Sunday, 24 March 2024

SHACK 4015 HASTY

 

Wake Up International


I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO?

DO NOTHING

DOING NOTHING IS ANOTHER 

SUBTLE PART OF  DOING

SHACK aka GEOFF

Wednesday, 6 March 2024

SHACK 4014 MATRIX and YELLOW SUBMARINE.

Beetles Memorabilia


 Lyrics

In the town where I was bornLived a man who sailed to seaAnd he told us of his lifeIn the land of submarinesSo we sailed on to the sun'Til we found a sea of greenAnd we lived beneath the wavesIn our yellow submarine
We all live in a yellow submarineYellow submarine, yellow submarineWe all live in a yellow submarineYellow submarine, yellow submarine
And our friends are all aboardMany more of them live next doorAnd the band begins to play
We all live in a yellow submarineYellow submarine, yellow submarineWe all live in a yellow submarineYellow submarine, yellow submarine
Full steam ahead, Mister Boatswain, full steam aheadFull steam ahead it is, Sergeant(Cut the cable, drop the cable)Aye-aye, sir, aye-ayeCaptain, captain
As we live a life of ease (a life of ease)Every one of us (every one of us)Has all we need (has all we need)Sky of blue (sky of blue)And sea of green (sea of green)In our yellow (in our yellow)Submarine (submarine, aha)
We all live in a yellow submarineA yellow submarine, yellow submarineWe all live in a yellow submarineA yellow submarine, yellow submarineWe all live in a yellow submarineYellow submarine, yellow submarineWe all live in a yellow submarineYellow submarine, yellow submarine
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: John Lennon / Paul McCartney
Hello and welcome. What has the submarine and the matrix have in common. Then one can add in vectors with algorithms. When we see cults, religions, groups following certain ethics, political, cultural, social and fashion conscious trends we separate ourselves from one another and although diversity can be very nourishing, it can be if it becomes obsessive and become a 'bone of contention' and break up relationships and can in extreme measures become a war and then atrocities and abuse. It depends on what colour submarine you choose.
Matrix Code
In many of my articles I have gone into brain washing and inculcation and whilst many find comfort, solace, security in their individual submarines (lifestyles) there are those who feel that it is not a requirement or necessity to have any at all and this could lead just to wild ego lust and abandonment and it can become unruly. This is not the same as the 'empty' mind which has felt the touch of ecstasy and inner peace of having been through the inculcations and followed the fact that many have just followed the traditions and social etiquettes and life styles of their parental traditions and have done over many thousands of years.
Nanci Deutsch


 Many of us perhaps cannot see how the stripping of brain washed inculcations can happen, it is conceived of as loss of morality, wantonness, wild unkempt. destructive ego lust and fervent ego agendas carried out without respect or compassion. So the submarines lose their colours and one can feel lost at 'sea' as it were.
However when one intellectually realises these safety brain washed mind submarines can isolate and yet feel secure and then realise the whole world populations live in their isolated matrices and this has been since tribal days to now (March 2024) and we see a war torn world. The torpedoes of the various factions aiming at the bows of other submarines(and those with nuclear deterrents on board, perhaps we see the roots in brain washing and supreme matrix commander and of course algorithms come into the command structures as well as vectors.
 
  
Storytel
Then comes the idea by some, by the way a long held dream, yes we do away with the coloured submarines, the sects, religions, ideologies of the past and we make up a NEW WORLD ORDER (UN,WHO, WEF and many other groups and cabals now and many throughout history---eugenics, technocracy, AI and facial recognition, digital surveillance and so on)  this is a selected human populace in one large submarine. This the ultimate ego brain washed summit hoped and dreamt from Genghis Khan( and before him) Julius Caesar, Hitler and others and a world of their choice.
  
Bridging the Gap
At the first when the intellectual logical mind recognises. 'oh my I am a clone, a programme with a few bits and pieces of my own mind expression it can be a shock and a sort of light goes on, where is my security, my culture, my stability and security, surely this will leave me identityless'? Then gradually if the shock wears off and one does not go to alcohol, drugs, sexual distraction or just blindly takes up a all consuming pastime or hobby and has the courage to explore the 'GAP'  and in some cases falls into the gap and some steadily treading the path of immersion and keep testing the waters, the gap formerly seen perhaps as boring vacuum, a nothing, a mental collapse can feel comfortable with very little thought and an inner peace begins to blossom. This like myself is an ongoing path and the slow trail and as bits of my conditioning over many years begin to fall away after a very early awakening and some just drop into it and then have an disconnect.

