WTF Humanity?

What the fuck are we doing as humanity? We're allowing wars, murders, starvation, rape, molestation, kiddy porn and much much more abuse. I don't have the time nor the room to write it all down.

Why do we allow all of this? Because we are individually caught up in assuring the fulfilment of our own self-interest desires, wants and needs. Me me me, only me and my close ones, fuck the rest of the world. What we fail to realise within it all is that if we don't stand up now, and end the abuse of Life for Profit... there will be no world to give to the future generations. But we don't care. We keep looking for that sexy lady or man, who will confirm and validate us in front of our friends, and that perfect job, which our friends will be envious of. Greed. It is in every single one of us, and yet we still keep pointing fingers at capitalism and the banks. We are capitalism and the banks. We are the system. The system does not exist outside of our heads - it is built from within the human being - with thoughts, feelings and emotions. Fears.
The system is not a physical entity, yet it has a life of it's own, because we sure as hell are not directing it, we just follow it blindly, like sheep - because we follow our own thoughts blindly, like sheep, never questioning them, and not even realising, how they create the outside system.

Therefore we simply follow our own greed in self-interest, and don't give a fuck about the rest of the world, because that is just too big for us to think about. "It's a whole planet, for chrissake! You expect me to fix the whole planet?"
No. I expect ALL OF US to fix the whole planet. Because if we don't - consequences mentioned above.

To fix oneself, remove the capitalistic ego of Fear, and stand as Life with integrity within oneness and equality, please visit desteniiprocess.com

To learn how to apply oneself towards a better world, please visit the forums at http://desteni.org/

To support a practical solution that would end the abuse of Life for Profit in this world, please visit, vote and share www.equalmoney.org

If we don't stand up - no one will - because there is only us. There's no them.

the dichotomy of civilisation

Just as the individual sees only itself and indulging it's own desires, wants and needs, fuck the rest, so is our civilisation exceptionally self-centered.

We keep expanding, researching and bettering our own lives, we act like a virus, actually we're acting like colonies of bacteria on their peak, just before more of them start to die off then new ones are made - because all of that is possible only because on the flip side of this civilisation, on it's other half, people are starving to death, wars are fought and uncontrolled raping of the planet goes on.

Just like the individual, who will try to win in every situation, but will still harm itself with various behavioural patterns.

The collective mindset is in absolute disarray. Everyone is pulling to their own side, we cannot seem to communicate, because we're in separate bubbles of desires, wants and needs. If only we stopped for a moment, we'd realise that everyone's basic desires, wants and needs are the same - to be safe.

We live in a world, where safety is not provided due to an abusive monetary system, which is the consequence of sins of our fathers. A sin of greed and thirst for power, a sin that every human carries within itself.

We - all humans - are here to mend that situation.

It is our duty to erase that sin from ourselves with forgiving ourselves for accepting and allowing it within ourselves as individuals. We need to stop this system, power down, and restart, reboot, retry with a new system, one that provides safety and a dignified life for all, so we don't have to be at each others throats and kick each others teeth in, in order to grab as much safety as we can. www.equalmoney.org

We need to realise that we're mathematically one sevenbillionth of the worlds human population, the population that is responsible for all the atrocities that happen, and we carry one sevenbillionth of responsibility for what is accepted and allowed in this world. That is why it is crucial to investigate what we accept and allow within ourselves, and erase any and all mindfucks that make us unable to see reality for what it really is. The Desteni forum is a very effective place for that www.forum.desteni.org

Unless we wake up and apply ourselves, we will die miserable and alone, because communication in this world has become virtually impossible. Have you noticed it? Wanna know why? Check out www.desteni.org

Being skinny

Being skinny

Everything in my life revolved around that one single thing - how could I become skinny. Throughout my life I turned that childhood dream into a more "realistic goal" - how to achieve some normal weight, at which I wouldn't have to experience myself as ashamed of my fat folding, when I sit down.
Nothing worked, of course, but to find that out, I went through massive amounts of self abuse with no eating and over eating, exercising, being depressed and basically having a really troubled way of looking at life because of the way I look. I even ended up in a psychiatry hospital due to "depression", but in essence it was due to huge inability to accept myself the way I am.

Up to my early teens I was basically the chubby girl in class, and that was enough to make me feel completely isolated from the rest of the world. I was wondering why I am not the same as other children, but there was no satisfiable answer or cure for my condition. I grew up comparing to all these thin girls, and I felt I could never be accepted, because I looked different.

