Religion...

 First off I'm going to try my utmost not to bash individual Religions. There are plenty of individuals world wide who make it their mission to do so...I'm talking about ALL Belief systems as a whole, and the clergy that set out in building, recruiting, and fleecing those who enter their doors in search of guidance and peace for themselves and their families.   

Once again, ol' Jed McKenna hit the nail on the head when he quoted "Religion is institutionalized denial"...Denial of a simple truth. Yet a Ruthless Truth for anyone who would rather believe in an everlasting life existing within a so called heaven or hell as in many stories handed down thru the centuries.
Reality is just that....REAL. Sorry, but Divine intervention, miracles, or conjuring a so called "Holy spirit" to join in the ramblings of prayer (To which I've experienced time and time again back in my church going day's.) was nothing but chicanery...Yes, I at one time took the path of religion in my early twenties; After becoming a father (For the sake of my "Ex", her family, and our young children.) I found in a short period of time, that attending church was more like a social gathering than a actual lessons in attaining peace of mind.

I to struggled for many years reading, watching, listening, and discussing the multitudes of information out there, and came to the inevitable conclusion that once you throw out ALL the crap contrived by men there really wasn't much left, except using logic and common sense...I'm constantly reminded from day to day, a quote I've heard: "In that, which cannot be simpler." (Now day's the quotes come and go, yet more and more referencing the author of each gets a bit grayer In some cases.) In searching of the truth in all things, opinions and belief's must be stripped away and one must look deeply (Yet Simply) in doing so. Fear and uncertainty are clearly hurdles that must be dealt with, by facing each one and looking deeply and honestly at what's behind each question or issue, helps to clear a the path in traveling even deeper into ones mind...In revisiting and challenging ones beliefs, No one should trust what is said, heard or written by ANYONE in reaching the truth...The more difficult the question the more important each question should be dealt with care...Intimately I might add. Intuition is a nice guide but ALL angles must be studied at length before one makes a choice at what one wants to "believe" or Not.

People (Especially in this day and age.) feel the need to keep a ray of hope in their minds to help push through their life's and inspire others in doing as much good as possible for those around them, in hopes of making the world a better and kinder place for our young to live...In this I say, Yes! People can come together, (without judgement) and do this without the help of ANY religion. Just the love of our fellow man...Yet this idea is still quite away's out in the future for mankind to join together (as a whole) in such a way. Who knows maybe a great apocalyptic event will undoubtedly jump start bringing out the best in whomever is left to start a new. Hopefully rather than looking back, they'll come together without judgement and condemnation. In turn finding strength and comfort in one another. For in the end, We are one...

Every day we experience in one way or another "Prayer" in many way's...I have no problem what so ever in giving thanks and counting our blessing's. But praying to whom or whatever, and wishing for things to magically appear, change, heal or protect the ones you love, is setting yourself up for a let down if you're hoping to get what you "pray" for. Granted prayer vigils are a great way to show solidarity, yet personally I still reflect from time to time when I'm hospitalized and my family tells me how "everyone" is praying for my recovery...Sure it's the thought that counts, but Really? What about all those around the world suffering from War, famine, and natural disasters? They're no different than I!, Sure I'm thankful that someone cares, but my woes are nothing compared to those in need. Prayers are not going to sooth or help if everyone is just "thinking"...These people need action and support NOT thoughts.
I remember when I was a child, when I stopped and took notice regarding the night time prayer: "Now I lay me down to sleep..." You remember that one right? When it hit me what it was about, I Freaked out!! Needless to say I didn't sleep very well for quite some time...Come on! Maybe it's just me, but children are dealing with enough these day's without worrying about death in their sleep!!
So in a nutshell, Prayer is Simply one's way of publicly or privately taking a moment, and humbly giving thanks and observing of all the blessings in each of our life's. You can wish all you want, but if you put all your wishes in one hand and spit in the other, which hand will get fuller faster??...Crude but true.