Stop the world and let me off
I'm tired of going 'round and 'round
I've played the game of love and lost
Hey, stop the world and let me off

[Verse 1]
My dreams have shattered, don't you see?
That you no longer care for me
I miss the wonder of your kiss
How could you leave me here like this?

[Chorus]
Hey, stop the world and let me off
I'm tired of going 'round and 'round
I've played the game of love and lost
Hey, stop the world and let me off

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Verse 2]
My dreams have shattered, don't you see?
That you no longer care for me
I miss the wonder of your kiss
How could you leave me here like this?
Alamy

Monday, 4 March 2024

SHACK 4013 THE GUTTER

Alamay

Many years back my mentors said most of us are like gutters and we do not smell the stench because we put air fresheners over the rancid purifying crud underneath. We put disinfectants over the terrible looking and feeling smells. I bit like  deodorants, wallpaper over the cracks.

When I was psychotherapist, healer, and workshop presenter I had many a person reveal their 'dark' stuff and it helped me release my own. In Forensics the massacred bodies, the blood and gore, the smells and horror can shock one and set one onto a very negative and revengeful future action. This is vastly different to workshops and therapy, in fact many police and forensic officers often need therapy but ignore it or go to drugs, sex, alcohol and sometimes commit the atrocities they have seen. In fact there can be a problem in many Police forces with racial, sexual and homophobic, LGBT  and so on. 

In my early days of training and my Japanese, Chinese and my own psychotherapist mentors I started to face my gutter and it is only now I am getting the remnants and owning and facing the horrors that surface after 45 years, (85 now) its not enough to acknowledge that in past lives I might have done this or that and say glibly, yes I could have been this or that and I am no better than the next person who also may have these or similar thoughts, feelings and and actions. Yet they were intellectual acknowledgement they were not properly owned.
Amazon

When in my early days I met a man who was an asylum seeker from the early Hungarian rising in 1956, he managed to become a wealthy man and deal in property, he also started and filmed a huge pornography business, I came to his home where there was a live shoot going on and it was the most graphic porn I had ever seen other than on 'blue' films. I was there on a therapy emergency call. He greeted me and some of the porn girls thought I was the new 'stud' and were trying to undress me, I had watched for some twenty minutes before he noticed me and stopped. I ran out of the house, disgusted and judgemental, later on I wished to go back and partake, I had such a sexual urge. Luckily for me I had a girlfriend and she understood my need. I lost her because I wanted to do more erotic stuff and I had to own I was as lusty as the porn stars although money became the motive after a while for them.

Then in Forensics one can wonder what goes on the mind of this rapist or murderer, this abuser, this mindless rage and blood lust, the power to control, to be master and lord. I have had soldiers and police come to therapy vastly disturbed by their urges, some were so dense and deep I had to refer them onto some psychiatrists that I trusted and their clinics, some had to be restrained in certain institutions and I have felt red anger and deep resentment, judgemental issues and had to acknowledge them own them and explore them sometimes with help so as to not let them fester and build up and then do something to harm another.  I have to deal like many with my childhood issues, I was never beaten or verbally abused but ignored and never recognised and have always sought the approval and love from elsewhere, some from escort girls, some from fantasies and some from my own rule of thumb and mind agendas, the disciplines, the prayers, the pleading to God, the lack of self worth and confidence and thank goodness I am dealing and owning them deeply and not just 'well we all like this, this is the the human condition, its been like this since humanity stepped on Earth, its all in the holy bibles you know'.  
 
Forgiveness
Redemption; the action of saving or being saved from sin, error, or evil. Absolution; formal release from guilt, obligation, or punishment. Exoneration; the action of officially absolving someone from blame; vindication. Exculpate; show or declare that (someone) is not guilty of wrongdoing.

Do all these above get at the real emotional seed. The guilt the switch on the replay button to make one feel wrong, sinned and blamed and yet looking into guilt it can fester and the replays get worse and then build up and cause a trauma, an  act of harm and often looked into with skill and listening only to find  it was an imposed duty, a brain washed sin of a religion or cult and the naked natural mind intuits harm and compassion. Other psychological aspects could be treated as such. I knew a very well known consultant psychiatrist who was used by royalty, the police and Military and we discussed the above and he glibly said' look old boy you read too much into it we are all like this and once we know it we can do something about it' He was found to be hiding and abusing two teenagers in imprisoning them for many years and he had raped several other teens of both sexes, when I went to see him in the mental ward, he said, ' well old boy we're all like that'. Yes we are if we do not own it and explore and find help if needed.

I am always owning my stuff and yet it seems endless, however we have to look into life styles that feed the reptilian brain, the mammalian brain, the limbic brain, the neocortex brain and the emerging Frontal lobe which in the future will be fully named binaural Brain of the Homo energetica Spiritulana ( Homo Luminous).

