“I am free because I know that I alone am morally responsible for everything I do. I am free, no matter what rules surround me. If I find them tolerable, I tolerate them; if I find them too obnoxious, I break them. I am free because I know that I alone am morally responsible for…
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.
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!
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.
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…)
Me: That depends upon your religious affiliation, but as a rule the Christian church teaches that Jesus Christ willingly gave up his life as a sacrifice for your sins, and by your acknowledgement of that sacrifice you have been freed from the curse of sin and death. It teaches that Heaven is reserved for those who die in the faith . . . Hell is reserved for those who don’t.
Christian doctrine accepts a convert as they are and promises them a new life where they will be forgiven of past sins and become a new person as they live under the living word of God and His bible. In time the simplicity of that message created the largest and most powerful religion known to man. People flocked to the Mother church and her teachings by the millions.
When I was a younger man I know I did. I was at the end of my rope. I needed help from somewhere. Jesus was there, free and open armed, for me. I was born again in a local church and as long as I remained in good standing with the church and it’s doctrine I was guaranteed a place at the table when I got to Heaven. Heady stuff for a guy who had absolutely no religious affiliation whatsoever, and it worked great for a couple of years . . . BUT . . .
In time I began to notice that my life had become an ‘us vs them’ affair, something I was not comfortable with for many reasons. I began to question . . . especially when I realized I, as well as almost every church person I knew, had pretty much traded our past sins in for an open, ongoing, and obnoxious version of self righteousness. I was not pleased with myself.
I studied the bible, prayed for this and that, even lived on a Christian commune for a couple years . . . but after all was said and done I was the same guy I’d always been, but now I had to hide behind this magical connection to God. Anyway the questions became too many, the doubts too large, and I became what we church people feared more than anything else . . . a reprobate backsliding his way to Hell!
Back to the question of salvation: What was I being saved for? Why me? What if I couldn’t read the bible? What if I was born a Muslim? A Jew? An Indian? Chinese? What about the rest of creation? The questions came on like an endless series of waves in a heavy storm and I felt myself sinking under them . . . so I did what I do best. I hopped a plane and headed off into the sunset and a new adventure in Seattle.
Today I am not down on any church, but in general I believe we have gotten it all wrong when it comes to Christianity. I believe we have been duped by a ministry clearly bent on self aggrandizement. Guys who have created magical doctrines in order to rule over their flock of believers instead of taking the time and patience to teach them to practice what the simple teachings of Christ actually meant. We Americans are an overly spoiled, ‘all show and no go’ people. Even our version of Christianity, (especially the TV ministry bullshit), proves it to us.
Bottom line . . . It is easier to WORSHIP Jesus than it is to LEARN from him . . . and the ministers are using our spiritual laziness against us by promoting their version of American exceptionalism in order to control our minds, and give themselves a great life in their shiny new church. These Pharisees and false prophets are alive and well and living among us.
So here’s my answer to your question on salvation: Jesus didn’t appear on the scene to SAVE you. He came to TEACH you how to SAVE yourself. . . and if you choose to follow and practice his teachings, he will be your teacher and you his student. And what can be more satisfying to a teacher than to have a student who learns his lesson?
Jesus was a special being, no one can argue that. I believe he existed and was a thorn in the sides of the priests of that day, just as you will become if you follow his lead. I don’t believe he was a special creation though. I believe he was an old soul who obtained awareness at a very early age and dedicated his life to the cause of teaching humanity a better way.
I believe there have been many teachers who have come and gone throughout the ages who were born for the very same reason, and I believe they all have based their teachings on one four cornered foundation.
You are being saved for no other reason than to build THIS house . . . you may never know it, you may never be awarded anything other than the satisfaction of knowing you helped build it . . . but that will be enough.
Summer 1980 . . . It’s summertime and I have just recently flown back to Ohio after leaving the body farm in Palmer Alaska. I am beginning to write a book about my times living on one of Sam Fife’s end time farms. Following is the introduction to that book . . .
