consumerism supports the mask of love on money's face

A friend told me today that he was in the shop, and there was a father with a child in front of him in the cashier's queue. There's all sorts of nicely coloured stuff around the cashier's, strategically placed to catch the attention of little children, so they would ask their parents to buy them.

The little boy was whining to his father to buy him different things, and the father replied "no" each time. My friends remark was that he would beat up the child and tell him to shut the fuck up.

There's lots of reactions like these from people, who do not even try to comprehend the situation, they just follow what they have been taught, without questioning it. The boy was a 4-5 yr old.

What would happen, if the father beat up the little boy? He would go into absolute shock for not only NOT getting what he asked for, but even getting quite the opposite - a smack instead of a toy/sweet. The little boy, who has no understanding of the concept of money, would develop a fear from his father for asking for things. He might later grow up to be too scared of his father to ask for certain things that he absolutely needs, like school utilities. He will rather be without it and face the teacher's wrath, instead of risking a smack from his father again; thus inhibiting his own intellectual growth. He might even be too afraid to ask anyone else for anything, depending on the severity of the shock.

But the father did not smack the child. My friend even said that he took an item for the child before that, but the child wanted everything. So the father said "no". What happened within the little boy? He was probably disappointed, confused and angry; not able to understand why his father could take a bunch of stuff from the shelves that HE liked, but won't take another off the shelves for him. He doesn't know anything about the silly paper, which rules the world.

When I was little, I saw my father handling with cheques, and I somehow got the notion that a cheque is worth a lot of money, because my father used it when he didn't have enough cash with him. I remember asking him to fill in a cheque for me to go and buy sweets. I was fantasizing about what sweets I'll buy and how many. The problem was that the shop, in which my father could buy with cheques, had a poor assortment of sweets, but that's beside the point. The point is that I had no idea how money works. My brother once asked our mum, why she doesn't go to the bank, if she's out of money to buy him toys. He thought it was that simple - when you're out of money, you simply go to the bank.

We laughed about this story multiple times, when it is in fact not funny at all, it is highly painful. We just masked it into humour, so we could cope with the sole ridiculousness of the situation.

The situation is that children have a better grasp on reality than grown-ups, yet grown-up's perceive quite the opposite. When I was little, my mother used to bully me into eating everything off my plate by telling me that children in Africa are starving, to which I replied: "So why don't we bring them some food?", and she replied: "It doesn't work that way."

I somehow accepted that point as "normality", when in fact it is the most abnormal thing ever - people starving in a world, where half the population is obese.

Unfortunately, common sense is still snuffed out by the concept of profit; that underlying concept, heavily enforced by the application of interest, which is crippling life on this planet.

I babysat a little girl, and we went to the shop sometimes. If I had sufficient money, I would buy her everything she wanted just to watch her discover new things. But I couldn't, and I felt bad for it. I felt like I was telling her that I don't love her, whenever I told her that we cannot buy that toy.

I remember that I felt "not loved" as a child, because my parents would rarely treat me to anything I asked for. My sister and I wished for a VHS recorder, because all other children had it, but we never got it. We once got super excited when we saw dad come home with a box that was roughly the same size, but it turned out to be a Black&Decker set for him. We were so disappointed.

I clearly remember the opposite polarity of that feeling when my father returned from a concert tour one day and brought me a set of children's cosmetics that was being advertised on TV. I was so cool for having it, and I felt loved.

We live in a world where love is shown with money. That means that some children are able to get more love, and some children are doomed to lives with very little to no love, depends what kind of family they were born into. Is this a world worth getting born into? Definitely not.

Denmark has banned TV commercials for little children, which is awesome and should be done in every country. But there is no law against strategically placing products to manipulate the money out of the parents via their children in shops. It is sick, twisted, corrupt and abusive to children in every single aspect. An Equal Money System will sort this all out. In an Equal Money System no one will be left out, and no one will have more or less than anyone else. In an Equal Money System money will be used to support life, which is quite the opposite of what we have now, where people are dying each day in the name of money, our very own self-produced god, to which we pray each day. Money is our ultimate high and our ultimate low... which is immensely sad in a world where the simple wonders of autumn can leave one breathless, if one is willing to stop taking everything for granted.

