or a cup coffee and listen to their complaints without judgement or preachy direction. . . and that old lady who just smacked me in the ass with her grocery cart? I will spin around and give her a smile (though a bit disingenuous)

Today life is great and suicide is far from my mind because I know this life has never been meant to be a rose garden, . . . it’s a battlefield brother, not a recreation room. It’s a fight and not a game. When I fall down, I’m gonna get up because I didn’t start out to play . . . I think we need to learn that.

 

Tatyana

Trouble is, when you hear people flippantly throw the nuke option around as if it is one . . . what happens to the music, the artwork, the writings, the entire culture underneath the bomb? . . . . What will happen to Tatyana?

Tao Te Ching (chapter 10)

good vs evil

Original version:

Can one unite the body and the spirit as one and embrace the “Oneness” without departing from the great Tao?

Can one achieve harmony with such gentleness by holding on to the true spirit within as if the innocence of an infant?

Can one free oneself from worldly knowledge and cleanse one’s mind, so that no faults shall be made?

Can a ruler love his people by governing with the natural Way without personal intention? Can the mystic gate to all life essence be opened or closed without the virtue of the mysterious nature?

Can one gain the insight of nature and become a wise person without the effort of action? The mysterious nature creates and nurtures all things without the desire to possess them. It performs with all efforts without claiming for credit.

It flourishes all beings without the intention to take control of. Such is the “Mystic Te” or “Mystic Virtue.”

 

My interpretation:

How hard is it for you to endure the weight of your own ego, while at the same time seeking to embrace the Tao?

Can you ever go backwards to early childhood, before you picked up all the bad habits?

Can you make it all new again by shining up the old ego, and presenting it’s sameness in a different light?

In your ego driven life, will you ever truly love the people under you more than the power you have over them?

Are you capable of being a nurturing boss?

Are you capable of realizing that without embracing the wisdom of the Tao you really aren’t too bright?

The Tao nurtures her children and takes no thought of ownership.

She acts on their behalf yet does not demand obeisance.

She, although being their steward, does not act like a boss.

All this is true virtue.