It’s hard to believe that just a few months ago I was standing on a cliff overlooking the Little Susitna river staring beyond into the foothills of the distant mountains whose streams and hills were once laced with gold and promises of grandeur. The mines are still there to tell the story of the old days when gold was God and men deprived themselves, struggling against the harsh climate to seek its favor and to possess all the earthly goods that it offered them.
I too was there in Alaska seeking gold, but my gold was the promise of a changed nature. A nature of good fruit and righteousness that God has promised to them that loved Him and sought to walk in His way. Proverbs 8-19 says – My fruit is better than gold even pure gold and my yield than choicest silver. I walk in the way of righteousness, in the midst of the paths of justice to endow those who love me with wealth, that I may fill their treasuries.
Years ago the Lord had given me a vision of God’s people living together in peace and harmony, of working the land and experiencing His life together in Christian community. Corporate life and total commitment to Jesus Christ and His body was at the time, in my opinion, the highest of callings.
I’d spent the last five years there in the Matanuska valley, experiencing the joys and sorrows that come from living so close with so many. Knowing first hand how easy it is to expound upon the principles and doctrines of God and to declare our total commitment to Him in church, but how difficult it is to walk daily on His path and continually heed His call to lay down our lives and our wants that our brother may live and have his needs met. I loved Alaska and my family there, I was certain I would never leave, but it seemed the Lord had other plans for me.
How did I come to be involved in such a lifestyle? This is my story. A story of one man’s search for meaning in this life. A search for reality.
Summer 2018 . . . That was then . . . this is now. Then I was a young man full of visions, on a hero’s journey . . . today I am an old man full of dreams who is reaching as far back on memory lane as he can get, trying to figure out what the hell it was I was thinking those many years ago.
In the beginning of this story it is easy to recognize the effects of imagination on the romantic mind. It only takes a worthy cause to arouse the warriors spirit and send him on the hero’s journey.
Forever, it seems, I have been on that journey. Like Sir Launfal in Lowell’s poem “ The Vision Of Sir Launfal” I was, it seems, on a quest to find the holy grail and like the original seeker I failed miserably.
What kind of person gets caught up in these cults anyway? I can only speak for myself.
My early life was not normal by any definition. I was a smart kid from a dysfunctional family with no self esteem and very little training. I grew up in a housing project that required me daily to defend myself against multi membered bullies that were older than me and higher up the pecking order. I was a competitive, street smart loner before the age of ten. I was most likely the ideal candidate for a cult.
When I had my Jesus moment around the age of thirty I didn’t hear the call to salvation and Heaven like everyone else I knew. I heard the clarion call to save the world for Jesus and his church . . . I, still on the hero’s journey, jumped in with both feet and enlisted into the army of God . . . Glory! Fighting for God . . . It doesn’t get any better than that! The tests and trials before that day became moot as I put on His armor, took up His sword and began to fight His battle against Lucifer and his army of demonic angels.
Then one day my truths changed and I tossed that heavy sword into the river of life and settled down for a long, long nap . . .
Today I am out of causes and . . . today, like Sir Launfal, I realize that the holy grail had been with me the whole time, it lived within the eyes and lives of the family I had left behind in my mad dash to win the war against Satan and make a way for God’s people.
I’m now 76 years old. I figure if I’m going to write this book I better get started before father time punches my clock. So as memory holds, here we go . . . down the pathway of remembrance.
This will not be a negative story, nor much of a positive one either. I am going to try to write this as an impartial observer. I still have friends on the various farms that I love and respect and mean them no harm. Regardless of how I feel about religion and the Brother Sam ministry I will take none of my angst out on them . . . it was a time when the world was so different and so much simpler that I thought the hero actually had a chance to make a change . . . before JFK got killed, before the war in Vietnam turned my generation upside down, before drugs and before Brother Sam . . . that is.
Everybody’s heard about Hell and has a pretty good idea what that word means, but do they KNOW for sure what the word means? . . . no. We do the same thing with the word God, and like God we have far reaching variables when it comes to the physical reality of eithers existence.
The Christian version of Hell has fire and brimstone and eternal damnation for any soul that goes there. There’s also a mini Hell for Catholics called Purgatory, that’s a place to go when we’re not quite bad enough for the real Hell or good enough for Heaven. In time it’s even possible to work one’s way out of Purgatory and into Heaven.