We take nature and animals for granted, but they are not granted. Not by a long shot. They are unconditionally supporting human in all his madness, but it is NOT GRANTED. We just took it, and pissed on the fact that it is not granted at all. Because we can. Because we're stronger and we don't care about anything but ourselves. We invented money to insure that we never realise that we haven't been granted the power to take lives without it being absolutely necessary. There is no love for the animal and plant, when profit is involved. Which is proof enough that real love does not exist.

It is time to stop the madness. It is time to realise that love in this world is nothing more than money. If one has no money, one has no love, it is that simple.

It is time to educate ourselves and support an Equal Money System. That way everyone will have Equal Love, and this world might actually become worthy of living in it and expressing oneself with it.

Support an Equal Money System!

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the rich poor and the poor poor

Yesterday I watched a report on poor people in America. The unemployment rate in that town is 20 %, and it does not seem to be improving. Impoverished people are going to distribution centres for food packages and soup kitchens for a free hot meal.

Memories of childhood went through my head. When I was 12, my mother, sister, brother and I moved to another country due to a war. My father stayed behind for a year.

We were so poor that we couldn't afford any firewood. My mother and I used to go out in the middle of the night to nearby farms and steal firewood from their sheds. We would walk back home with heavy loads of wood, and I remember hating and cursing my life a whole lot because of it.

We were receiving food packages from the Red Cross. There was Swiss cheese in there, and Danish cheese, and powdered milk, clothes detergent… it was nice stuff, but I still felt like I was robbed of my dignity. I went to a school, where all the kids bragged about how rich they are, and I felt very inferior to them.

I wore clothes from my rich cousin. She grew up in a household where everything was in abundance, and she was always willing to share anything she hadn't formed a particular emotional attachment to. I remember when her mother told her to gather some toys for my siblings and me. She started throwing in Barbie dolls, but her mother stopped her, saying: "No Barbie dolls, please, they are too pricy after all." I used to feel very hurt by this fact, thinking how unfair it is that rich people are worthy of Barbie dolls, while others aren't. I felt spite, envy, longing, pain, but mostly fear. I feared that I will never be able to relax and enjoy my life, like my cousin, who was born into a rich family. I feared and spited the fact that poor people like me in this world have to work through the good part of their lives for measly numbers, which are up to 100 times lower than the ones my aunt handles with, only to end up with a pension that barely gets them through the month.

As I grew older, that fear eventually turned into a compliant, but spiteful resignation. I gave in to the idea that I will have to work in jobs that do not necessarily interest me, but there was always the underlying hope, that something will happen, and save me from my wretched destiny.

I was very unhappy because I was poor, and I developed a food disorder. I noticed in the report I was watching, that most of the interviewed poor people are obese, probably due to the same reasons as me. They are comforting themselves with food, which is similar to shooting up heroin, because eating causes an endorphin release in the brain. It's similar biochemical processes.

This very well shows the entrapment of the human being by its own mind and the world system, and the duality of humanity's existence.

What came to mind, after remembering how I felt when my family got a food package, were the facts about North Korean children, for some reason. It could have very well been Indian, African or Chinese children; they all suffer the same… and much, so much more than I ever have.

Those are the children on the other side of the world, the poor children, who actually have nothing to eat, because they were born on the bad side of the world system. At least I was a poor child born on the good side of the world system. In food terms there's the poor rich, the rich rich, the rich poor, the poor poor, the dying poor… and we all live on this planet, which provides food for all! The whole thing reminds me of a giant gyroscope. We're all on our particular points of the circles, and we circle and bypass each other, unable to stop.

It is time to stop. Food in this world is a necessity, like air and water. Everyone is born with a right to it. Being born on this planet means that we have the right to exist on it - for free - or rather - for the labour of our hands. I am pretty sure that starving people would gladly invest time and labour in growing their own food, if only they weren't robbed of that chance by being born into the current, compassionless system.