Heaven, Hell, Purgatory?...Bullshit. Reincarnation??....Bullshit x2. Come on people! Our souls being recycled? Threats of being downgraded in the food chain upon ones return? Poppy cock... ALL this shit has been handed down generation after generation, ALL of it unsubstantiated. It seems that if something isn't understood (Especially by those of our distant ancestors.) people would rather create stories rather than say..."I don't know" or "No one knows". And saying that "It's Gods will" is more of a convenient verbal bandage than an simple acceptance of what is.

There are accounts from those having "near death" experiences, that swear they've experienced something from the "other side". The Other side of what? Another dimension? Come on! This isn't science fiction or Harry Potter...Okay everyone, these people were still in their own heads when this happened and we all know that the mind is incredibly complex in how it works and dreams; During these times of near death. I'm standing firmly on sound and solid ground when I say "I'm beyond skepticism." that Scientific explanations are far more plausible in each and every case. What happens in ones mind, whether on anesthesia or due to other circumstances, affect each person uniquely in each occurrence.

Okay now it's time to "Rip the bandage off"... It's time to grow the fuck up and look around you...There are no deities....Just life. Or death.---->Simple.
Calling this heresy when held side to side with many religions would be correct. Without religion this is boiled down to just common fucking sense. You live, you die...simple. If a light bulb "pops" and go's dark no one thinks twice about it. It's life is done and simply served it's purpose. Or for that matter, how about a battery that weakens and dies? This body serves as a "vessel" in which we do our best at keeping the 'essence' or 'life force' within emanating until the body ultimately fails in the end.
If believing in something "ethereal" to help you accept the inevitable without shrieking in terror when your time comes, so be it...

Religion had it's time in the distant past, yet just as with any other institution they ALL are in desperate need of reform. For crying out loud, it's the 21st century! No matter how well versed, educated or "Holy" the clergy may appear, we don't need fairy tails, threats and confusing script taken out of context to suit whatever message utilized, attempting to lull the public into submission. It's irresponsible and judge "mental" to preach these archaic theory's to the masses, guaranteeing heavenly ascent to those who abide. Yet there are those who boast a spot within a specific number of positions in Heaven...Let's say that number was 144,000 'IF' you make the grade. So this implies that heaven is smaller than a island nation and is at risk of a population explosion? Hmmm... Or how about proving your worth to a person/spirit guarding the 'gates to heaven' like some "bouncer" at a night club?

Again just plain ridiculous. 

Morality and compassion handed down from truly concerned parental units would surely suffice in raising our youth, along with good old fashioned chivalry, respect and manners in conducting one selves when in public...Again religion not necessary; Let's just call this "old school". We as adults have laws and consequences already in place to punish those who infringe upon them, and from time to time this to is flawed, yet we all must abide in these laws none the less. We are judged enough during our lifetimes, whether we suffer the consequences 'or' reap the rewards during our lives, why must we additionally mentally torment ourselves about reaping a reward or consequence of heaven or hell upon our demise? It's like having a little black rain cloud following you around every day (And night.) in hopes of keeping us in the "straight and narrow".

Speaking of "straight and narrow"...Sexual preferences, practices, reproduction or contraception also are scrutinized needlessly by the church. These are "personal preferences"  BUT praying on the young and innocent is a moral issue in which the law clearly dictates.<<< This I felt needed to be said for the sake of the children of the world. Consenting adults should have the freedom to enjoy happiness and love from all those they desire....ADULTS ONLY. Various religions and their clergies throughout the world have preyed on the youth through time, and are certainly NOT exempt from this statement.

Screw scripture, opinions and belief; Throw out everything and ask yourself this...
Is there, or could there be an omnipotent being or force that is responsible for ALL life in our universe??
Again let's keep this simple...Not convoluted in any way.
Remember, EVERYTHING evolves, even the common cold.
My answer came with Awakening and revisiting these questions without fear of judgement and of course...Keeping it Real. Like Right NOW Real... That's the thing without thought, fantasy, or what if's. All that's left, is profound clarity within the moment.

