Topic: crisis? What crisis?

[Kal]

I would like /wanted to introduce a thread... and  I found this category suiting (although its not exactly it's intent)

I would like to note and ask about our world which seems to be collapsing (for good if you ask me) .. based on false, fearful ideas (or is it just one idea?) of a false, repeating again, system.

System of? One may rightfully ask...

I just see it , in a way,as a system of fear.Based on fear and a false identity of humaness, all belonging together and this kind of ide-ology.

I would like to note that this structure is being collapsing and will be.

That's how I see it.

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What do you think?

[Michael]

I suggest you expand some on your view of this crisis Nik.

There are numerous crises currently, so it's best to talk more of the particular one you are seeing.

[Kal]

I went to a cemetary today, which seemed like an expansion of the view.

Basicaly I wanted to point out the system as a structure that is on unsteady ground.

[Michael]

Well, if you are in Greece, I'd suggest 'crisis' is the optimal word there.

For me, I see an approaching crisis from so many directions, all of which no one seems in the slightest interested, except if it actually is affecting them directly.
There is a crisis in the financial-economic structure of the world, a crisis in the food supply structure, a crisis in the world of infections, a crisis in the Global Warming which is going to make all the rest look puny, a crisis in the structure of meaning for the lives of humanity, a crisis in the world of religions, a crisis in the basis social contract between capital and society, a crisis in the devastation of the earth from unbridled taking, a crisis in political leadership, a crisis of imagination on a global scale, but most poignant for me is a crisis in perception: the limits of denial which denies almost everyone the capacity to see clearly the reality that surrounds them, and thus robs them of a value system of real nourishment, and reaching a limit which can only cause a deep cleavage in the collective soul of our species, rendering us incapable of both inner peace and outer effective action.

[Kal]

I read one article recently that you may find insightful

http://spiritlibrary.com/karen-downing/opening-dimensional-doors

Just carrying an insight

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I think all are changing rapidly , faster than imagination ... I don't know.

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[nemo]

Hi Nikosv, Ah channeled material, have been listening and reading volumes of the stuff for a while now. Some is better than others, but have not read anything by that channel before so thanks.

Michael, your list of issues in your post I would just summarize as the trappings of first attention intent, which is meant to trap awareness, in a mind/reason world. If someone were to go against that flow of things that would start the whisperings of power, yet in the environment of the first attention, that person would seem disassociated, or labeled a malcontent.

Having existed in that state for quite sometime, I can say that most people given a truth that is alien to their well thought out plans will just keep plodding along those plans, once you go away. lol. The idea of global warming being anything other than a manipulation to create a global tax, by those that have an agenda, for world government, would be one such argument that I could have with you, accept I wouldn't because, that would only be relevant, if I took the first attention posturing as relevant, which I don't.

Don't get me wrong, I would love to change the world, but I believe if the struggle is not externalized, then the issues can be resolved in another way. If you listen to the song link below and or read the Lyrics i provided, Joe makes reference to, nature loves her little surprises, and continual crisis, this is a similar stance that the seers provided in the works of CC that the eagle puts pressure on organisms, and how the organism reacts to that pressure, is a reflection of the being. 

Living the life of illusion by Joe Walsh
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EzEzIBHuUmU

Sometimes I can't help the feeling that I'm
living a life of illusion
And oh, why can't we let it be
And see thru the hole in
this wall of confusion

I just can't help the feeling I'm
living a life of illusion

Pow, right between the eyes
Oh, how nature loves her little surprises
Wow, it all seems so logical now
It's just one of her better disguises


And it comes with no warning
nature loves her little surprises

Continual crisis

(instrumental)

Hey, don't you know it's a waste of your day
Caught up in endless solutions
That have no meaning, just another hunch
Based upon jumping conclusions
Caught up in endless solutions
Backed up against a wall of confusion

[Kal]

Hi nemo, very nice song.

I feel I have things to say but my concentration is at very low levels.

I was thinking of the Eagle and it's doings which seem the opposite of being belevolent somehow.

Hopefully, I 'll get back here.

[Michael]

[Kal]

Nice one Michael.

I felt yesterday abruptly out of lifeforce.

[Michael]

This is a good snapshot of thinking people caught in a meaningless world.
It has always been thus, that only very few find the answer.

