Death Cult, Cancer and Freedom

In conversation at The Daily Bell - where libertarian thinking opens more perspective than mainstream narratives I found myself writing: (for full conversational context take the link)


Indeed there is no need to be the same form of expression to share in purpose and love of freedom must be love of truth. "Wherever you go - there you are" is a saying that works for both directions; for if we seek to assert, maintain and protect a refusal to embrace and reintegrate self-denials, they will re-manifest in whatever new place or relationship. Serial plunder may be presented as progress in persona - but such reflected denials grow ever more impinging, oppressive and limiting to any remaining capacity to feel life. It is simply a kind of suicide.
However, in the willingness and freedom to feel, accept and integrate one's current experience of existence, all of what is present grows recognizable as part of you - including those parts that you no longer care to energize, animate or be 'baited by'.

I've opened to a lot of information about cancer recently - (and the cancer racket) - across a range of functional and advanced or native perspectives and see that beneath the allopathic model of rogue cells (seen as violators, or attackers), a simpler pattern of opening exposure to toxins or stress, blocking or depriving of nutrients, undermining and subversion of immune response, usurping energy supply, manifesting tumour or symptoms of dis-ease, meeting
misunderstanding of its containment within tumour, spreading through the bloodstream as a result of breaking in or attacking the tumour, injecting broad spectrum highly toxic carcinogens to kill it - along with living cells throughout the body and brain; radiation exposures that are carcinogenic, dead tumour cells that are also toxic, diet that is often cancer feeding, and a contextual framework of managing sickness so as to extend survival by a bit more - within pronouncement of death by voodoo, while being sucked into a multi-trillion dollar industry.

Fear - and guilt - of a self-hating or self-rejecting sense of self - is part of the human condition-ing - and it operates like a cancer that sucks out our life to feed a death cult - in which life is replaced by survival-conformity to fear-dictates and guilt undermines any movement of the power of wholeness to know itself truly in act.

I see governance as holding the balance points within a diversity and richness of life-expression and which calls for the lightest touch - because for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction - the chaotic sense of which calls forth the suppression of Life and Consciousness to the imposition of control-mentality. That is not governance, but denial masking as power.

Being open to Feel for the movement that is of the wholeness rather than persisting a war of parts that denies the whole - is within Consciousness rather than within the conditioned perceptions of reaction. Whilst Everyone must be rooted in Consciousness to have any awareness of anything whatsoever, the choice or focus of intention and attention is unconscious while it persists in attempting to 'solve' its inner conflicts 'out there'. So much so that it has no sense of inner conflict whatsoever - being fully invested in attacking the world it feels deprived by as its assertion of freedom. Effectively proving one is free to deny freedom for as long as one can mask the pain of isolating futility in blame of self-righteousness.

The control-mentality is the pervasive 'religion' that seems fully self-evident and justified, but has hidden foundations in hate that turn out to be false - IF one looks on them without judgement. Why so? Because judgement is the 'divide and reject' by which a partiality seeks to rule OVER the rejected. Perhaps judgement is also our 'first born son' because it is associated with an emergent separate sense of consciousness.

The miracle is that a movement of wholeness will spontaneously manifest a perspective that shifts or transforms a hateful, fearful or blamefully perceived grievance or conflict to a practical freedom of being - of felt presence that naturally extends without coercive intent.

Where we choose to give our focus of energy and attention is NOT up to advertisers, elites or our past-conditioning that they target and leverage. We may have to persist in holding self-worth amidst such reaction until enough awareness is Free to wake up as. Responsibility is painted as sacrifice by the death cult - because it defines freedom as opposition to and from the death or denial of, wholeness. But the ability to respond is not a dictate of a coercive 'god' but the freedom to be and know and share the true of you. Anything else is false currency.

Elitism is self-specialness. A false god. We are each already a unique expression of Life and while I try to make anyone else fit my (often unconscious) demands or perceptions, I am denying myself no less.

I also see that everyone plays a role in my 'drama' - yet I am the casting manager and all characters in a dream must ultimately resolve to the dreamer.

"Communication breakdown" - rather than an actual disconnection. Life isn't absent while we suffer our own beliefs.

Is death an inevitablly of embracing change?

