By Gary Jacobucci
towel and go back to being programmed. Awakening to the fact that we live in a
pretend world created by a criminally insane, global mafia takes too much of my
time and no one wants to know about it anyway.
I want to be able to watch
coliseum sports with my fellow Americans and find some meaning in who won and
lost. I want to watch the Olympics this summer and not remember that it was
started by the warring Greek Empire to show their superiority over weaker
nations.
sadness that they are the hapless victim of such an insidious disease. I want to
appreciate the mutilating, poisoning and burning of cancer patients as modern
medicine. I want to feel the hope that there are billions of dollars and
brilliant minds working on a cure that is surely right around the corner. I want
to purge from my mind that the Eskimos, the Hopis and the Navahos have no
incidence of cancer when eating their indigenous diets, as do many other
cultures around the world, yet are equally or more susceptible to cancer when
eating a traditional American diet and submitting to the modern vaccination
program. I want to feel with my fellow citizens that there is nothing I can do
about it anyway, and if the big C takes me, that's just the way it is.
I
want to believe that our monetary system is too complicated to understand and
that there are people far smarter than I looking out for our best interest. I
want to believe that recessions and depressions are just inevitable business
cycles and ignore that the Federal Reserve is a multi-national privately owned
corporation. I want to forget Barry Goldwater's statement; "Most Americans have
no real understanding of the operation of the international money lenders. The
accounts of the Federal Reserve System have never been audited. It operates
outside the control of Congress and manipulates the credit of the United
States"
Israel is our friend. I want to forget the PNAC documents saying that "a global
war on terrorism would be a tough sell to the American public without a
catalyzing and catastrophic event, like a new Pearl Harbor."
hotbed of terrorism and that they want nuclear technology only to develop
weapons of mass destruction °© and ignore that the countries identified as being
the Axis of Evil are the countries that have resisted being under the thumb of
the IMF and World Bank. I want to be able to relate to the thought of "bombing
them back to the Stone Age" without being bothered by the thought that these
bombs are falling on mothers and children.
I want to embrace the
self-loathing of the human race; that there are too many people; that we are
running out of oil, food and water; that the carbon footprint of man is causing
global warming - and ignore the think tank documents calling for these ideas as
strategies for controlling the global population thirty years ago.
I want
to ignore that the media darling being presented to us for president has the
names of Hussein and Obama, when the New World Order poster boys for the war on
terrorism were Hussein and Osama.
I've want to just be an everyman and
embrace the lyrics of Jackson Brown; "I'm going to be a happy idiot and struggle
for the legal tender."
The only problem I'm having is how to put the damn
genie back in the bottle.
Oh yes, Ursula, there are times I wish I'd swallowed the blue pill instead...
Thanks for this piece alerting us to the tendency to seek a comfortable path.
Dianne
Kinda like Repubs and Dems, the ruse of a pseudo-legitimate Republic based on democratic principles (LOL)...
Morpheus: I imagine that right now you're feeling a bit like Alice. Tumbling down the rabbit hole?
Neo: You could say that.
Morpheus: I can see it in your eyes. You have the look of a man who accepts what he sees because he's expecting to wake up. Ironically, this is not far from the truth. Do you believe in fate, Neo?
Neo: No.
Morpheus: Why not?
Neo: 'Cause I don't like the idea that I'm not in control of my life.
Morpheus: I know exactly what you mean. Let me tell you why you're here. You're here because you know something. What you know, you can't explain. But you feel it. You felt it your entire life. That there's something wrong with the world. You don't know what it is, but it's there. Like a splinter in your mind -- driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you know what I'm talking about?
Neo: The Matrix? (NWO)
Morpheus: Do you want to know what it is?
(Neo nods his head.)
Morpheus: The Matrix is everywhere, it is all around us. Even now, in this very room. You can see it when you look out your window, or when you turn on your television. You can feel it when you go to work, or when go to church or when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth.
Neo: What truth?
Morpheus: That you are a slave, Neo. Like everyone else, you were born into bondage, born inside a prison that you cannot smell, taste, or touch. A prison for your mind. (long pause, sighs) Unfortunately, no one can be told what the Matrix is. You have to see it for yourself. This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back.
(In his left hand, Morpheus shows a blue pill.)
Morpheus: You take the blue pill and the story ends. You wake in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. (a red pill is shown in his other hand) You take the red pill and you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes. (Long pause; Neo begins to reach for the red pill) Remember -- all I am offering is the truth, nothing more.
(Neo takes the red pill and swallows it with a glass of water)
. . . is like eating the fruit from the Tree of Knowledge, once you have taken it, there is no going back . . .
Love
U
a short story from The Code by Tony Burroughs......
While living in New Mexico , I found that I liked going out into the desert, and it was there, on a mesa near Chaco Canyon , where I made an intention to access higher knowledge. I went into a mild trance, and suddenly Kokopelli, the most outrageous being I ever met, appeared. After playing his flute and dancing around for awhile, he told me that one of humanity's most fascinating traits had to do with our strange but stubborn urge to hold onto beliefs and activities that didn't serve us anymore. He placed our current collective reality in that category and made light of it, saying that these characteristics were soon to be obsolete and seen by the masses as the old ways (not to be confused with the ways of our ancient ancestors when they were in their glory.) He pointed out that the abbreviation for the old ways is "OW!", and he got up and jumped around like he'd just stubbed his toe. We laughed for a long time, and then he went on to say that the new evolved ways, as represented in The Code, were abbreviated "NEW!" and that they would lead us out of our current despair into a golden age.
"Take your pick!" he said, as he hopped around on one leg,"OW! or NEW!".... and each time he shouted "OW!" he exaggerated his pain even more. I'll never forget how hard we laughed. And, later on, when I was confronted by a difficult situation that stemmed from me holding on too tightly to my old ways, it somehow made it easier to deal with if I recalled his antics that day out on the mesa.
To feel safe. Outworn beliefs are like clothes we wear so we won't shiver in the void.
I agree...there is no going back.
When I stop asking questions, I'll remember this post.
Thank you Ursula,
Tricia
Thank you so much Dianne, for this! It really impacted me too. The only choice is between "OW' or "NEW"!
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