Heaven, being a place of perfect beauty and everlasting peace, promises that upon arrival a feast is prepared at the table where Jesus and the saints await us. Afterwards, with full bellies, we’ll walk the gold paved streets of New Jerusalem, drinking wine in a self filling cup while having eternal fellowship with the saints forever. What’s not to like about that? Truth be known, that doesn’t even appeal to me, I think I’d opt for the Islamic version where martyred believers go immediately to paradise and receive 72 virgins. That sounds like more fun.
Now I hope it’s obvious that I am just poking fun at some of our ridiculous ideas when it comes to Heaven and Hell. If anything it’s far more possible that upon our death we drop the physical body off at the morgue and revert to the same vibration (state) we originally came from, hopefully after learning something eternal during our visit.
Now, the low vibration of Hell may suit some of us, but that will be a place of our own making, a comfort zone where we will fit in with the crowd of degenerates we related to best in this life. . . so to speak. All that Dante’s Inferno stuff was created by the church to keep us fearful and in line with doctrine.
“OMG how can you say that?” you ask?
Following is my answer based upon the pretext that we are already in Hell and are too dumb to realize it.
What happened? What caused the environment, as signified in the bible as the allegorical Garden of Eden, to change into the polluted chaos we have today? Simple. We, through our own free will, created it. Singularly and corporately, we have created this hell we now live in. WHY? Because of spiritual laziness and a complete lack of understanding concerning who/what we are.
Eons ago cunning men created religion and set themselves up as intermediaries between us and God. We willingly gave up our personal connection to the Godhead and by doing so have spent eons in a slavery of our own making. The priests took control of our minds and began to teach us little more than what had already been planted within us by our creator. Forgetting the truth we grasped hold of the lie and followed it down a trail to nowhere (our present state) . . . and the rest is history.
Religion is the name of the power that has spiritually controlled us ever since the beginning when men found themselves alone and afraid in a strange new world. The place was chaos, in a moment they could be killed and eaten. Instinctively knowing there was something greater than themselves, they reached out for knowledge and security. Religion and the priesthood was there to give them a hands up.
Soon religion controlled them as well as killed them. Look around, it is so clear, so obvious, that it takes a deep set fear of retribution not to see it. I mean, really folks, religious wars abound, killing for God is the order of the day right now and nothing has really changed since the beginning of time has it? When has the entire world’s population been at peace? I don’t know of a time. I hear a lot of promises and declarations about peace, but I also hear that we must fight, and kill, and die in order to obtain them.
That we can kill our way to peace rings hollow to me. Is that even possible? Even while engendering the law of ‘faith’ that is a huge reach, especially if you take collateral damage from drones and bombers into question. Everything I sense on this planet feels to me like we are on the pathway to Hell.
OK by now everybody’s probably convinced they are reading a freaked out atheistic viewpoint. And further, I am on my way to Hell in a handbasket for saying this stuff. HA! Well, actually I am not an atheist. I do have a deep and abiding belief in spiritual law.
I believe in a Creator so far above our understanding that we are like fish in a bowl of water sitting on the living room table trying to figure out what goes on in the room surrounding us. Life is a mystery to us all . . . and those who desire to know that mystery or anything about the workings of our Creator by reading and studying a holy book must IMO drop it on the table beside the fishbowl and receive their knowledge by studying the natural environment surrounding them.
The artist is revealed within his works . . . not in a book. A book can only point the way towards the garden . . . it is not, nor ever can be, the garden.
Any other way to the Creator will find one pissing into the winds of religion. This is, and has always been, an individual quest, and to begin this searching one must go within themselves to find that amazing person they can become if they only open those doors to the soul they have kept locked for so long.
Who am I anyway? What am I? What’s my purpose . . . or is there even a purpose to any of this?
These are a few of the questions I have been asking myself over the years and trying to figure out. Questions upon questions run through my mind like a junkie chasing his next fix . . . but usually the answers elude me and I have to experience a thing before I learn it’s lesson. . . . bummer . . .
