There was once a king who ruled his people well; as well as could be expected for a people who had a need to be ruled.
The king had a son that was his favorite. The prince was next-in-line to be the king.
When the prince reached his teen-age years, the behavior of his father began to change. The king was gone from his kingdom more often than usual and for longer periods of time. His reasons given for these prolonged absences were obviously untrue, and the prince began to wonder what was happening to the king as his behavior had become more erratic as time passed.
The king gradually lost touch with his family as it reached a point where he was gone more than he was there in the kingdom. He no longer had time to spend with his son and they grew apart.
Unlike earlier days, the king’s decisions handed down upon his subjects were often unjust, favoring the party having the most money. Also, he had taken to counting his gold and the task often kept him occupied for much of the day.
But the worst actions of the king did not surface until after the fire. The granary had burned down on the outskirts of the village. With winter coming on, this did not bode well for the villagers.
The king immediately blamed the kingdom of the east, a land comprised of people who were said to hold strange beliefs and customs that were mostly unknown to the villagers. The king told the villagers tales of religious intolerance and punishment to anyone who went against the will of their ruler of the east. He told them that not only should they seek retribution against those who would have them starve but this would also free the people of the kingdom of the east from further oppression by their evil king.
The prince remembered the king saying all of this just after the fire. He also remembered the prolonged trip the king had taken just a few weeks before.
During that time, the prince had decided to follow the king on his journey. The prince remained out of sight from the king’s caravan as their tracks in the desert sand guided him along the way.
Interestingly, the first place that the king had gone to visit was the kingdom of the east! The prince noted that the king had disguised himself while in public and then had met with the ruler of the kingdom of the east. The prince did not know what they had discussed.
But the king was not finished with his trip. After he left the kingdom of the east, the next place his father went to visit was what was known to his people as the kingdom of darkness. When interacting with the people in this kingdom, the prince saw that the king certainly did not travel incognito and was recognized and treated as if he was their king.
“Wait a minute,” thought the prince watching the peasants groveling in the dirt before his father. “That’s exactly what he is to them. He is their king also!”
During those times in which he was gone from the kingdom of his own family, the king had been ruling over another. But even a king cannot serve two masters.
The prince’s people had always been told that those in the kingdom of darkness were insane. They saw everyone else in other kingdoms as their inferiors by birth while they sacrificed the innocent to their god of war. Because they were a small kingdom and could not often overcome their enemies by brute force, they were said to be skilled in the art of deception.
“And their king is our king” the prince thought to his horror.
But there was even more for the prince to learn on this day. The king then stood before this dark kingdom and actually told them the truth:
“Greetings my subjects,” said the king. “Our plans will soon be accomplished,” he said with a malevolent smile. “Soon, we will launch an attack upon one kingdom and blame it on another. This will turn both of our enemies upon each other. After we have enough of them kill each other off, we will betray the ruler of the kingdom of the east, as I promised him more gold and power for selling out his own people. He, of course, will be put to the sword also.”
The peasants laughed heartily.
“You are my chosen so I will tell you the truth,” said the king. Our overall plan is to expand our kingdom while destroying all others!”
The peasants cheered.
At the end of his speech, the peasants were allowed to share in a huge outdoor banquet. Few of them realized that the food had been taken from the fruits of their own labor and was now being fed back to them as if it were a gift.
The prince left the village still shaken trying to process what he had heard. Just about everything he had ever learned from the king had been a lie. Somewhere down the line, the king had sold out his own people in his thirst for wanting power over all people.
The prince now found himself faced with a dilemma. Should he try to expose the actions of the king to his people? How could he convince them that what he said was true when he could only tell them what he himself had seen and heard? Obviously, his life would be in great danger from the king if he chose to follow this path.
Or should he keep his mouth shut. After all, he was heir to the throne and all of this would be under his control once the king passed on.
During the time in which he had followed the king into foreign lands, the Prince had come to an understanding. He had seen how power over others corrupted the soul and no longer wanted any part of it.
Now remembering how recently his father had lied about those responsible for the fire, the Prince knew what he had to do. Sadly, he could already envision the difficulties of trying to convince people that the king was a traitorous liar and they didn’t have to live as slaves anymore. How do you convince those who think they are free?
But mostly, he knew that his most difficult task would be to keep them from transferring their obedience to the king onto the prince himself. He wanted the villagers to rule themselves. That meant that even if he survived this rebellion, he would have to leave society or be worshipped as a god by small minds who had no access to the kingdom within.