The system does not support life, it supports death. Death for money. Money=death, abuse, poverty, slavery, cheating, lying, deception, competition… all the monsters that thrive on someone else's pain. It is time to investigate a new system, because the end is pretty near. The extinction of the middle class, due to the application of interest, is upon our doorstep. Soon the poor will start to attack the rich for food, and then - System Failure. www.equalmoney.org www.desteni.co.za

A modern introduction to Zen: Self-deception of the mind or Why energies are deceiving

"There must be something more. There just must be. It's like a universal energy-awareness something something that directs all of existence. Quantum physicists are prooving it, you know. And if you don't believe me, then you make me feel bad, and I don't want to speak to you for a while."

Yah, we need a point to life. We need there to be a bigger thing than us, so we don't have to take responsibility for ourselves, our own happiness/misery that we accept and allow, albeit unknowingly, subconsciously.

We always find those points, points where we can avoid responsibility, wherever we go.

The love-hate polarity mind system is a good example: someone gives you love, someone else is responsible for making you happy, for keeping those positive energies going. Yay, as long as they are willing to participate. As soon as they find another source of good vibrations, you go into the oposite polarity of hate towards them. And so you keep yourself in the mind, looking for another source of good feelings, find it, go into the same loop, and then again, and again... until you die. Alone, might I add. You ain't taking anyone/anything with you. And then you face yourself, lol, when it's too late :)

Politics is another great example of how the mind works: it is based on an ideal of how a human should operate, not what a human truly is like... A human is a greedy, egotistic, disrespectful fucker that only sees himself, and not the people he's supposedly working for as a politician. The sooner people start realising this, the better.

Integrity, honesty, morality... those are just terms that we use without any real awareness, because if we were aware of what they mean, we would understand that they mean respecting and honouring life.

To respect and honour life, one must respect an honour oneself. But instead of doing that, one looks for outside source of honour and respect, plotting and scheeming in the process. Ego - looking for outside validation. There is a whole planet of egos, and they are stepping each other's shoulders, kicking each other's teeth, in looking for validation of the ego. Hence the global fuckup.

Funny thing is, there is something more. There's life as a concept. That's bigger than anything and anyone. And lately it's been showing its teeth. Somehow nature/the physical knows exactly where to strike, because Haiti was the biggest child slavery market on Earth, and in Chile half of the women got abused by men. Maybe this quake will have shaken the men up to stop validating their egoes through punching women. The era of self-deception is slowly coming to a halt, whether we like it or not. Each and every one is responsible for the fuckup in the world by bying sweatshop made clothes that we don't -actually- need, by bying stuff to keep our minds occupied with ourselves and our good feelings (that will inevitably be followed by bad feelings), by putting responsibility onto politicians, and then blaming them when they don't deliver, and so on, keeping ourselves endlessly enslaved by our own nature in the mind.

Stop the mind. Breathe. See what is really here. Take responsibility for yourself. Stop making others responsible. Stop deceiving yourself that they are responsible.

happiness

We came to a point where the system is crumbling.

Cisco systems did a research among its employees, and found out that those, who work from home, are much happier than those who have supervision in the form of a boss above them. So obviously sovereignty is a big factor for happiness. The only problem is, that the system dates back to the days when the need for sovereignty wasn't present with the individual.

What has changed? The human evolution got to a point where it is merging with the technological one. Let's be real, we couldn't be any prettier (or uglier, nature doesn't care). The mind is the only thing left to evolve, since there is no more need for physical evolving.

This is enabled by the informational revolution.

We have the Internet, so in essence, we gained access to an enormous amount of uncensored information. Many people are starting to take in that information independently of social influences, forming their own opinion about it, according to their own sense. When the opinion of the majority about a given subject is similar/the same, we speak of Common Sense.

The individual is starting to be aware of self and the amount of people who share his opinion. The things that the elite is blabbering on the TV all of sudden isn't Common Sense anymore.

