<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683</id><updated>2026-09-27T04:17:30.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woken Soul ~ A Journey of Transformation</title><subtitle type='html'>When you remember how to become Lighter than Light, you will float upwards. Beyond the tallest mountains, up above the clouds where you belong ~ Take a breath, and remember when you were Lighter than Light ~~ Namaste, God Bless, سلام</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683.post-2670452656745506685</id><published>2020-06-28T11:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2020-06-28T11:47:25.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighter than Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id=&quot;docs-internal-guid-c40be1f7-7fff-97cf-a978-1d6c09ebdcbd&quot;&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAVcJQahRu1CqxR4mWoI7sB5Xe4wbuU_QZrhGQteahiH6Uxw66ZkyvvHJqGoumUqL-TMaWQkRMCDDS4I20_Phs4-BwRBq9vc4M1Isdj4jrrxLfJt64_6tgGTMLiDRWrK93T3bCvX-bFxY/s1494/20200428_102501.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1121&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1494&quot; height=&quot;469&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAVcJQahRu1CqxR4mWoI7sB5Xe4wbuU_QZrhGQteahiH6Uxw66ZkyvvHJqGoumUqL-TMaWQkRMCDDS4I20_Phs4-BwRBq9vc4M1Isdj4jrrxLfJt64_6tgGTMLiDRWrK93T3bCvX-bFxY/w625-h469/20200428_102501.jpg&quot; width=&quot;625&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Exhausted would not begin to describe the feeling that I have not been able to shake off for the past few months. It’s not the Rona, it’s not the BLM situation, it’s not my 60-70 hour work weeks; it’s something much deeper.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;The last article I wrote was about people wearing masks, not actual masks that you see people wearing now to protect themselves from this virus, but theoretical masks that we place on each other so that we are not shocked by the real us. It was called “The Illusions of Humanity”...The article was written back in January of 2015...I re-read that article recently, and could not ignore the feeling that what I wrote seems to have turned into a literal reality. Is it a coincidence that it was to be the last article I wrote until today? Probably just a coincidence….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Speaking of masks, not the literal one, but the one that you wear at work to try to please everyone, the one you put on others to protect yourself from their true face; I have placed a thick mask on my face, and have not taken it off for a while now, until today, hence why I am writing this, I need the mask to come off, even if it is only for a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I am currently living in an area of the US that is known to be very much right leaning. The thing about it is, I agree with a lot of what the right winged followers believe, but I also believe in much of what the left winged followers believe, confusing? Not really, it’s called being a Libra, the ability to see both sides, always. I think it also helps that I get to hear what people really think, from both sides, because I have the abilities of a chameleon, in terms of my color, culture, the way I speak, I seem to have this ability to easily fit in with anyone; right, left, black, white, brown, asian...it does not matter, I will find a way to fit right in, and open you up.... Either way, that does not matter; the point I am going to make has to do with the fact that the left and the right are extremely similar in many ways...Right wingers think that the government should not have the power to control our lives, to dictate how we can earn money, or how we can grow our own food, etc...guess what, A LOT of left winged folks support that same belief! It’s just crazy that the two sides seem to be completely blind to their similarities, and concentrate only on their differences! Actually, it’s not crazy at all, it is expected...why? Because the media forces the differences into their minds on a constant basis, day in and day out. The media has become SO polarized that it makes me laugh whenever I watch either sides - whether it be CNN or Fox News, or MSNBC...they are literally pinning folks against each other purposely...to what end? I have a pretty good guess on that, and can go into detail about when, where, how and why, but that would be a MUCH longer article, and I want to keep this as short as possible so as to not lose your attention...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I am taking my mask off, and I am asking all of you, globally, to see what is really happening here. I have said for many years now that an awakening is happening, and that an evolution of mass consciousness is in progress. Just read some of my articles on my woken soul blog and you will see that I’ve been preaching this for a long time now. It seems to have all started in or around the early 2000’s, when more and more regular blue collar folks were waking up to the reality that they were capable of so much more than simply being a part of a giant machine for the benefit of the 1%. Now, even though the quickening of events started about a decade ago, the events that are currently unfolding are meant to stop the progress of our mass evolution of consciousness. The events that are unfolding are meant to instill fear and separation - rather than love and unity. Though, it seems to have also perpetuated an opposite outcome, where people are waking up to so many different conspiracies that are now more believable. The thing is, those who are trying so damn hard to stop the progress do not realize that this evolution is inevitable, and the more they try to throw monkey wrenches into it, the stronger the process becomes. Yes, it is exhausting, and it’s really really irritating for people like me, but it’s okay, because we know that we will prevail, and that our world will change forever, for the better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Throw your tantrum, that’s alright, we will rub you on your back and tell you everything will be okay. Because it will be okay, no matter how many tantrums you throw, no matter how many wrenches you launch into the gears of progress, we will continue to love each other and lift each other up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;No matter how hard you try to separate us, we will find ways to communicate, and we will remind one another of the fact that this evolution of consciousness takes patience and perseverance. Your attempts are futile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;As you have noticed, more and more people are taking a stance against the status quo, they are no longer bowing down to a system that oppresses and demoralizes their souls. We’re back on the ladder of spirituality, and we’ll continue to climb, rung by rung, right to the top, to where we will all become Lighter than Light….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2670452656745506685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2020/06/lighter-than-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/2670452656745506685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/2670452656745506685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2020/06/lighter-than-light.html' title='Lighter than Light'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAVcJQahRu1CqxR4mWoI7sB5Xe4wbuU_QZrhGQteahiH6Uxw66ZkyvvHJqGoumUqL-TMaWQkRMCDDS4I20_Phs4-BwRBq9vc4M1Isdj4jrrxLfJt64_6tgGTMLiDRWrK93T3bCvX-bFxY/s72-w625-h469-c/20200428_102501.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683.post-2298468745515436436</id><published>2015-01-22T15:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2015-01-22T15:33:05.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Illusions of Humanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.15; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every day that passes, I realize that my words are wasted on so many people. Not wasted in the sense that they are not worth my words, but wasted in the sense that my words will never be sufficient enough for people to truly feel what I am feeling, or to truly see the genuine desire for peace in my heart. Many of us are constantly misunderstood because of this fact, because the words created by men are not sufficient to express the deep feelings and senses that we experience in every moment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I feel that because there are so many damaged people, myself included, trust of someone’s words is fleeting. You can say you trust someone, though saying it is really not enough. Trust is something a person can have towards another person, and towards themselves, only if the person is completely and deeply vulnerable. I have not met anyone who is truly and deeply vulnerable with themselves. It seems that they think they are, but when situations arise that can be easily solved by being truly honest and trusting of your own self, there is a total breakdown, and the reality of a situation is covered up. We create these illusions of why things are a certain way, why people are a certain way. We say other people wear masks, we say we wear masks, and this is only half of the truth; we also put masks on other people because we are afraid to see them for who they truly are. Even if the people we force masks on are ripping their masks off, we tend to say “no no, please put your mask back on, I like you better that way”. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I do not want you to think that I am saying that this behavior is bad or wrong, I truly just want to point it out, and possibly come to some sort of realization of why or what this all is. Obviously, this behavior seems to have no real positive effects.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;This trust issue, this issue of not being able to see through the trillions of illusions that we create, is a problem on a macro and micro level. There is no real honesty without a complete destruction of the illusions we have created. We live in a world with BILLIONS of people, which means we live in a world with BILLIONS of &amp;nbsp;egos. These egos are constantly clashing and crashing into each other, creating conflicts and building more illusions to protect themselves from the sometimes harsh realities of our world. There are so many thoughts and ideals that simply do not mesh and that compete with each other. We live in a world full of damaged people who desperately need to trust and be trusted. We live in a world full of scared, weak, desensitized and disillusioned people. This is obvious, and we can see this clearly by simply observing how people treat one another, how they look at one another, how they speak to one another. You can also see this in extreme action by watching the news, or watching hollywood movies that seem to be filled with more and more propaganda as the years pass. This rise of propaganda in the media is used on the masses as ideological and commercial warfare. This warfare continues to poison the billions of minds on the planet, deepening the illusions that have already been created from our direct experiences and in turn creating a divide that seems so real. This propaganda is also getting worse in religions such as Islam, Christianity and Judaism. We see that these religions tend to preach two opposite sets of ideals. One that promotes peace and unity, and another that promotes war and division. This is proof that these religions have been infiltrated and is being used as a major tool to control and mold the illusions of the masses. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let me change the word from illusion to insecurity, since in my mind, these two words can describe one another. On my journey thus far, I have not met anyone personally who did not have any insecurities whatsoever. I had a conversation with my wife about this, I was curious to know what she thought about it, and she came to the same conclusion. We then came to the conclusion that the only people that are out there that possibly have little to no insecurities are the spiritual teachers that we hear about, the men and women who literally dedicate their lives to self growth and to the seeking of universal truths; let us call these people the seekers.The seekers have become hyper aware of their reactions and to their conditioning and have found ways to destroy their illusion through diligent observation of themselves and their environments. This practice seems to have cured them of the human illness of an overactive ego and in turn has allowed them to curb their insecurity, and in some cases completely accept things as they are. The seekers have gotten to a point where the illusions are no longer necessary, because they are no longer afraid of what is really there to see. I do not think that the seeker gets to this point easily, nor do I think that once at that point it gets easier. In my opinion, and from what I feel about all this, I believe that it probably gets much more difficult at that exact point where your illusions are shattered, when you have decided and accepted to take off your own mask and the mask of everyone else you encounter. I am sure that once this is destroyed, there are many temptations to build the illusion right back up. I can say this with confidence because I was close, I do not know how close, but I know I was in the vicinity. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I felt a shattering of my illusion when I was young, about 14 years of age. I did not care for the things that the others around me cared so much for. I did not get attached to the material things that my friends back then seemed to obsess over. I did not want to get distracted, and there were moments of complete clarity; this is when I would write. I cannot say that these moments lasted long, nor can I say that I controlled when they came and went, but I know they were there, I know that I was constantly in and out of the illusion.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;There is one specific memory from my childhood that sticks out for me, a memory that I wish to share with you. I would like to share this memory because I believe it will give you an idea of where my mind has been for most of my life and will hopefully give you a better understanding of where the thought process behind this article comes from. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;My parents sent my brother and I to a religious summer camp when I was around 7 years old. I did not grow up in a religious household and neither of us knew much about Islam at that point, nor could we even read Arabic (we still can’t, we never learned), but I think my parents wanted us to experience a little bit of that world. To be honest, most of the memory of that camp is gone, I do not remember much. I do remember not wanting to be there, and feeling trapped. I also remember feeling as though something was there with me, protecting me from these other men who seemed so bent on conditioning me into a belief in something I did not understand. I remember getting a very bad headache a few days after we arrived at the camp (I used to get lots of them, and still do until today), and the men at the camp allowed me to go to my bunk earlier than the other campers to rest my head in a dark room. I layed in the bunk and tried to fall asleep, at the moment where I started to feel like it was hopeless, a light appeared in the room. At first, I thought someone hit the light switch, but I remember looking up at the light fixture and seeing that it was still shut off. With this light appeared a man with a beard wearing a white robe. I remember looking down at his feet and thinking “where are his shoes?”. The man was literally surrounded by light, and he seemed to glow. I remember thinking that his skin was glowing, that his skin looked so soft and healthy. He came to me, and lifted me out of bed. He held me in his arms, with my head resting on his shoulder. I remember that I loved how he smelt, I cannot describe the smell but it was like nothing my senses have ever experienced before and not again until 2 years ago (this experience, and the one I had two years ago were very similar in feeling but not in sight). He held me, that is all he did. I felt so comforted, more than I had ever felt before. He did not say anything, he did not rub my back or my head, but a few moments passed, and my headache was completely gone. He laid me back down in the bunk, and he was gone as quickly as he had appeared. The room was dark again, and I felt better than I had since I arrived at the camp a few days earlier. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;This was an experience that seems to have shaped much of my life. I understood that this presence was not an actual human being that came into the room, but rather something from somewhere else. Something that was always there, watching over me, protecting me. I knew that this was not necessarily a man with a beard, and that I was seeing what it thought I wanted to see. I knew that this energy, this power, would guide me for the rest of my journey in this life. I did not make any religious connections, nor did I try to name my vision or feelings. I just knew that everything was going to fall into place. The rest of the time at the camp is a blur. I do remember winning an award for being able to memorize some verses from the Quran. I do not remember even learning them in the first place, but I still have them memorized to this day. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now, over 20 years later, I could say that I have more clarity, but I also have heavier illusions. Meaning, my clarity is deep, but my illusions are many and hard to cut through. When I am finally able to drop it all, I see things as they are, and I feel a deep love and sorrow at the same time. It is very difficult to describe in words. Some people say that this clarity is called enlightenment, and maybe that is what it is, but I have also heard people say that once you reach this point it is a pure and solid feeling of love, acceptance and understanding. I disagree. That is still an illusion. There is darkness behind the illusion, as much as there is light, for without one, there would be no other. There is sorrow behind the illusion, just as there is love, for again, without one, how would we feel the other? The problem with our illusion is that it places a feeling like sorrow in a negative spectrum and associates it with density. The problem with our illusion is that we believe that darkness always carries negativity. I have heard many say that what we resist persists, and this is so true for our illusions of darkness and negativity. It is fear that puts the darkness in this dense place. It is our egos that create an illusion because we are too scared to face the reality of our World. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The veil is lifting, sometimes it drops down a little, and then is lifted a little higher, but it is lifting more than it has ever before on this planet. Many are clinging on to their illusions, holding on and creating heavier and heavier masks, ones that they think will protect them from their fears. So many are feeding their egos so much that they believe that they are doing the opposite, the illusions are very strong at this time in our existence, hence the suicides and addictions that are on the rise, hence the rising of conflicts across the globe and the tension that everyone seems to be feeling.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is time for many of us to break free from the ones that refuse to remove their masks and in turn create heavier ones for us to wear. The ones who can truly see, and feel, need to break free so that they can continuously grow, and so that the veil can continuously lift steadily. For if you get stuck in this illusion, there will come a time, sooner than you may think, where your illusion will become a hell that you have created...and that is when you will realize how important it was for you to do the work...to seek...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;We are seekers, and we will finally find the darkness and the light that exist behind the illusions. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2298468745515436436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2015/01/the-illusions-of-humanity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/2298468745515436436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/2298468745515436436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2015/01/the-illusions-of-humanity.html' title='The Illusions of Humanity'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683.post-6355859209924900219</id><published>2014-09-11T11:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2014-09-11T11:52:03.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Break the Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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13 years ago today, the twin towers were brought down and
many innocent lives were lost. 13 years ago today, the masses of the world were
brought to their knees by the events that they all saw unfold before our eyes.
Mass consciousness and the levels of vibration were reduced, lowered, and
negatively manipulated, 13 years ago today...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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On a day like today, people must read, read, read...
