When the Monks were explaining how once we renounce Earthly Social norms, and switch our allegiance from creation to our Creator, many new awarenesses of our ‘misunderstanding’ Love awakening within the Light inside, will actually enhance our desire to turn within exponentially, even, and ever-new Joy more. These beautiful souls of Truth asked us to imagine our accepted steps of grieving loss as denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance, and begin to see how the Collective low energy Mob-posse Consciousness is an abnormally Lower light-frequency vibration, that, merely requires these extraordinary inordinate steps.
They go on and help us see, when we let go of fused relationships that are filled with codependent normalcy bias resentment, we can experience the death of our Mother at 8:00 AM, and experience acceptance by the end of the afternoon, once we stop perceiving our normal fear, and hate as Love. Similar Monks in Tibet use a posey-like Pleasance to say a similar unusual-seeming difficult idea:
The nature of everything is illusory and ephemeral
Those with dualistic perception regard suffering as happiness
Like they who lick the honey from the razor’s edge
How pitiful they who cling strongly to concrete reality
Turn your attention within, my heart friends
Nyoshul Khenpo
Resentment
Our regular essence here is to deny constant traumas, and ‘smile for the camera’ as it were, but our innate minds will begin to re-think, and re-feel everything we deny, like resentment becomes a bunch of caged rotor squirrels running madly in many ‘anger turned inward depression states, in a reverse metaphor of septic-tank pipe’s rotor-router clean out. Other steps toward cleaning out our resentment-smiling two-faced baggage requires turning within to Creator, and letting ONENESS do what we can, never do for ourselves, to stop clinging to others with a stainless steel cable of continual contempt hooking up Godless codependents in the forlorn hearts of those we, only pretend resentment is bonafide Love, for sure, Oh YA! So bears don’t shit in the woods any more? I get it ‘dumbed down social norm’; Right?
The most abused-confusing among us take many amusing years to unlearn physical resentment Karmic-habits by a simple 3 step process of embracing “Creator can, I can’t, and I will willingly let go, or die trying!” This is the Hard One, but it gets even harder the more we try to force it, so like any fox in the hen pen it takes a miracle to admit ‘we’ are the ones who have lost count, as we are the ones that have become our own worst enemies, and never Hell-tell the truth to ‘the farmer in the dell’, as Creator’s ambassadors of our own Lost-soul Love-lorn foxy selves.
Instead of calling Mother Earth a gender favorite, would that we be kind and more honest, we would do well to call it Trauma Earth, it seems to me now. My dream last night was very dreary in a harmful shade of grey, mixed with ghost-blue, as if all our Earth caricatures were imprisoned under the absolute tyranny of a few of our most cold-hearted, narcissistic emotional Blackmailers. We, all had to remain very still, lest the least disturbance, meant someone had to die. Talk abut walking on egg shells!? I dreamed the same set of clothes; same Big Oil killer military roads with slavery-corporate T-shirt Bankster cheering squads; same poison food, as the same grey-blue aluminum air, and aluminum chemical industrial sledge-waste for drinking evil-aspartame Dentist-sweetener water.
The odd thing about this dream is that it didn’t seem to change when I woke up, like a lot of dreams disappear in the waking social-norm malevolent state in our mindless adult-rated madness. Oh well, even though this is a real Hard One, and it must be the miracle I have been prying for: “Thank you Holy Spirit for experiencing forgiveness miracles working through, and for me to enlighten compassion for others as myself.” Already I can see that this dream is not, just for me, but for every ONENESS one of us to be able to trust I can now Love others, as myself enough to share this, our all inclusive “Hard One” dream. Would’na, could’na, dreamed it without y’all, as me, with me, inside me, loving me…, so thank you, ever so ONENESS Spirit Creator willingly.