 OpEdNews : Contemplating My Own Death, Contemplating Yours By Mike Rivage-Seul



The above linked to an enjoyable reflection on death and humanity that I felt to comment into.

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When a word is used for contradictory meanings, it may be time to redeem it by always only meaning one thing, or let it rest and find fresh ways to communicate.
'Love' can come to mean a disguised form of hatred to lose, but truly, love is yet love.
'Death' can suggest the meaning that love is but a hateful illusion, easily broken and thus weak and faithless to its worshippers.
Currency is the shared accepted value. When we adulterate or usurp true value, we suffer the death of an awareness of the true, for a lens by which all is distorted.
Words define or SPELL our experience. Wise then to be mindful the word we give, for by what is given, is our measure received.
So I question 'death' as 'inevitable' in the same Spirit as Jesus, for the release of the self-defining beliefs by which the 'world' of a blinkered and split off human consciousness projects itself as time and space, is not a change in the state of Existence Itself, nor of the innate nature of Mind, as the unfolding of the ever new, but is a change in Perspective.
I embrace daily the 'death' in free willingness that releases what seemed my own will until pausing enough to challenge its currency.
I appreciate this contemplation of death for all that is communicates and reveals of the deathless. We who are so fixated on the external projections of a divided mind forget to recognize the One in All, and to know, to truly know our integral belonging as the All are One.
Sharing 'dead' concept persists the sense of disconnected and temporary 'power'. Let the dead bury the dead and attend the Living.
Love's gifts are freely given and freely shared. The gift of a cutting loss is a hard lesson to bear. I choose to abide as the love and be willing to lose the knife, and this is releasing the currency by which our personae play out the world. 'For his true love has flown into every flower grown, and he must be keeper of the garden'. Live this day well - and embrace this moment as it moves through you. 'Know Thyself'

Grieving and healing

Have the British forgotten how to grieve? says the headline of a Telegraph article
 


You will trust your life and yield into its guidance or your social conditioning runs it for you. Of course one can flip in and out of both.

There is no right way to grieve because everyone is different.

If we leave our business unfinished, we carry it around until we finish it.
But no one will open to what they are not ready - nor accept and move on.

"Move on' is a full willingness to embrace the now and look forward from a sense of connection.

We none of us control life. Never did. Never will. But the heart has a wisdom we cut off from in our self-vanities.

Honouring that someone is in our life need not wait on their passing - but at least in joining to honour someone who we share, the love that they are IS shared - regardless their 'faults'.

Perhaps the dead disappear to our sight because we cannot bear the light. We see but darkness and absence.

The public figures are symbolic to our times. Can one grieve for who one does not know? If one has been truly touched - why yes.
How much of grief is about our self - our own life - our own desires and perhaps broken dreams? Most. But relationship is the love in which we know we exist. Our private thoughts do not give us life - but only seem to hold something back from Life.
Learning of Life is transformative. We are not as we thought. But then, how shall we think, see and act? From a more deeply honest connection? With the love we have shared in our step? Why not!

Live and let live?

Comments to an article and comment on issues around the agenda of over population.



The identification with ego-centricity, with self-concept is the ultimate killer. Self righteous arrogance and callousness that deal not with living realities - but as a righteous opinionator and manipulator upon their world, upon relations seen 'out there'. In such wise the ideas/beliefs given allegiance program our perceptions and therefore our reactions.

So much of what is dysfunctional in the world is a reflection of a breakdown of communication within each our own mind and therefore our society. The practical opportunity of my message is that you can use it to reflect back to your own legitimate curiosity and challenge the 'programming' of a fearful and manipulative tyranny from in you have become deceived into accepting as your protection.

Aid initiatives can become subverted to corruptions, but the kindness of strangers is also like the touch of God - in terms of a validation of your core being - when YOU are the one whose need is great. But we have forgotten what giving really is in our corrupted 'giving to get'.

Giving is not primarily material, but is an unwithheld presence. Scarcities that are ultimately self-imposed give rise to the fearful conflicts and breakdowns and loss of vision to correct them.

If we use interpretations of the world to justify a lovelessness within, then we are making a choice and our world will reflect that choice to us.

Fear is a self-fulfilling prophecy, but it is a choice. Good intentions pave the way to hell because they are a mask upon a hidden agenda. Know thy self and uncover an integrity in which to align with the life in all.