Research and try to over-stand the concept of false flag operations. Look for
evidence, and logically deduce to come to a realistic conclusion. Ask yourself
questions, questions that may at first seem out of this world. &lt;/div&gt;
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I suggest that you start your journey by looking up Edward
Bernays, the father of propaganda...read his essay called &quot;The Engineering
of Consent&quot;. Google is your friend in this case.&lt;/div&gt;
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Edward Bernays believed that society deserved to be
controlled, for the masses could not control themselves sufficiently. He
believed that decision could not truly be reached by a democratic vote, but by
the power of suggestion, leading masses to decide based on what the “rulers”
thought was best.&lt;/div&gt;
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Do you agree with his theory? Do you agree that you and your
family need to be controlled by subliminal messages, by propaganda, by the
power of suggestion? Do you agree that making decisions on your own, without
being manipulated would not benefit you or your family? If you do agree, then
you do not have any faith in yourself or in the people around you, and you are
fully controlled by the machine. You are lost and I pray that you can somehow
release yourself from the cogs and gears of manipulation.&lt;/div&gt;
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If you disagree with his theory, then continue reading.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;“The conscious and
intelligent manipulation of the organized habits and opinions of the masses is
an important element in democratic society. Those who manipulate this unseen
mechanism of society constitute an invisible government which is the true
ruling power of our country. ...We are governed, our minds are molded, our
tastes formed, our ideas suggested, largely by men we have never heard of. This
is a logical result of the way in which our democratic society is organized.
Vast numbers of human beings must cooperate in this manner if they are to live
together as a smoothly functioning society. ...In almost every act of our daily
lives, whether in the sphere of politics or business, in our social conduct or
our ethical thinking, we are dominated by the relatively small number of
persons...who understand the mental processes and social patterns of the
masses. It is they who pull the wires which control the public mind.” ― Edward
L. Bernays, Propaganda&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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You must Know that the world is being steered into
directions that do not benefit the common human being. The world is being
steered for reasons that I cannot explain. What I can explain is that the
direction we are led to take is a direction that is quickly leading to our
complete control and in turn the destruction of free will and of the conscious
evolution of the masses.&lt;/div&gt;
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I do not know why the “controllers” hate the masses so much.
I do not know why they believe that they have a right of control over the
masses. It may just be a perverse and ancient bloodline of kings and queens,
ones who interbred and over time spread across the globe into little pockets of
power hungry villains.&lt;/div&gt;
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It may just be that the “controllers” truly believe that
what they do is for the greater good. Maybe they think along the lines of depopulation
for the safety of the planet and for the longevity of their species. Maybe they
believe that what they do and what they try to accomplish is honorable. &lt;/div&gt;
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Maybe it is a combination of the above.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
The point is this, the tools that are used to control your
minds and to direct your actions are visible. They are not invisible, they are
not fantasy. The tools used are described in depth by ones who passed, such as
Aldous Huxley (Google it) and Edward Bernays.&lt;/div&gt;
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It is highly unlikely that the world will become a more
peaceful and loving place while these “controllers” and their tools are still
being used. It is impossible for the world to become a better place unless
masses of people realize that the system has been built on lies, and on
rewarding injustice, greed, lust, revenge and other deadly sins. &lt;/div&gt;
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It is clear that material possession has become the MOST
important aspect of all human life. Whether it be land or other possessions,
people wage war, and act violently in order to gain the things that the machine
makes them believe they need to be happy. &lt;/div&gt;
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Another tool used is religion. I do not believe religion is evil
nor do I believe that religion itself was created as a tool by the “controllers”.
What I do know is that religion may have started pure, but has been used for centuries
to control. In other words, they have found ways to incorporate it into the
propaganda machine that controls the masses. Anything that pushes you to
believe that you are separate from others is a tool used by the “controllers”. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Like I have said before, we cannot live on an island of
happiness surrounded by an ocean of misery. The suicides of many successful
humans over the years has shown and proven this fact to you. Possessions will
NOT make you happy, and is NOT the purpose of your lives. Break the propaganda machine.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
The system has been built by kings and queens; the system
controls the peasants and murders the ones who seek justice and equality for
all sentient beings. When the tools and machines used to control the peasants
start to fail, a shocking false flag operation is performed in order to shock
the masses back into submissiveness. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
When the masses are sufficiently shocked, and once their
vibrations are lowered to proper levels, the tools and machines can again function
as they have been for centuries.&lt;/div&gt;
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Rinse and repeat...&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6355859209924900219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2014/09/break-machine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/6355859209924900219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/6355859209924900219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2014/09/break-machine.html' title='Break the Machine'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZsIosuvPspV5V4bcNWFZ2b0dxcVczdpXBf57HhzdflH6ZiB2MD8WT_9sh51umvJKUcqQTxxZyziD4qh0krE1UQcM55UdV4EwGeqQ0ptfVBlRzvWBIZKTeAdweW7Ua0aXA-s1MUAueYE/s72-c/huxley-quote3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683.post-5585999811199214799</id><published>2014-07-16T16:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2014-07-16T16:40:09.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Creations Lament - Feel It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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This morning, I woke up sad, hurt, and hopeless. I could not
pin point where those feelings were coming from, nor could I remember having any
negative dreams. I thought maybe that the stresses of life in general were just
getting to me. I attempted to ignore and push the feelings aside. I got on with
my day.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I cleaned the house, I took a shower, I ate breakfast, I
took care of some business, and I sat down in my living room. I put a cooking
show on in hopes that it would keep me busy and possibly inspire me to be
creative. I sat there, staring at the TV, or rather through it. I did not hear
anything that the cooks were saying, nor did I want to hear anything. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I was there, in front of the television, not really
thinking, sort of in a trance...All of a sudden, I felt this intense wave of
sadness and I started to tear up. This is not like me at all, anyone that knows
me knows that I have a hard time letting myself break down in tears.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
My heart felt like it was breaking and
my mind felt so heavy. I did not attempt to hold back the tears. I then decided
that more than ever I really needed to listen to my heart. It told me to do
what I have been stopping myself from freely doing for a while now; I opened my
RT news app and started to read the headlines.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I already know what’s happening around
the globe as I see posts on social networks and random news seems to always
find its way into my day... but I’ve been avoiding thinking about the state of
the world, putting it out of my mind as much as possible...I read, one article,
two, three and I stopped. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Finally it was clear to me. I didn&#39;t wake up sad, hurt and
hopeless because of anything that was directly happening in my life. I’m not
unhappy with my life; I’m not depressed about anything directly related to me.
Of course I have stresses in my own life and there are problems that I deal
with on a regular basis, but I have never been one to become depressed about my
situation. I always strive on, positively, knowing that there is a solution to
every problem, and that every stress in my life is an opportunity for growth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Like clouds dissipating and allowing the sun to finally shine through, it was clear to me...the feelings of sadness and sorrow are coming from deep within
yet from far out there...I am feeling the pain of the world, and today, for
some reason, it is overwhelmingly strong...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
This is why I share this with all of you, this is why I
write...to let these feelings flow...to maybe reach out to someone who
understands, or to show someone what many of us who feel connected deal with...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I can no longer pretend that I am not bothered by the
injustice and the inhumane way people treat each other in this world. I can no
longer wear the masks of indifference. I am not that person, I am not ignorant
to the world’s problems nor can I pretend to not be upset with humanity. I am
upset, sad, depressed and disappointed with my entire species. I have a hard
time loving everyone I meet. I have a hard time accepting how people see the
world and how people see others.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I have a really tough time, especially lately,
accepting other people’s indifference and ignorance. I try my best to bite my
tongue, I try my best to be understanding and patient, I try to remind myself
that everyone is where they are for a reason, I try not to judge. &amp;nbsp;But this is becoming more and more difficult
for me, and it is affecting who I am, negatively...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Lately, it seems the universe is throwing so many tests my
way in the form of people’s opinions and peoples behaviors towards me, and
today, I feel as though I am failing every single one of these tests. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I am not perfect and I have made so many mistakes, and
continue to make mistakes. I do not have a perfect view of the world, nor do I
believe I am better than anyone else out there. My beliefs change and evolve. I
continuously grow and transform. But there is something that I know about
myself, something concrete and unchanging...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I am a good person, my heart is
humble and my intentions are pure and honorable. I know that I want justice and
peace for every part of creation. I know that I am open-minded and that I am
willing to learn and to broaden my horizons. I know that I have empathy and
real compassion...and I know that my compassion is not limited to one group of
people, or even to one group of living things. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I cannot comprehend
how people can be so indifferent towards life, all of life...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I do not understand why people are indifferent towards the
state of the world and the chaos that exists. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I cannot comprehend why so many humans ignore the serious
and urgent need for change.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I cannot understand
why some people believe their lives are worth more than a person living in
another country. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Being Canadian, American, German, Brazilian, etc, does not
make you a better person. Your nationality does not make you good or bad. You
are not a good guy because you are American, British, French or Canadian, and
you are not a bad guy because you are Russian, Iranian, Pakistani or Afghani. Do you understand my point?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Hollywood....ugh.... &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I started consciously feeling this way at about 12 years
old. I could remember how I felt after seeing the news and learning about
history in school. After learning about the Native Americans and how North
America became the way it is today. I could remember feeling hurt and sad for
all the murder that took place and continues to take place.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I could remember
learning about Nazi Germany and feeling a deep regret and sympathy in my soul. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I could remember watching movies about American history, about
slaves and racist societies, about the American civil war, and feeling
connected to the hurt. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Every time I learned about injustice, about genocide, about
inequality, it was almost as if I was directly related to the victims. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
To the Jews that have been murdered, tortured and the ones
who suffered in the concentration camps.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
To the Africans that were shipped like cattle to the United
States, who were taken away from their lives, to serve as slaves. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
To the Native Americans that had their cultures, their way
of life and their lives destroyed. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
To the countless women that have been treated like lesser
beings throughout history, and who continue to fight the greatest war ever fought
against inequality.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
To the Palestinians who are kicked out of their homes, off
their farms, who are tortured and murdered every day for the past 70 years. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
To the millions of creatures who are mistreated, tortured
and mutilated because we think they exist for our pleasure and consumption.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
To the countless floras that are chopped up, stepped on, and
destroyed to build more condos, business, and factories that pollute and
destroy the environment. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
To the massive pieces of land ripped up for profit and for
human over- consumption...so that we can fill our gas tanks, launch our
rockets, and burn, burn, burn....&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
On, and on and on....&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
ALL of these victims are a part of my family.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
How can I not feel the sorrow? How can I not feel the pain
and the loss? I am not a direct victim, but a part of me feels everything that
these victims feel and have felt...and it’s painful...and I pray that it
stops...centuries have passed, and not much has changed. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
More compassion is needed, real compassion...not the bullshit
that is sold to you by some pompous asshole in your houses of worship.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
How can you, yes you, sit there and tell me that your life
is more important than the lives out there. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
How can you seriously defend your illusion? How can you
justify that your way of life, or any other life, is more important than that
of a Palestinian life, or than that of a tree in the Amazon? &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
How can you truly believe and feel that your patriotism
serves you or this world in a positive way? Did patriotism serve the world or
make it a better place in Nazi Germany? What about&amp;nbsp;Mao&#39;s China, Pol Pot&#39;s Cambodia, Stalin&#39;s
Soviet Union, Amin&#39;s&amp;nbsp; Uganda, etc?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
How can you truly convince yourself that your flag defines
your humanity? &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
How can you label yourself as more important? How can you
say that your nation deserves more than any other? &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Wake up from your self-loathing, arrogant, egotistical, self
righteous ways of thinking....&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
You are not more important than any other living or even non
living thing on this planet. No part of creation in the entire expanding
universe is less important than you are. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Your life is not more significant than the spider you just
crushed, nor are you better than the animal you just consumed. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
I’m not saying you should look down on yourself, I’m not
saying you should never kill a spider and never eat any animal...What I am
saying is that your ungrateful behavior adds more chaos to the world....and
leads to over-consumption and desensitization. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
So, after holding my tongue for so long, I need to let this
out....I say this to all the so called religious people, spiritual people, and
to all the beings that are constantly acting in opposition to the teachings of
compassion and love. I say this to you, and you, and you - &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“You say that you
are kind and that you deserve a good life, yet you treat others as if they are
lower than you. &amp;nbsp;You say that you are righteous
yet you use others to serve your own needs and wants, without ever thinking about
their needs and wants. You put on a facade of being this saintly and grown
human, you think you know better, yet you show no sign of that being. You have
no compassion towards the feelings of others and you pick and choose, out of
your own convenience and self delusion which person deserves and does not
deserve your compassion...Being compassionate is not limited, it is
unlimited...therefore your compassion is not true, it is very false...I see
through you, and it won’t be long before your illusion is shattered” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
FEEL, that is where it starts. See them as you see yourself,
without borders, or flags, or national anthems. Release all pride and
patriotism. Release your false notion of belonging to a limited tribe....Know
that you could be them, rather, you ARE them.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Know that every victim on this planet is connected to you
and that everything that is done to them will eventually hurt you. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Know that your way of life is not more important than that
of any other form of life on this planet.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Feel the sorrow of
others as if it were your own.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Welcome the rest of creation into your heart, and know that
your family is unlimited...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
