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Is this a new kind of awakening? If I separate myself from everything, literally everything, how would I feel? Would this be a new kind of awakening?

You don't have to go further down the rabbit hole. It's okay to get trapped once in a while. Of course it's important to realize conscious traps and then avoid these traps consciously or on purpose. But awareness of these traps is even more important than being trapped in them. Don't be afraid of getting trapped. If you are trapped in something that you weren't aware, it's good for the time being, because this is your growth, this is how you become aware of traps. But once you are aware, you can avoid them in the future. Once you have become aware of the rabbit holes, it's time to move on.. You don't have to go further down the rabbit hole. Awareness of a mistake is more important than committing a mistake

Sometimes you have to be a little unwise and un-innocent to have greater truths revealed to you Sometimes your heart wants you to do things that are not exactly conscious or mindful but it wants you to do these mistakes or get waylaid in order for your greater good

The price of Unconsciousness Am I supposed to guilt myself for my actions? Am I supposed to live in regret? Am I supposed to feel like I'm unwise? Sometimes we pay a heavy price for being unwise. But then I ask myself, would it have been good if I had been wiser from the start. If I don't jump in the cold water, how would I know how cold the water is. How would I know things that I didn't know? But because I jumped I learned things, new things, amazing things, depressing things. All sorts of things. I achieved growth by jumping straight into it. But I got hurt by the cold water. It made swim my way out of the water. In hindsight, swimming out feels like a wise decision and I don't wish to swim back in, but the question remains if swimming was wise in the first place? I could have avoided the whole thing by not swimming at all. But only by swimming I realized what was in the water. This is the price of Unconsciousness. The only consolation is that I did not drown. I took the risk. I went in for the swim.. I know it would be stupid to do it again but wasn't all this unconscious madness worth it? Because only when you are exposed to lies, can you know the truth. If you are already fed with the truth on a silver platter, how would you know what lies are? The experience of such a lie would never exist. Life has always been a paradox to me. To be or not to be is the question. To be Conscious and Mindful is good. But at the same time, it means to forgo all the experiences and rich valuable lessons that are taught by being unconscious.

As if you didn't know already.

This is how absolutely corrupt power looks like.

@Erin_BarraJ you're welcome

Either we can fight for our survival as an individual or as a group of like minded people.. Extreme survival

This was by far the most petrifying nightmare I ever had. Especially the scene of the wildfire with smoke and hot orange light and buildings falling..

Horrible dream. I had a horrible dream last night. A nightmare. It was related to coronavirus. In the dream everyone is telling each other that the coronavirus is much more than what we are thinking. The terror is real. The dream starts with me and my family returning from the US with my extended family of uncles. We in flight. After some time we are at the airport and then we grab our bags and come to our apartment.. In the apartment its all quiet and we put on the lights Then we sit down and get some rest. My uncles are chatting with me.. After a while they start playing puzzles with me. They are doing the puzzles faster than me.. I'm kinda trying to do the easy ones. I can hear some sounds but I'm not paying attention. Like bomb dropping sounds. I'm thinking it's fireworks. After some time the uncles introduce me to one of their friend's son who is my age. He looks cute. He steals the phone out of my hand and runs off to the end of the balcony. It's cold outside. I chase after him. I ask him what he wants to do with my phone. And he shows me that he wants to add a notification or reminder. Then he shows me how he does it. I'm curious to know. I take my phone and come back to the room. The uncles are still sitting there playing the puzzles.. I feel like the phone software is too complicated and I'm still trying to figure out how he created a special notification. After some time my younger aunt and uncle come into the room.. My aunt looking at me angrily that I'm still playing. She is lecturing me and mumbling something. Then she wraps herself in a bath robe and talking to her husband. Both are chatting when suddenly something catches her attention. She looks across the room. To the other side of the room is a very large window fully open and curtains pulled to the sides. It's late evening and it's dark outside. She can't imagine what she is seeing. She darts to get a closer glimpse. She is standing at the window completely horrified She can see the view of the entire city from this large window. It looks like 9/11. The whole scenery.. She can see blaze in the sky, everything is looking hot Orange and she can see tall buildings in the far, just collapsing, one building after another falling like dominos, I'm looking at it now and all I can see is fire in the distance and the light from the fire shows the buildings falling on their own like in an earthquake and lot of dust and smoke coming off like huge balls of clouds and releasing towards the sky.. It seems like it's coming closer feels like even our building will have the same fate within a few minutes.. We are in panic Suddenly a tall muscular man in the outfit of a captain or air pilot walks in and tells us to hurry up immediately and grab and go to the nearest place for a shelter. I run out with everyone holding each other's hands in sheer panic. But I immediately get the thought of the medicine bag that contains my family's medicines So I immediately shrug the hand holding me run back to my room to fetch it. By this time the fire is too close. I find the medicine bag and grab it and hastily make my way out to where my family is waiting. Then we are all huddled into a space like a shelter where I can see all other people and children. The terror continues as I can hear the sound of explosions. These are not bombings. Someone explains us this is the effect of the coronavirus. Some strain of the coronavirus has caused tremendous increase in the earth's temperature causing tectonic change and this has set into motion an awful natural disaster unprecedented in human history. I have a look of shock on my face. I can't imagine the world is ending so quickly. Dream ends..