There are no deities....Yet maybe...(Going out on a limb here.) There are alien life forms that also came to be from the same elements from which we came, or in other words our distant genetic relatives...THAT I would certainly endorse in this case.

Death...

   Difficult as it may be, we all experience loss. In a myriad of aspects it takes it's toll on the living. Life and death spin right in front of us on a daily basis. Yet, when it hit's home, we inevitably witness the "true colors" (metaphorically) of those around us. Forget the sugar coating here, the stronger the mental connection the harder it is to let go. My mother once told me of all those in my family I was the one who connected more tightly than the rest in the family. It took the death of my father and seeing my family spin into chaos to open my eye's and see how dysfunctional and uncaring everyone really was.   

I've dealt with loss many times, starting at the age of 5; Not actually witnessing till age 20... But watching none the less. I remember at age 5, I was told that my 'step' grandfather was 'gone' and he wasn't coming back... Not knowing then that it was probably the closest to the truth that I'd ever get, at such a young and impressionable age.

  This body was diagnosed with Chrones disease in 1995, I know now that in some way it will be the underlying cause of my death when it comes. I'm grateful now seeing that suffering is just a state of mind; Having dealt with so much fear and depression from mental and physical pain in the past, was such an emotional drain; And going through more surgeries than I can count, having skirted death at least twice, this has made me quite humble and aware of how 'fragile' the life force is.

I don't need to know whats beyond Death...There is 'nothing' that needs to be known...Remembering one quote that's been profound since liberation,"You come into this world from nothingness...Walking this earth temporarily existing within the body as 'nothing', and one day returning to the nothing from which we came."

   Let's keep this simple, when the power go's out no one thinks twice about it...How about when you "pass out"?? Passing on is basically the same way, once you drop from consciousness it's up to the body to either recover or start the process of shutting down.

  What happens as each individual crosses from unconsciousness to clinical death is where the controversy begins. Many stories have spun from those who said they've witnessed varied dreams and visions from a brain in the midst of oxygen deprivation, just before regaining consciousness.The stories that have come to pass while visiting this area of unconsciousness are surreal to say the least, and to connect ANY references of a purgatory, heaven or hell is simply irresponsible in suggesting this in front of an audience, no matter how "real" they felt this moment was. 

   Death is a right of passage. (even a reward if you look at it from the right perspective.) I'm finally not only comfortable with it, but pleased to be at peace with the body being finally at rest. I've always been a supporter of euthanasia just as people believe in "pro-choice", I too believe in "pro-death". If ones quality of life is compromised and they choose not to be a burden to others, they should be able to die with dignity.

From a Religious aspect it's nothing but string of ceremonies and promises of heavenly ascent, all for the sake of the living. I'm Cool with the idea of having a 'going out' party and getting together for those who can handle a social gathering after paying respects.

Dealing with the remains is pretty straight forward and costly...
Getting together and viewing a dead body and saying some nice things about the newly departed, is just another show for all who are in attendance...Is this necessary? No.
Kissing a Dead body?? Hell No! Who the heck really wants to or should?? I remember seeing pictures from the 1800's and seeing the deceased propped up on a couch and pictures taken with family members at these function's...These people need to seriously let go!!

  Cemeteries now seem like 'junk yards' with pretty labels carved in stone, again to appease the living. While driving around town I'm sure you've noticed these "In loving Memory of.." stickers on cars around town, that now look like rolling Tombstones; I hate to sound insensitive, but really?!?, "we" celebrate the dead on a yearly basis, and from the looks of it, (At a cemetery.) a lot of people get pretty extravagant with flower arrangements and 'offerings' to the dead. I get that these are symbols of respect, but who are they trying to impress??