In a moment of clarity, the prince remembered the timeless stories of those who had come before him. Always, there had been those who had given up so much only to be turned upon by those they had attempted to set free.
It was his time now. Even with all the risks, the reward for humanity was too great not to try.
Saturday, December 30, 2017
Saturday, December 9, 2017
The Nobility of Servitude
The American delusion of freedom continues despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary.
Committing legalized murder from these wars on such a grand scale as well as the same people subsidizing the puppets on both sides is no road to liberty but to servitude, death and destruction. As usual, “opposing sides” of these wars are supported by the same people using taxpayer money and black ops profits taken from such things as the opium trade in Afghanistan. The American government is now the biggest drug dealer along with the biggest arms dealer in the world.
Are we free not to have to pay for these endless wars of aggression? Are we free not to have to pay for the Police State build-up all around us? Are we free not to have to pay for our own surveillance by using appliances and electronic devices? As far as venturing out into the public sector these days, we continue to be tracked by our own phones while cameras are watching us at all times. The cost of the equipment and continual upgrades in new technology in the stores is added to the price of the products we purchase produced by off-site slave laborers in 3rd World countries.
And look at the corporations we get to choose from. We basically have two computer companies that monopolize the industry, one run by a Eugenicist and the other requiring suicide nets built around their factories. Not such a Merry Christmas for those falling under the yoke of these corporations and those who profit from them.
America has become an open sewer of corruption that has seeped into the core of all our institutions. At this point, the only reason they exist is to remind us of the nobility of our servitude.
With each step up the corporate/government ladder, one must be willing to relinquish more of their freedom of choice as conscience has no place in the company. Only profits and power matter and should be accomplished at all costs. We are now forced to make the wrong decisions or find work elsewhere.
The lesson will continue until it is understood. No one is meant to rule another. And it’s well past time for us to realize that our leaders have become our rulers.
Committing legalized murder from these wars on such a grand scale as well as the same people subsidizing the puppets on both sides is no road to liberty but to servitude, death and destruction. As usual, “opposing sides” of these wars are supported by the same people using taxpayer money and black ops profits taken from such things as the opium trade in Afghanistan. The American government is now the biggest drug dealer along with the biggest arms dealer in the world.
Are we free not to have to pay for these endless wars of aggression? Are we free not to have to pay for the Police State build-up all around us? Are we free not to have to pay for our own surveillance by using appliances and electronic devices? As far as venturing out into the public sector these days, we continue to be tracked by our own phones while cameras are watching us at all times. The cost of the equipment and continual upgrades in new technology in the stores is added to the price of the products we purchase produced by off-site slave laborers in 3rd World countries.
And look at the corporations we get to choose from. We basically have two computer companies that monopolize the industry, one run by a Eugenicist and the other requiring suicide nets built around their factories. Not such a Merry Christmas for those falling under the yoke of these corporations and those who profit from them.
America has become an open sewer of corruption that has seeped into the core of all our institutions. At this point, the only reason they exist is to remind us of the nobility of our servitude.
With each step up the corporate/government ladder, one must be willing to relinquish more of their freedom of choice as conscience has no place in the company. Only profits and power matter and should be accomplished at all costs. We are now forced to make the wrong decisions or find work elsewhere.
The lesson will continue until it is understood. No one is meant to rule another. And it’s well past time for us to realize that our leaders have become our rulers.
Saturday, December 2, 2017
Big Picture
Life is a strange and wondrous occurrence. I’m still not sure if it’s even real or that we are in some kind of computer simulation.
We are cast into this world completely dependent upon those who are destined to let us down. Due to this, we all carry with us some sort of “Stockholm syndrome” experience that warps us. If our parents don’t put us through it, we’ll be given any number of “authority” figures out there to play tyrant.
Due to our dependency from the beginning, we don’t really know anything about life. Because our parents also suffer from this same strange form of arrested development, they feed our souls to the very institutions that did them in. Strangely, about the only thing that our parents ever give us of value is what they have discovered through the cracks of their own indoctrination.
For some of us and for reasons that I will never fully understand, we are meant to see through the façade and start finding our own way out of this maze that leads so many astray. It’s sort of like those computer-generated pictures that hide 3-D images in plain sight. Most will never see the hidden image at all. But those who do want to see it again as it goes from both beautiful to horrific but it’s the closest thing to being real that we have ever seen.
After finding it, we soon discover that the image disappears when we look away from it, even for a moment. So, we retreat within ourselves to seek that which is without image or form, only understanding.