This election is historic.

How to live in a toxic system? Survival Guide

How to be kind to the self and how to set the self free?

Why not live in comfort? These days I have been convincing myself to use some comfort and not be so hard on myself. I think one of the reasons why I treat my own self so harshly is because I don't love myself. This state of not being able to love myself comes from the feeling that my mother never loved me. Not getting maternal love can lead to a lot of self destruction. But I need to somehow break this cycle of not being able to love myself. So yes, I need to let my body live in comfort. Let my mind some peace and calm and comfort. Because it deserves it.. And it's beautiful to welcome comfort and get used to it... I think this deep sense of lack and deprivation is very Incapacitating. If I were to create a family of kids, I swear to God, I would never raise them the way my mother raised me. I would teach them comfort and happiness, I would teach them abundance and not deprivation.. I would never tell them "we don't have this. We don't have that." I would never tell them that they are not enough.. I would hug them to death and tell them that we have everything that we need. There is nothing to worry. Live in comfort my child.

Why not live in comfort? The whole idea of comfort is foreign to me. This is because of my PTSD I have never felt a deep sense of comfort. I have always been thrown to the limits of despair. This has made the notion of comfort an alien to me. It's like I have to force myself to get some rest. Or else I will be working 24/7 like a maniac This obsession in me to work till my death on the desk is also a form of PTSD. I have been ingrained since childhood by my mother with the thought that I am Incapable, worthless and will never amount to anything in life. This sort of maternal abuse at an early age in my life, ages of 6 to 18, the most intense years of my maternal abuse have given me a permanent state of PTSD. Often times I don't sleep at all. I feel the need to keep working to prove to myself that I'm not as bad as my mother thought I was. This eternal need in me to seek the validation of a woman, a mother who never gave me a sense of closure, it drives me insane. The past few days I have been confronting this feeling. I never saw my mother resting. She would be working non stop. And in return I never learned how to rest myself. I was always made to think that comfort is a bad idea. These days I'm challenging that idea. Why not take comfort? Why not rest? A lot of this has to do with Self Destruction. The only way to deal with my childhood abuse was self destruction. I was a self destructing teen Cutting myself to release blood was a normal thing. Locking myself in a bathroom when I was 17 to get away from my mother's abuse was a daily thing. I used to play sad music, trying to vent my frustration and despair in an abusive environment Multiple suicide attempts. But all of it is just an endless cycle of self destruction. And I must say that I have come a long way from all of that. There has been tremendous progress in the past few years. A lot of it is psychological.

Bunch of concepts /insights ? Give freedom to the self and the ideals of the self ? Find self - liberation ? Find greater acceptance. Find peace in acceptance and compromise. This is the way of things instead of being constantly triggered, trying to change, trying to resist. Accept and find power in acceptance. Remember Karma has it's way.. No point in resisting too much. Acceptance is liberation. ? Create your own beautiful haven. ? Aesthetics need to go with the sequence ? Consider yourself free. Liberate the mind. Remove all feelings of "to want to resist"... ? Work from a place of centering, Grounding, freedom, acceptance, zero resistance, toxicity release (vented and discarded), lightness, de-stressed, balance and calm, smoothness and closure. Sense of completeness and equilibrium ? When nothing is free, set your mind free. At least the inner haven cannot be attacked. ? An outer mind and an inner mind.

Freedom is a source of unusual power.

Planet Caravan inspires me so much. In the loving embrace of

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In the loving embrace of Last night I had a series of dreams. Unusual. But Still peaceful. Things can finally go smoothly. There are energies that are inspiring me.. I wrote a short poem this morning... Rest still, enjoy and take it slow. Each day is gone, as you grow One day it'll be over as you know Till then find peace in its flow

Why only 4 more years? You could brace up for another term after those 4 years. How is that? I agree Biden needs to be more active, but given his reputation, I doubt he will ever be. Last time I heard him, there were sparrows chirping in the background and he was talking to a group of 10 people. It felt like he was doing a class rehearsal. Facepalm

I have zero tolerance for Trump or his supporters. I will be glad if both are off the political grid. I have no idea what my visceral reaction will be if he becomes President.

@mattstivender it's wrong to protest around an election building. That's not a place to protest. Vulnerable and elderly aged or physically ill voters might feel intimidated by such a display of screaming and yelling. If they block the road to the building, then it's a federal crime. In any case, it's wrong to protest on election grounds. It can cause intimidation. You may never know if they secretly carry weapons or pull a weapon.. It shouldn't be allowed. More than anything it is a display of gangsterism and fascism Everyone has the right to vote for whomsoever they want to vote for and should not feel influenced or intimidated or pressured around an election building. It's basic civil Decency.

@Leo Gura lol that always cracks me up.