Rant and rave on Mall sucks

Wow, a mall on Saturday is really busy, lots of people and a shit load of money going around.
It is a horror to go out and eat and ask for the bill afterwards, so being at the mall is horrible.
But we have to go, we need food and we need clothes and we need to get some accessories like soaps and stuff.
Really the cloths they sell these days is all about looking like something and not about what works, the banners that they put up in the windows say things like – it is not what you wear but how you wear it,
So the shirts that I buy last me about a month and then in the wash it gets shrinked for some reason, but I still have shirts from 10 years ago that does not do this at all and they were bought at the same shop, so really what has changes and why, first off the shirts does not support practicality at all, only the looks and some shirts say shit like – vote for me for the good looking president – WTF
I cannot buy good shirts unless they cost really a lot of money but yet, the ones that cost a lot also does not last long on the farm.
Malls has become really stupid, i want basic things and I want to go in and get it, now I have to look at 100 different looking shirts that say shit and that present different personalities for all the people shopping which I do not want to have in my way to just have a simple shirt to wear on the arm that is comfortable and awesome.
And for food, god in place of just having a apple section there is 5 apple sections with different prices – how cool would it have been if everything was produced but the same company and sold at one price and then all apples is the same quality and not dependent on the price that will make it taste good.
Everything in the mall is complicated and a distraction, instead of simple direct and necessary – it is deliberately created for profit of course, but what is there was only a few stores and one of each –
a close store, a electronic store, a food store, and a accessory store and a hardware store.

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.