So why work jobs in an outdated system that does not support sovereignty of the individual, when things can be done otherwise?

The thing is that today's thirty-something year olds are a generation that grew up in a television fantasy world, and we would all like to be superheroes. As delusional as we are, we meet with the very stressful reality that we are not what we would like to be. A lot of us escape into drugs, some go clinically crazy, some even work nicely within the system with real jobs and real children… but they cannot handle love. Everything is going to hell. People won't get attached anymore. People are drifting apart. The family, as such, is nonexistent. Well, it exists, but its half-life is about 5 years. Now we have chosen families: a circle of friends we trust the most. Parents have become the thing that we avoid on our way to the computer. They cannot understand why we cannot work jobs. They will not understand.

Some of us avoid the system as much as we can. We work from home, we translate, play internet poker, design websites… and we live much more in the moment, because we cannot worry about the future anyway. Apartments are too expensive, blablabla, this whole subject has been chewed over extensively.

Up until now, the world was unaware of itself, because approx. 6 bio people walked around lost within their minds.

Now we have a chance of connecting with other people, and it is only a matter of time, before we become aware of the fact that we have to work as one, if we want to save our asses from the consequences of sins of our forefathers. The human is evolving very quickly now, and the system will burst, if we don't change it. First we must realise that the biggest human fuckup is abdicating our self-responsibility. We put responsibility for our happiness onto each other: our parents, partners, children, hair stylists, shop employees and politicians. It's always someone else's fault if we're not happy. How perverse the human mind is.

When we become aware of our own responsibility for our happiness, we will be able to change things. When we become aware of the fact that we do not have to react to every single useless thought that comes up in our delusional minds, we will become aware of our surroundings, and our influences on them.

Until then we will merrily trade with CO2 emissions and vaccines.

But we must, above all, become aware of the fact that it is downright absurd to want our overfed asses to be happy in a world, where people, who are exactly the same as us, are dying from hunger in painful cramps. In a world that is at its global technological peak.

Shame on us.

Love

Anger. The fuel of consciousness. It feels so righteous and empowering, doesn't it? One could crush the world in a single breath, when angry.

How totally opposite of the truth. Anger is the most wrongtuous and disempowering thing the mind could come up with. Self-deceptive.

What is anger? Anger is the mind's cover up for lack of understanding that we are always, in fact, angry at ourselves.

This should be VERY clear to parents, who get angry at their children for something they apparently did. If a child (toddler) throws food on the floor while you're feeding it, and you get angry, you're harming the child. How? Because the child does not yet know what you know (i.e. clean surroundings), and you're angry at it without reason. So the child feels the anger, but knows not the source of it, and is therefore confused. You, however, are avoiding responsibility for making sure that it didn't come to that, by being angry at the child.

Jealousy is, at this point, another fascinating thing to observe: it is the result of fear of loosing an outside source of recognition and sex. We get jealous when those points get threatened.

It has been established a long time ago, that all feelings and emotions are indirect results of either love, or fear. I would go even further than that, and say that they are all an indirect result of only fear. Even love is a consequence of fear. A child loves it's parent, because it fears loosing it, because it's existence would be in danger. A partner loves the other partner because he or she fears losing them, in that losing a source of recognition and sex, perhaps even monetary stability. Parents love their children, because they place hopes in them, to live the things that they never did, so correcting their past mistakes through them.

When we break it down, love always becomes something that is way less flattering than the divine concept, we know it to be. Of course we are going to keep deceiving ourselves, that it exists, because then we do not have to face the obvious deception that is going on within us.

Love does not exist. It never has, and it never will, in the form that we keep making it to be.

The sooner we realise this, the sooner real love can emerge. Real love, that will facilitate some real changes in this world.

It starts with every being loving itself. In order to do that, one has to know oneself. When one does that, one realises that everyone is the same. When one does that, one sees oneself in every person on the planet. When one sees oneself in every person on the planet, one does not want to harm anyone. One is actually aware of oneself, life, and all beings in it, as equal.

Cheers to that.

want, need, require more!

