Inside the Matrix of Control, IT and Drugs Life is Comfortably Numbing

This blog just evolved.

Wars we are witnessing are not about democratic freedom they are about regime change which is emerging from a dictatorial posture not a defence posture.  It feeds on non-renewable energy.

The words in this song were in my mind when I wrote the poem in the previous blog ‘IT is the Matrix – A 21st Century Program’.   I saw the hammers marching, this is a metaphor for conformity.

This is the fascist narrative:

Waiting to cut out the dead wood,

Waiting to weed out the weaklings (dissenters)

Waiting to smash in their windows and kick in their doors

Waiting for the final solution to strengthen the string

Waiting …

Waiting…

Waiting …

All you have to do is follow the words….

In The End it is overwhelming and loses the plot.

I have pasted two videos which for me is the result of a life controlled by IT.

(Note:  I have no issue with balance providing Emotional Intelligence is taught as the primary theme EI>IT).

EI rather than IT is what truly navigates them to a future that will truly meet their needs and expand their potential.  If it is IT > EI.  EI is the re-calibration required for homeostasis.

We all get to choose the future.

Tuning out the world, detached from the true self leads to self destruction projected onto the world.  The leader in The End lost his connection to his purpose, to his higher self.  Love turned grey.  No longer able to feel…

This video reflects addiction.  Drugs are an attempt to find happiness, even if temporarily.  However, the high diminishes exponentially.  It is interesting the men around him are flustered not because they care about his wellbeing but because he is a singer and worth money. So they try and give him drugs to bring  him back to the life he is trying to escape. His dream is gone.  True happiness arises when you find your true self.   To thine own self be true is the feeling here.  May our troubled world find peace.  That is my vision.

Mohandas Gandhi

“Nobody can hurt me without my permission.”

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