Comparison with pictures started early for me, because my mother was a ballet teacher, and I went to her classes for about 4 yrs. In the big ballet room there were pictures of beautiful ballerinas, sometimes in quite impossible positions, and I started judging myself as not agile and not pretty enough early on.
But the real agony began, when I hit puberty, and started comparing myself to other women in a sexual way, and within that developing the fear that I will never be able to have sex due to not being thin. I have actually so efficiently persuaded myself that I am not good enough for not being thin, that I stayed in my first relationship for ten years, but as soon as I lost a decent amount of weight, I started compensating for my perceived missed years, and tried to catch the attention of every male I could, whether there was attraction or repulsion - it didn't matter, as long as I felt superior within it.

The inferiority of being fat runs deep, and I balanced it with violent superiority. Within all that there was always a fair share of desperation, a feeling of isolation and rejection for not even coming close to be able to compete with the pictures in the media. I always wondered, what it was like to be so thin and perfect, and not have to worry about what one eats. I had my answer in the form of a best friend, who is today married to a rich lawyer.

We live in a world where one's physical appearance is a massive factor of survival. We need to look our best in order to get that job, that rich successful man, we need to draw people to ourselves based on our looks and the victims hidden carnal desires. We're encouraged to enhance our looks in any and every way we can. If we don't look at least comparable to pictures in media, we're shunned and left wanting, so that we never really stand up as who we are, but instead worry and fret and loose sleep over how we look, because our very survival depends on it.

Till here, no further.

That is why I am one democratic vote for the Equal Money System - it takes out the factor of survival. People will be able to be way more comfortable with their looks, and will therefore be nicer and more receptive towards each other.

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We are the elite

I have moved into an apartment of my dreams from a previous life. It has literally everything I had ever wanted: a bunch of computers, a ginormous tv, a playing console, a cabinet with my electric piano in it, a fully equipped kitchen, where everything works, it's new, it's warm and cosy, it's even an attic apartment, which I've always found to be particularly romantic... and now that I have it all, I hardly feel any overwhelming feelings of joy, because I'm aware of the fact that half of Earth's human population is living in terrible poverty, and that I am able to live this way only because they live that way, it doesn't go otherwise in capitalism... so it's not something that I can really enjoy as much as I would without that factor being present. I have even learned that I am in the top 20 % of human population, who have a computer, which makes me the elite. I use products that people made in Chinese factories for slave wages. I drive in cars that use gas (oil), for which wars are fought (in a world where cleaner energy is available).

I have been walking the process of equalizing myself, and I have come to realize that it is unacceptable for us to keep existing this way. Everyone should have the commodities that I have, and those commodities should be made to last, so that we don't keep needing new commodities every few years. That way we could all live like me in a sustainable fashion.

Capitalism is failing all Life on Earth, and we, the elite, who enjoy the results of heavy labour in Chinese electronic and sweatshop factories and famine in Africa, should really get off our asses and do something nice for the slaves that we don't even know we have. Like implement an equal money system, so we can stop the hierarchical slavery that we're all subdued to in capitalism.

I am one vote for the Equal Money System.

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Why I could hear the Desteni message

When I was little, I felt there was something awfully wrong with the world. The better I got to know the human system of interaction and living, the more I was sure that something went terribly awry here. Plus, I couldn't shed the nagging feeling that I should be remembering something, but I didn't know what. It seemed strange to me that I couldn't remember my own birth, that I was not aware of myself immediately when I was born. Why was this? Where did I come from? Where was I before birth? Why can't I remember?

As I was growing up, I slowly but surely forgot all these questions, because any and all quests for answers had brought me to a dead end. My mother was blabbering about some god that made me, which made absolutely no sense, because I couldn't remember and/or see any god. Why would a god make me and put me on such an abusive planet, full of anguish, poverty, disease, hunger, rape, torture, wars and bullies, if he's so benevolent. The explanation that he works in mysterious ways wasn't enough for me. I knew and felt that there was more to this existence than what I am perceiving, therefore I came to the conclusion that god is an evil fuck, and I will kick his ass, if I ever get the chance. I completely and utterly hated god, while claiming that he cannot exist, lol. But I essentially hated humans for believing in a god and allowing such atrocities in his name. Even my own mother. My father was more of a scientific persuasion, which suited me a whole lot more. I stuck to what I could have knowledge about by seeing and/or experiencing. I didn't need a god to bear responsibility for all my fuckups, I faced them all head on, or at least that's what I thought. Little did I know that I had built myself into my own cocoon, a world of thoughts and perceptions, completely separated from the actuality of the world I had seen and known as a child. I used to look at my parents, who were so unhappy together, yet, by the time I grew up, I had developed an illusion of love and a hope that I might experience it after all, regardless of my parents failure to peacefully coexist. My longest relationship of 10 yrs was my attempt at making love work for me in this life, but as time passed by, I was realising more and more that I was lying to myself. I couldn't stay with this person any longer after 10 yrs of trying to actualize the idea of love in my head, when my body was telling me to get the hell out after 4 yrs of trying. I broke off the relationship, and kind of realised that a life long relationship is not possible for me, because clearly the connection ends after some years of living together. I tried pursuing some more romantic endeavors, but they all failed miserably, because the ideas of love in our heads were/are just too different.

