Deano
Our “weights” are the emotional gunge in our subconscious, our programmed sense of self and reality, and the endless mind-numbing claptrap that assaults our eyes and ears via the media, the education
(indoctrination) system, politicians, economists, and all the other mind doctors selling us their view of what our reality should be. In short, the eggshell. Without those influences, that weight on our mind and emotions, the bird would have flown a long time ago. These are the influences that create the light at the bottom of the bottle, hypnotising us and keeping us in ignorance of our true and infinite self. I remember listening to a tape of the late Bill Hicks, the American comedian I mentioned before. He was talking about a film called Basic Instinct. His summary of the film: “Piece a shit”. However, great debate ensued about the picture. Was it too this or too that? Much of this “debate” was hyped to promote the movie and Bill Hicks offered the following advice:
It’s a piece a shit, walk away.
If humanity did that more often, it would not waste its energy day after day on irrelevant debate and argument over “issues” that are only there to divert us from what really matters - our own evolution out of
ignorance and our own ability to love and be loved. But we get hooked in by these manufactured debates and diversions. We see irrelevant events and statements as vitally important, instead of walking away and seeing them for what they are: irrelevant diversions. It’s fascinating to observe, as your mind expands and the cell door creaks open, how the
issues and concerns that occupy our minds, screw us up, and give us a bad sense of self, simply don’t matter. We are just conditioned to think they matter and so we expend our energies and wind up our emotions worrying about things that others programme us to believe are important. Are we too fat? Are we too thin? Are we too tall? Are we too small? Are our breasts big enough? Are our willies big enough? Are we losing the hair on our heads? Do we have too much hair on our bodies? Are we wearing the latest uniform (sorry fashion) that someone we have never met has decided is “in”? We are deluged by advertisers and the television “programmes” funded by advertisers which tell us how we should be, look, and feel. You’ve got a wrinkle on your face? Oh, my dear, your life is over. It’s the end of the road. Unless, that is, you buy this super-duper face oil named after somewhere that sounds exotic. It will save your life. Hey, look at this curvy, sun-tanned, blonde we paid vast sums to show her bum on a beach. Buy our oil and that could be you. (Author leaves word processor in order to vomit.)
In Hollywood, the home of self and mass delusion, there are more face lifts and hair transplants per square mile than probably anywhere else on the planet. It is no wonder. The Hollywood mentality is the ultimate illusion and it is obsessed with the physical senses. Its industry, its very reason for being, is based on illusion, with false backdrops, false sunlight, and plastic, artificial emotions, as two actors who can’t stand each other come together for a warm caress. Hollywood is a wonder to observe and symbolises magnificently the illusions that keep the human mind enslaved. It sells to the mass psyche its version of history and of what is beautiful, successful, and important.
It is a world of fear, insincerity and insecurity: you were brilliant darling, what was I like? Oh Dorothy darling, I’m so glad you won the Oscar (lucky *****). Their sense of self comes not from what they are, but from how they are perceived by those who control the illusion machine and by an audience conditioned by the illusion machine. So plastic surgeons (why don’t they melt?) and hair transplanters have a licence to print money in this never-never-land.
Yes folks, this is what you can aspire to. These are the stars, the image A few questions for those who buy this idea that there is somehow an ideal shape, height, weight, hairstyle, age or willy size. Who says?
Who decided that? Did you decide that because it was your original thought or because that is what you have been conditioned to believe? The latter, almost certainly. What’s more if your friends and family have been conditioned to believe the same (and most of them have) you feel an even greater pressure to aspire to that manufactured image of physical perfection. I saw a documentary about Hollywood men in which this guy’s sex life had been destroyed by an operation that went wrong... an operation to fill his willy with fat from another part of his body to make it look bigger.