WHAT IS IT that we are looking for? What is it, that makes us unhappy, and makes us want ever more, even though we have everything? Personally, I have a roof over my head, a big bed, two computers and a connection to the internet, yet I always want more... more of what? Money. Why money? Because money buys everything. Yes, even love.

But what is that thing that we are REALLY looking to buy with all that money?

Recognition. We crave, need, breathe, eat, live off recognition. If there was no one around to recognise us, boy, we'd be in trouble. That is why we are called "social beings".

There is an interesting phenomenon in humanity, amongst women especially. We cannot stand to be alone for too long. We need human interaction. Why? Because someone is giving us recognition. Why do we value ourselves according to how many friends we have? This is interesting to observe with facebook these days; people are so proud to say "I have 200+ friends on facebook"

If we observe ourselves in groups of more than 2 people, we tend to think fast, to come up with the most impressive thought, that will redirect the attention to us.

Why do we all deep down envy celebrities? Because they get all of world's recognition at once. Oh, imagine the enjoyment of that. We envy, and we get spiteful, and then hateful. Because, deep down, every single human being wants that kind of recognition. But because we don't have it, we watch the celebrities fight amongst themselves for even more recognition! Is this fucked up, or what?

Thing is, the celebrities are not happy either. Even though they have all the recognition they want, and more. To the point of suffocation, really. Yet they are not happy, evidently. Why is this?

I have mentioned several times before, that no one can give us, what we need, if we cannot give it to ourselves.

What each and every human, within humanity as a whole, has never had, is self-recognition. No one in this world actually recognises self.

What do I mean? From the time we were born, we were bombarded by knowledge. At first it didn't matter, because we were not talking. We were communicating with sounds, and we were learning the basic physical laws of our bodies through dropping things, falling, walking, tripping, screaming, and so on. Our bodies learnt this automatically, there is no mind involved in the process of walking.

The problem became when the information started seeping in through words of our parents, who made us do the things THEY wanted us to do, not necessarily regarding us in the process. Thus they programmed us to behave in their way, trust only their judgement, and we never learned to trust ourselves. So, in essence, we don't know ourselves. We do not recognise ourselves. What in our thoughts did not at some point originate from an outside source? Virtually nothing. We did not really direct ourselves since the time we began to speak, around age 2. Since then we have been reacting to information from our parents and surroundings; in that developing a personality, which is nothing more than a bundle of reactions to information, unaware of self. We were conditioned to fit society, so we wouldn't stray. Because, if we didn't, each and every single one of us would have strayed in self-honesty. But we were forced to follow certain paths, and in that had to allow self-dishonesty in our lives, in order to survive. Hence all the battling with parents.

So, in essence, we have never really applied our self. Someone else always applied it for us. Hence all the teaching and conditioning we had to go through. So we could be applied.

Hasn't it been enough? I'm tired of being an application, really. I'm tired of having to serve in order to survive. I'm tired of everyone having to serve in order to survive. Service is the point of our existence. We are but automated programs. Not perceiving ourselves as such, but do you think that Google knows it's an application that supports the whole world?

The programming is our mind, conditioned in such a way to never be able to trust ourselves but always seek recognition from outside. It is time to stop this madness, and breathe.

Till here, no further!

the relationship mayonnaise

I'm going to be writing about relationships and honesty, and how, in this world, the two are like oil and water. They do not mix. You can try and force them into an emulsion physically, but with time that emulsion will go bad and the substances will separate again. Just like ANY relationship in current time.

The thing is, people are becoming more aware of some kind of autonomy over themselves. People are starting to act more in accordance with the "living in the moment" paradigm, rather than the old-fashioned "think about tomorrow" one. Why? Because the former allows more self-honesty. This is also a direct consequence of the current economy, that does not allow young people to be able to think ahead, because thinking ahead means enslaving oneself through debt, to work for 40 years, just to be able to afford a very modest home. This, combined with the Internet, and limitless access to virtually all knowledge, makes people reluctant to engage in the established social paradigms. They are starting to think for themselves, and reality is starting to tear at the seams, because the social systems are facing humanity's self-honesty, and shit is hitting the fan.