So in 2008 I was already completely disillusioned about love, I had seen Zeitgeist, which made me a little more hopeless about the situation in the world, I was quitting my faculty, because I perceived myself as unable to do it due to immense emotional distress I was going through, and I was trying to figure out what the hell to do next, now that I know that I cannot live like the rest of the world apparently can. I was a total mess, completely and utterly lost, fearful and totally constricted and limited within my own perceptions of the world. I hated everything and everyone for being dishonest and making me be dishonest with myself. I was wondering whether it wouldn't be better to just find someone, do the butterfly thing, marry them, and then cheat on them when the hormones stop working for the two of us. But I knew that I wouldn't be able to live with myself like that. I didn't like lying or being lied to, so how the hell could I live with myself like this until I die?

I hated everything and everyone so very much, that I started being sure, hoping and wishing that a 2012 disaster will come. It seemed imminent enough. I browsed youtube for videos on 2012, and all of them gave some vague explanations and guesses about what is going to happen. After three days of pointless searching, I clicked on a video that was waaaay down in the related videos. It was a video of a young boy, who breathed out and in in the beginning. I knew what this was, as I had investigated the channeller phenomenon, and I also found out that scientific research of it came to a dead end, with some very interesting, yet inexplicable results.

When the boy started talking, I noticed that there is something very different about this channelling, because the being talking was not being all dramatic, like with all other channellers I had seen. The being was telling me flat out that nothing is going to happen in 2012, the world will only become more fucked up, that I am responsible, along with everyone else, and that we're all equal, no one is higher than anyone else.

I couldn't believe my eyes for a while. Everything I was seeing and hearing seemed completely accurate, but I couldn't believe that I actually found what I was looking for - a solution for this world and myself. I started investigating what I had found. First I found out that the boy is not a boy, but a girl. Then I started investigating, where they want money from me. This cannot be real, this must be fake, this must be a clever hoax to make money. The desteni I process course was not existing at that time, so there was actually NO MONEY WANTED FROM ME. All that was required, was to be able to hold a reasonable dialogue with members of the forum, but I couldn't even do that back then. My ego kept jumping out with emotional tantrums, and I kept being banned for my verbal indiscretions, which only gave me additional proof that this is for real, and that these people are not kidding around.

That is how I started my Process. I watched and watched hundreds of videos, I watched them day and night. In the videos I got answers to my long forgotten questions from childhood, I had found the source for blueprints of this world and myself, and I was thrilled... But I started doing self-forgiveness for real only a year later, when I was forced to, because my family and therefore my whole "safe and secure world" fell apart, and I was left all alone to myself. That is when I stood up within and for myself by utilizing self-forgiveness, breathing and self-corrective application. I started stopping my mind and gaining direction.

The thing that impacted me most about Desteni was the promotion of Equality. I always felt that it was amazingly unfair that some people are perceived as more than others, and I always passionately opposed that kind of thinking. I couldn't stand someone thinking that they're more important than me, and now that I think about it, that's probably why I hated god in my mind. I hated the idea of something bigger than me being in charge, since this existence is clearly not something that would be made by a divine being, but rather by an intern with a bad attitude (I'm paraphrasing George Carlin here).

When I heard what Desteni has to say, I was like: "YES!!! I do NOT have to live the way I beLIEved I would have to live!!!" I was completely delighted to finally have all the answers to questions I have long forgotten and had given up on them ever being answered. It was like coming home.

A year later Desteni came up with the Equal Money System, an actual solution for this world that is based on actual research and common sense (and is not only a pipe dream of how things should be) which I stand for as one democratic vote. I am one vote for World Equality.

http://desteni.org/

http://equalmoney.org/

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coming home

I've been struggling with the problem of not having a home for a long time. I lost my "home" (the apartment my parents owned) when I was 12, and we had to move to another country. Since then we've been living in rented apartments, and I've never felt truly at home, although they were homey and my family members were there. There was no safety of "owning a home".

In 2008 I encountered Desteni. The Desteni knowledge gave me answers to questions I have long forgotten I had as a child. It affirmed my hunches about life that I had as a child. With it I gained back the peace I had as a child. It was like coming home.

Some time after I started the Desteni I Process, I was walking "home", towards my rented room in a student apartment. I noticed myself having some thoughts about this, I breathed, and in that moment I realised that home is where I am, right there on the pavement.

I am Home.

