Triggered Emotions: Here’s How They Do It

BACKDOOR MIND CONTROL

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Once again I recommend you read “Lexicon” by Max Barry.

Poise

Crane At Sunset

 

POISE

Balanced on one leg
Motionless, a crane inhales
The gold of sunset

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When the Soul Starts Walking – Part One

Much to be learnt. As you can see this is Part One. I may not be reposting future parts unless moved to do so. so if readers wish to learn where this leads it might be a good idea to follow her site.

And may I say thank you for posting this (and several others).

It’s a good place to be, to comfortably acknowledge the countless things I don’t know. While I may have achieved 70 years of time in, experiencing more is a given… because I am in this top-notch school called Life, and I’m still breathing. “The more I learn, the more I learn how little I know,” is a statement attributed to Socrates. Having walked the self-realization journey for a while, I’d say, thumb’s up to Socrates.

We call it the path of consciousness, when we slowly uncover and reveal to ourselves who or what we are. I’m within the unique position of consciousness that is Ida. You are within your position, we are not the same, yet we connect, we look at the same things, and we do our best to communicate. To experience communication as a flow of truth, love, and trust… we are born with that capacity, but as…

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Turn! Turn! Turn!

TURN! TURN! TURN!

Feeling is healing
But not until the time comes
Till then it is hell

The Midnight Hour

THE MIDNIGHT HOUR

Invisible to these others
Here above the operating table
The shine from my hovering spirit

The two hands come together
As on the stroke of twelve
The monitor screen flat lines

And a celestial quartet strikes up
A melody that only I can detect
Chopin’s funeral theme

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This was written as a contribution to The Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Prompt No. 10.

http://thesecretkeeper.net/2015/11/09/weekly-writing-prompt-10/

alternative reason…

Salaam.

Read Between the Minds

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she wears a burka
not to please the whim of men
claiming it’s god’s law

she wears a burka
for it is written that men
look not at god’s face

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THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE?

To whom it may concern.

The Book Of Guff

THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE?

There was once a man who decided, in order to give structure and purpose to his life, that he would try to find himself. To this end he devoted the whole of his available time and energy. He read many books, attended courses and seminars of all kinds and travelled many miles to sit at the feet of great teachers and learned men. Eventually he grew old and died and ascended to heaven. Like every new arrival, he was called for an audience with God, who enquired of him whether he had been successful in his quest.

“Not really,” replied the man ruefully.

“Well,” said God, “I’ll tell you what. I’ll give you another shot. This time, see if you can work out who’s doing the looking.”

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Five Days, Five Quotes: Day Five

“If we use the term in accord with its official definitions, then, uncontroversially, Israel (like the US, Britain, Turkey and others) is a terrorist state by the standards we apply to official enemies.” – Noam Chomsky.

Five Days, Five Quotes: Day Four

Recently I was invited to participate in an exercise which involved posting a fresh quotation on each of three days and also tagging three more folk each day. Here is a sequel, but with a difference. The quotation bit remains the same but I won’t be burdening anyone else. :) And this time there will be five days rather than three.

This is Day Four.

“The world is like a ride in an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it you think it’s real because that’s how powerful our minds are. The ride goes up and down, around and around, it has thrills and chills, and it’s very brightly coloured, and it’s very loud, and it’s fun for a while. Many people have been on the ride a long time, and they begin to wonder, “Hey, is this real, or is this just a ride?” And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and say, “Hey, don’t worry; don’t be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride.” And we … kill those people. “Shut him up! I’ve got a lot invested in this ride, shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry, look at my big bank account, and my family. This has to be real.” It’s just a ride. But we always kill the good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok … But it doesn’t matter, because it’s just a ride. And we can change it any time we want. It’s only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings of money. Just a simple choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one. Here’s what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money we spend on weapons and defences each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would pay for many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.” – Bill Hicks.

Five Days, Five Quotes: Day Three

Recently I was invited to participate in an exercise which involved posting a fresh quotation on each of three days and also tagging three more folk each day. Here is a sequel, but with a difference. The quotation bit remains the same but I won’t be burdening anyone else. :) And this time there will be five days rather than three.

This is Day Three.

“Love is a temporary madness; it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of eternal passion. That is just being in love, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Those that truly love have roots that grow towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms have fallen from their branches, they find that they are one tree and not two.”
– Louis de Bernieres.

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