Sunday, 15 November 2020

SHACK 872 YOURSELF

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When you get near the truth of yourself it strips away the false beliefs and programmes and the energy bound up in them is released and the energy released begins to surge through the meridians, neuronal pathways and so cause an increase with which the body's nervous system is not accustomed too. Its like the walls of the dam have been breached and as one is usually able to monitor by the sluice gates or plug a hole, now the pressure is so great that great wide holes appear and the flood is on.

It can be so powerful that it can drive one to madness or at least the feeling of it. Accompanying this should one be so fortunate to have a revelation of some of the beliefs, programmes and agendas and one can get the sense of what bound them together and not only one's own stuff but that of the world especially now at the time of the COVID-19 supposed virus and the agenda of lock downs, utter surveillance and dystopia that this could lead too either by the accidental leak of the Altitude Pneumonia Syndrome like symptoms or a contrived 'leak' intended to break the world's population and get them into utter servitude either way it is sinister.

Even with all the meditation and awareness I have accrued there is an energy in me impelling me on and on, huge revelations and writing which take me out of every day comfort zone and former routines and sweeping away reason and logic, this is a runaway train taking me to an unknown destination with very few platforms to rest, I stay up late, eat the wrong foods, miss exercise, watch crass films very little meditation and yet I feel it in the background, a silent yet humming throb and it suffices.  

This is a huge opportunity for the world and individuals to take stock of ourselves and when lock down with virus is over, will the world ethos return to the old worn out patterns which afforded a back handed sense of reality and a known fragile security or be a brave new world and launch out into a more sustainable caring and sharing global population caring not only for itself as human beings but for nature and her occupants, in fact will I seize the opportunity?

This tirade, this rant, this energy of lock down for the populace and causing depression, anger and rebellion and for me the quietness and less pollution and breaking so many habits and the energy to be able assess and see the rush and power to dramatically move and turn out redundant habits, routines and rituals which remove the floorboards and presumably and up to now safe foundations although in truth they have always been tenuous and shaky and never had the courage or the right timing to do such a radical shift.

This tsunami is not leading me to new beliefs, programmes or agendas but into the emptiness of peace and hopefully tranquillity an emptiness which is not that of depression and despair, blackness and no will to live but a sense of freedom and fearlessness the emptier the better, the lack of thought enhances my memory long and short term and the internal dialogue, mind chatter and fantasy's, day dreams seem less as is the need for sleep. The mind chatter and fantasy still arise in a lazy haphazard way and they mean less and my awareness 'catches' the initial energy surge, the trigger and switch which energised the former mind sets and patterns. 

I have seen several cases where this energy of kundulini, chi, ki or whatever rips through one spontaneously and has driven people to madness and had to be sanctioned or some spiritual practices such as Kundulini Yoga, Tantric Yoga some extreme forms of Kung Fu, fasting and herbal with Shamanic practice which is not supervised by a competent supervisor can rip away the fabric and veneer of a persons, nay, a community and even a country foundational, rational, logical and psychological 'norm' and a mass or individual calamity of madness, suicide, self harming and an incoherent shambling nowhere to go and do besets oneself or those at large. Such is becoming apparent in the world today 2020. 

Physical symptoms are abundant; the crown and throat chakra, the whirling unsteadiness as if I am being spiralled up to a dimension above logic and technology science and mainstream academia and religious, philosophical and political agendas and postulates. 

Former meaningful paraphernalia have but a shadowy existence and I wonder what on Earth was and is their use and function. There is an amazing feeling 'of this is surreal', a sort of bizarre awake daytime nightmare, which backs up my feeling of a world of illusion, delusion, impermanence, a world built on layers of atoms which in themselves are 99.99% empty just waves and assumed particles, yes Eastern Philosophy and practices mention and go into it, The Buddha and co., knew the existence of non existence and as my ego is enthralled, overwhelmed, undone and in upheaval and yes in awe as it is reluctantly, er not so reluctant  and beginning to voluntarily relinquish many of its 'treasured hypothesis' and somehow comes to terms with the incoming 'no data' that is required in this reconfiguration and shift.

I have feeling that the song lyrics below may have caught the song writers mind as to the way the world was going and the meanings behind life---some say they were disillusioned and depressed---maybe?



Mad World
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head, I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world, mad world
Children waiting for the day, they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher, tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world, mad world
Enlarge your world
Mad world
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Roland Orzabal
Mad World lyrics © Songtrust Ave, BMG Rights Management

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