What matters is often not what really matters in the in-time conditioned world — like why kids still gobble Nutella, Goober and Président on toasts. O I had that for breakfast. Décadent innit ?!
It matters to manufacturers, and doctors. You indulge, they become paper-richer. You don’t see the Ethiopians consuming rich kids foods, do you? Nor do they get rich-kids dis-eases. But to rid of these and the many displaced refugees and asylum seekers around the world, unspeaking genocide of course, is to let them all rot in their hell for not having anything, as in being pre-conditioned by the so-called now defunct powers of you know the insolvent descendants of Atlantis (yes, Atlantis did exist in a previous lifetime), throughout the wealthier (yes, you read it here first) states, therein South East Asia and elsewhere in Yellow land and Africa and in guise of compassion, inject them with all the latest test tube solutions from Ebola through H041.
Atlantis will never learn. But its a good thing however you look at it, with the issue of global climate change. It has to revert to its original state. The Earth I meant. Again I must advise you that it is best to read UN• with an open mind, and heart. Preferably with Soul (no, not coffee).
Well, that’s the state of the common world for you. What a scenario innit? I’m fortunately not involved even indirectly or otherwise, and fingers-pointing here defeats the purpose. If I hadn’t changed my mind, it would have been … saucier. And everyone would have already been in Hell.
O darlings, everyone wants hell. That’s why they’re all conniving. Otherwise we’d already have Peace, and Wealth.
Wealth is here, in South East Asia. Wealth. Best understand what it actually means. Although the West project a civilisation of it, it is void of it. Why do you think awakening of consciousness was urgently indispensable before 2012 — why was there so much buzz and hype around it? That was the deadline for waking up from the dream, from the sleep. The West needed to sustain itself, through its failings … you know, the crisis and all. Enough said.
Following the previous In loco, In Quo Cogitat, here’s the next previously published batch for the mind to contemplate on. Saucy.
— We sometimes run to leave fragments of ourselves; to shake the pasts off, like a dog, or a cat when beaded with fleas … or do we escape to stay when we’ve found our selves in the places, and souls we cherish most?
— Fundamentally, you are already free, and knowing that, is in itself forgiveness towards every single thing on Earth: Seek not the cause of opposition since you’re not this impression. Nothing more to do, or to justify this state. The thought that you were previously a prisoner was the veil, the impediment. If you are seduced by the mind it will imprison you in the labyrinth throughout Time, until the edge of the universe.
— I know how difficult it is to balance the worlds, to live in dimensions and frequencies; but it is essential for the journey home. To work in a limited conditioning of names, forms, and the complexity of superimpositions in the polarities can be terribly daunting, but when you are granted even an angstrom of Love vibration, embrace it, for it facilitates even the most minute of task. Love. Love. Love. Always!
— Love, on the most mundane level is the most challenging growth, or evolution in their terms, of perspectives. It is always seen as a game. It is most difficult to love at that level, at that stage. When Love wants to guide the lover in the mundane, ofttimes, a separation is needed. And storms are necessary. The mind likes the idea of controlling events; whilst the heart, the abode, dislikes to be taken as a hotel. Humans must realise the balance, failure to which will leave them as dusts sans salvation.
— What’s the difference between this moment now, and the next? Do you know?
— Until you have learnt of yourselves, the shadows and the glow … until you have self-realised you will have a difficult grasp with those you meet, for then its mere fiction, veils that have been constructed out of the conditionings, of impressions, beliefs, and a lot of hot air. Be gentle with yourself, and the other
— Are you whom, that is conscious of the dream within the dreams? In the most profound of sleep, where is this hyperventilated I Am? Who is it that is fearful of death, when the night comes, and who is it that is relieved when the body awakens the morning after? Do you know? Having slept together, do couples live within each other’s dreams? Only true lovers do
— Does the ocean approve or disapprove which of its waves are worthy?
— The one who knows, feels joy, and sadness but not in the context of those who feels the emotions and are attached to it; for within this person is found a love so immense that she or he has forgotten even the world, and herself, or himself. She or he does not run after the common comforts of the world — wherever she or he is placed in a palace, or a jungle, she or he is contented.
— Remember that when kissing someone passionately or otherwise you are actually kissing your own proper self! What happens when you throw a brick or connive the person?