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break the bars of the mind prison

I watched a sitcom, where five siblings from a "poor family" (three bedroom house) had to compete for a phone, because their parents couldn't afford five phones. The parents made them compete in doing all sorts of chores, and enjoyed the benefits of such a competition. Then the siblings saw through it, and went on strike. The parents, unable to decide whom to give the phone to, abdicated that responsibility to the sibling who was not competing from the beginning, and acted as a voice of common sense. But he couldn't decide either, and his father advised him to weasel his way out of it. The sibling then decided to keep the phone, and the others attacked him physically. Some serious injuries would have happened in that fight, if the "weird sibling", who competed for the phone to send it to his Mongolian pen pall, didn't shout at them: "To us this phone is a commodity, to Yaba's village it could mean a connection to the outside world." The siblings realised that they're being selfish, and gave the phone to the "weird sibling". The episode ends with the "weird sibling" writing to his friend that the phone was washed away in a terrible storm.

Firstly - it is funny how we see someone, who is selflessly ready to help someone less lucky than him, as a "weird character", and laugh at him. We're really very abusive beings, aren't we. We laugh at these sitcoms, we laugh at ourselves in order to hide our misery within survival from others, so we could feel or at least appear to feel better and happier than them. How pathetic.

Secondly - the end of the show, where the "weird sibling" lies to his friend, brings the whole concept of friendship in this world under a big question mark. The scene blatantly indicates that this is simply human nature, and that we should give in to it, and keep laughing at ourselves. If the producer of the show bore any self-responsibility in him, he'd have ended the show without that final scene.

This sitcom clearly indicates how abusive in nature our world system is, where, in a world that has enough, we must compete and kill each other for things. The siblings were ready to kill each other over a phone, which also puts the whole concept of brotherly love under a big question mark. There is no brotherly love in the face of money. Only self-love, and no one else. My brothers can die and kids in Africa may starve to death - as long as I have a phone.

We all support this system in our own selfishness, and we collectively laugh at it through watching TV, we laugh at these abusive things, instead of facing them within ourselves (our wants, needs and desires), and changing ourselves into something less abusive and self-centered, so that all may live.

Quite some time ago, with the emergence of the Zeitgeist movies, we realised that this world is technologically advanced enough to support all living people. Now the Occupy movement in Slovenia has come to the agreement that direct online democracy is the best way to go, and showed it by printing statements about it and gluing it to the voting sheet.

Next we need to realise that we must actually change ourselves in order for this world to change, because it's every single one of us that wants a better phone, wants to be better, taller, prettier, more than others, which is a capitalistic personality. It is time to realise ourselves as equals to others and recognise others as equals to ourselves. We do that here http://desteniiprocess.com/

Only this way can we come to an agreement that we need to implement a money system, which supports life, so that all can have a good cell phone, since we are technologically capable of it. There are just as many tossed cell phones in islands of plastic garbage floating on our oceans as there are people without cell phones in this world, I am sure. Capitalism doesn't support life, it supports death for profit. Death of all living beings on this planet. We need to fix this. This is the system http://equalmoney.org/read all about it, and support it's predecessor, the BIG - Basic Income Grant, for all people to have enough to at least survive until the implementation of Equal Money.

We do not have to kill ourselves for money, after all, it's only printed paper. Lets lift ourselves up from this wretched existence.

It is necessary to realise that we won't be able to keep hiding our heads in our anuses for too long, because the media are rattling with rumours of a global war. This is unacceptable at this point in human evolution, and we need to prevent it. We need to realise that we are fighting stupid fights over who is better than whom, when in reality we all have two arms and two legs, we all need to eat, sleep, shit and die in dignity.

In order to realise these things, we need to get rid of our fears, which have been installed by our parents and their parents and so on, therefore I implore the reader again to investigate the Desteni I Process for real. It is the only rock-solid, undeniably working method, which expands horizons, breaks the bars of the invisible system mind prison and frees up the life inside a human.

Join us at http://forum.desteni.org/

unemployment

There is an inherent fallacy built into the system, called unemployment.

How come there are not enough jobs/work, if everyone needs to work in order to eat?

If this was a systemless world, everyone would be hunting and or working with the soil, to be able to eat. But since we have a system, some don't get to eat, because there's money in their way. They don't have it, and they've been born into a system, where they cannot hunt and or work with the soil freely, the system won't allow it. Why? Because it's based in profit and greed, but the funniest part it that we all allow it, because we're all profit-driven and greedy, we grew up that way. We were taught to compete and compare and lie. We are the system. The system is us. It's not other people, which we so like to point to.

So in order to change the system to one that allows everyone to feed, we must change ourselves. But we don't want to change ourselves, because we like ourselves and our lives so much, or at least that's what we tell other people, but it's all a lie that we tell people so we wouldn't perceive ourselves as failures in a system that promotes competition. We lie. We are the system that lies and doesn't allow everyone to feed.