Uhhhhhh! I know, I know, my eyes are watering too. My God, what’s happened to us? What happened to our infinity of understanding,
Oneness and self love? I think it bought a movie ticket. Is it just me? I mean what does it matter if someone has a larger or smaller body than the “ideal”. Does it make them a bad person? No. Does it make them less intelligent? No. Does it make them less able to give and receive love? No. So what does it make them, then, what’s the big deal? It makes them different to the conditioned version of “normality”, that’s all. And what is this “norm”? Is it normal to be a suntanned blonde with a polished smile showing her bum to a camera? I’ve just come back from town and I didn’t see one of them anywhere. I would have noticed, I’m sure. All I saw were people of different shapes, colours and sizes adding to the variety of life and experience. Not a bare bum or sun tan in sight. And what’s this terror that men have of losing their hair? Oh my life’s over, women won’t be attracted
to me.. save my hair, take it from my armpits, anywhere, Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh ! !! Let’s just go through this again: when you lose your hair does it make you a bad person? No. Does it make you less intelligent? No. Does it make you less able to give and receive love? No. What’s more, it doesn’t even make you different. Look around you, most men lose their hair. And get this: what would be our reaction if we lived on a planet in which the physical body had no hair on its head and suddenly it started to grow? Oh my life’s over, women won’t be attracted to me.. remove my hair, stick it under my armpits, anywhere, Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!! Exactly. It’s just conditioning, that’s all it is.
The irony of all this, and the knowledge that will end the manipulation of human emotions by the multibillion-dollar-hate-your-body industry, is that there is no need for all these potions and creams and willy surgeons. Our bodies are a reflection of our sense of self. They are a physical expression of our mind and emotions. You can see in the faces of people if they have been through extreme emotional pain. It is written in their features. People who eat a lot and create bigger bodies for themselves are invariably manifesting in their eating habits an emotional torment of some kind. For them it’s food, for others its drink or drugs,n just a means to escape temporarily from the emotion they wish to shut
out. Our minds control our bodies and our bodies will reflect our state of mind. I have a close friend who has an astonishing connection between mind and body Her whole face changes with her changing emotions. It’s remarkable to see. The faces of the mind-controlled human robots often change as they switch “personalities”. If we feel good about ourselves
we will transmit the same energy to our bodies. If we feel unloved and unwanted, our bodies will manifest that, also. The same goes for aging.
We don’t have to age as we do. We expect to age because that is our reality and so we age. As we evolve towards Oneness, the aging process will slow down and we will live for what appears to us now to be incredible lengths of time. Impossible? Nothing, NOTHING, is impossible. Incidentally, returning to that Hollywood theme, those actors who fear losing their looks or their hair are far more likely to lose them.
(indoctrination) system, politicians, economists, and all the other mind doctors selling us their view of what our reality should be. In short, the eggshell. Without those influences, that weight on our mind and emotions, the bird would have flown a long time ago. These are the influences that create the light at the bottom of the bottle, hypnotising us and keeping us in ignorance of our true and infinite self. I remember listening to a tape of the late Bill Hicks, the American comedian I mentioned before. He was talking about a film called Basic Instinct. His summary of the film: “Piece a shit”. However, great debate ensued about the picture. Was it too this or too that? Much of this “debate” was hyped to promote the movie and Bill Hicks offered the following advice:
It’s a piece a shit, walk away.
If humanity did that more often, it would not waste its energy day after day on irrelevant debate and argument over “issues” that are only there to divert us from what really matters - our own evolution out of
ignorance and our own ability to love and be loved. But we get hooked in by these manufactured debates and diversions. We see irrelevant events and statements as vitally important, instead of walking away and seeing them for what they are: irrelevant diversions. It’s fascinating to observe, as your mind expands and the cell door creaks open, how the
issues and concerns that occupy our minds, screw us up, and give us a bad sense of self, simply don’t matter. We are just conditioned to think they matter and so we expend our energies and wind up our emotions worrying about things that others programme us to believe are important. Are we too fat? Are we too thin? Are we too tall? Are we too small? Are our breasts big enough? Are our willies big enough? Are we losing the hair on our heads? Do we have too much hair on our bodies? Are we wearing the latest uniform (sorry fashion) that someone we have never met has decided is “in”? We are deluged by advertisers and the television “programmes” funded by advertisers which tell us how we should be, look, and feel. You’ve got a wrinkle on your face? Oh, my dear, your life is over. It’s the end of the road. Unless, that is, you buy this super-duper face oil named after somewhere that sounds exotic. It will save your life. Hey, look at this curvy, sun-tanned, blonde we paid vast sums to show her bum on a beach. Buy our oil and that could be you. (Author leaves word processor in order to vomit.)