Only then will we be able to truly have peace and healing everywhere and for everyone. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;o:p&gt;With frustration...&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;o:p&gt;SS&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Let&#39;s PLAY this game. Lets dance and spin and pretend we know what we are doing. Lets all pretend that we know who we are, and where we are going. Let&#39;s act as if who we are is stable and solid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;FUCK IT!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.15; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Let&#39;s not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.15; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.15; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Admit it, you have no clue what you are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;You have no idea why you are here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;You have no direction and your dance is just an act, you&#39;re spinning, yes...but you are spinning with a false sense of control!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Why do you care?! Spin, spin, spin, spin...admit that you are playing a game, a game that has no foreseeable end….death...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Admit that your path is twisted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Admit that you are not solid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;You are not stable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;You are not in control!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;You are nothing more than a light.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;A light that bends, travels, spins, bounces, reflects, falls, fades, disappears...admit it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;You have no idea what you really are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Do not be alarmed, this is nothing new..species have been in this predicament for ages...less than 1% ever knew who they really were.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Some pretended so well that they had others believe that they were actually something other than a fading star..a dying star...a black hole…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;We are stars...but not in the sense of greatness...greatness is just a word, a false state of mind….you are not great, you are empty…just a light...greatness is ego.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Ego is not who you are, light is not ego...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Stars fade, stars die, low density stars become black holes...empty...believe it, feel it, know it, and live it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;You are a dying star, a 3D star, slowly turning into a black hole….becoming empty, becoming the black hole…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;This is enlightenment...to become the dying star, to finally realize that this whole life is nothing more than a cycle of death and birth….not birth and death, but the other way around..you die before you are born..you are something before you become nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Emptiness is the goal, not wholeness as they lead you to believe...wholeness is an illusion, there is no wholeness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Lose yourself...lose yourself and then you will REALLY dance...lose yourself and then you will REALLY spin...out of control..spin out of control…..that is the point...to become nothing...to turn into the nothingness...into the zero, into the sacred and empty space...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Stop pretending....and let&#39;s REALLY play :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;Recently, there have been many social media posts and news
articles relating to Saudi Arabia and its backwards treatment of women. I have
been reading many posts about how women in Saudi Arabia are now fighting for
their right to drive a vehicle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;I have known about this backwards and illogical law for a
while now. These laws and regulations that I hear about strike me in a very
deep way, mainly because of my roots and upbringing. I was born Muslim, and
raised in a family that believes in the religion. My parents are what you can
call modern Muslims, not extreme like the Muslims you may hear about often in
mainstream news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;I remember as a teenager hearing about these crazy laws. I
realized that there was a huge misconception when it came to Muslims and Islam
in general after participating in a project that our Moral Education teacher in
9th grade assigned to our class. Each student was assigned a world religion and
had to create a 1 hour oral presentation based on their research of that
religion. It was a good way to expose the students to the different belief
systems around the globe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;Unfortunately, the student that was assigned Islam found his
information mostly from biased news articles and Islamaphobic references. &amp;nbsp;I remember him basically explaining that Islam
was a religion where the women were beaten by their husbands regularly, where
women were not respected and where God was a punisher who encouraged violence
and hate against everyone that was not of the Islamic faith. I sat there in
awe, shocked by the misinformation being spewed from this 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;
graders mouth. What bugged me even more was the fact that the teacher sat there
saying nothing, and once the presentation was done, there was a round of
applause, and the teacher joined in! When it was time for questions, my hand
shot up, and that was it, for the first time in my young life, I stood up for a
religion that I was not truly following and that I was not passionate about,
only because I knew the truth and felt an urge to fix the potential damage from
the misinformation provided. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;I asked the student where his references were from and he
answered that they were mostly from news articles about incidences in Saudi
Arabia and some from Pakistan. I then asked if he realized that Muslims lived
all over the globe, that there were Muslims in China, Indonesia, and even here,
in North America. He of course, at the risk of looking like he didn’t do his
research, answered that he was well aware. I then explained to him and to the
classroom, while looking at the teacher, that I was born and raised in the
Islamic religion, and that I whole heartedly disagreed with his research. I
explained that Islam was a religion where respecting a woman was as important
as worshipping Allah. I explained that the disrespect and the mistreatment of
women in Islam was not rooted in the religion but actually rooted in the
cultures that adopted Islam as their belief systems. I was able to get the
classroom to open their minds and to see that the presentation had been based
on biased information. The teacher applauded my efforts at straightening things
out, and decided that I should create an additional presentation based on Islam
for extra marks. I learned two things that day, 1. Speaking &amp;nbsp;your truth is extremely important and 2. Having a big mouth lands you extra work....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;I know where my passion stems from, and it has nothing to do
with a specific belief system or a religion. My passion is for truth, peace,
justice and acceptance. My passion is to create ties between people and destroy
any walls that are built by misinformation and fear. My passion is to spread
truth, to open minds and to broaden my own horizons and others. My passion is
to be just, to be truthful, to be a voice that speaks up when fear is being
spread. My passion is to defend myself and others when necessary. I will always
find ways to spread truth, I will always find ways to spread acceptance and to
build bridges. I have stood up for every faith, from Hinduism, to Islam to
Christianity, whenever I hear fear&amp;nbsp; and
misinformation being spread, regardless of what faith or culture is aimed at, I
voice the truth that I have learned by knowing people from these faiths and
cultures, &amp;nbsp;and in turn, some minds become
more open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;That was a 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade classroom of about 20
students. My voice was enough to fight the misinformation. Now, we have
misinformation spreading like wildfire across the world through mainstream
media and social networking. My wife is passionate about women’s rights and the
war for gender equality, and so am I. She posted some news about the fight in
Saudi Arabia for women’s driving rights, I know that my wife is open minded and
that she is not ignorant to think that these backwards laws in Saudi Arabia are
a reflection of Islam and the Muslim people, but it made me think, and brought
back memories from that 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade classroom. I wondered, if people
all over the globe were sitting there thinking that these retarded laws were
founded by Islam. I wondered if the women around the world were relating the
Saudi Arabian Wahhabi terrorists to the religion itself, and I could not help
but come to the conclusion that there was not enough information out there to
argue that these laws and that the Wahhabi extremists were not the norm for
Islam.&amp;nbsp; It occurred to me, again, that
there is so much misinformation being spread and that I need to voice the
truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;The truth is this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;Saudi Arabia has been hijacked by a group of extremists
called the Wahhabi&#39;s. The Wahhabi&#39;s basically took over Mecca (Islams Holiest
city) and created an ultra conservative and perverse version of the Islam that
the prophet Mohammed originally brought forth. Many of these perversions are
based on an extreme patriarchal social system that treats women like lower life
forms and has no respect for basic human rights. People must understand that
the way women are treated in Saudi Arabia is not in any way shape or form
reflective or representing the beliefs of Islam.&amp;nbsp; Saudi Arabia is one of those countries that
need a major revolt, a major shift in power. Saudi Arabia has only been safe
because of its ties with the west and relationships with gigantic corporations.
If it wasn&#39;t for those ties and relationships, Saudi Arabia and the Wahhabi&#39;s
would have been chased into the desert and left to die long ago....for more information on the subject, there is a great book called&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&#39;The
Great Theft: Wrestling Islam from the Extremist&#39; by&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=ntt_athr_dp_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;field-author=Khaled++M.+Abou+El+Fadl&amp;amp;search-alias=books&amp;amp;text=Khaled++M.+Abou+El+Fadl&amp;amp;sort=relevancerank&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Khaled
M. Abou El Fadl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;So, the next time you see news or posts about how badly
women are treated over in Saudi Arabia, please, do not immediately think “ugh, Muslims
are all crazy bastards, disgusting people who do not know how to treat women or
human life in general”, think instead “those damn Wahhabi&#39;s and their Saudi
system, I hope and pray that the people will be able to finally fight them out
of power, I hope that the west will finally stop supporting them and their
system, power to the PEOPLE in Saudi Arabia”. Power to the people...remember, a
person is not defined by what they wear or by what religion they follow, you
cannot define a human being by labeling them...remember that we still have a
long long way to go before we get to where we need to be...it starts with
spreading truth, and&amp;nbsp; being open
minded..it starts with being selective with what you choose to believe. Do not
believe everything you read or hear as truth, do your own research...look
deeper than what you see on the surface...do not be so easily swayed and
manipulated into building walls and creating boundaries based in fear and
hate...do not be so easily manipulated into hating your fellow men and
women....use your mind and your heart, together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;With Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Lately, I have been living through a sort of dark and cloudy existence. From one day to the next, it’s a blurry and chaotic mess. This time last year, I was starting a new life with the most amazing soul that I have ever known. This time last year, there were no dark clouds, and I was filled and surrounded with light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I realize that this person entered my life at a time where I was completely happy with myself, in love with who I was becoming and where I was going. By being me, through meditation and self reflection, I attracted the woman of my dreams, the woman from my past lives, into my now living and waking life. She called on me, and I only heard her and called back because I was being the real me. This wonderful soul saw my light and added to it by shining her own. She shined with me, we shined together, but we never stole each other&#39;s lights, we only added. I started in that love with pure giving. I had no expectation of her, nothing was necessary, only that I give and continue loving myself and sharing and giving my love to her and with her. We flourished, we grew, love and happiness surrounded our beings and everyone that came into contact with us joined our bliss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I use to read a lot about relationships and I use to give others advice on relationships. So many around me seemed lost in their own relationships, lost and unhappy. They were all looking for happiness in someone else, looking to fill a void with the presence and love of another person. I could clearly see the mistake in this behavior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I witnessed the destruction of so many relationships because of that behavior. I was aware of the fact and the importance of being happy alone before being able to be happy in a relationship. I was aware and conscious that going into a relationship expecting to get something was a recipe for disaster. I was aware that you need to go into a relationship wanting only to give with no expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;With that said, just because I was aware, it did not mean that I knew how to put that information into practice. I was aware of how to create a genuine, loving, long lasting, REAL relationship, but I never actually had the experience since I never put this awareness to the test. Well, I can tell you that knowing these things and actually living by them are two very different things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Long story short, I got sucked into the regular, typical, egotistical way of looking at a relationship once I actually decided to give my 100% to this wonderful soul who I now have the honor of calling my wife. I got sucked into my own delusions, my own insecurities, my fears, my selfishness. My mind took over without giving any way for my awareness to shine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;My awareness of what a real relationship consisted of got thrown out the window and buried under tons of egotistical dirt. There were many moments throughout where my awareness peaked through, gasping for air, and she noticed it. She pleaded with me to meditate again, to go back to myself, to pay attention to my self again, so that this awareness could dig itself out of the dirt and grime that it had gotten buried under.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I did not listen. I knew something was wrong, something was off, but I blamed our environment, I blamed the stresses and pressures of life, I blamed my past, I blamed my conditioning, I even got to the point where I was blaming my own mother...wherever I could point my finger I would, but I never thought to turn that finger on to me. I never actually took responsibility. Through all this, she stayed by my side, waiting patiently for me to rise again. She lashed out a few times, begging for me to wake up, to rise up, to go back to the man I used to be...and for a few days, maybe weeks, my ego would take a break, it would allow my light to shine again. Slowly but surely, the ego would get hungry, and we would be right back into that vicious cycle of expectation and fear. I projected so much on to her that she started to act differently towards me, and I could see her ego start to bury her light...vicious isn&#39;t it...like an extremely contagious disease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;It has taken many months of intense arguments. It has taken many moons of blame and finger pointing. It has taken threats and many hurtful words, for me to finally see what it is that I need to do, what I needed to do from the first day that I started to notice the burying of my light...I need to face it, it being myself..I never faced myself. I have made myself into a victim so that I have an excuse not to face myself. I finally understand the mirror and the purpose of the mirror in the spiritual world, back to self reflection.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I understand what my demons are; they are not demons at all, they are blessings, they are shadows only because I have cast them away into the darkness. Once I face myself, and bring the dirt into the light, the light will allow the dirt to flourish into a garden of love. I need to use the dirt as fertilizer, I need to water it and allow it to become part of the light. That is what I was doing wrong, and that is why my ego was taking over, I fed it what it needed the most....FEAR!! I will no longer feed it the fear that it strives and grows off of. My work now is on myself, on loving myself again, on paying attenton to my own needs again, so that I can give myself, my love, genuinely and totally to my soul mate, my twin flame, my love of all loves....and it will be a constant work, but I will no longer project, I will remember what I learned before I came into union with my Goddess. I will once again give, without expectation, I will love without needing it back…I will finally allow my light to outshine, piercing through any darkness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;With Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;What we are is not what we have been conditioned to become. When looking in the mirror, what we look at is what we want to see at that moment. There are moments of pure happiness, when everything we look at is beautiful and pure. there are also moments of deep sadness, when everything we look at is ugly and corrupt. The world that we see before us is what we think it is at a given moment, depending on how we see ourselves in that given moment. Creatures that do not see themselves and have no concept of I, always see the world in the same way, through the same energetic vibration. As humans, we see ourselves, we judge ourselves and we have the concept of I. I am beautiful, I am intelligent, I am strong, I am kind, I am forgiving, I am...the world is what you are vibrating at. I have accepted that what I see is what I am feeling at a given moment. I accept that I am ever changing and that my perception of the world changes with my perception of my self...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;I dare to say that this behavior is not natural, it is not human nature, it is learned behavior, conditioned by society at a very early stage of our molding, conditioned out of fear, out of an atmosphere of constant threat.The key for me has been to accept this, and the more I remember to accept this, the more I become who I really am, the more the veil of this illusory society diminishes...Allow me to elaborate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;Think about a newborn baby. What does the baby want? The baby needs to be nurtured since survival is agreed to be a natural instinct. Does the baby know what it needs to be nurtured? Probably through intuition and instinct, the baby knows it wants milk because the baby needs it to survive and more importantly to grow. The baby probably knows it wants warmth and some type of shelter since the baby needs this also to survive and to feel comfortable. I would like to believe that the baby needs love and affection in order to grow healthily and survive as well. Past these needs, the baby does not have any specific wants. Then we grow to children, and depending on our upbringing, our specific wants begin to develop. These wants are based on what our parents and our society around us deem as valuable, or want worthy. In many cases, especially in western societies, the wants are based on what the children see on television and in the mass media. Children develop wants based on advertisements aimed at them. What is aimed at them is not typically anything that will actually help them in any type of spiritual growth. Everything that is aimed at them is very often based on materialism and empty value. Toy cars, toy guns, barbie dolls, and more recently, electronic gadgets. As the children grow into their adolescents, they start to want what is popular. Brand name clothing, shoes, accessories...material possessions that make us believe that we are worthy of attention and belonging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;So, all this to say, I believe that our wants are not based on anything naturally inherent in all humans. We bring our childish wants into our adulthood, and it usually translates into material possessions that are useless in the greater scheme of our evolution. Wanting that new sports car, and then obtaining it will not provide you with more insight into who you really are. Who you are is not based on what you possess. Even when it comes to physical traits, and personality traits. You are not what you have been conditioned to believe you are. Your identity is not your name, or your traits. The greatest challenge is to drop all conditioning so that you can clearly see who/what you really are. You will start to see what has been conditioned into you, and what is actually you. You will start to discover your creative talents, which I believe ARE naturally inherent. Your wants will coincide more with your needs, based on purity and love, less based on material possession that bring no real depth. Your view of the world will start to change, and the world will become a part of you, the needs of the planet become more visible and more obvious to you. Your purpose becomes visible and your goals start to set into motion. All that you are is what you have always been, before all the conditioning, before all the forced programming. Purity is reached, and you are once again free. You will see the world from moment to moment, ever changing, always depending on your discoveries of yourself. One can agree that we are constantly changing, well then, can one agree that our perception of everything is constantly changing as well? Think about it...the world is not what it seems, at least not permanently.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6401732372716957683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2013/06/what-we-are-is-not-what-we-have-been.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/6401732372716957683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/6401732372716957683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2013/06/what-we-are-is-not-what-we-have-been.html' title='Are You Defined By Your Possessions - Drop the Illusions'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhibNJVC_WrfaqkQe-zjtufk9zQa-Gzsjqd7PVIA6LnfG_AaWLFbImciigcTa2tvR4706bpfSt4bpBYNOt3E6IXb4hlwbgOmHhC0jv7DwCcQ-V8YhzUIKNQFL3oQQl7jclVgB_0wMv3S5U/s72-c/12500_575553272465688_202407117_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683.post-5328608553433955193</id><published>2013-03-29T16:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-29T16:44:33.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Staring At Everything</title><content type='html'>I have stayed awake for countless hours, staring into nothing Wondering what awaits me when I sleep, staring into nothing&lt;br /&gt;