We're clearly bipolar, because while we're so "satisfied with our lives", we're still crying out for change - to other people, nevertheless. But it is ourselves that we're crying out to, really. We just don't realise it. Humanity is all collectively waiting for itself. We're all waiting for something to happen, within that perpetually allowing the status quo, where not all are allowed to feed. We're monsters. Each and every single one of us.

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Stop the monstrosity in the world http://equalmoney.org/

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The Miss Education Documentaries Cult Pageant

I watched a documentary, which was covering my fields of education. It was a high school physics and chemistry subject, non-newtonian liquids.

The narrator kept talking about starch being made up of long chains of atoms, and when pressure is put on them, the chains get tangled up.

I thought "hmm, that's not right, starch is made up of glucose molecules (which are formed from atoms), which form chains, yes, but there's a whole lot more of implications here..." completely disregarding for a brief moment that I was looking at a 3-d representation of a bunch of atoms with their electron charges, which again, had absolutely nothing to do with the subject.

Someone actually made that movie, and hoped that no educated person will notice this. This film was not made with the intention of educating people, but of keeping them entertained and glued to the tv, feeling good about themselves, look how educated they're becoming. When in fact, they're being even more dumbed down and brainwashed. Awesome, isn't it? Everything is in reverse.

I suggest that all people, who are obsessed with documentaries, get together once a year and have a circle jerk-off, and then pick a new Miss Education for the new reality shows, that have crept their way into every orifice of our lives.

All others, who are sick of this shit and want to give the children of this world a head start with a real education that supports self-expression - support an Equal Money System.

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The Child

The Child is born into this world with a terrible burden - it has to Fulfill Expectations. If it doesn't, it gets yelled at and perhaps beaten. It is expected from The Child to learn everything the parents have learnt, only better. The Child is expected to fill some mighty big shoes.

Se we put The Child into way too big shoes, and we don't just expect it to walk, we expect it to run. So The Child tries to run, and falls, and we feel disappointed, so we encourage The Child to run some more, and The Child tries, and it falls and falls, because the god damn shoes are just too big. And by the time The Child has grown into the shoes - it doesn't even know how to walk, it only knows how to fall and deal with the pain.

The Child's Expression is oppressed because their parents must make them a working part of this system if they themselves are to survive and have someone take care of them when they are old.

In an Equal Money System no Child would be oppressed by parents because Everyone would live a Dignified Life from Birth to Death with everything taken care of. I am One Vote for an Equal Money System!

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A Global Civil War?

London is burning, and so are the rest of the major British cities. The reason is, of course, money. People just needed an excuse to go looting because they feel deprived. They feel deprived because they are deprived. Deprived of time to breathe and express ourselves. We are so busy trying to keep up with the constant madness of making money that we forgot what it means to live, and not to survive. Rage and anger are blinding people so much that they are unable to realise that no one cares about them, and that we have to start taking care of ourselves. No one is answering to our demon strations because the elite thinks we don't know any better. But we do. We know that the elite is paying it's soldiers and policemen to stand with guns against their fellow human beings. We have long since realised that we live in a corrupt system. Each and every one, who reads this blog, knows it. But some may not know that it is up to us to find a solution as well. The solution is Equal Money for All from birth to death.

Today I have heard rumours of the elite planning to adjust the legislation of Slovenia so that the health care system would be the same as in America, which means that the citizens would loose their rights to free healthcare. This would of course be a question for a referendum, but they are also adjusting the legislation so that only certain legislative questions could be decided upon by the people. These exclude laws about international politics, monetary politics, taxes and the ministry of defense (the whole weapon selling-buying business, Slovenia has just recently bought some tanks)

All this might very soon reach the same point in Slovenia and all over the "first" world as it has in the UK. People will take the streets and loot, and the elite will bring out the water canons. The real question is: will the soldier and the policemen have any sympathy for their fellow citizens being stripped off of their dignity and pushed naked into sheer survival?

The stories of many a science fiction writer are coming true. A society under a corporation and martial law. Unacceptable. Let's go for the Gene Roddenberry version of the future and let's implement Equal Money Democratically - one man one vote.

I am one vote for an Equal Money System!!!

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actors/entertainers are predominantly from well-off families

I was translating mini documentaries on movie actors, called Star Profiles. I did Denzel Washington, Stanley Tucci, Edward Norton, Mark Wahlberg, Tilda Swinton and Cate Blanchet.

What struck me as strange was that most actors origins were not even discussed, except the date and place of birth, except with Mark Wahlberg. They went on extensively about how his youth was troubled, because he came from a poor part of Boston. He got his big break, when his brother, a member of New Kids on the Block, a hugely successful music band, helped him become Marky Mark.