With this understanding comes an obligation to at least try to get others to take a closer look at the picture being painted for them. The truth hides in plain sight.
If we are to find our way out, these second-hand belief systems must be brought into question. They are not there to assist us in this life; they have been put in place to control us.
Nowhere is this more apparent than those minds who serve some institutionalized religion. Yet the most convincing lies also have their sprinkling of truth. Unfortunately, that truth has been twisted into suiting the purposes of our rulers.
The Jesus story is a case in point. If you wish to believe in the literal story even though it has been told no less than 16 other times throughout recorded history, that’s your business. But if the story is more about blind faith in an image than wanting to more fully understand the nature of the character described, I want no part of it.
I don’t believe in any external Savior; at least not as an individual. We are all meant to seek out the attributes of the character in the story. We are drawn to them as we somehow know that the picture will become clearer as we choose to follow a certain inner path.
The Savior story has profound meaning when taken in the true spirit in which it has been offered. It only deteriorates after hearing the threats that come after it. It is a story of standing for your truth even when threatened with death. It means doing so alone if need be. It means that there is no excuse for initiation of aggression, as the Savior character would never do such a thing and still be able to call himself a Savior. It can also mean trading in your cloak for a sword to defend against those who do.
Whether this is all part of the game, I don’t know. But the time for sitting on the fence is drawing to a close. Each of us as individuals will soon be forced to decide for ourselves just exactly what we serve. From the soldier under orders to aggress upon his own people to the looters of a collapsed society that justifies the need for the soldier in the first place, our individual choices are coming soon and the culmination of those choices has everything to do with the fate of us all.
Take time to look more closely at the big picture. Find a moment of stillness so it can be revealed. Our beliefs create our world. They might as well be our own.
We are cast into this world completely dependent upon those who are destined to let us down. Due to this, we all carry with us some sort of “Stockholm syndrome” experience that warps us. If our parents don’t put us through it, we’ll be given any number of “authority” figures out there to play tyrant.
Due to our dependency from the beginning, we don’t really know anything about life. Because our parents also suffer from this same strange form of arrested development, they feed our souls to the very institutions that did them in. Strangely, about the only thing that our parents ever give us of value is what they have discovered through the cracks of their own indoctrination.
For some of us and for reasons that I will never fully understand, we are meant to see through the façade and start finding our own way out of this maze that leads so many astray. It’s sort of like those computer-generated pictures that hide 3-D images in plain sight. Most will never see the hidden image at all. But those who do want to see it again as it goes from both beautiful to horrific but it’s the closest thing to being real that we have ever seen.
After finding it, we soon discover that the image disappears when we look away from it, even for a moment. So, we retreat within ourselves to seek that which is without image or form, only understanding.
With this understanding comes an obligation to at least try to get others to take a closer look at the picture being painted for them. The truth hides in plain sight.
If we are to find our way out, these second-hand belief systems must be brought into question. They are not there to assist us in this life; they have been put in place to control us.
Nowhere is this more apparent than those minds who serve some institutionalized religion. Yet the most convincing lies also have their sprinkling of truth. Unfortunately, that truth has been twisted into suiting the purposes of our rulers.
The Jesus story is a case in point. If you wish to believe in the literal story even though it has been told no less than 16 other times throughout recorded history, that’s your business. But if the story is more about blind faith in an image than wanting to more fully understand the nature of the character described, I want no part of it.
I don’t believe in any external Savior; at least not as an individual. We are all meant to seek out the attributes of the character in the story. We are drawn to them as we somehow know that the picture will become clearer as we choose to follow a certain inner path.
The Savior story has profound meaning when taken in the true spirit in which it has been offered. It only deteriorates after hearing the threats that come after it. It is a story of standing for your truth even when threatened with death. It means doing so alone if need be. It means that there is no excuse for initiation of aggression, as the Savior character would never do such a thing and still be able to call himself a Savior. It can also mean trading in your cloak for a sword to defend against those who do.
Whether this is all part of the game, I don’t know. But the time for sitting on the fence is drawing to a close. Each of us as individuals will soon be forced to decide for ourselves just exactly what we serve. From the soldier under orders to aggress upon his own people to the looters of a collapsed society that justifies the need for the soldier in the first place, our individual choices are coming soon and the culmination of those choices has everything to do with the fate of us all.
Take time to look more closely at the big picture. Find a moment of stillness so it can be revealed. Our beliefs create our world. They might as well be our own.
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