A Click of a mouse button

A Click of a mouse button

A little point that came to me this morning as I was going through all the posts and comments and photos on facebook about people of Desteni supporting each other.

I see now that how really important it is for Destonians to support each other, if it is by doing a simple thing such as liking a post they made (that is relevant though) or by placing a comment and showing the other that they are being affective or not or that they are standing as the group.

All the little simple things that will take only one breathe at a time from each destonian to support his fellow destonian that is standing for life and oneness and equality and to end all abuse. I mean it really is simple and it really is actually fun.

I looked at facebook this morning and at all the Destonians that is supporting each other and how we all are keeping each other here with in support such as liking a post, or commenting or simply giving a presence, if this wasn’t there then how many would have continued doing what they are doing.

This is what came to me while being on facebook, would I have kept doing what I am doing on the internet in spite of all the abuse and all the shit going on and all the support I got from others and so forth.

Would I be able to do exactly what i am now doing with the same manner and not change a thing if everything went in revere for me and that instead of people liking a post they would ignore it and not see, not hear and not give a fuck, and the only comment s that I would get would be to insult me, and then there would be no backup such as other destonians to assist and support.

It might be a small scenario but yet it shows one thing – How powerful a click of a mouse button really is, how much actually goes into each and every click you make and where you are making it count in every breath.

So Imagine a small group of only one hundred destonians and one hundred clicks a second from each and every one of them every time they are on the internet and every single click is counting for equality and ending all abuse, imagine a thousand and then ten thousand.

A click is a powerful thing if it is used correctly in breath for that which Matters and Counts.

I find no effort in doing one click on breath at a time; If I did I would have known there is a problem

Click

Agreement and secret Competition

I have being within an agreement for about 2 years and 9 months plus minus, and throughout that time I have faced myself extensively with in all corners of myself lol, and still after all that time I have these little points of competition that I participate with in towards my Partner, I keep it secret and I keep it safe and I make sure my partner doesn’t know about it because then I will have to face how silly it is and completely useless with no point of relevance really.....

The point that I am competing with in is seeing how many people I can get to follow me on the ‘NetworkedBlogs’ on Facebook and that who gets the most followers and whose writings (blogs) gets the most views. (to achieve what? Is my question what do I secretly want to achieve?)It’s all dishonest and deceptive bullshit.

So every day I go on Facebook and I check my NetworkedBlogs site out and I see how many followers I have and then I will check everyone’s status on how many followers everyone has, but here is the silly point, I am okay with it if anyone else has more followers than me except if it is my partner’s then I react and want to see how far ahead she actually is and in what possible ways I can try and get ahead of her, this keeps me occupied for at least 45min (including rating everyone’s blogs and stuff)

But I see how I actually feel bad once I have surpassed her with in having the most followers and that I now feel like I have left her behind somewhere and all bunch of crap, like I did something to her that she is Yet not aware of, (polarities playing out)

Competition has played a big role with in my life as a way of how our South African culture enjoys themselves through many sports, as I did almost all the types of sport there was in school and how that in itself already gave your life meaning a whole new level of value with in other people’s eyes, as sport was the one thing here that if you could do sport you were really awesome and you were like a mini god. I was always the mini god in doing the most activities rather than being good at only one and being the best at that one.

So with in my agreement I see that I also with in all points just like in school with sport try and win and compete, even though I may not be the best but still I like to have it all behind me as to be able to say, look what I did and how much I did, but never at look what I have achieved. (a pattern)

Competitions is a very slight thing that takes place in the secret mind all the time, you will smile and pretend to be someone you are not in front of people and when it comes down to it you will pull out the big guns that you were building in the basement(mind) to blow their heads of just to have a chance at winning, because if you win it is like being on drugs, everyone loves you and you are suddenly valid and valuable and worth something and you feel like you can move mountains (EGO) and of course you can make your creators proud (mommy and daddy).

I will apply all the SF on this point later when I have the appropriate time and all.

Battle star galactic and decisions ranting and raving.

Watching battle star galactic I have had a chance to throughout a couple of seasons and a bunch of episodes see how I experience myself and where I find judgment within the story and what is being done.

The major point for me that I saw was making decisions,

Each decisions that had to be made by bill would in fact influence the whole of humanity and the survival of all of humanity since they are the only people that escaped from caprice and now had the responsibility of surviving as a human race.

And all the people had to trust bill even though they do not know him personally or anything about him, they simply had to follow the orders that he gave and everyone had to apply the orders, there is not time to question each order because it could mean the death of all of the human race from caprice or the survival of them all.

Now what I have noticed with myself was how I would judge each decision that he made or that any other person with in the story had an influence on making or later on the decisions that the president came into also and made.

I found that I would judge the decisions and make better decisions that what they have made or so I make myself believe that my decisions are better lol, I would then tense up while watching how each decision would play out and the consequences of the play outs, now either way if it was a right or wrong decision there are consequences that played out and that all they really could do was deal with it through making more decisions with in a perspective of a solution, no one had the time or luxury of thinking negative or giving up or being all shitty because they could be the end of all human kind.

Now I saw that I had to let go of the judgments I made while watching the story and rather stand with in bill’s shoes or anyone that was making the hard ass decisions and see how they made it and why and see all the purposes and reasons and then I simply must not judge it as bad or good decisions but what works in the moment and that is needed to be done.