I have waited for so long for something to change, staring into nothing Hoping for secrets to be revealed, staring into nothing&lt;br /&gt;
I have seeked endlessly for meaning, staring into nothing.....&lt;br /&gt;
Then, I realized, that the nothing that I was staring at was everything&lt;br /&gt;
I was staring at the walls, the trees, the rivers, the mosques, churches, synagogues, the temples, the shadows, the dust, the pebbles, the birds, the stray cats, the homeless, the rich, the poor, the spiritual men, the wise women, the flowers, the clouds, the rain, the moon....I was staring at the sun...&lt;br /&gt;
Then, I realized, This whole time, I was staring at myself.... I am Everything...Everything is Me...&lt;br /&gt;
I looked at myself, and I saw everything that I was waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;
I realized dreams, I initiated change, I discovered secrets, I have given meaning to myself, I have learned, and taught, I have been shown the light, and have shone my own light...now, I no longer stare at nothing...Now, I Gaze...at Everything.... &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot;style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx3rJJEnY66zrZ6esuXgLctdWjr1hJLp7-0bsz1SM6s3wS2WoEgk_HiQiJ6z7QufT1yAVF5lXCfdzvRZNeRQJ3w0q-IpdRwXqF9OvVxbaoGfN7H96JnN_4kcj69UQf7pXh0vIhPokSHX8/s640/blogger-image-859929234.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx3rJJEnY66zrZ6esuXgLctdWjr1hJLp7-0bsz1SM6s3wS2WoEgk_HiQiJ6z7QufT1yAVF5lXCfdzvRZNeRQJ3w0q-IpdRwXqF9OvVxbaoGfN7H96JnN_4kcj69UQf7pXh0vIhPokSHX8/s640/blogger-image-859929234.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5328608553433955193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2013/03/staring-at-everything.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/5328608553433955193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/5328608553433955193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2013/03/staring-at-everything.html' title='Staring At Everything'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx3rJJEnY66zrZ6esuXgLctdWjr1hJLp7-0bsz1SM6s3wS2WoEgk_HiQiJ6z7QufT1yAVF5lXCfdzvRZNeRQJ3w0q-IpdRwXqF9OvVxbaoGfN7H96JnN_4kcj69UQf7pXh0vIhPokSHX8/s72-c/blogger-image-859929234.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683.post-809243489520765293</id><published>2013-03-26T01:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2026-09-12T17:16:35.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Plead for Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I have recently, within the past few years, and more so within the past few months become aware of the effects of galactic events that cause changes not only in our psyche, but also in our physical bodies. The ancient civilizations were aware of these effects, and they were also aware of how to protect themselves and prepare themselves for these changes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Change is neither positive nor negative. Change can be negative if we perceive it as such and it can be positive if we perceive it as such. When we accept change for just that, change, we then are equipped to handle change effectively, without stress or feelings of helplessness. This is our problem, we believe that we have control over everything, we stopped relying on our senses, and become completely dependent on our minds to tell us how to deal with change, whether it be the most minute change or a major shift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Our sense are capable of dealing with change on a macro scale, but only if we allow our senses to deal with it, without letting our minds get in the way. We underestimate the power of our feelings, our intuition. We downplay the power and magnitude of our connection to all of creation. We have been conditioned to believe that our minds are separate from everything, that we as individuals feel things separately from everyone and everything else. We have been lead to believe that everything is coincidental, and things happen randomly. This is true to a certain extent, random events do exist, but out of the randomness comes a deep connection, out of the randomness comes a message of linkage to everything that occurs around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Change happens when the Gods and Goddesses, the Universal Consciousness, the Mind of the World, etc, decide that a shift needs to occur in order for evolution to continue, in order for our planet to move on to the next phase of creation. Creation never stops, its not as if the earth and all of her inhabitants were created billions of years ago and then it just stopped, it never stops...it continues and will continue...with or without us....the decision belongs to us for whether or not we want to be a part of this continuous adventure of evolving creation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Our culture has entered a period where we perceive change, evolution and creation as something that has stopped, and in a way, we have stopped it, for ourselves. We stopped living with the earth the way our ancestors have lived, the way the indigenous cultures live. When we stopped living in conjunction with the universe, we stopped our evolution. We when disconnected from spirit, our evolution stopped. We started to invent tools, invent technology, this is not evolution at all...this is change that is not set forth by a shift in the cosmos, inventions that come from the human mind are merely a product of our man made society, not an evolution in consciousness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Inventions are not bad, that is not what I am saying, there are many inventions that have brought much light onto this planet. What I am saying is that inventions have not propelled us further down the path of evolution, I could even argue that certain inventions have halted evolution. I wrote about this “de-evolution”, as I call it, in some of my other articles of reflection...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Some writers, philosophers, environmentalists, etc, have brought this to our attention, and have been for a few decades now. They have warned us that if we continue down this path of false perception, we will bring ourselves to extinction, some even say, we will bring the whole planet to extinction. Then you have some other thinkers who say that the end of the planet and our lives is inevitable, something that will naturally occur...this to me, is based on nonsense. The earth, and all of her inhabitants have survived many cataclysmic events, events that we deem as “apocalyptic”. The difference from then and now is the fact that we no longer live with the earth, we live against her. And yes, I say we including me...I am not a hunter-gatherer, I do not live as the indigenous tribes of Australia or Africa or South America live. I live the way you, who are reading this, lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;The thing is this, I want to change, I do not want to continue living this way knowing that this way of life will bring about a total failure of our species and our planet. I cannot sleep at night peacefully knowing that the way i am living is bringing about extinctions of certain species and total collapses of major ecosystems. I cannot pretend that i am a being of Love and Light if I sit here and consume just as YOU do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I write this as a plead, practically on my knees, asking you to research what I am saying to you. I am not an expert on the environment, on ecosystems or on anthropology, but the research i have done over the years (not purposely, material on this subject seems to just fall into my lap), has convinced me that we are not living according to the natural law that allows life to continue in peace. I am convinced that our society, our culture, our inventions, are bringing about a total destruction of our planet and our species.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b id=&quot;internal-source-marker_0.5191175874788314&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I do not sit here writing this out of mere paranoia, or conspiracy, this is why I beg you to research..please...consider changing things with me...this needs to happen on a mass scale...i can go and live as a hunter gatherer if I learn the techniques that are needed to survive and if I re-learn what our ancestors knew about living in harmony with nature, i can leave this society, this culture...it would be difficult at first, and I may risk my life doing so, but it can be done....but there is one thing stopping me, and that is my love for humanity, my love for my brothers and sisters...I cannot abandon you...that is why I beg of you to reflect on what needs to be changed so that we can go back to living in harmony with all of creation....with the animals, with nature. Can we not be leaders of this world without being destructive? Can we not be self aware without wanting to rule everything, forcing everything to live the way we perceive as being right? I know its possible to live civilized without hurting the planet and its inhabitants...it has been done...long long ago....I beg you to consider my words, and to research how our culture, and our society is destroying this planet, and murdering so much of creation...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Bob Marley wrote those lyrics exactly 4 decades ago. He spoke to sold out crowds about awareness, he spoke to his die hard fans about growing consciousness....4 decades ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I wonder if he knew that not much would have changed in 4 decades time. Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your rights...how many of us actually do this? How many of you have complained about government corruption, high taxes, fluctuating gas prices, unnecessary laws and regulations, unjust treatment, etc, etc, etc? I’m POSITIVE that masses of people are aware of the injustice that plagues much of our planet...yet how many of those masses actually get up, and stand up, and stand up for their rights? My answer, too few...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;International Women’s Day, a day for women to stand up and voice their Goddess given right to equality, and a freedom from violence, oppression and any form of domination or fear...but isn’t there more to it than that? The men of this race that we call human need to voice their support and make real changes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;How many of you men stood around while witnessing a woman being treated with disrespect? At a nightclub, in the workplace, on the train, in the street...how many of you can say that you have stood up for a woman? Tell me men, does this sound familiar “damn, that girl is smoking hot, I would bang the shit outta her!” while all the other douche bags stand around giving each other high fives and agreeing with this cavemanish comment. Have you ever stopped to think that this woman that you see as a piece of ass is someone&#39;s sister, someone&#39;s daughter, someone&#39;s cousin, and will one day be someone&#39;s mother? Do you not stop to think that maybe, if you stand up and say something like “Whoa there buddy, have respect! She is a woman, a human, someone’s daughter! How would you want your daughter to be treated?!!” &amp;nbsp;that the caveman that said this may stop and think twice before making such disrespectful and vulgar comments the next time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;You may think that my last point is weak, pointless. You may say to yourself “ there are worse things happening like beatings and rapes” but really, where do you think this lack of respect and care towards women starts? Think about it...stop it, before it starts....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;How many of you men out there have used your status or your social standing to take advantage of a woman? How many men out there assume that a woman&#39;s role is to serve you? My answer, way too many....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I have had the unfortunate experience to have met men, many men, who pretend that they are something that they are not in order to attract women, and the moment the woman lets her guard down, the moment she decides that this person is safe, the man takes advantage, uses her, abuses her soul, and shoves her aside, looking for his next victim....these men need to be called out, lined up, deprogrammed and educated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;The boys who grew up into REAL men, respectable, compassionate, honourable, caring, strong men, need to stand up. Don’t be shy, don’t hold your tongue in fear of judgment from the douche bags. Don’t pretend to fit in with the cavemen. Speak out against the men who make our gender shameful. Act against any injustice you witness, whether it be in a nightclub, a gym, a bus, a train, on the street, at the grocery store, at the office....anywhere. Don’t be cowards, act, use your power, use your voice, use your witt, use your alchemy to transform their un-evolved thoughts. Show all the women out there that WE do exist, our gender has not totally given in to the conditioning and programming, their battle is not being fought alone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Many of us are here, fighting the fight, spreading truth and awareness. Sometimes we get lucky, and we are able to awaken masses, but sometimes, just that one mind is all that matters. Many of us are here, the problem is, many are afraid to be judged, afraid to appear different, afraid to appear weak, and because of these fears, they do not step up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I urge you, the men who have honour, the men who know what truth is, the man whose blood boils when he see’s a fellow woman or man being mistreated, the men who were raised by women, the men who appreciate the divinity of the feminine, the men who worship a woman for her strength and compassion...I urge you men....Get Up! Stand Up! 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I spoke of a buzz last year that had been loudly making it&#39;s way &amp;nbsp;through
the realm of consciousness that I and many others feel. I spoke of a shift that
has been happening and that continues to happen. I spoke of all the Occupy
Movements and all the revolutions BUZZING around the globe. I shared my feeling
that the buzz would continue, and that it would become louder, and louder and
louder. I shared my feeling that more and more humans would start hearing the
buzz...idle no more and other creative movements....are buzzing.&lt;/div&gt;
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More are hearing, and major moves are happening. Whether you
see these moves or not, does not change the fact that things are changing, and
fast. I know that things are always changing, but this seems to be different.
Many are feeling a heavy weight on their shoulders; many are feeling like they
are not totally present in their everyday tasks. I feel that the everyday tasks
of going to work, shopping, paying the bills and so on are getting less and
less important, and more and more people are searching for more meaning, more depth. The
burdens of societal living are appearing to be present for every single one of
us. I keep hearing people saying that they want to escape these burdens, they
want to find something more, they want to fulfil their deepest desires and
finally fulfil their purpose, whatever that may be. They want to connect more, they want to create more meaningful relationships. The slavish lives that so
many of us have lived and continue to live is becoming more visible and unbearable. The elite that perpetuates this way of living, is losing it&#39;s grip...it is CRYSTAL clear.&lt;/div&gt;
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News around the globe seems to be showing us that major
changes are not only happening in the cosmos, but are also happening in this
material realm. The movements are occurring in sync. Like gears in a giant
cosmic clock, grinding to a halt, in turn speeding up time as we know it. Tick tock,
tick tock, time as we know it is becoming less and less visible, it is becoming
obsolete. All seems to be coming to light, joining and&amp;nbsp;transmuting&amp;nbsp;from lead into gold, from time into timeless, a spiritually alchemical process that has been set into motion ages ago, and the people who have their&amp;nbsp;centres&amp;nbsp;open, are seeing and feeling the changes immensely. Not only are
these changes occurring without, but they are also occurring within. I know
that we are always changing, constantly, what I am now is not what I was just a
second ago. Our bodies, our minds, our hearts are constantly expanding and contracting,
breathing, just like our mother the earth, and the universe that she travels
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We are all on this journey together, whether you see it or
feel it or not, this journey is designed to bring us all back to our source,
whatever that may be,&amp;nbsp;description&amp;nbsp;and label is not necessary. The expansion of our universe is in sync with the
expansion of sentient consciousness. We breath, we eat, we live, we continue on
growing, and so does everything else on the material and non material planes.
The difference on this plane of existence is that we measure growth, on the other
planes, growth is not measured, it is felt and accepted as part of a greater
process of transformation.This measurement on this plane of existence will no longer be necessary, as time speeds up, it will dissipate into a past, present and future that is no longer needed...measurement is of the old world.&lt;/div&gt;
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We have been separated by&amp;nbsp;measurement&amp;nbsp; and the purpose of this
separation is only to allow us to learn from the darkness, so that we may once
again embrace the light, and becoming One whole&amp;nbsp;immeasurable&amp;nbsp;force.. &lt;/div&gt;
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The separation that human kind has endured on this realm has
created so much darkness, gaps between us that create conflict, differences
that we created out of fear and confusion. This separation can only be resolved
through a series of realizations, not only by one or two sentient beings, but
by all, a realization of our creative divinity, a realization of the creative
divinity that eternally exists in interconnectedness, in oneness....&lt;/div&gt;
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First, we accept ourselves as we are, and through this
acceptance, a personal transformation is set into motion. There are so many
monkey wrenches thrown into our gears of growth, sometimes these wrenches crack
a tooth in the gear, and a major change is needed. Once this change happens,
the tooth mends itself, and the gears are set back into motion, moving us along
into the process of transformation. We must not give up, nor should we give in.
The gears will stop on their own, when we no longer need measurement or time to continue the process of transmutation. All that is within is also
without, all the breathing and changing is happening everywhere all at once.