 Now I'm seeing around town and at the parks, where people are paying a fee to have their loved ones immortalized on benches, concrete, and ceramic/metal tiles or even have a tree dedicated to those at rest. What comes to mind when I witness this is "This make no difference what so ever to whom this is dedicated. But, what about the person who is behind this dedication?, Have they come to terms with this loss?, Or are they stuck in the grieving process?...I know some individuals who feel they can't let go, for whatever the reason; each day they continue to mourn endlessly, torturing themselves with the memories that haunt them. Some families even spin over and over on who's fault it is for reason of the deceased death in the first place!!...There comes a point that everyone needs to drop the blame and get on with their life's.
       
   You name it whatever else comes later, it all boils down to the dissolution of the deceased life's work and possessions, call it what you want everything is distributed and absorbed by all that show interest in doing so; if not the government finishes the rest. (That's exactly what happens in nature; whatever satisfies the living.)

So what the hell does Liberation have to do with this??
Who the heck do we "think" we are?? All these achievements, roles, relationships, knowledge, and wisdom that was 'thought' to make you 'unique' within society, simply cease to exist inside the moment prior to the dropping from consciousness...In essence stripping away all that once was "you" in an instant. All that is left is awareness and a body that is struggling for it's last breath. 





    
     

Meaning...

Alright everyone this is where philosophy and liberation collide...Anything go's.

The metaphoric "rabbit hole", after liberation seems to keep going and going...
I'm not sure how far this is gonna go...The layers keep falling away, even after seeing no self. I keep looking and the farther down I go, the less anything means any more.
I suppose that when I hit the bottom I'm done. Meaning dead.  
I've been pondering this for quite some time and I keep coming to the same conclusion, no matter the question... Meaning is meaningless.

It's like trying to give meaning to ones dreams, it's just tacking an illusion on to an illusion...Silly and redundant.  

This is like the imaginary carrot enticing the horse. Again, since childhood we've been conditioned in that each of us have some sort of meaning for our existence on this planet.

We all either ask it or hear it at one time or another... What's the meaning of life?... Why are we here??... Life just is...That's all. 
There must be some reason I'm here right?..BULLSHIT!
The best answer to that is SEX. Yup! Mom and Dad had some fun and here you are, nothing profound about it! Whether intentional or in most cases (including mine.) was a surprise that really wasn't expected.
Was I wanted?
This is irrelevant... Still imposes meaning. 

Of course Religion wants to be at the forefront of all this, and wants everyone, (that believe in a god) to donate their time efforts and of course money, to help their cause. So many people have said that a god somehow spoke to them and said they must reach out and help mankind (In gods name.) to help bring purpose in their lives. This in fact is a personal choice and bares no connection to fictional God what so ever. Whatever the cause one truly feels is worth pursuing should be considered, but only after they're sure that ensuing this path will end in happiness and personal contentment. I chose guiding and sharing this gift. Writing what's in my head is a cleansing process, I use in finally speaking out against the lies that I've lived with my entire life, until now.

Okay, this has spun over and over within this mind and still no matter who or what is said, if a person die's this person only leaves memories in the minds of others; There is no meaning is left behind, to each their own on how they choose to grieve. All that can be said is, they lived their life left some possessions behind and people grieved some mental loss. Anything else is made up and imposed within the mind of others.

The same go's for senti-"mental" value. Someone give's us some material object at some time in our life's and we attached this illusory amount/value to it. And by telling someone so, makes it worth so much more...Again, BULLSHIT!
Or how about "antique's"?...Slap that word on an old chunk of wood and ask a large price for it and someone is bound to pay it.
Hell I hit 50yrs. old this year, and no one in their right mind
would pay a dime to have me sit in their living room! ;^D


Alright,  now here's the part where if you choose to skip this I'll understand... This is where shit get's brutal for all you "feel good" spiritual people, sure there's beauty in life if you look but reality is a bitch. Choosing not to look at "what is", only put's blinders on awareness.

