As this is typed which is the year 2017 and the
month June 30 the world news is a tome of disaster, confusion and violence.
The shattered buildings epitomise the shattered
lives, horrific injuries and refugees trapped by borders living in tents where
thieves, rapist and opportunists share the camp and many arriving in Western
havens turn to crime and are hated. Attacks in Western Cities by knifing,
mowing down people with vehicles and so on, meanwhile the West bombs
everything in its site leaving just rubble and chaos.
Politics and policies change daily with shock
results; those that want to go back to the past, those that want reform and
those just out for power.
It is clear that all the old ways do not work and
serve anymore and yet no one politician is brave enough to come out of the debt
economy, rape of the planet, chemical- sing and polluting. For sure some want
to give free energy, energy medicine and clean food and water and with
transport being run on fusion and magnet technology, some of these are threatened, blocked and killed.
The populace feels the urge for freeing up the
world and humanity, they have a choice to do what they can to live a new way
but are hampered by the greedy profit only politicians and fanatic religious
leaders and so a violent protest is often seen beaten back by law enforcement
officers who catch the mood of frustration and forget their humanity and beat
up the public and their bosses endorse it for fear of anarchy.
Many people go to work to bolster up failing
economies or join the armed forces to smash down any trouble. The jobs are often boring and only just pay
the mortgage and food bills with robots coming to replace them in many places
so some individuals reflect the shattered rubble cities and their lives in
tatters in bits and pieces, domestic violence, child abuse, broken homes, debt
and austerity, whilst many wealthy people live in outlandish luxury and cause
bitterness and jealousy in the less well off.
There are many resignations from high office,
corruption and fraud, unscrupulous landlords and local councils deprived of
money and make stringent cuts to vital services.
Many are faced with severe problems and doctors
are prescribing more anti depressant tablets, the opiates and other drugs with
far reaching side effects. Many who
cannot afford recreational drugs as it were overdose on prescription ones.
Who will save us, will the Messiah’s return, where
is the Knight in Shinning White Armour?
When these saviours do not turn up and we get frustrated and lose all
hope we do not know where to turn.
Of course it easy to say practise Yoga, Tai Chi,
Qi Gong, Pilate's, go to the Gym, listen to soothing music, take hot bathes, eat
nourishing food and take supplements of course you must meditate. Many in
severe conditions would not see this as good advice and could not afford it
either.
It feels as though this is a purging of years and
years of tyranny and abuse, the collective unconscious is full and it is
purifying and detoxing itself, the puss is pouring out of the collective
abscess, the boil and tumour of the world collective ethos.
Our skies are full of aeroplanes that pour poison
on us, the food is chemicalised and all the rest, this is the chemical
equivalent to noxious thoughts and emotions, stifled over the years by
oppression and torture.
When faced with two decisions and one cannot
decide do the third. The mind then comes to a halt; there is a blank, what is
the third? Instead of trying to logically try and search for an alternative,
rest in the blank as it were, relax into it, let the searching mind quieten
down, breathe and relax, look into the body and mindfully relax any tension and
stiffness, then rest and be quiet and still.
To be sure of hitting the target wherever your
arrow falls call it the target. When your
arrow lands draw a circle around it and you always have a bull’s eye.
What now then; go out and fire some
arrows-----cheeky.
SHACK
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These pictures portray and symbolise the dilemma we find today many minds in chaos and rubble searching vainly for the past that was contained in them. Who will build them a new home and a new mind. Yes a building may house them again but who will build a new mind and make this mind refreshed and whole. SHACK
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