They don't mention those actors pasts, because there's nothing dramatic to mention in terms of having had hard lives. I did some digging around Wikipedia, and it turns out that most of them came from privileged families with parents who were lawyers, ministers and the likes of government people, who do not struggle for money. Their children were free to explore themselves, and chose the most appealing profession, because they could.

The illusion that anyone can make it in Hollywood is therefore a bit flawed - it's actually a highly private circle of people who protect each other's interest in keeping this world interested in them, so that they can go on with the lifestyle they have, while billions in this world are suffering due to the unimaginable conditions of poverty.

See for yourself, concentrate on the section of the bio that says "Early life":

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Norton

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lady_Gaga

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madonna_(entertainer)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tilda_Swinton

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Denzel_Washington

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ed_Helms

Of course there are exceptions, like Mark Wahlberg, who stand out and give people hope that they too can become actors some day and enjoy the privileges and attention of the rich and powerful lifestyle, but what does that say about us? We want to be secure and loved in a world that is full of suffering, and we do not take anyone else but our close ones into consideration. We know this about ourselves, that's why everyone thinks that humanity will destroy itself instead of realising and saving itself - they simply do not know how it could be possible, because we're too selfish to even consider that there is a possible solution.

Here is the possible solution, http://equalmoney.org/, but to actually consider it, one must rid oneself of highly selfish thought patterns, which can be done here http://desteniiprocess.com/ and here http://desteni.co.za/

We must abandon hope of fame and fortune individually for everyone to have them globally, because equality is the greatest fortune to be had - it guarantees peace, because if everyone has everything, then no one desires another's fortune.

It's time to stop idolizing false gods and start living as equals.

Why do we have to Promise our Love in front of Witnesses?

We live in a world, where we all quietly play into the collective (self)deception of love.

Obviously somewhere in history someone made the observation that humans are not monogamous and implemented the rule to get married in front of tons of witnesses and promise our undying love to someone, so we can be held accountable if we dare break the collective illusion.

That probably happened somewhere around the transition from tribal to city culture, when money was introduced and the economic need for such a relationship was born.

In my own experience, the "love" feeling (hormonal rush) lasts for about 3-4 yrs, before my head starts turning otherwhere. That coincides with some scientific assumptions of life in tribal times, where a couple would stay together for roughly 4 years to raise a child, and the whole community would raise it after it was weened off the breast and learned some basics. The mother and father would split, and have other children with other partners, thus ensuring the much needed diversity for the DNA to stay healthy and adaptable.

Somewhere in history we started going against our biological nature and got ourselves bound into lifelong monogamy with illusions of love that were supported by fairy tales since we were little... by the time we felt our first hormonal rush, we were completely brainwashed and believed this sensation to be "love", and that it will last forever. By the time we realised that it is not so, we were already married and fucked for life. Why? Because we had promised each other eternal undying love in front of tons of witnesses.

Fucked up, eh?

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Support the solution to the fuckup of love http://equalmoney.org/

Bring yourself home http://desteni.co.za/

To all people, who think that "we should take the streets"

What are you taking the streets for? The lawmakers are not in the streets... they're tucked away, safely in their cars and mansions. So what are you actually taking the streets for? To show your frustration? To whom? Who do you think cares, safely tucked away?

That's like having a football game with the gollie of one team way up high under the roof of the arena and his players have guns to keep you from climbing up there.

The elites do not care about people protesting, because their asses are physically safe, and they know that people are too stupid to come up with anything else but protesting, because they're absolutely brainwashed by desires and wants and needs of the inner Hollywood.

To rid self of brainwashing investigate the Desteni I Process and to rid All of brainwashing support the Equal Money System.

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how parents limit a child's expression

A child is a mirror. This is why I promised myself never to have children - because I noticed myself being very similar to my parents, and I perceived them as fucked up. I yelled at my mother in anger multiple times: "I will not have children and perpetuate this bullshit!"

A child is a mirror. If one hits it, it will hit back, but if it is overpowered by a strong adult, it will develop a sense of powerlessness, which it will then try to compensate by exerting power over another child, thus carrying on with the fuckup, which has been pestering humanity since the beginning of time - the desire for power stemming from the fear of pain/death/survival.

Parents have children when they have long forgotten how it is to be a child without fears and worries. How it is to throw a stick in the air and watch it fall to the ground. How exciting it is to learn how to throw the stick in a specific direction. How awesome it is to jump around in the leaves. How great it feels to scream at the top of one's lungs. Being here in the moment. Not worrying about the past and the future and what other people think. Simply being.

We have forgotten how that feels. We go to gyms to keep us fit, and we don't enjoy that movement at all, it is boring, because there is one singular train of thought behind it - "be beautiful, get sex." We repeat robotic/idiotic/boring movements over and over again, never giving the body a chance to express itself and learn new things, like a dance or a sport. We simply move because we believe that it will help us stay beautiful, and with that limiting and abusing our body to the fullest, exhausting it, while we're busy in our minds with various thoughts and future projections, talking to ourselves, while the body is yelling pain at us, but the desire to be beautiful and healthy (fear of death) is stronger and louder.