Why can’t I just believe! Have faith! Listen to what they tell me! Read the good book, follow directions and queue up behind my choice of religion along with the rest of the crowd. Then I would just have to pay my tithes, listen to the pied piper and prepare for Heaven . . . or (gasp) follow this path I’m currently on and find myself on a one way trip to Hell. “That’s the choice you have Jimbo . . . get used to the idea of Hell because you ain’t good enough for Heaven! . . . even if you had 15 more lives, you wouldn’t make the grade.
I’m not really bragging, but I do have a lengthy resume when it comes to experience on this earthly plain. In short, after a dysfunctional upbringing and a regular high school education, I have been an airborne soldier…been a hippie . . . been a devout Christian (now a devout reprobate). . . been an Alaskan fisherman and off season bush rat . . . been a carpenter/home builder. I am a husband . . . a father . . . a writer . . . an amateur guitar maker . . . and most of all . . . I am a watcher.
The one great truth I have learned during all that watching is that NOBODY seemingly knows their ass from a hole in the ground when it comes to God. I’ve run into a lot of folks who have tried to verse me in their self interpreted ways of the Lord, but the only way that works for me spiritually speaking is MY way. . . . and MY way is fraught with dangers, because alongside this personal freedom dwells personal responsibility, and that word seems to be one of the scariest words in the English language. NOBODY seems to want anything to do with it. LOOK around, WATCH closely. From the president on down all you see are fingers pointing and tongues wagging. No wonder we are in such bad shape. . . bye bye, miss American pie .
In the early days (right after the crazy hippie days), I lived on a Christian commune where the religiosity was enormous and the social order was as restricted as the military unit I once served with. I did all the right stuff, said the right words, even attempted to sing on key while singing for my supper, but ultimately I had to walk out on the ‘family’ because of the religious nonsense. Although I wore the proper uniform, I knew beneath it all I was play acting.
Now, to get to the point. There ARE rules, and spiritual rules are stronger than any physical rules. Rules that religious thought are based upon. These same rules that are taught in every religion on the planet and followed by almost no one . . . are LOVE, MERCY, and GRACE.
I’m a builder. I build homes and just about anything else from musical instruments to dog houses. One thing I fully understand is that for a house to stand the test of time it must have a proper foundation. It is absolutely essential. The foundation must begin below the frost line, carefully built up and properly backfilled. Everybody knows in the trades that most buyers barely check the foundation and spend most of their time scrutinizing the paint job. So where does the greatest effort go on the builders part? You got it.
The main religions on this planet are all pretty much created on the same principles of love, mercy, and grace. But after that the foundation goes in and up in a heated rush, it can be crooked and out of level and ugly as hell, but no one cares after the sill plates and floor are on to cover the shoddy work. The rest of the house is hurriedly roughed in until they get to the paint job and finish trim, then it’s ‘take your time and do a good job’ time. Welcome to the large, expensive, and beautifully laid out churches of today. Joel Olsteen comes to mind. What a sham that smiley young man is fostering upon the zillions of people who believe his nonsense.
No wonder our kids are leaving the churches in droves, they are smart enough to see the degradation and want no part of it. Trouble is when they see nothing but phoney, they are losing the reality of the principles these churches were built upon. They become wandering stars with no direction, that operate in the physical sense of doing what feels good.
I know for sure that I have no desire to teach, or be a leader over anybody. I am merely a watcher. I don’t even like people all that much these days. I have just one goal in these writings and that is to reveal to YOU that WE are powerful spiritual beings that are personally responsible for ourselves. We will never know any of that power unless we build the proper structure to contain it and we build it upon a foundation of love, mercy, and grace.
So although I may have a somewhat disjointed viewpoint of religion, I have researched it, meditated upon it, and it has become my reality. Because of that, the dusty old salvation story as well as the book it is written in has evolved into a new and very exciting reality I hope to share in this medium via my personal experience of watching the goings on around me for these many years.
Religion and spirituality is only a small part of what I am going to be writing about, but this watching all took place under His eye and on His turf, so I think it only proper to first give Him center stage. I have a lot of observations that are funny as well as many that are sad and a zillion in between so stick around you’ll find something to laugh at . . . (I hope)!
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.
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
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…