Feel it and the process will be less painful, and then we can turn the
transformation into a pleasant and peaceful one. This transformation leads us
to a realization of our deep connection to everything that is, nature, the
cosmos, the world around us, the people around us; all become visibly connected
to us. This realization may be something that is elusive, hard to truly see and
feel at times. Chasing this reality is like trying to catch a rainbow, you
cannot do so, it is there to observe, not to own or “catch”. You see a rainbow;
you admire its beauty, its brightness, and its magical appearance. You
appreciate it, and let it all sink in, you know you did not create it, but you perceive
it nonetheless, you know it’s another wondrous part of creation, just as you
are. You ponder its beauty; you get absorbed by its beautifully perceived&amp;nbsp;colours. &lt;/div&gt;
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The realization of oneness is the same. You are everyone and
everything else, and everyone and everything else is you. That is love. I am
continuously feeling that all of this, all of creation, all of what we perceive
is the artistic expression of the source...it pours through our own beings, our
own artistic expressions, a perpetual sharing of creativity, singing, dancing,
creating...passing it on, generation after generation...just as nature passes
on its beauty and creativity, perpetually through the ages...it is always
standing still, yet there is always movement...this thing we call life, is the
same as this thing we call death..Nothing moves without it, nothing transforms
without it...the creative forces of the feminine combined with the driving
forces of the masculine...without it, we would not exist...balance, acceptance,
gratitude, transformation, Love....is all we need to be able to continue the
process of creative transformation...moving while standing still...being
nothing while being everything...&lt;/div&gt;
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With Peace, Blessing and Love&lt;/div&gt;
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SS&lt;/div&gt;
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I share my experiences with you because I feel like I need
to release. I also share because I know that we are all connected, and I know
that my experiences are felt by so many out there. I feel that the masculine is
going through some MAJOR changes, and if I can help anyone get through this,
this will make me very grateful. There is also value in all of our experiences;
I encourage everyone to share as it may help someone get through a very rough
point in this life.&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel that people who want to grow will be automatically attracted to other
people who are on a path of constant growth. I do not consider myself to be
enlightened, and if I was, I don’t think I would even know it. This is not me
preaching, nor am I trying to make anyone believe anything. I am simply sharing;
please take it for what it is.&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel that this law of attraction is especially strong when it comes to
wanting to find your soul mate, your one true love, your twin flame. When one
starts to feel that they are ready for that intensely special connection, all
kinds of forces are thrown at them in order to force a growth. Just because one
may feel ready, it does not mean that they are. Being ready is not a state of
mind, its not a simple task either. Being ready means a complete shift in consciousness
and a genuine understanding of what you will be committing to. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have learned through my many experiences that every situation that we go
through, every experience is specifically designed for us so that we can learn
from the experience. It becomes extremely difficult for personal growth when we
fail to see the lessons in all of our experiences. When we fail to see the
lessons, the experiences and situations will constantly repeat, over and over
again, until we finally realize what it is that we need to learn. This
realization is not abstract at all, this realization can be put into simple and
straightforward words, sentences...it is a tangible realization. &lt;br /&gt;
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Many of my realizations have come directly from experiences that have repeated
themselves to me over and over again. One major repetitive experience in my
life was a failure at any &lt;b&gt;serious&lt;/b&gt; long term romantic relationship.
Something would always seem to go wrong, or the woman that I wanted would
always seem to be unavailable. At first, I felt bad for myself; I thought “What
is wrong with me? Why do these things keep happening to me? What am I doing
wrong?” Then, I started to make excuses, excuses that made my ego feel more
comfortable with the challenges that were arising for me constantly, I would
say “This is happening because my family is cursed, I am just unlucky”, or I
would say “This happens because I have not yet been challenged enough by a
romantic partner”, the excuses were endless, and were veiling the real lesson
that I needed to learn. &lt;br /&gt;
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The thing is, I wanted to be ready, and I genuinely wanted to grow. Just
because I was denying or making excuses, did not mean that I wasn&#39;t ready to
learn, it only meant that I was acting with my ego rather than with my higher
self. My ego was blocking the lessons and therefore, my higher self kept on
creating these lessons, over and over again. I cannot tell you specifically
when my ego was defeated and when I started to clearly see the lessons that I
needed to learn in order to grow. What I can tell you is that the universe, the
divine light, God, whatever you want to call it, sends you all kinds of
guides/angels in all shapes and sizes in order to help you defeat your ego.
These guides/angels challenge you in so many ways that it becomes almost impossible
to miss the message. Your ego becomes so challenged that it finally gives in,
and clarity is reached. This does not mean that I completely obliterated the ego;
this simply means I am much more aware of when the ego starts to act up. It
becomes much clearer when the ego is the one reacting and not the higher self.
You start to notice subtle signs, such as a need to become involved in a
situation, a need to be heard, a need to be reassured, a need to be noticed and
validated. These subtle signs are noticed and you then have a choice, act with
the ego, or shut it down, and finally be your higher self.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once I finally was able to learn the lessons of my repetitive experiences, I
opened up an entire realm of possibilities. &amp;nbsp;I realized that I did not
love myself fully. I realized that I was always putting myself down, not
consciously. I realized that I was seeing myself as unworthy. &amp;nbsp;I realized
that I was looking for completeness through a romantic relationship, I was
looking to be validated and looking for worth in another person, and because of
my deep connection to the spiritual world, on the surface relationships would
not suffice. I realized that the woman for me was out there, and that she would
only appear once I was on a path of self love, and self discovery. &lt;br /&gt;
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All kinds of potential partners started to come into my life, and I was no
longer attracting women who were unavailable. It seemed that more and more
potential partners were opening up to me. I dated here and there, started to
get to know different people. But there was still a problem; I was not finding
the partner that I could completely connect with, on a soulful level, on a
spiritual level. I was not connecting as I felt I wanted to connect, and I knew
at this point that it wasn&#39;t because I wasn&#39;t allowing myself. Another lesson
needed to be learned, so I did what my higher self seemed to be asking me to
do, I asked, with all my heart and soul, I asked out loud. I asked the sky, the
stars, the moon, the sun, the galaxy, the universe as a whole. I went into a
trance and because I started to feel both laughter and tears coming on, I felt
that I had been heard. Tears slowly started to flow, yet at the same time, I
could not stop giggling. Not only was I heard, I was also told to wait and to
stop looking. &lt;br /&gt;
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The moment was not very long after that “prayer”. The universe works in
conjunction with all souls at once, nothing is left out, all is everything at
once. The moment I went into that trance, my soul mate, my partner, my other
half was asking for the same things in different ways. &lt;br /&gt;
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We connected the very next night...this is not coincidence, this is divinity,
this is what people call God...we have direct access to this higher power...but
we cannot communicate in divinity if we communicate with our false centers, our
egos...we cannot learn or grow if we are constantly ignoring the lessons and
allowing our egos to experience everything forcefully over our higher
self....the only way to communicate in divinity is through your real self, your
higher self...the divine light, the God, the Goddess, the Great Spirit, it does
not understand ego and it does not need to....&lt;br /&gt;
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I write this for you, you know who you are, and I know who needs to read this.
I know that my audience is diverse. I know some who read this will either
completely disregard it as blabber, I know others will react with “I already
know this stuff”, and some will say “wow, I needed to hear this”....all of
these reactions are welcomed. My shared experience is not only to benefit
anyone out there who may need to read this, but it also benefits me, because as
Paulo Coelho says so beautifully “Words are tears that have been written down.
Tears are words that need to be shed. Without them, joy loses all its
brilliance and sadness has no end. Thank you, then, for your tears.&quot; And
thank you, for allowing me to share my tears with you.&lt;br /&gt;
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With love&lt;br /&gt;
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SS&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ve never written in terms of male and female. I have always kept my writings to be completely inclusive. When I say us, I include everything living and non-living in this universe. I&#39;ve never seen men as greater or above women, even though so many cultures and twisted versions of religions try to indoctrinate children with these false beliefs from a very young age. Even as a child, I always knew and felt that women were divine and held a great power that surpasses what men hold. I saw that even though women hold this power, they never flaunt it willingly, or use it to hurt anyone who does not deserve it. I saw clearly that instead of owning or controlling with power, women only want equality with everything. Not greater or lesser, but equal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I feel that through my female partner, through my mother, my sister, female cousins and female friends, I feel that through them, there is a great wisdom that is always being taught to me. These divine teachings are not done through words, but rather through emotions, feelings, and vibrations. The tree of life and the secret of our existence is being taught to us at every moment, if we are willing to listen to our teachers. I owe so much of my wisdom to the divine feminine. I am grateful for the strength that they show regularly, for it has shown me what true strength really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;The same goes for humanity. Our past follows us into our present, and what has created us now was created in a specific type of environment. What our ancestors have gone through, what they have done is felt by us, whether we want to feel it or not, we are connected to them. The space between every growth ring in a tree is what connects one ring to the next, the same goes for us. In our case, the environment has not been healthy, it may have appeared healthy at some points, but destruction was and is mostly rampant...our history is filled with innocent blood....The grandmothers, the daughters, the sisters of our world have been disrespected continuously, and this has stunted our true divine growth...This to me is the cyclical continuation of life...the tree of life...it can be destroyed, it can wither and die, or it can grow, prosper, and evolve into ascension. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitaesZFyQZtYwkwEJ7xaYTnfD4fDGIRlG6jH-OOuzW6vaaaGDWLvxfkrVpuhisNDMBQHKRHiYi05wReGoJmMGnPg4vWVG_sjcKVIVEo5AeVF9dEtil0crgwKTulE3I2SujqtYpof0u0Jk/s1600/Tree.ring.arp.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; eea=&quot;true&quot; height=&quot;298&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitaesZFyQZtYwkwEJ7xaYTnfD4fDGIRlG6jH-OOuzW6vaaaGDWLvxfkrVpuhisNDMBQHKRHiYi05wReGoJmMGnPg4vWVG_sjcKVIVEo5AeVF9dEtil0crgwKTulE3I2SujqtYpof0u0Jk/s400/Tree.ring.arp.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Since this is truth to me, I understand that there is a certain responsibility that we all have when it comes to the wrongs or rights our ancestors have done. I understand that like a tree&#39;s growth, our growth depends on a healthy and sustainable environment. I understand that the putting down and destruction of the female by our ancestors will continue into the new age unless people, not just men, but all people, can finally admit to the guilt, and forgive. If we can finally rebuild what we have destroyed, the tree will start to grow again, and the rings will continue to appear, one after the other, stronger, and stronger....divinely pointing to the sky...what connects our ring to the next, will become stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;All conscious men must admit to the guilt of their ancestors, and women must forgive. If this does not happen, then the new age will be postponed once again, and ancient chords of hatred, revenge, mistrust, and ultimately, destructive separation, will continue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I clearly see that a huge window of divine opportunity has opened up to our world. It is crystal clear to me that this rainbow of compassion and love is spreading through the hearts of so many on this planet. This gives me much hope, but at the same time, I believe that we should not take this opportunity for granted. I believe that it is more important now, than ever before, to spread the awareness, to educate the people in terms of the power of the feminine and the path that can be built by this awareness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; vertical-align: baseline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I feel that in this age, there will be many men and women alike who will backlash against this discovery of what has always been there, the divinity of women. I believe that without the re-emergence of the female divinity, the world will not be able to evolve. I am not saying that men are not divine, all living things are divine, in essence of course. What I am trying to explain is that without the realization and re-emergence of the divine feminine, all will stay dead, and the essence of this world will stay hidden in plain sight. The key is the divine feminine, the key is the birthing of a new age through the divine feminine, this is the key to a mass shift in consciousness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Look at it this way. When a woman is pregnant with child, it is extremely important for her to consume the right amount of vitamins, for her to rest, for her to receive care and to be given love and respect. If this care is not received and given, the baby will likely not be born, or the baby will not be born healthy. The same goes for this new age, the birthing of this new age will not happen unless we feed the divine feminine with what she needs; respect, adoration, motivation, stimulation and ultimately, a culmination of all our love.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: #ff9900; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;What has held us back for so many ages is the destructive forces that have continuously put women down. What has held us back is the false belief that women can be seen as objects or possessions and not as divine carriers of ancient knowledge. This false belief is our barrier, and once this barrier is dropped, divine consciousness will be reached...and through the divine feminine, our collective evolution will be inevitable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I want to start this by making it crystal clear that this is not an attack on anyone, and that I am simply questioning behaviours, for my own curiosity, and for the curiosity of others who share my type of awareness. I am trying to understand myself by understanding others, who in reality, are a mirror of myself. I also want to send a message, to those who are willing to listen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Sorry if this comes off as insensitive...it is not the intention...just questioning is all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;People are drawn to tragedy. People seem to be drawn to other peoples pain and loss. I understand compassion, and I understand sympathy and empathy. I understand that compassion is a rarity in this day and age, and I understand that sympathy and empathy are more common. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Let’s look at these three words and my understanding of their meanings: compassion, sympathy and empathy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Let’s start with Sympathy and Empathy, what is the difference? Well, sympathy, simply put, is the feeling of pity or sorrow for another&#39;s misfortune, the feeling doesn&#39;t go much further from there, it simply stops at “I am sorry for &amp;nbsp;your loss” type thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Empathy goes a step further, where as a person who is empathetic will not only feel pity or sorrow for a person&#39;s plight, but they will also feel what the other person is feeling, usually because the person feeling the empathy has been through the same or similar situation, or because the empathetic person has a deeper awareness and opening to the feelings of others (whether it be for human life, animal life, plant life, etc). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;What is the purpose of showing sympathy or empathy? Is it to merely show those who are paying attention to you that you appear to care? Is it because you are trying to draw attention to yourself? Is it to show that you appear to be sensitive to the pain of others? What if sympathy is only adding to the persons or peoples negative situation? What if empathy only amplifies the plight and also creates an opening for sickness or disease in yourself? What if, sympathy and empathy were actually propagating the negative feelings and emotions in any given tragedy or catastrophe? Why do we as humans flock to tragedy? I think this behaviour is even more obvious now because of social networking tools such as Facebook and Twitter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;The moment an event that a person deems to be tragic occurs, the person adds a comment or a status update offering his or her condolences, even if the person has nothing to do with the tragedy and knows no one connected to the tragedy that occurred. What does this accomplish exactly? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Here is an example/question: How come, a Canadian in Canada has the urge to offer condolences for a tragedy that occurred in the US, but when a similar tragedy occurs in lets say, Pakistan, the Canadian has no urge to offer the same sympathy? Is it because the Canadian is physically closer to the US? Or is it because the Canadian only watches or hears news of North American events? Is it because the Canadian thinks that American and Canadian life is more precious than the lives of others around the globe? I am dumbfounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Is the purpose of your sympathy merely to show others that you care or that you are capable of feeling sympathetic? How does this behaviour help or improve the tragic situation? Please, if you can provide me with a logical explanation to these questions, I am eager to listen and possibly learn something that I have not yet been able to wrap my heart/mind around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Now, what about compassion? What is compassion exactly? Simply put, compassion is the feeling of unconditional love towards situations of misfortune or tragic events accompanied by a feeling of unquestioned determination to try to alleviate the situation or to make the situation better. Compassionate beings usually go completely out of their way to help others, without expecting any recognition or attention from their compassionate behaviour. Compassion is not accompanied by a feeling of pity, and is fully based on positive thoughts and feelings of love. A compassionate person does not help others because he feels bad for them, he helps because he loves them, and see’s himself in everything. He wants all to be treated as he wishes to be treated. A high self respect and self reverence translates into the high respect and reverence for all things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;My understanding of this lack of real compassion and for the sympathetic and empathetic behaviour has taken a slight turn for the bitter, especially after the tragedy of what happened yesterday at that elementary school....I more or less understand fully that men have produced a society filled with extreme narcissism, a population filled with ego maniacs who have a hard time understanding the difference between real compassion, and bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Compassion is not reserved for a specific country or culture. It is not reserved for a specific type of person, a specific ethnicity or a specific species of living beings. Compassion is not choosy, and is not prejudice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Compassion surpasses all jugements, all pre conceptions. Compassion is non existent in the ego mind, and is a part of the soul itself. Compassion is infinite and undying. Compassion is fire and water. Compassion is darkness and light...Compassion is the creator and the created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I urge all of you who read this with an open mind, to question your intention when it comes to showing sympathy or empathy. Question your behaviour and find out if you are capable of compassion. I have done this, and have been doing this, and it has led me to writing this and sharing it with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Whether you are American, Palestinian, Pakistani, Afghani, Canadian, British, Italian, Egyptian, German, Persian, Russian, Syrian Chinese, Bolivian, African, European, South American, Latino, Asian, Caucasian, Arab, Oak, Maple, Rose, Thorn Bush, Pacific Ocean, Olive Tree, Atlantic Ocean, Indian Ocean, Mediterranean Sea, Duck, Dog, Cat, Cow, Crow, Seal, Fish, Penguin, Dolphin, Tiger, Lion, Cheetah, Elephant, Spider, Lizard, Guinea Hen, Pig, Horse, Chicken, Owl, Gay, Straight, Hippy, Muslim, New Ager, Atheist, Buddhist, Hindu, Christian, Jew, Fire, Water, Air, Rock, Earth, Soil, Man, Woman, Child, Mother, Father, Brother, Sister, Crippled, Blind, Deaf, Short, Tall, Skinny, Fat, Blond, Brunette, Redhead, Blue Eyed, Green Eyed, Brown Eyed, etc, etc, etc, etc....I do not care about who YOU are or what YOU are. I do not want to know your label, your physical traits, your language, your religion, your culture, or what you have labelled yourself, what the media has labelled you, what others have labelled you. I do not want to know why you think you are different than others, I do not want to hear your national anthem or your patriotism. I do not want to learn about your belief of separation or superiority or inferiority. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I want to send you my love, I want to show you that I am you, and that you are me. I want you to feel that regardless of who you think you are, or what you think you are, I feel that you deserve life. I feel that you deserve to be loved, and that you deserve to love. I feel that your life is precious, not more or less than anything or anyone elses life, but equally precious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I want you to know, that I want to protect you, and will protect you if I can. I want you to know that regardless of your label, I believe your life is important and significant. I want you to know, that regardless of where you are in the world, I care about you, and believe that you deserve to live freely and without fear. No matter what religion you follow, or what culture you have embraced, I want you to feel that you are everything, and everything is you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Maybe, just maybe, if compassion was the emotion that gripped this planet, rather than fear...tragedies like yesterday&#39;s tragedy would not have happened at all. Maybe, if compassion was taught to everyone, every child, and retaught to every adult...maybe there would be no murders across the planet....Maybe, prevention is teaching compassion. Maybe prevention lies in the education of open mindedness, acceptance, and the awareness of interconnectivity...Teach our children that we are all one, and that when you hurt another, you are hurting yourself. Teach our children that ALL life, including their own is extremely precious and has purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Preventative measures accomplished through this type of education....The world needs to be released from the grip of fear and separation....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;With Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggqnNN_0qrY_6MZ179irnQYgMJhahIO2Wi5onTGFAVBeOMNKLsToExYqZDpWl9mps4CLg0HiACxx_iP7czSosnKkVNMtOPUg2pc48yrg0D7HKNdBqqrO8LHfUXOxBFHVF05DTH5c7dH-I/s1600/violetflame.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;476&quot; nea=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggqnNN_0qrY_6MZ179irnQYgMJhahIO2Wi5onTGFAVBeOMNKLsToExYqZDpWl9mps4CLg0HiACxx_iP7czSosnKkVNMtOPUg2pc48yrg0D7HKNdBqqrO8LHfUXOxBFHVF05DTH5c7dH-I/s640/violetflame.jpg&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Why do we judge so much when it comes to subjects or situations that we do not understand fully? Why do we judge what we fear? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I judge, I am recognizing my judgments, and in turn, I am curbing the need to judge out of fear of the unknown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Take what people call magic, black magic, white magic, etc etc. Some have said that there are types of magic that exist that can be considered science, but because the practice itself cannot be measured or understood with the current paradigm that science uses to prove itself, it is considered to be fantasy. If you consider yourself to have a closed mind, you most probably want to stop reading here, though&amp;nbsp;I hope you will continue to read this out of sheer curiosity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;The thing is, whether you&amp;nbsp;believe it or not,&amp;nbsp;magic exists. I am not referring to the magic that you see a clown perform. I am referring to the types of practices that conjure energies (spirits) that will perform “favors” for the ritual master. This type of practice is performed, mostly behind closed doors within secret societies on a regular basis. This practice is also performed by yogis, reiki masters, and other types of ancient knowledgeable practitioners, though they will not call it magic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Now, for those who believe in what I am referring to, many among will immediately judge any type of practice of energy manipulation as black magic or dark magic. The ones who believe that these practices exist, and only see them for their negative, are usually the ones who have been conditioned &amp;nbsp;by a certain belief system (religion). &amp;nbsp;The issue with this type of thinking is that you are automatically assuming that the knowledge of this magic is evil, when in reality, it is the intention behind the magic that can be either for good (positive) or for evil (negative). This is only so in this dualistic&amp;nbsp;portion of our existence.&amp;nbsp;Now, if the intention behind the ritual falls within the realm of any of the 7 deadly sins (fear based intentions), you can rest assured that the intention is considered negative, and the energies that are being conjured will manifest negatively. This type of magic is dangerous in that it will affect the physical environment and everything within the environment in an extremely negative fashion, EVERYTHING is affected negatively. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Now, on the opposite end, if the intention behind the ritual is for a positive purpose, a selfless and loving purpose (genuinely), and it steers clear of the fear based intentions, then the energies that will be conjured will be positive and will affect the physical environment and everything in it positively. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Energy has different forms and these different forms have ways of being manipulated. Take the practice of Reiki for example. Reiki, simply put, can be considered the manipulation of thermal energy, electrical energy and electromagnetic energy (light energy). This manipulation is used with the intention of healing, which is a positive intention, therefore, the surrounding environment and everything within it is affected positively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;The knowledge of magic and the practice of the manipulations of the unseen (energy) has been with humanity since ancient times. I feel that there was a time where this knowledge was used for good, for a positive purpose, and to help humanity evolve without harming any of the earths or universes systems. Humans were acting in conjunction with the cosmos, and not against it. I feel that at a certain point in our history (possibly at the same era as the appearance of pyramid scheme civilizations), the practice took a negative turn, and practitioners started to dwell in the realm of the 7 deadly sins. Ancient kings started to use this knowledge for their own personal and selfish gains, and this affected the environment negatively, bringing about an age of materialism and destruction. It is possible that this age was inevitable, and that it is all part of a larger process that most are not aware of, but is it not also possible that in order for humanity to go back to its roots, there must be a shift that is brought on by a re-discovery of this ancient practice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Is it possible that the end of this age will also be the beginning of an age where magic is again used for the good of all? Where do we begin and how does it end? Acceptance rather than ignorance of the unknown and unseen...let us listen to the sorcerers and witches of our modern day, the ones who truly understand the essence of magic, let us bring them back into the light so that they may teach us what we have forgotten, no longer shunning them and treating them as if they are delusional or fantasy ridden..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;It is no longer wise for us to deny what truly exists, for there are those who practice behind closed doors with dark intentions who continue to practice within the realm of the 7 deadly sins. They do not hide with fears of being judged, they hide with fears of the masses waking up, and stopping them. The ones who hide and practice with positive and loving intentions, the witches and the sorcerers, they hide because they fear judgment, they fear persecution...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; color: orange; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;This fear needs to end so that they can come out of hiding, and help the masses to end the age of ignorance, to end the age of materialism and destruction, and re-discover the age of higher learning, the age of aquarius...call them lightworkers, call them energy workers, call them crystal children, call them what you will...in the beginning, we will call them the ones who removed the veils and showed humanity the true way.........open your mind.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5747718069406249282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/12/do-you-believe-in-magic.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/5747718069406249282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/5747718069406249282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/12/do-you-believe-in-magic.html' title='Do You Believe In Magic?'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggqnNN_0qrY_6MZ179irnQYgMJhahIO2Wi5onTGFAVBeOMNKLsToExYqZDpWl9mps4CLg0HiACxx_iP7czSosnKkVNMtOPUg2pc48yrg0D7HKNdBqqrO8LHfUXOxBFHVF05DTH5c7dH-I/s72-c/violetflame.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683.post-8142551443187542031</id><published>2012-11-16T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-11-16T16:34:09.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You and I Are Not Each Others Judges</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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I think its important that we see all sides of the story when it comes to global conflicts. I think its important to keep in mind that the people who run the media outlets that so many of us use to obtain &quot;news&quot; are human beings just like you and I (at least I would like to believe they are human). They have their own opinions, their own agendas..Media is NOT unbiased, it is biased and always has an ulterior motive, or a purpose to serve. Keep in mind that no matter what &quot;news&quot; you are receiving, it is an opinion, always biased. It is wise to question, or better yet, do what I have been trying to do, pay less or no attention.&lt;br /&gt;
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I understand that the events that so many are talking about right now are for some people extremely troubling and silence about these events would be as bad as the crimes committed...but please keep in mind that adding to the tension solves nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Debating with people who have no plan or WILL to change their own biased opinion is pointless.&lt;br /&gt;
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You can educate and spread awareness far and wide, but when it comes down to it, you cannot convince or force people to change their conditioning or to re-consider their entire belief systems, this change is a change that can only be triggered from within......&lt;br /&gt;
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Even though I try to steer clear of propaganda and biased news, some of it is unavoidable, and since I am an opinionated person right now, I felt the urge to write this...&lt;br /&gt;
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I read some of the news, and saw some comments on posts on social networking sites....and it confirms to me that our society is populated with humans who have never grown up, who are borderline psychotic, who still find comfort in bullying each other, who take no responsibility, who hate and who are afraid...&lt;br /&gt;
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These behaviours are not only ridiculous and counter productive, they are a HORRIBLE example to our children...This is what I see, not only in comments, but even in the news: &quot;You started it! No you did!! Well you stop first and then I&#39;ll stop!! No! YOU stop first and then MAYBE I&#39;ll stop!!&quot; Really? Does this not sound like a fight you would hear on a playground? &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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The comments I see from not only the citizens of such countries in global conflicts, but even from people who have never lived in or been anywhere near any such conflicts are troubling, sad, and again confirm to me that the human race is very very sick, diseased to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am tired of taking sides, I don&#39;t want to say who is right or who is wrong, it is not for me to decide or to judge, I am not a judge, I do not own a gown or a gavel. I will say that I am against any violence, ANY VIOLENCE, I don&#39;t care who you are, what nationality, what culture, what religion or sect, I SIMPLY DO NOT CARE, it does not change my opinion that violence or that killing is NEVER JUSTIFIED, ever...whether it be killing humans, animals, or our mother the earth, none of it is justifiable.&lt;br /&gt;
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People on both sides are committing these crimes with a goal in mind, with an agenda, the ones who sit back and support the crimes have a deep rooted belief in the justification of such crimes, they are the children who have been conditioned to hate, who lived in environments where it was normal to commit criminal acts, where interconnectedness meant and means nothing, where gangs are seen as a way to prosper and protect a culture or community, where killing innocent people is somehow justified, where revenge through slaughter is acceptable. There is no changing this, you cannot say or do anything to change these deep rooted beliefs or these conditioned behaviours. The environment that they were moulded in has created their current reality, it has created who they are today...just as your environment has created your current reality and who you are today...&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead of adding to the hate, fear and violence, try to pray, meditate, send love, ask for peace, ask for understanding....this is much stronger than trying to force change on people who have no interest in changing...stop wasting your energy in places that are already lost. Screaming and yelling will get you nowhere, pointing fingers will accomplish nothing. It is more than OK to vent, especially if you are affected directly by these conflicts...but do not expect anyone to hold your opinion as truth, and please please please try to remember that you are not anyone&#39;s judge, and that those who have their strong opinions have it for a reason...hating them accomplishes nothing at all...&lt;br /&gt;