In Hollywood, the home of self and mass delusion, there are more face lifts and hair transplants per square mile than probably anywhere else on the planet. It is no wonder. The Hollywood mentality is the ultimate illusion and it is obsessed with the physical senses. Its industry, its very reason for being, is based on illusion, with false backdrops, false sunlight, and plastic, artificial emotions, as two actors who can’t stand each other come together for a warm caress. Hollywood is a wonder to observe and symbolises magnificently the illusions that keep the human mind enslaved. It sells to the mass psyche its version of history and of what is beautiful, successful, and important.
It is a world of fear, insincerity and insecurity: you were brilliant darling, what was I like? Oh Dorothy darling, I’m so glad you won the Oscar (lucky *****). Their sense of self comes not from what they are, but from how they are perceived by those who control the illusion machine and by an audience conditioned by the illusion machine. So plastic surgeons (why don’t they melt?) and hair transplanters have a licence to print money in this never-never-land.
Yes folks, this is what you can aspire to. These are the stars, the image A few questions for those who buy this idea that there is somehow an ideal shape, height, weight, hairstyle, age or willy size. Who says?
Who decided that? Did you decide that because it was your original thought or because that is what you have been conditioned to believe? The latter, almost certainly. What’s more if your friends and family have been conditioned to believe the same (and most of them have) you feel an even greater pressure to aspire to that manufactured image of physical perfection. I saw a documentary about Hollywood men in which this guy’s sex life had been destroyed by an operation that went wrong... an operation to fill his willy with fat from another part of his body to make it look bigger.
Uhhhhhh! I know, I know, my eyes are watering too. My God, what’s happened to us? What happened to our infinity of understanding,
Oneness and self love? I think it bought a movie ticket. Is it just me? I mean what does it matter if someone has a larger or smaller body than the “ideal”. Does it make them a bad person? No. Does it make them less intelligent? No. Does it make them less able to give and receive love? No. So what does it make them, then, what’s the big deal? It makes them different to the conditioned version of “normality”, that’s all. And what is this “norm”? Is it normal to be a suntanned blonde with a polished smile showing her bum to a camera? I’ve just come back from town and I didn’t see one of them anywhere. I would have noticed, I’m sure. All I saw were people of different shapes, colours and sizes adding to the variety of life and experience. Not a bare bum or sun tan in sight. And what’s this terror that men have of losing their hair? Oh my life’s over, women won’t be attracted
to me.. save my hair, take it from my armpits, anywhere, Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh ! !! Let’s just go through this again: when you lose your hair does it make you a bad person? No. Does it make you less intelligent? No. Does it make you less able to give and receive love? No. What’s more, it doesn’t even make you different. Look around you, most men lose their hair. And get this: what would be our reaction if we lived on a planet in which the physical body had no hair on its head and suddenly it started to grow? Oh my life’s over, women won’t be attracted to me.. remove my hair, stick it under my armpits, anywhere, Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!! Exactly. It’s just conditioning, that’s all it is.
The irony of all this, and the knowledge that will end the manipulation of human emotions by the multibillion-dollar-hate-your-body industry, is that there is no need for all these potions and creams and willy surgeons. Our bodies are a reflection of our sense of self. They are a physical expression of our mind and emotions. You can see in the faces of people if they have been through extreme emotional pain. It is written in their features. People who eat a lot and create bigger bodies for themselves are invariably manifesting in their eating habits an emotional torment of some kind. For them it’s food, for others its drink or drugs,n just a means to escape temporarily from the emotion they wish to shut
out. Our minds control our bodies and our bodies will reflect our state of mind. I have a close friend who has an astonishing connection between mind and body Her whole face changes with her changing emotions. It’s remarkable to see. The faces of the mind-controlled human robots often change as they switch “personalities”. If we feel good about ourselves
we will transmit the same energy to our bodies. If we feel unloved and unwanted, our bodies will manifest that, also. The same goes for aging.
We don’t have to age as we do. We expect to age because that is our reality and so we age. As we evolve towards Oneness, the aging process will slow down and we will live for what appears to us now to be incredible lengths of time. Impossible? Nothing, NOTHING, is impossible. Incidentally, returning to that Hollywood theme, those actors who fear losing their looks or their hair are far more likely to lose them.
pwnt.
its from a book i have. nice try tho