Sometimes I can't help the feeling that I'm
living a life of illusion
And oh, why can't we let it be
And see thru the hole in
this wall of confusion

I just can't help the feeling I'm
living a life of illusion

Pow, right between the eyes
Oh, how nature loves her little surprises
Wow, it all seems so logical now
It's just one of her better disguises


And it comes with no warning
nature loves her little surprises

Continual crisis

(instrumental)

Hey, don't you know it's a waste of your day
Caught up in endless solutions
That have no meaning, just another hunch
Based upon jumping conclusions
Caught up in endless solutions
Backed up against a wall of confusion

To illustrate my point I told don Juan the story of an old man of my culture, a very wealthy, conservative lawyer who lived his life convinced that he upheld the truth. In the early thirties, with the advent of the New Deal, he found himself passionately involved in the political drama of that time. He was categorically sure that change was deleterious to the country, and out of devotion to his way of life and the conviction that he was right, he vowed to fight what he thought to be a political evil. But the tide of the time was too strong, it overpowered him. He struggled for ten years against it in the political arena and in the realm of his personal life; then the Second World War sealed his efforts into total defeat. His political and ideological downfall resulted in a profound bitterness; he became a self-exile for twenty-five years. When I met him he was eighty-four years old and had come back to his home town to spend his last years in a home for the aged. It seemed inconceivable to me that he had lived that long, considering the way he had squandered his life in bitterness and self-pity. Somehow he found my company amenable and we used to talk at great length. The last time I saw him he had concluded our conversation with the following: "I have had time to turn around and examine my life. The issues of my time are today only a story; not even an interesting one. Perhaps I threw away years of my life chasing something that never existed. I've had the feeling lately that I believed in something farcical. It wasn't worth my while. I think I know that. However, I can't retrieve the forty years I've lost." I told don Juan that my conflict arose from the doubts into which his words about controlled folly had thrown me.

"If nothing really matters," I said, "upon becoming a man of knowledge one would find oneself, perforce, as empty as my friend and in no better position."

"That's not so," don Juan said cuttingly. "Your friend is lonely because he will die without seeing. In his life he just grew old and now he must have more self-pity than ever before. He feels he threw away forty years because he was after victories and found only defeats. He'll never know that to be victorious and to be defeated are equal.

"So now you're afraid of me because I've told you that you're equal to everything else. You're being childish. Our lot as men is to learn and one goes to knowledge as one goes to war; I have told you this countless times. One goes to knowledge or to war with fear, with respect, aware that one is going to war, and with absolute confidence in oneself. Put your trust in yourself, not in me.

"And so you're afraid of the emptiness of your friend's life. But there's no emptiness in the life of a man of knowledge, I tell you. Everything is filled to the brim."
Don Juan stood up and extended his arms as if feeling things in the air.

"Everything is filled to the brim," he repeated, "and everything is equal. I'm not like your friend who just grew old. When I tell you that nothing matters I don't mean it the way he does. For him, his struggle was not worth his while, because he was defeated; for me there is no victory, or defeat, or emptiness. Everything is filled to the brim and everything is equal and my struggle was worth my while. "In order to become a man of knowledge one must be a warrior, not a whimpering child. One must strive without giving up, without a complaint, without flinching, until one sees, only to realize then that nothing matters."

[nemo]

Everything is filled to the brim and everything is equal and my struggle was worth my while.

That's how I feel, everything is equal, my life is filled to the brim.

Sorcerers claim that controlled folly is the only way they have of dealing with themselves - in their state of expanded awareness and perception - and with everybody and everything in the world of daily affairs."
Don Juan had explained controlled folly as the art of controlled deception or the art of pretending to be thoroughly immersed in the action at hand - pretending so well no one could tell it from the real thing. Controlled folly is not an outright deception, he had told me, but a sophisticated, artistic way of being separated from everything while remaining an integral part of everything.

nagual Elias:

As their temporary protector it was his duty to warn them that they were about to reach a unique threshold; and that it was up to them, both individually and together, to attain that threshold by entering a mood of abandon but not recklessness; a mood of caring but not indulgence.

That position is a strategic one, it saves energy. When I was in an intermediate state and my mind still worked at trying to convince me to indulge in a certain type of caring about something, I would always sing that bit in the song to myself "jumping conclusions" and reminded myself about the numerous times reason let me down.

Free Four Pink Floyd:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZQvEkVbisr0

[Kal]

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HV98WSDfpho

message body have been left
empty

we all deal with our shortcomings ,.. is a statement.


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[Michael]

Nik, you started this thread, the rest of us have been paddling water to help you along, but apparently you don't know what to say, or why you even started the thread.

[Kal]

That's not how I see it.

I started the thread and I see an interchange of 'ideas'. You see something different ?

[Michael]

You haven't said what crisis you are seeing.