Children are free of that to a certain age. They have a much clearer awareness of themselves, and they know what it means to actually be moving, not just move for the sake of getting to a goal, but movement being it's own purpose.

So when we take children 'for a walk', we're thinking - how good movement is for us, and we'll go up that hill, and we'll have a coffee, and damnit, I want to be up there already so I can relax, my legs are killing me... all the while the child will be jumping and dancing around, stopping to look at the nature, learning and testing gravity and it's own body, but we won't notice that, because we're so preoccupied with our own thoughts. We want to get up there as fast as possible, and we yell at the child to hurry up and walk. Oblivious to what our child is actually discovering, oblivious of what we are failing to share with our child in the moment, oblivious that our child is actually alive and has it's own rights to freedom of movement. We are oblivious to the fact that the child is equal to us, if not superior in understanding, because it learns on a tabula rasa level, without preconceptions. The child is an actual being that wants to experience itself as it wants, but we are oblivious to that, because we want it to experience itself as we wanted to experience ourselves, so we can live out that experience through the child. In essence putting all of OUR hopes and dreams into the child. Screw that. It's child abuse.

In an Equal Money System, where everyone is taken care of from birth to death, everyone will get to express themselves as they want to - be it singing, dancing, exploring, you name it - and the need to have a child to be able to live out one's dreams of expression through the child will drastically diminish, thus diminishing the child abuse in this world to a zero.

Therefore I support an Equal Money System, so that we can stop this wretched accepted human condition.

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the self-deceptive nature of the human mind

I noticed something amazing. I was translating the next text about heart arrhythmia:

Host of the "health" show: "When a patient comes with such symptoms, will the doctor conduct further tests?"

Guest on the show, a cardiologist: "Yes, in case of palpitations HE will perform a physical check-up, from which HE will try to discover what kind of arrhythmia it is with an EKG machine. If necessary, HE will monitor him, until WE don't get an accurate diagnosis."

This purely subconscious workings of the mind is how we dodge responsibility in our thoughts, but we're very quick to take the credit for someone else's work. Even in hypothetical situations. This is how each and every single human being with a mind operates, and therefore each and every single human being is responsible for the deceptive fuckup in the world. Because we deceive ourselves to levels we're not even aware of. The ego is a massive fuckup, and for this world to change, each and every single one of us must change, so we can realize ourselves and implement an Equal Money System, so this kind of deceptive behaviour within the human can stop once and for all. Therefore investigate the Desteni I Process. http://desteniiprocess.com/

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The right to survival

Today a friend commented that in the future there will be no jobs for people due to automation taking over a huge portion of physical labour. The only way he saw out of this was to rely on one's own hands and start planting one's own food.

It struck me in that moment that most of us do not actually own a piece of land, on which we could grow food for ourselves. If I tried to plant food somewhere in the open, some or other entity would come to scorn me, or fine me for it. If I tried hunting for animal meat, or fishing, I'd be scorned and fined again.

At this point I have less rights to ensure my own survival than a wild animal. I have no freedom to fend for my own food. I may not utilize my own two hands to grow and hunt for my own food, ON THIS EARTH THAT I LIVE ON, and if I don't have other means to survive in the system, which I've been born into - then I might just as well die, for all the system cares.

In an Equal Money System Everyone will be taken care of automatically, just for being born on this planet. No being will be left behind or abused.

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Love - A Money Story

I grew up in scarcity. I grew up wishing I had responsible, rich parents, so I wouldn't have to live in fear every day, as I did in childhood/adolescence.

Somehow I always managed to get some guy, who was from a family that was well off. I wasn't intentionally searching for them, I was searching for smart guys. Turns out that people with smart genes usually come from families that knew how to use those genes. Mine was inhibited by alcohol. It was early on in my life that I started noticing that wealth is something one is predominantly born into, and therefore has a better chance at stability in life than one that wasn't born into it.

When I was little, I had many questions about the world. I could see my parents being unhappy together, yet forced to stay together because of us, the children. I tried imagining what my future will be like, will I also have to marry someone, just to be economically safe? And then be as unhappy as my parents? Do I really have to get a job, in which I'll spend the best years of my life, and then slowly wither at the whim of... whom? I couldn't see myself having children, although I tried imagining that too. I thought: so at 22 I have to have a child, like my mom. And then what? My life is over? I want to live my own life, not spend it taking care of some other being... I want to experience life for myself, not exist just so some other being could experience it.