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May our mother end the ignorance that is reigning over this planet.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYcBJvg-FFr19xrl5RFIGltPtoS9Z79_EaGBMCDHgu29fOF2NQ6tlevLcXOS2bTKvjSbW1tBTAnqyX2MKIHuaG0kiSSfb2RcikeiIC1Pghv77fnqfEJQufVNS_lF7IgNRlnMx4RlYIpYc/s1600/Holy+hill.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;480&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYcBJvg-FFr19xrl5RFIGltPtoS9Z79_EaGBMCDHgu29fOF2NQ6tlevLcXOS2bTKvjSbW1tBTAnqyX2MKIHuaG0kiSSfb2RcikeiIC1Pghv77fnqfEJQufVNS_lF7IgNRlnMx4RlYIpYc/s640/Holy+hill.jpg&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b id=&quot;internal-source-marker_0.26949627697467804&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Why do you continue to RAPE your own mother? Why do you continue to rip her to shreds? So many take and take and take from her, she continues to give, but she will soon stop giving, and will take back what has been robbed from her...listen to your heart, it is telling you the SAME THING that the elder brothers have been warning...open your eye, see that this society is killing our mother...stop raping your own mother...why do you not want to protect her? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Do you not see that the mother gave birth to all of us? Do you not see that without her bosom we would not even exist? Do we not see that by hurting her, and by hurting all that she births into existence, we are ultimately destroying our own existence? The earth does NOT belong to you, or to me, or to anyone, the earth is our mother, we came from her, and she can stop giving at any moment...stop taking her for granted, PLEASE!!!! See that the way we treat our mother is the deciding factor of our existence. See that the way we have been treating her is grounds for our complete extinction. The way that she has been taken advantage of is inexcusable in my eyes, but not in hers. I believe that there is still hope, she is forgiving, she still provides, she sees that there are many who are opening their eye, and that are feeling her again, and that are trying to help others to see that we need to stop taking her for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;So many follow a god that is somewhere out there, somewhere above, away from the problems on this earth, separate from us, separate from the mother earth. So many follow a god that judges based on how well and often you perform rituals, and how you can become obedient, regardless of the truth of our existence. You follow a materialistic god, that wants your money. If this blind following continues, so will the raping of our mother. If this blind following of religion continues, our mother will continue to be ignored. She will not wait forever for us to wake up. She will get to a point where she will have no choice but to defend herself. She is quickly reaching that point. Open &amp;nbsp;your eye and see...it may already be too late, but at least, if you try to change things now, you won’t feel so horribly about taking advantage of your own mother...stop raping your own mother, stop taking advantage of her...she gave birth to you, she feeds you, she provides you with water and shelter, she inspires you, she offers you comfort, heat, diversity, she allows you to grow in her womb....she asks for nothing in return other than respect....she does not NEED anything from you, all that is required for us to continue into an evolution of consciousness is respect and love for her...if you truly love and respect your mother, you will stop raping her. You will stand up and use your voice to stop others from raping her, you will stop polluting her, you will do your part to stop consuming her, you will use your voice and your numbers to stop those who have lost all respect and love for her....if we do not protect her, she will be forced to protect herself, and you will not be spared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I am not trying to scare you, I am merely telling you what you already know. If you do not care about her, and you truly believe that you are not harming her by keeping silent, then that is your choice, it is completely up to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;If all that you care about is your existence now, then reading this will probably mean nothing to you, but if you care about the future of your children, you will read my words and at least start to change your attitude towards your mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You will start to realize that in order for the world to continue on a path towards peace, towards evolution, the masses are held responsible for the protection of our mother, why do you destroy the womb that we grow in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Remember the golden rule? Treat others how you want to be treated? How would you like to be treated?? Do you think it is fair for someone to keep food from you? Do you want to be thrown down the stairs? Do you want to be forced to do hard labour? Do you want to be insulted and spat on? Do you want garbage thrown at you? Do you want harmful and deadly poisonous chemicals injected into your veins? If you do, then you have deep issues that need to be looked at immediately...If you do not, which I have faith that most of humanity does not want to be treated this way... then why would you do this to your mother? Why would you do this to your wife? Why would you do this to your brothers and sisters? Why would you do this to the earth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Love and respect your mother, for if you do not, she will no longer be your home. You will no longer be welcome in her womb to grow, she will force you out, a stillbirth, a miscarriage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;When you build a home, or move into a home, do you want to take care of it, or do you want to destroy it? Would it be logical to move into a home and not take care of it? Would it make sense to start ripping the ground in your home apart, to start breaking the foundation, with no plans on rebuilding? Where will you lay your head to rest if there is no shelter to protect you? Where will you break bread with your loved ones if there is no sacred space to do so? Where will you sit around with your loved ones to talk about your days, to talk about your dreams and your passions if you have no sanctuary to share? Where will you live if you plan to destroy your home with no ambition to rebuild? This is not logical....the earth, this planet that we live with, live on...it is our home, without it, we would be nowhere, floating in space, with no shelter, no protection, nothing...everything on this earth combined has given us the blessing of life...if you destroy her, you destroy your home...do not think for a second that the bricks that you have built around you and your loved ones are your real home, for without the earth beneath those bricks, without the materials used to create those bricks, you would have no home.....respect her, and you will prosper, love her, and you will evolve with her...protect her, and she will forever protect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;We have received warnings, time and time again...yet we ignore the urgency. Our greed and selfishness has brought us to this point, it is crucial for us to change our ways of thinking. Convenience and an obsession with material possession has turned us all into slaves. It has made us become consuming monsters, zombies that feed off of the energy of the earth and of each other....stop for one second, and think about where we are, think about what we do to make our lives more convenient, think about the patches of garbage that pollute HER oceans, patches the size of Texas. Think about the landfills that pollute her soils, that prevent us from growing any REAL HEALTHY food. Think about the wars that tear her soils apart, while shedding the blood of innocent animal, human and plant life...is this what you want? Is this respect? Is this love? What do we create all of this destruction for, what is the end result? So that you can drive your cars to work? So that you can consume, consume and consume? So that you can easily fill your stomachs with food that brings no real nutrition? Convenience that has been created out of the blood of the earth will always be a curse on humankind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;It’s hard to break free from the chains that have been shackled on so tightly, its difficult to break free from this “westernized” society that has been built around us, this prison, this illusion of comfort, this madness that is quickly consuming and destroying all that this earth truly has to offer. Remember that just because it is difficult, it does not mean it is impossible to break free...all you need is the key to undo your shackles...your masters do not hold this key, they hold nothing other than the veil of ignorance and false freedom. YOU hold the key to your own freedom....open your eye, and it will lead you to your heart, where the key resides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;So now you ask, what can I do to help protect her? What can I do to show my respect, my gratitude and my love for her? What can I truly do? Well, the answer to that question is residing with the key in your heart. We are all here for one reason or another, we all have purpose, we all create a path that we follow. Some will show their love for their mothers by building sustainable projects for energy, by advocating clean and renewable ways of energy. Some will lead lives of activism, where they will spend most of their days protesting against injustices, against wars, against animal cruelty, against fear and war mongers. Others will spread awareness about the effects of consumption, the effects of overconsumption, and will try to find ways to decrease the garbage that pollutes this earth. These are all commendable intentions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;There are ways...For one, it is wise to stay away from large corporate stores when doing your weekly, daily, monthly shopping. Stick to the small stores, the ones that are locally owned, this will not only help your own community, this will also help our mother, do your research and you will find out why. Drive your car less and use public transport, make sure the demand for oil drops. Stop throwing your shit out, reuse it, reuse everything that you can, bottles, cans, jars, anything plastic, reuse it, it saves you money and creates less garbage. Start a compost so you are not wasting food. If you see garbage lying around in the parks or what not, pick it up, help keep her clean. Stop eating at the major fast food restaurants, not only is this HORRIBLE for your own health, but this creates a demand for more meat, which creates a demand for more cattle, which creates a demand for more water consumption by the cattle, etc, etc, etc....I’m not going to get into details, just watch any of the countless documentaries that exist about this subject, point is, you eating that big mac ultimately affects your mother earth negatively, it creates more pollution, more demand for slavery, the list is endless, OK? Don’t just take my word for it, do your research. Really important one here, stop watching mainstream television, its poisonous and it is built to distract you from your responsibility to your mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;The point is, there are ways to show your respect and ways to show your love for your mother, it starts with an intention, and from there, it will grow into action. I have said this a long time ago, and will say it again...a baby must crawl before it walks, and we aren’t even crawling yet...it is now crucial for us to start walking, it is too late to learn to crawl...there needs to be a major spark that changes our process, that fast forwards our growth, from babies in the womb into elders....all you need to do is listen, and the rest will fall into place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b id=&quot;internal-source-marker_0.26949627697467804&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;I’m done preaching and telling you how to live...if only for a second you can open your heart and your mind to my suggestions....If only for a second you can understand that this message is coming from someone who is on the same level as you, someone who has trouble himself following this advice, someone who is still not totally free from the shackles, then you would see that I am not talking AT YOU but with you...lets help each other become better, lets help each other protect her, let’s stop arguing about trivial BS (belief systems), let’s stop arguing over culture or ethnicity, let’s stop arguing over who is right and who is wrong...all this arguing is leading us to our extinction... lets all help our mother TOGETHER so that she can see that we do love and respect her, so that she can continue to welcome us in her womb. Stand up and use your voice so that the ones who hold the veil of ignorance and false freedom will have no choice but to drop the veil, and run away into their holes....the mother will take care of the rest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Peace and Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5885839659567448080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/11/mother-please-forgive-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/5885839659567448080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/5885839659567448080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/11/mother-please-forgive-us.html' title='Mother, Please Forgive Us'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYcBJvg-FFr19xrl5RFIGltPtoS9Z79_EaGBMCDHgu29fOF2NQ6tlevLcXOS2bTKvjSbW1tBTAnqyX2MKIHuaG0kiSSfb2RcikeiIC1Pghv77fnqfEJQufVNS_lF7IgNRlnMx4RlYIpYc/s72-c/Holy+hill.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683.post-2394796323532282635</id><published>2012-09-14T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-09-14T12:30:33.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation with a Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVlYGCF6LR9f1Sc5NVtGi3Z-hkOKnOrdsezP1N2DpZo4yvj8S0PP2eesJYGHh9jOvXKG37Db8B1SQ2KrfhEsVmae-Gk2WsDZ4fPrFN8Zwg9fdkUs9tgYJSXa1m6-VFJbNdiF1YQc-JTU/s1600/IMG_1623.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;640&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVlYGCF6LR9f1Sc5NVtGi3Z-hkOKnOrdsezP1N2DpZo4yvj8S0PP2eesJYGHh9jOvXKG37Db8B1SQ2KrfhEsVmae-Gk2WsDZ4fPrFN8Zwg9fdkUs9tgYJSXa1m6-VFJbNdiF1YQc-JTU/s640/IMG_1623.JPG&quot; width=&quot;478&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Reach inwards and find the compassionate divinity that has always been there. Reach out and use this part of your original self to help others find it within them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I am not saying that we should force people, or preach for people to find themselves, or to be more compassionate. What I am saying is that in order for us to help others find their original divinity again, we must be compassionate with them.&amp;nbsp; We must lead them to their own wisdom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I was approached the other day by a soul who has recently woken up from a deep slumber. This soul was excited at its new discoveries. It was moving at an infinite speed, and it reminded me of when I first started to be aware of my search and the universes willingness to lead us into a beautiful set of discoveries through synchronicity. The soul asked me to guide it, and to help it be more powerful, and to use the discoveries to manifest things into this physical reality. I have never been asked before by any soul to guide it, especially not to guide it to create manifestations onto this physical 3D plane of existence.&amp;nbsp; The soul was in a rush to create. I wanted to help, but not so much guide. My guidance would be so that the soul can remember its own wisdom, for wisdom cannot be taught, only remembered...I guided the soul to the wisdom of its own memory...and have not heard back from it since, though I know I will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I told the soul not to be so hard on itself; to allow the time to reflect on its slumber. When woken up suddenly, it can be hard to adjust the eye to the outer world; therefore, it is important to be gentle, and patient.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I told the soul that there will be situations of extreme discomfort, but to remember that these situations arise for a positive purpose, to lead us to our divine potentials, and to boost our growth, or rather, reminds us of how much we’ve grown in our past journeys.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I told the soul that there may be solitude, and the solitude may seem unbearable, where you will have no choice but to observe your thoughts. Do not get involved in the thoughts, take it step by step and clarity will eventually be reached.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The soul asked what it’s like to reach clarity. I answered that it is almost impossible to describe but attempted to do so anyway with words created by man...I answered, &amp;nbsp;it is bliss, gratitude, you feel like you are in everything, and everything is in you. Nothing matters, and everything becomes very, very light. Colors are more vivid and sounds and scents are amplified. Step by step, clarity is reached.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I told the soul that the moment the mind realizes that it has allowed the soul to reach these heights, it is quickly lost. To deal with this, just let it be, patience and acceptance is the key.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The soul said to me that it tries to preach to other souls, of the importance of this other world that we cannot see with our eyes, and that most of the other souls shun and ridicule. I suggested that it is not a wise choice to try to awaken souls who are still in deep slumber and that there is no need to try to prove anything. What is important is what you feel, and what you know as truth. In time, the souls will awaken by themselves, one by one, and they will gravitate towards other awakened souls, asking questions and looking for guidance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The soul asked me if manifesting positive into our reality was possible. I answered that it is more than possible; we do it every day without even knowing it. Souls in slumber do it every day without even knowing it. I explained that this is why negative people always attract drama and negative events, and they also attract other negative people, they are manifesting their own reality...and vice versa with positive people. I explained further that positive people attract positive events, but that these were just words. Being positive is much deeper than just saying “I love my life and everything is wonderful!” You really must FEEL the positivity, the love, running through your body, lighting up every inch. Words do not do any of this justice. When appreciation is accompanied by truly feeling the moment, manifesting is the next step.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The soul started to tell me about events that have been happening to it, what seem to be signs and messages from the universe. The soul wondered if it was losing its mind. I explained that these synchronised events were being sent from the universe constantly but that we will only see them when we are ready to see. The more the soul reaches clarity, the more it will receive messages from the universe, letting it know that it is on a path and to keep on stepping. These signs and messages increase and become more and more obvious. I stressed the importance of not feeling or thinking that the soul was going crazy. I told the soul that the ego, or the mind, will try to make it think that it is going mad, because the mind or ego is afraid of the unknown and tries to protect like an over protective mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The soul, which is still accompanied by an over protective ego, as most of us are (even those&amp;nbsp; who believe they have reached clarity), pushed on saying that when it shared its discoveries with friends or family, they all looked at it as if it was crazy. I knew this feeling as I have gone through and still go through the same thing. I used an example, saying that I thought it was crazy for people to sit in front of a television obsessing over episodes of Jersey Shore, or sitting in front of a computer screen all day and night obsessing over an on-line fantasy game. The&amp;nbsp; soul understood, and was content that it was not alone. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The soul then went on to say that these on-line games and reality television shows were a way to distract us from our own divine potentials. I agreed. The soul went on to mention conspiracies about depopulation and reasons behind the distractions. I shared with the soul that I used to get carried away with the reasons, and used to research conspiracies more than I would concentrate on my own growth. He realized what I was getting at. Even though it is important to be aware of what is happening in our physical 3D world, it is not wise to get carried away, or to get involved, since it would then just become another distraction. As countless gurus and saints have suggested, we must work on our inner world and awaken our souls before any outer world changes can occur.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The soul was grateful for our conversation, and it thanked me for taking the time to talk to it and share my own experiences with it. It thanked me for helping it and said it had learned so much from such a simple and short conversation. I thanked the soul for taking the time to listen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;By sharing my own experiences, and taking the time to converse with the soul, I had reminded myself of the path that I am on...my soul had learned from this conversation as much as the other soul had...in the end, we are all here to help each other walk along our paths...ultimately, my soul was conversing with itself, as all souls are connected and each conversation happens for the benefit of all involved....I hope and pray that &amp;nbsp;these conversations will never cease to exist...