Attend to that which is really here to be attended to and stop worrying!

You'll make yourself sick in focussing on negatives as if to make a positive for yourself against it. The world your mind makes is not so! Unless you WANT it so and then you can make it real to you by giving it. What you give is what you get back, so what ARE we believing and reinforcing? Don't fall for the scam that says you can get one over your world or your brother. It always ends in tears.



One may program the mind with belief but that same one can change their mind. One can insist that one's genes or one's upbringing 'did it to you' but that is the choice to NOT have a choice.

EVERY one within the focus of a physical consciousness is going to release it in transition that we call death. But the experience of is rich with opportunity for expressing and sharing Life - even within such limitations.

The rigidities of mind are reflected in its world, as a brittle ageing stuckness of unresolvable layers of conflicted fear and guilt. And quite naturally this is sloughed off. Fixing attention on the externals and seeking to resolve there what is actually at cause level and not merely symptom is such a rigidity to be released. It is not death we fear, but renewal. The mind gets stuck in its own trap. Change can be gracefully allowed or one can kick and scream. We all choose, but one can choose not to know this, if it is too fearful. So what is called for in a crisis, is calm, because without at least a moment's calm, reaction simply replicates the program that hides both the problem AND the answer.

Jumping into Life

Pregnant Base Jumper Dies On Her Last Leap

An extreme sports fan who decided to make one final leap before having a baby dies after her parachute fails to open.

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On a personal level, Wioletta Roslan died in the course of doing things she enjoyed - knowing that there were risks. We all pitch our lives at a level of risk and then take the life we get as our measure. It is easy to see the risk of a parachute jump. Less easy to see the risks of a mentality of security that suffocates the spirit and limits everything to a managed grey - even with many shades of it.

Going for the thrill is one of the threads of a human consciousness and it expresses in all sorts of ways through every walk of life at one level or another - and increasing in pseudo experience of film and game playing.

"I feel alive when I jump. I find normal life boring," Miss Roslan said.

This is very telling. We are born as beings of Wonder, but the light that is our in our presence and nature is increasingly covered over by a defined sense of self and world. The sense of self that we grow tends to be heavily masked by the persona that becomes our identity and our strategy of coping and communicating in life  - as we each see it, from our particular personal and cultural perspective.

Many of us at some stage in life come to realize we are not - never have been - the mask - but are a real presence that is beneath the radar of the world and generally kept under a bushel - except in special circumstances.

For it is only when we 'take the jump' of living out from our heart's knowing, that we experience the world differently. Rather than make this an addiction to a particular form - as if to self-stimulate, I would bring this insight into whatever apparent situation I am in. A culture of a 'control' mentality blots out the light and joy in life - as well as the inspiration and promise of all that comes forth from sharing it.

The thinking that sees life before death as a short moment to exploit for our self alone until the 'sun goes down' is common. But untrue. Because we are not our self alone, but an Expression of Life Itself. This is something that can awaken from beneath any mask, because what we make ourselves, doesnt actually create or change the truth of what we are. There is Something Eternal that we have forgotten that has not forgotten us - or we could not Be.

I sense that this knowing is part of a capacity to take the jump into human experience at all. It is as scary and dark a rollercoaster ride as you can imagine.

But regardless of our mutual definitions or agreements - and the hopes and disappointments these create in our experience; we ARE love's sharing. So much more than our surface mind realizes.

If it is time to go - then a transition occurs. Our True Safety is in Remembering who we truly Are, which is never absent from any truly shared relationship. Wioletta has her own reasons and lessons, and our views reflect ours and not hers.
There are many things that are equivalent to a parachute not opening. Things that become invisible to us while they are just there, or just work. Until they don't. Gratitude opens appreciation in Wonder!

Steve Jobs last words ... Oh Wow!

Infinite Intimacy seems to be limited by a defining awareness experiencing its perception.  In wish to be a creator on its own thought, it loses universal awareness to focus within limitation, which is a temporal ideation construct.

Losing the world must regain the Soul - but Soul is never really lost - only obscured. That which never really left wakes to that it always already is.
The idol of i will - plays out as our world, but Universal Will or the Movement of Life remains our only true Source and Condition - even if the illusion of independence is an insanely great and addictive idea by which to think different from God, for a while.