 SHACK aka  Geoff

SHACK 4012 BUSY DOING NOTHING


Songwriters: Johnny Burke / Jimmy Heusen-van

Busy Doing Nothing lyrics © Burke-van-heusen Inc

La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la                                          La-la-la-la-la-la                                                           

Laa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

We're busy doin' nothin' Workin' the whole day through Tryin' to find lots of things not to do We're busy goin' nowhere Isn't it just a crime We'd like to be unhappy, but We never do have the time

I have to watch the river To see that it doesn't stop And stick around the rosebuds So they'll know when to pop And keep the crickets cheerful They're really a solemn bunch Hustle, bustle And only an hour for lunch

La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

We're busy doin' nothin' Workin' the whole day through Tryin' to find lots of things not to do We're busy goin' nowhere Isn't it just a crime We'd like to be unhappy, but We never do have the time

I have to wake the Sun up He's liable to sleep all day And then inspect the rainbows So they'll be bright and gay I must rehearse the songbirds To see that they sing in key Hustle, bustle And never a moment free

We're busy doin' nothin' Workin' the whole day through Tryin' to find lots of things not to do We're busy going nowhere Isn't it just a crime We'd like to be unhappy, but We never do have the time

I have to meet a turtle I'm teachin' him how to swim Then I have to shine the dewdrops You know they're looking rather dim I told my friend, the robin I'd buy him a brand new vest Hustle, bustle We never do have We never do have We never do, never do Never do, never do, never do have the time Never do have the time

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Johnny Burke / Jimmy Heusen-van

Busy Doing Nothing lyrics © Burke-van-heusen Inc

 The Zen Master looked at a flag moving in the wind, the monks came and said to him 'does the wind cause the flag to wave and if so who caused the wind? Master, neither it is only your mind that moves!?

They came to him lounging on the lovely chair in his porch and they said ' you are a lazy critter, you just lounge about probably lazy and depressed, you are a waste of space' Are you happy when you do nothing he said'? No we fidget and we must do something and if the world were like you we would have no food, money and the good things of life' Do you have the cell /mobile phone with you all the time, even beside your bed, do you have the radio or TV or computer on most of the time, do you have to take sleeping pills, or listen to tapes or have porny thoughts to get you to sleep'?  'Mostly they said' 'Well I have none of these he said'  'Well I guess we are all different and have different choices they said' 'So why did you call me a lazy critter and perhaps depressed'? They went away saying 'You're a nutter, a weirdo, a freak you contribute nothing to society, you should be ashamed' He went back to lounging on his chair. Little did they know of his past and history. Maybe the Do’ (道) in SHACK 4010 has something to do with it?

I was in a caravan in Scotland with my late wife many years ago and we had a great friend with us, the caravan was small so Gill slept at one end and I slept on our cases in the middle and our friend on the other end, they were single pull out beds, its a long story but the bookings got mixed up. Our friend eat bacon and eggs for breakfast, we had fruit and porridge, he smoked albeit outside the the caravan, all day he had earphones on and at bedtime had a small radio on all night, which I switched off when he was asleep, we were at Findhorn and wanted the peace and the spiritual upliftment. He knew this and said just getting away from his London environment was his meditation. Well we spent three weeks like this and we got along. The caravan smelt of cooking of bacon and various cooked meals which I our friend indulged in----were we saints to put up with him or was he the saint who put up with us? I still don't know the answer I guess somehow the respect and love we had for one another may have be a factor.

For the last three months or so I have been the lounging man and all my rituals, disciplines and meditations have gone by the wayside, I started to feel guilty, my spiritual images seemed to be useless, my body felt dozy and heavy and once I realised this is a change in me, a radical shift, that I did not have to meditate, pray fervently, just be grateful to be alive and thinking being driven out naturally when I say driven , not by force but of no use, science seemed useless as it refuses to shift, medical stuff became boring and just was busy doing nothing and in that meditation was there all of the time a quiet sort of low humming joy and once the guilt  by the deeply imbedded programming of spiritual practices, the 'right' foods to eat and the impositions that I thought I didn't have and wrote about the empty mind 'haha' came to surface the ghost I thought was not there, surfaced I went through at first sheer hell. My friends did not berate me though although they felt love and wanted to help when I asked them to just listen and give me space.

So now I'll lounge and eat what feels OK and hopefully the Do’ (道) will move me on in someway or another or maybe not. 'Does the fallen leaf move or does it need the wind or decay to metamorphize into the unknown next step should there be one'?

GEOFF AKA SHACK