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;font-weight: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;The hate, fear and deception that is propagated throughout popular media outlets are no competition for the genuine unconditional love that counters these negative forces. One positive mind, one loving outlook on life, one bright light, can make a huge difference in the lives of so many. One positive notion in the midst of negative messages changes people&#39;s mindsets and propagates love into an exponential wave of light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Never give up hope and never stop spreading &amp;nbsp;your positive vibes and your loving knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;You may be placed in situations where so much negativity and fear is being spread, and the people who are receiving these signals and frequencies are just waiting for your light, waiting for &amp;nbsp;your positive signals and frequencies. You will see that as soon as you open your mouth and release your words of wisdom and light, their hearts open and their minds shift to receive the positive frequencies that the universe is readily dishing out through you and to you. It is our duty to be that beacon. It is our responsibility to shine our light in the darkness. There is no match against the love that is spread when truth is spoken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Don’t run away from situations or people who have fear in their hearts, they need you. Don’t shy away, for there are so many just waiting to hear, see and FEEL your love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style=&quot;font-weight: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b style=&quot;font-weight: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Of course, there will be situations where your love will fall on deaf ears, for their hearts are buried in fear. For those hearts, there are other ways. Leave those to faith and hope, move on and you will find that there are many that have a fear on their hearts, but a gentle scraping can remove that fear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style=&quot;font-weight: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;You will know when it is possible to remove the fear, and you will know when you should leave it to faith and hope. Follow your feelings, listen to your heart, it will guide you and it will tell you exactly what you need to say, or do...trust your intuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Be easy, be calm with your words, be sincere, be understanding, be gentle..lead slowly and with ease..lead calmly and with grace, shine dimly and slowly brighten as your listeners open their hearts and shift their minds...there is no need to hesitate, but remember, the heart is fragile when surrounded by fear, be easy, be caring and be graceful...the rest will just flow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;With Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4029711388373656666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/06/be-beacon-and-spread-light-you-are.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/4029711388373656666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/4029711388373656666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/06/be-beacon-and-spread-light-you-are.html' title='Be the Beacon and Spread the Light - You are Needed'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3yKZewprntOVV1TI3CPyr4sLYuP49s3OCVnKbEjFI0GwaVSeEZ966-sDKw-iT_yF6JChBFahK6QuZc6JV3omLNaxxV9VIqmxh44ded70gXcUgsw2fOxsbzvigniw1xZ1k6U1d_1T5OMk/s72-c/Saint+Germain+SS.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683.post-7122046264343009535</id><published>2012-03-26T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-26T10:25:42.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi33kDgH41Ux_wvJaFRIlVjAKoScIhJ_wUu0TrXxrJ2At0Nuf08wwi9CJt8BSvJofQDT4hbjIW1WTNdmf0abupyI0T5zbMKr7fpBwI_QwdkbdsPK_ylQ56qWfDQti-aUNEwgEOvHyAeSlQ/s1600/WhirlingDervish%2528335x425%2529.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi33kDgH41Ux_wvJaFRIlVjAKoScIhJ_wUu0TrXxrJ2At0Nuf08wwi9CJt8BSvJofQDT4hbjIW1WTNdmf0abupyI0T5zbMKr7fpBwI_QwdkbdsPK_ylQ56qWfDQti-aUNEwgEOvHyAeSlQ/s400/WhirlingDervish%2528335x425%2529.jpg&quot; width=&quot;315&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Just as the planets, the stars and every other entity in the universe make vibrational music for the source, we must do the same…this is important for our evolution of consciousness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;In order to be at and in peace and constantly consciously connected to all of creation, we must harmoniously vibrate with all of creation. We must not only harmoniously vibrate, but we must vibrate at the rate that creation has intended for us. Just as every other entity in the universe, we have our place, and we must fulfil our duty.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Sing and dance in complete gratitude and bliss to creation and its creator. Let the body that your soul moves sway to the sounds of creation, allow it to feel the vibrations that connect us all to the one source. Allow the vibrations to energize your being, and to awaken your divine potential by connecting to the ultimate divinity, the source of all of creation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgORLVlAoQMV0G1yhiV1lBPSmvUGdFf0XOP3rfiq1dCPDqdgg4C8Fcy73lLULGR-_ncLJEdhdGg6xmYRbb6JVtFYIE9HY07gsa2v1DtCcmUVD0kPPdtqrMd_1pM5XRWpjwb9R0EXJAilig/s1600/rumi_quotes_sayings3.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgORLVlAoQMV0G1yhiV1lBPSmvUGdFf0XOP3rfiq1dCPDqdgg4C8Fcy73lLULGR-_ncLJEdhdGg6xmYRbb6JVtFYIE9HY07gsa2v1DtCcmUVD0kPPdtqrMd_1pM5XRWpjwb9R0EXJAilig/s400/rumi_quotes_sayings3.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let the sounds that go up, down, twist and turn in perfect harmony take you on a journey into the worlds beyond the commonly known and felt senses. Let the sounds that come out of the body that your soul moves connect us all to the one source.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;In gratitude and bliss we show our love for all of creation and for its ultimate creator, the one source.&amp;nbsp;It is in complete appreciation that we sway, it is in complete acceptance that we whirl. It is our souls that are swaying and whirling the bodies they choose...It is how our souls entered this world, and it is how our souls can enter other worlds. Physically the body appears to be here, in this realm, but what your eyes do not see is that the soul is travelling…dancing through realms that cannot be described by words that men have created.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZmEhyphenhyphenm_QGAKCaLM_xWWhkeFAaIvIb_219nn8TAI2itIoU9ViLaS7fiM1haCaYCjUrf7NdiohzJmywymmxDiJEX6jKMgHhb8VJTY-6_rxWz6feBeEprFRtWsqPevHqLcz7kw08bfEeRLM/s1600/tumblr_lm170zGIsU1qbg9d7o1_400.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZmEhyphenhyphenm_QGAKCaLM_xWWhkeFAaIvIb_219nn8TAI2itIoU9ViLaS7fiM1haCaYCjUrf7NdiohzJmywymmxDiJEX6jKMgHhb8VJTY-6_rxWz6feBeEprFRtWsqPevHqLcz7kw08bfEeRLM/s400/tumblr_lm170zGIsU1qbg9d7o1_400.jpg&quot; width=&quot;317&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The soul dances through these realms, it experiences and absorbs the divine energy that lifts the spirit and enhances its divine capacity. The vibrations are the waves that we travel on…through these movements, we travel, through these sways and whirls, we ride, we fly, and we become what we are truly meant to be…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;With Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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We sometimes ignore the subtle signs given to us. We sometimes feel that we may be losing our minds when making connections, connecting the dots.&lt;br /&gt;
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If I follow the signs, which I do most of the time, I continue to grow and learn about things that I would otherwise overlook. My advice to anyone out there who understands what I am trying to convey, follow the signs, and you will notice a flow, a synchronicity of events…Nothing can stop the flow once it starts. Though be careful of ignorance and distractions. Be careful that you do not get pushed away from the flow, for many out there will not understand what you speak of when you speak of following the guides…don’t let them steer you away.&lt;br /&gt;
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Even if you do remove yourself from the flow for a little bit, don’t worry, it continues, and you can jump right back in at any time. The signs and the guides do not judge, they only wait for an answer, a yes or a no, they do not understand grey areas, maybes, not sure…It&#39;s simply yes or no…&lt;br /&gt;
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You must make sure it is clear to the guides what your intentions are. This way, signs will appear in abundance, and you will be able to go with the flow with ease…Obstacles will become nothing more than tiny whirlpools in the flow that can easily be avoided, or even used to give you a boost up the flow…&lt;br /&gt;
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If you stop going with the flow, it is as if you have taken a break, and are resting on the shores of life...it’s as if you are deciding stop and set up camp, pitch a tent, roll out the sleeping bag….but there will come a point when your soul will need to keep moving again, and you will leave everything, and dive back into the flow…continuing on your journey…until you arrive at home, wherever that may be…&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been camped out for long enough, and I must soon dive back in, for the river is calling my soul...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1051355157440076018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/03/river-is-calling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/1051355157440076018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/1051355157440076018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/03/river-is-calling.html' title='The River is Calling'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX6bMerh_VZg-AeNFX-J5dv91OoWnHFAoh3F5OsAEfMRASp3fc1xf4dyYXDftlbMn_FAhyphenhyphendEtn6GTljWPC1m-94EOmVP7RTjX5ghETHDmstd0fxSqWWzb-N1EwdEgcysVefiTa-q-KfBc/s72-c/DSC_2680.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683.post-8466250374287240277</id><published>2012-03-05T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-05T23:10:56.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel at Home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZYMxX6jIAaPxhDybSIZJYmuLc5nx6TbNcBLU4ZVnoh1tjWFQNP9pYruieV0W1ise8L2mYff6ksLPFW5x1U7lyvHDk-0BXCLedKOiRk3tRPTTss5bsqXcSb-nLr861lO-ut1hcBCrjuJE/s1600/March+2012+081.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;363&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZYMxX6jIAaPxhDybSIZJYmuLc5nx6TbNcBLU4ZVnoh1tjWFQNP9pYruieV0W1ise8L2mYff6ksLPFW5x1U7lyvHDk-0BXCLedKOiRk3tRPTTss5bsqXcSb-nLr861lO-ut1hcBCrjuJE/s400/March+2012+081.JPG&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;It’s been a while since I feel that I’ve written something that came directly from my heart. I feel like lately I have not been inspired to write anything at all. Though, through connections I’ve been making, relationships that I have discovered,&amp;nbsp; my heart becomes inspired again…I think it is important for me to rest every so often, to recuperate my energy, to go within… but it is also equally important for me to make connections, so that my heart can continue to be inspired…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I sit here now in a café, far from home…yet I have no feeling of being far from home, nor do I feel like I have found my home here... I know it’s not here, but I also know, that where I physically lay my head at night, my permanent dwelling place, does not feel like my true home either.&amp;nbsp; I am starting to realize that home is not a physical place at all. Home is not somewhere that I can see, or touch, or smell. Home is not a shelter, with walls and furniture. Home is not a city that I fall in love with; it’s not a country that I belong to. Home is not a culture or a religion, not a tribe or a family….So then, what is home to me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Well, from what I have discovered about myself, and about others, I can tell you that home is yourself. Home is being completely comfortable with yourself. Home is a sanctuary within another person as well. Genuine relationships are home. Strong connections are home. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;What about family? Is your family considered part of your home? What is family to me…? Well, I realize more and more every day that family is not always blood tied. I discovered that there are people out there who are family, who you have never even met. So, in other words, family as we know it, or how it has come to be defined, doesn’t necessarily make a home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Making a home means being complete within your own self. Feeling at home finally means more to me than simply feeling welcome in a physical place. Feeling at home now holds much more meaning to me. It means being at peace with myself and accepting all that I am, and all that I am becoming. &amp;nbsp;I can also add to my feeling of a home simply by welcoming strong connections into the world I have created as my home. &amp;nbsp;Connections are home. I can travel this planet, until the day I die without the need or want of a physical home; however, the connections I make and the people I fall in love with will always be my true home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Walls, furniture, material possessions…none of that makes a home for me…None of those things add to&amp;nbsp; my peace of mind…People, beautiful people, that’s what makes a home, and again, I stress that the people that you create your home with do not have to be blood related. You would be surprised how many family members you really have. The universe only waits for you tlo accept who you are, so it can introduce you to yourself, in and through others.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I finally understand the true meaning of feeling at home…thank you Truth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;With Love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8466250374287240277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/03/feel-at-home.html#comment-form' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/8466250374287240277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/8466250374287240277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/03/feel-at-home.html' title='Feel at Home...'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZYMxX6jIAaPxhDybSIZJYmuLc5nx6TbNcBLU4ZVnoh1tjWFQNP9pYruieV0W1ise8L2mYff6ksLPFW5x1U7lyvHDk-0BXCLedKOiRk3tRPTTss5bsqXcSb-nLr861lO-ut1hcBCrjuJE/s72-c/March+2012+081.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683.post-8381155825177341609</id><published>2012-02-08T10:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T10:10:11.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk Away and Clear Your Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I want to share this with you...a technique, so simple, yet so powerful...This helps in so many situations...I learned this from a very very wise man, who I respect and admire, who I believe was sent to me as a guide...though I did not realize this at the time...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Thank you Missak...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;A piece of advice I gave someone today after helping her solve an issue:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&#39;It is my job to help everyone, when we are confronted with a situation, we tend to get very involved, and sometimes, it is diffuclt to solve an issue when we are too involved...thats where I come in.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;At my last job, I used to repair sewing machines, it was not an easy task at all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The learning process was not what I expected. It was an unorthodox way of teaching. I later realized, it was the only way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;My teacher, who taught me how to fix the machines, also taught me a very valuable technique very early on in our dealings with each other.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;He would give me a machine that he broke himself and he would hand me some tools, and say, fix it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I would sit there, tinkering with the machine, trying to figure it out&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I would feel as though I was getting so close, but the issue would still be there&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I would spend hours trying to figure it out, sometimes days&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Scratching my head&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Getting frustrated and so deeply involved&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Then he would push me aside, tinker with a few gears, and BAM, it was fixed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;This really furstrated me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Until one day, he stopped me about 15 minutes into repairing one of the machines&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;He said, &quot;you know why I am stopping you?&quot; I said &quot;why?&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;He said &quot;because you are getting frustrated, as soon as you get frustrated, you must step away from the machine, go take a walk, go chat with a friend, have a kit kat&quot; (word for word)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;He continued &quot;then, when your mind is clear, come back, sit down, and the machine will fix itself&quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Guess what, he was right...&#39;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We tend to get so deeply involved in a given situation, that we miss the obvious lesson, or obvious solution...if we step away, clear our minds, and then go back, the issue will resolve itself...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I hope this helps anyone out there who is involved&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Peace&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8381155825177341609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/02/walk-away-and-clear-your-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/8381155825177341609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/8381155825177341609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/02/walk-away-and-clear-your-mind.html' title='Walk Away and Clear Your Mind'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-603786205310277683.post-7696948305643596830</id><published>2012-01-22T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T14:29:31.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Declaw the Beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;International creditors would rather sip on the blood of the youth than release them from chains..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;International creditors force nations to their knees, forcing the nations leaders to punish its citizens. Romania, Greece, Egypt, Spain, Libya, Syria, Iran...these are just a few nations that are being squeezed, and played, and screwed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;International creditors are responsible for all the revolutions around the globe, for all the destruction, for all the death...the blood of innocent creatures are on the hands of those banksters..As long as the world is run by these elitists, the world will continue to suffer...when will nations wake up? When will REAL leaders step up to those banksters? It seems that the leaders of our worlds nations are cowards...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Before the Zionist elite force WWIII, leaders must stand up, and stop bending over...Wake up...before its too late..Those who prosper off of false prophecy will stop at nothing to push an apocalypse, its part of the Zionist plan..its part of the plan that has been set in motion thousands of years ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;The claws of the beast will rip through our mother, and we will be buried inside her...if we let it happen. Let us declaw the beast, and tame the beast, so that we can finally turn the beast into a house cat...meow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7696948305643596830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/01/declaw-beast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/7696948305643596830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/603786205310277683/posts/default/7696948305643596830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wokensoul.blogspot.com/2012/01/declaw-beast.html' title='Declaw the Beast'/><author><name>Shams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16626978703676212063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>