The hardware is in fact running in emulation on many levels of binary thought. When our avatar identity is released, the light or awareness of being is revealed - knows itself - as is - instead of filtered. It isn't an object - its the living context all along.

Steve Jobs is becoming a symbolic function to the world mind - he is chosen as serving as an exemplar of success and vision - albeit within a narrow social technological framework. But Steve Jobs the man was the love AND the call for love - both -  like we all are, without exception.

Machine-minded man believes as his structural determinants dictate. But the heart's truth of man is love's expression - whether he knows it or not, cooperates with it or not, integrates with it while alive or not. Love is also embodied in excellence. Art is a process of expressing or embodying the Movement discerned within.
Cultural vision is the embodiment of ideas as fresh expressions rather than derivative template mentality.

He was in touch with Wow! as part of being who he was. His mind tuned into bridging inspiration into practical effect. Though it seems  a trite phrase, Wow! is a precursor to Awe, in which we can only behold and be silent.

We dont have to get sick as we get older (Guardian article)

I suggest that a rigidity of mind creates a pattern or form of limitation that becomes an identification held against the actual open and universal nature of Mind or awareness Itself.

We get set. We get stuck in the mask of our own personna. We humanly create all too easily, a stubborn lonely secret life behind a veil of unwillingness to love or relate directly. Instead we 'relate' through ritual forms of association. We become driven by externalised demands that we believe and fear we must obey to maintain a sense of validity and acceptability in the eyes of (significant to us) others. We are pervasively insecure and sense life as a fragility amidst hostility.

Death is built into the program at the outset of a separating identity - for how can we live out a private mind but that God (or the Lght of our being) is shut out?
But there is another purpose through a born existance than exploitation and mere survival. To prolong such error is hardly an extension of Life - but is a stretching out the avoidance of the inevitable - and that is not living - but a desperation of a will set against life - "I want it thus!".

We can easily see that there is a journey of self awareness in a human life - but it is cut way short of its fulfilment by being stuck in postures of irresponsibility. In a childish getting for oneself or in getting a sense of independant identity by reacting against the perceived or projected ‘parent’ or authority.

The real Life that you really and truly are - is squelched or obscured by this whole process - by which you starve yourself to death in self depriving patterns that reinforce a false or private sense of self-lack. But life is not 'given to you' alone to keep and direct for your mere private gain - (even if that is to achieve merit for selfless action). Life is a Gift - and that Gift is eternally Given - in other words Life Is. Because we humanly subscribe to a sense of life in terms of our self made definitions - we are locked into form - but to release these definitions is to regain an innocent perception. Forgiveness. From such an awakened perspective we rest in the Identity of Being and discover an innate recognition and oneness with life that is truly Inclusive - even though we also walk and talk and work and play in form based relationship.

Health in its true appreciation, has a radiant and giving sense, of freedom to be all that you truly are - and allow its expression. This is ‘spiritual’ life and has nothing inherently to do with whatever belief system(s) served to awaken and free the spirit from a false life.

So to be willing to question the unquestionable may open the door to a greater discovery than we otherwise allow in. But to perpetuate the same sense of self as if _that_ is life is to invite the suppressed and excluded energies of a locked-down-life to break one’s peace in every kind of nightmarish scenario.

But that in turn causes us to reevaluate all that we thought we knew. A true responsibility for our own mind is inevitable - whether we seem to die once - or over and over and over again in attempts to avoid the Intimacy of Being in which we fear the very judgement or exclusion by which we have ourselves 'lived'.

Our use of the mind is largely spent in ways that do not see and share and appreciate the joy and beauty and wonder of life. This is a threshhold of discovery and not an opportunity to further exploit life.

I include myself in a sense of human liability - just as I include you in a sense of Divinity - of a heart-felt awareness welling up ever anew - regardless of the dramas played out on the surface.

Eternal is not the same as everlasting time - it is before - beyond and yet pervading time. I invite you to eternal life - not as a act of will - but as an act of willingness to step off of the map of control - and serve under the direction of the Heart.

This is not about a presumed destination - but of a truly connected appreciation of 'starting place'. Thought itself has to be reevaluated - for it creates our experience whether we realize it or not. Recognising this comes only of the willingness to receive, in silence, the Movement of Life or Spirit.
All are called; few choose to listen. As yet.