More honesty with self. What am I talking about?

I recently had a friend tell me that he had a dream about me, and that it freaked him out. I had three friends tell me that they had dreams about me, but that's beside the point, really. The info is just for non-freaking out purposes by certain people, who might be reading this. Moving on.

Dreams are really point-specific, if one pays attention. It's the shit that surfaces from the subconscious mind during sleep. That means that, even if we don't think about something during waking time, it is still there, in the subconscious. And if it represents a problem, it surfaces in dreams. We really suppress much shit, to be able to survive in the social systems.

This friend's dream was indicating some point of dishonesty to self. He has a girlfriend, so it would be seen as "bad" by society, if he started having thoughts about anyone else, than his girlfriend. And in his conscious mind he doesn't, but his subconscious mind doesn't like that. So it does it in his dreams. Why did it freak him out? Because deep down he knows, what the dream means. And he doesn't want to go there. And that, my dear friends, is self-dishonesty right there, readily accepted and allowed. Ready to make some mayhem in the mind, when the opportunity arises.

I'll give another, more powerful example. I was in a relationship for almost 10 years. Around 2 years into it, I started feeling restless. Around 4 years, I knew what it was, that I was restless about. I was attracted to other guys, and had to lie about it to my boyfriend, because I loved him. At that point I tried to lie to myself, to be self-dishonest, but I couldn't. I proposed an open relationship, and the guy freaked. So I kept on going and going and going, making myself more and more miserable, because I was afraid of loosing him. I was self-dishonest to the core. I accepted being in a relationship, that did not fulfill me, because I was afraid of being alone. Why was I afraid of being alone? Because, if he left, there'd be no one, to give me reassurance on my insecurities, that have roots in my childhood. The funny part is, that he never could give me enough reassurances, and I was always looking for more, which always lead to arguing and fighting. Many years later I realised how unfair it is, to be asking that of someone, and how relationships are a fuckup, essentially, because there can exist no HONESTY within them. Unfortunately, no one really realises this, because all these processes take place on a subconscious level. BUT... it is possible to get to know one's own subcoscious, I am living proof for that. Makes life a whole lot easier, too, and all it takes is asking the question: "why am I doing/thinking/feeling this?"

If everybody did that, whoa, the world would be a better place.

So, my dear friends, relationships cannot coexist with honesty, because entering a relationship has a dishonest starting point alltogether. It is validating oneself through another, and it never works, we are never happy in relationships. Because, ultimately, no one can give us, what we cannot give ourselves.

There is an alternative to this: agreements. Two people enter an agreement in full honesty that they do not know what the future might bring, but they will support each other whatever it might be, and not have to lie about what is going on. It only works in self-honesty from both parties though, so it's not as 123 as it sounds. Needs a lot of working on oneself. Knowing oneself. Otherwise you just end up torturing the poor being like in a relationship.

We have allowed much shit within our own minds by bending ourselves to systems that are inherently abusive of life. And by that we have allowed abuse of life itself. It manifests as 6000 hungry children dying each day in India, and 1 000 000 000 people going hungry this year. That's ONE BILLION, in case you were too lazy to count the zeros. Each and every single one of us allowed this. How? By living in our tiny worlds, limited to only ourself and those around us, lost within our minds, and reacting to every useless thought that comes up.

I have distanced myself from all this a little, and now I look at people. They seem like programmed robots. I know exactly how they will react to a specific situation. Like zombies, really...

Lost in relationships, and senseless spending of money, looking for that "something", a way to release from the undefinable restlessness inside... That "something", which they will never find, because relationships and money lead them away from it.

It takes a look inwards to find it. And once you do... you don't need relationships and money (not as much as before, anyway) :D It's a funny world.

This is not necessary. We can change this, really. Each and every one for ourself. Just know yourself. Nike. -> May it lie among the ashes of consumerism, as a monument on the grave of consciousness, fertilising a new world of awareness. Cheers.