None of it made sense, really. So I made myself a compromise in my head - I will have a few boyfriends, and then I'll marry someone, but I could never really see myself doing that either. It was a thought that was based on the social programming of "what we must do with our lives".

Then I met my first boyfriend, and I was "in love" for the first time, high on hormones off my tits. He asked me whether I'll be his forever, and I froze. "No", I said honestly. He started crying. I panicked that he would want to leave me, if I don't do something, and I really liked the sex and proximity, so I added to the answer: "Only 'till the end of life."

He saw straight through my deception, but chose to beLIEve it, and hope that I might change in the future, if only he waits long enough.

After 2 yrs had passed and the hormones wore off, I started looking at other guys, and after 4 yrs I couldn't take it anymore, and asked him for an open relationship, to which he responded with freaking out. By then I was used to him protecting me (from my unstable family), and me not having to work much, although I did have jobs. We were both becoming bored with each other, so we turned to experimenting with drugs to keep life interesting, as sex was not that interesting anymore.

That and studying and working kept me occupied for the next 4 years, but when the chance presented itself - I cheated on him, because I was missing the thrill of falling in love. At that point I have realised that love is nothing more than economic security, because I was fearing for mine, when I was facing the breakup due to cheating. I remember telling myself in the end: "Fine, I'll get a regular job, take care of myself, I can't take these limitations anymore."

I kinda fell for the guy that I cheated with, but he was a player that didn't have any serious intentions with me. When I realised that, I started chasing my own highs of proving myself as desirable and wanted with guys, and got myself a trophy - the most perfect guy in all senses, but way too young for me. However, I did feel on top of the world for fucking the most gorgeous, smart guy of many talents.

Afterwards I fell in love with a guy, who represented everything I wanted to be, and at that point I realised that I want my partner to give me worth, because I cannot give it to myself. I realised that I fall in love with people that I want to be like.

This is the last time that that has happened. I am deprogramming the construct of "falling in love".

A month ago I met a guy, who is the ultimate thisandthis, and a thatandthat to boot. I couldn't believe the combination, and I was totally thrilled. I allowed myself to go into the possession of "this is the coolest guy in the world", only to find myself compromising myself for that particular definition. I was enduring much of his ego abuse silently, but I did apply self-forgiveness as much as I could, and I have gained awesome stability.

It was interesting to see the desire for comfort and safety show up, after I found out that he is also well-off. First I reacted with the attitude of "I don't need no man to take care of me," but as we went further into the relationship, he started talking about buying an apartment. At that point the desire to be safe came up. I decided to be completely honest with him and tell him that I would be prepared to take on the role of his girlfriend in the matrix, and proposed a trial period of six months, to which he subtly agreed.

My backchat got worse, however. My mind started projecting various thoughts into the future of our life together. Images of me having to present myself to his parents and friends, show off my intellect and breasts, to make up for his perceived shortcomings in my appearance.

I was basically planning deception, lol. Starting point - fear of not being safe in the future. Not having a home. Not dying a dignified death. Being a victim of the system.

Which was my starting point for becoming involved with Desteni in the fist place.

After I had agreed to let my hair grow, but stating that I will have to shave it off eventually again, he started pushing his limits. He wanted me to quit Desteni, and started manipulating me and looking for proof that Desteni is a dangerous cult.

I remember being embarrassed to be associated with Desteni as well - the knowledge and what goes on within Desteni is simply too out-of-this-world for an average human to perceive it as being possible. Yet it is. Therefore I'm sticking to it, no matter what.

It's also interesting to see, how we can perceive ourselves to be lonely in a world of 7 billion humans. How did we come to such separation? Money - fear of survival - we stopped talking to each other, and built bigger fences, bolted doors, security cameras, to protect what is ours, so the evil people, who have less, wouldn't steal it.

We didn't exist like that in socialism in Slovenia - we played outside, everyone had a home and a job, people were taken care of to some extent, and therefore much friendlier with each other. Now they avoid eye contact due to the excessive activity of the inner hollywood that developed in us through capitalistic TV shows. Everyone wants to be a superhero, and everyone wants to win.

Who looses?

Those, that have been loosing forever - those born into poor families. Those, who have no voice. Those, who we should stand for. We cannot keep ignoring the cries of Life, because the Wrath of Nature is going to get us all. The human will either stand up to end the abuse of life with an Equal Money System, so that real, unconditional love may emerge, or we are done for. Laptops and iphones can't do shit against earthquakes. Money can't do shit against earthquakes. We're going to have to step together and help each other, one way or another. I'd prefer it was the political, and not the postapocalyptical way. Postapopolitical... I wish it didn't come to that, because I will be among the majority to die in that apocalypse. I've noticed that no one else thinks that way, when they say that there has to be an apocalypse that wipes out two thirds of humanity. That logic... is subtly off.

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.

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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