Psychiatry
A former Military Psychiatrist from Scotland, R D Lang, switched to become a very nurturing therapist after visiting India, and in America tens of thousands would gather to hear him begin his simple message “All psychiatrists are ass holes”. Fun already, right? Once he heard the same Loving monks, it wasn’t his personal motive alone to leave Psychiatry, but when he discovered how his ‘learned associates’ didn’t see anything wrong with ECT traumas, and boring holes in patient’s heads, that, really got him to leave them that, very day he realized who his social-norm cold-hearted executioner mirrors had become.
He explained negative elemental fields of Morphogenetic disregard collected like dark clouds above Earth, and targeted the worst focused roles, to kill the weak, and suffering as, if our Collective disregard Consciousness was constantly shun-cull Railroading any ‘Meek to Spirit’ left in our Darwin Alpha-gender cannibalistic herd. When anyone disregards another in any small way, like not Listening with genuine regard in Delight to another’s self-disclosure, or worse, ganging up like some do to gossip-another in a character assassination mirror-double vengeance, every tiny bit of our social norm resentment adds to this accumulative mean-spirited human anomaly, and destroys ‘the last, who will be first’, if they can, just make it through all the Trauma-crazy bullshit here.
He goes on to explain that if we execute mental patients in “One flew over the cuckoo’s Nest” metaphors, it isn’t all the nurse Ratchet minions, that control the insurance money, but the Satanic-trained Psychiatrists that sign for the Bush/Clinton executioner insurance, that reinforce the grey/blue abnormal dream in our Collective Psychiatry-executioner disregard 5 step Consciousness of “Resentment-grieving” loss as denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance, in our MAMA Law up-the-colon British Colonialism child rape-sacrifice Satanic Earth anomaly, its cannibalistic self.
Orange Chakra
No matter what indoor/outdoor plumbing anyone has, at the level of our sexual chakra, is our Spiritual chakra too, that is Orange in color, so it would seem that chastity helps as much as meditation, in that the moment we shut our outside eyes, the inner eye w/cones and rods, secretes melatonin equally in the Pineal Gland, and the Orange chakra Coliseum ‘below’. It’s like we have a choice to Orgasm ‘wet or hard’, or enjoy chemical energy turning into Light energy through the Sushumna spinning all, our chakras and 20,000 nadis within ever-new Joy enlightening Love energy Harmony, as we switch our allegiance from Karmic-creation, to ONENESS Spirit Conscience Creator, replete, timeless inviolate and invisible.
As a normal grieving 5 step human it, really helps to, not switch until we can forgive ourselves for being, so human, but at a point of inflection on the Spiritual learning curve, we get to let go of ‘curves’, completely and wet face/slap this Hard One, or keep depending on American Murder Association Hospitals, that require so much Cancer-torture insurance money to support our secret space weapon program. Imagine the Satanists control Psychiatry-education about dissociation as a ‘rarity’, when everyone of us have alters we don’t even know about. What in the Hell would a bunch of Satanic elites do if all their planned traumas cause dissociation, knowing we have the gift to remember every photographic-mind minute detail, and, still allow anyone to heal enough, to remember Satanic lifetimes of what is Atoning-Love, and what Divisive-Love isn’t?
God loves, all so much, that, even if we remain sexual, our ‘Orange’ choice never goes away, so anyone can become a virgin again anytime, if we do it for Spiritual motives, not any self-judging Physical motives to, still pretend self-hate is Love. I Love to cry and sob watching movies about how much God Loves us, and when movies show turning-within miracles, the last thing on my new mind of Delight is any grey/blue shade of Orange, as if all the Love-rocket energy at the bottom of everything ‘snaky’ just shot up through, Orion’s Nebular in a clear blue sky view of ONENESS Wonder! Orange doesn’t change color in gender-difference, and it’s not about color at all, but about Love-motives ‘under’ colorful gender-difference, that inn-spires all the Karmic-free Space/time rocket-fuel Effulgence inside-outta here.
Pine Cone hears Conipinikins
Unbelievable Spirit Brilliance