Grief - 2

It is common for another to say they are sorry for our suffering even when it is not any of their doing. Offering a 'touch' to a sense of one we perceive as hurt. I welcome the touch. I feel the hurt - but I don't seek to soothe it - but rather allow it to rest in me as one with my love. And as such it isn't hurt.

One of the things that came up strong in me while in grief was how others projected their stuff onto me and then acted out their fantasy on me - with expectations that I fit their needs.

Whilst it was easy if I paused, to understand the self defence mechanism at work I none the less felt at times outraged or completely unrelated with. In the former is my unmet desire or need for love - albeit in terms I can accept and understand - and in the latter is a true insight into the surface meaninglessness of much of what passes as currency as human relationship.

We are so unseen in this life - but then are we not ourselves likewise so often too 'busy' to notice and discern each other - until suddenly we cant find each other! We deprive ourselves of love.

I don't believe love is involved in struggle - but when we calm of our preoccupation in struggle, love's nature rises of itself - as the simple truth. And eventually we accept and align with the simple truth rather than fight with reality. At least to find the next step.

But all of us together - humanly - try to 'make a self' in a world that does not and can not last - and do so in ignorance of the love that we are. Searching for our own meanings in shifting and conflicting conditions. 

When love finds its name written in our hearts - we begin to look out upon a different world - from a fresh perspective. Love’s loss - lived humanly - re opened me to love - because it is the loss that I would lose and the love that I will cleave to. 

There is much confusion in the human heart to be healed and this can only come one willing step at a time. We generally don't like living in or through the territory of raw exposure and seek to cover it with a regained sense of self. 

It took me three years or so before I freely came to a sense of willingness to move on. Until I felt it, I trusted myself to be as I was moved to be. I also lost my marriage at the same time. I knew it in my heart - but couldn't let that come out - that took many years of pain and in many ways is a kind of grief that is hard to speak of - losing a beloved one while they are alive.

I wore myself out going round and round the same thoughts, over and over. Seeking love where it was not.

I sense somewhere that that was the point - for me to live this and be changed by having lived so.

All things are known in silence. A fullness that cannot be found from within the noise.

I don't say this as any kind of answer - but simply as a possible direction.

To live each day - to live this day - from even a little willingness for the heart’s blessing to abide and share.

When we neglect or forget to love, we starve ourselves of life.

Grief

June 29, 2010 at 4:53 am

I lost my 16 year old first born daughter to suicide. 15 years ago.
Loss has come up sharply as a fundamental thread of what I call ‘my life’.
I grieved my daughter – but I was also grieving ‘my life’.
The heart opens in ways that the mind cannot long abide – and yet the story of the mind is not the purity of the loving.
I associate the loving with Soul.
The Soul of me opened through FEELING the love – but the mind subverted that purity by asserting its story – and grabbing my attention in ways I couldn’t altogether be free of.
I didn’t fight anything during the grief – I don’t find fighting to be a way of peace.
Our minds are so entrenched – so in the grip of a willfulness to make sense of everything so that I GET what I need.
But despite the fearfulness of that sort of survival intent, love arose within my life and undid me of my grip.

I might seem whacky – but I feel to discern the gift no matter what the appearance. At least, there is a love of truth in me that prompts and uncovers this willingness in me despite experience of unspeakable hurt.

For a long while the world was simply the footprint of where she had walked. The absence of her light and being. And I had to do whatever I felt I had to do – or leave undone.

I had to let love touch me deeper than I had ever allowed anyone or anything to touch me. Words aren’t going to say much now – I’m not going to be able to say.

We put our love outside ourself and do not recognize where it really is. But you are the love – and the giving is the way you remember. Screaming and stuff can be an act of self love – for if something doesn’t release that limits us unbearably – we need to find any way to find the flow – the being – the life.

It is here – always. I forget this a lot – but I remember it more.
My mind seems to be designed to protect me from sharing love – but I don’t regard that as the truth or nature of Mind itself – but as a sort of complex story of me that once seemed so real and now really doesn’t speak for the love and life I feel graced to share – (yet still have the temptation to usurp or lose by following my own thinking-mind instead of listening in the heart).

I am glad to feel your presence- though a shared sense of loss has touched us both.

In Peace

Brian