I saw that it worked like a casino,

When you go to a casino you take money with you and within the casino you have many choices of machines that you can play on, each choice of machine has a different way of presenting itself and how you can win, but they all work the same through putting in your money and pushing a button, so now it all depends on how much money you have because then you can play more choices of machines that can give you bigger prises if you win or you have to stick to the little machines where you might win little by little, but most of the time you win nothing, but you did gain a boost in hope, you had a boost of energy and that you could have won, but maybe next time, the few people that does win makes you want to win and have the energy they are gaining (money ) and thus you come back next time.

Now this is the other part, this part is the decision part, when you go into a casino to play the game to win or lose you constantly need to make a decision that how much are you willing to bet, because the more you bet the more you can win, but you can then also lose a shit load more, but if you win you are home free, or are you going to play for only a bit, and with a lot of hope, I mean in a casino if you lose money it is gone and you are fucked and if you win, well it goes the other way.

So now you have a crew (family) and you have to make the decisions, the hard ones and you have to really take the risk because it is all on you no matter which way it goes, if you make a decision to play all your money and you win (this is where bill had to go against everything the crew said or the president and make a military call that seemed so wrong), the Family will love you and cheer you and be there for you, but if you lose the family will hate you and resent you and be really pissed at you, but still it is one decision that goes both ways.

I see Battle star Galactica as a casino – with in every decision they make on the story they can either win or lose and they have to make many big bets and many small ones to get the big ones. And so i see that within each decision it will be best to be self honest and use common sense and apply 1 + 1 = 2. To not judge at all as what is right or wrong but what the fuck works, it is time to let go of the morality

The current system is a casino and we all are playing it daily, either you wake up luck or not, you can be killed by a bus passing the street or die of old age, who knows unless you become certainty and stop the casino game, battle star galactic shows how the casino game is played with in the politics and the military and the civilians and all the bullshit on a smaller scale. Instead of keeping it simple.

Simple would have been to make a decision to firstly unite all the people as one thing between all the ships, not having separate governments and shit, to care for each other and to in spite of everything be unconditional towards each other and fucking change, I mean they all live on ships in space with limited stuff and still they disregard each other and prefer to play games.

Stop hating the fucking cylons (machines and the system that is created in the humans own image and likeness as enslavement) and stand one and equal as them and change from there on, I mean even after the cylons try to live together the humans still rebel instead of learning the lessons.

Well I will end here; this was a cool rant and rave for me,

My Resistance to write/type is a lack of understanding.

I have come to see with myself that I have a resistance to typing and that I will easily give in to any other point of entertainment before typing, writing myself to freedom and to come to understand myself and this reality.

So i will now give to myself the understanding of why it is important to write and not create a resistance of any justification to why I cannot write or any reason of the mind, this is also a submission to the mind and the continuation of enslavement. Because I do not move myself to type or write means I am a slave to something ells that is moving and directing me.

Self Forgiveness

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to resist typing.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to see typing as taking my time where I could have done something ells such as watching a movie or looking at my internet channels,

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to get distracted from typing and writing.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to not time my day in such a way that I give myself the time and complete focus to write and type without any distractions to create reasons and justifications to not type.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to get lazy and simply not type at all some times and say i will type tomorrow, and this never happens.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to keep on postponing myself with in typing and writing myself to freedom and to lay everything out for myself with in typing and writing so that I can have clear understandings on all the points I am facing and to move through all the points effectively and not mind fuck myself with in keeping the points with in my mind as a memorie that I will simply later on lose and cannot trust when I recall it as something that will come back as a fading memory and thus I go into assuming and guessing instead of direct here to the point with in clarification.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to give up on myself with in typing and writing for myself because I see that I have nothing new or more to say than what has already been said by others.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to want to type and write about things that I assume other will find interesting and as entertaining to read, instead of writing for myself as myself to understand myself within the context of all life and what I have accepted and allowed to exist within and as me as all equally and one.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to hold back on typing and writing myself out on the fear that I will be seen as ridiculous and silly on what I might write bout.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to see and judge the writings that I want to write about but never do as silly or ridiculous and that I might not get feedback on it or tell anybody anything new that can assist and support them

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to believe that everything that I write must only be interesting and entertain people.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to want to type and write myself to freedom from the starting point of doing it only for other, I allow myself to do it for myself as all one and equal as life here BREATHE

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to want to write and type from the starting point of wanting to support and assist others, i allow myself to write for myself to support and assist myself and all life one and equal as me here.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to fear that when I type about a point that It will not come out right as what I mean to say or that I might not be specific enough to the point.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to have judged writing and typing as boring and only something for people that I have classified as nerds.

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to have separated myself from other people that I have classified as nerds and thus I have limited myself to freely type as they do through the fear of being seen as a nerd.

I will definitely type more..

I see within myself that I actually have a shit load to type about especially SF and being extremely specific with in every point that comes up while doing it.

I bottle up to much which leads to many other side effect that is consequences and is to late as a play out.

Breathe.

Family, money, Desteni and myself

Is it worth losing giving up my family to stand up for equality and all life and to stop all the abuse in this world – YES

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to believe that I can lose my family.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself o fear the idea of having no family.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to fear not having my family as a financial save zone.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to have only loved my family for their support with money.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to make myself believe that I have loved them once. But as the truth is I loved the money they provided for me.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to feel sorry for my family and that they are stuck with each other only because of money –
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to feel sorry for myself because I am stuck with family as a backup plan for a financial stability point
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to wish i did not have to rely on family for a financial stability point.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to fear having no money

I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to stay within the fear of not having money instead of moving myself to become financially stable as myself within the system.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to move off the point of Family onto the point of money
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to want to believe that Family is anything more than money lol
to be continued....