Love, marriage, parenthood...all these mean nothing. Anyone that say's otherwise is caught in their own level  of the belief system that they feel comfortable with and that's fine, but it's still not the truth.

Don't get me wrong here, these institutions are fine and try to add meaning to a seemingly empty life, but in the end all this "feel good" stuff is just another illusion to try and keep humanity from regressing into a primal state. I'm seeing more and more; That the meaning and respect that people once had toward one another in the past is deteriorating in this day and age; And primarily due to the increasingly disposable society that has come to pass. Not necessarily regressing to a primordial state but a regression just the same.

Humans are the only species on this planet that attach meaning to pretty much all our aspects of life...Let's take Dogs for example. When a dog has pups the maternal instinct kicks in, and they protect, feed and train their young to survive in the environment around them, but when the mother is done, that's it she's DONE. Then they're just another dog in the pack; Sure their scent is unique but none the less they no longer are seen as "family" as we do, there's no " Mom, Dad, brother, sister" crap, they're just another dog. You're either accepted as part of the pack, or you're not period. All this boils down to survival, it doesn't matter the species on this planet or another, being civil keeps human's from going at each others throats, and having our neighbors flesh for dinner. But still, war wages on.

In the end the illusion of meaning can be seen 'metaphorically' as a canvas sitting in front of an artist, "blank" and awaiting the imagination of each individual to fill it with excitement and wonder; Showing those they hold close, a projection of a world in which they wish to live.
Perfectly imperfect.    
 







      

Beliefs...

This quote was uniquely profound prior to my liberation...

"Everything we know, no matter how sure we are, is really just Belief, and ALL beliefs are self limiting, and serve to reduce the truly infinite to falsely finite"... Jed McKenna

This really set a fire in my gut, and jump started my appetite in challenging EVERYTHING!...Though at the time, I hadn't "popped" yet..... None the less it blew my mind.

Belief's have been a part the imagination of man kind since before recorded time, and evidence left from many ancient civilizations indicates this over and over throughout history. Whether seen as entertainment, or as a way of controlling the masses.

Think about it...How many beliefs can you think of off the top of your head?.....There's bound to be a million more...

When was the last time you found money on the ground (heads up ;^) or made a wish and tossed some in a fountain? Silly isn't it...But on a deeper level, there's a certain amount of reinforcement to the belief Structure.

People still go as far as reading the stars, and using the zodiac (When you were born.) to describe what 'type' of person you are. Then tell a fortune about what to expect in an upcoming event in your future and advise on how you should react...I've come across people in the past, that were so kind and pleasant when we first met and then upon asking what sign I was, or asking my birthday, becoming rude and judge"mental" and storming off....Never heard from again.
 
No matter how all this started, this "delusion" has created quite a dual sided sword metaphorically.

On one side of this "deluded" spectrum is viewing them as messages of hope and  good fortune. Mystics have enjoyed this ride for centuries making it a career choice... Casino's use "odds" as luck, in turn making profits from those looking to change their luck and double their paychecks...

On the opposite side of this spectrum are, beliefs instilling fear of impending doom, bad luck, the end of the world and hell and damnation  to those who do not heed the superstition or belief...When reality comes knocking many would rather blame something non-existent than to use logic and investigate further. Disasters throughout the world are blamed on "sinners" for enraging a God that will return bringing the apocalypse and  seeking revenge for those that refuse to believe...Or pointing at prophecies from men, written centuries in the past.

I recall seeing a television documentary, regarding the studies of a group of various patients, testing their DNA looking for a marker that would point toward a physical connection in the brain presupposing a person's "belief system" could be determined by noticing if the marker was present in each subject. This is interesting as beliefs do appear more apt at being handed down, from generation to generation. I remember at a young age my family having various belief's handed down from their relatives, whether of a religious nature (Catholic), or superstition that was referenced from time to time...

As a guide, the most common belief my clients suffer from is the belief that people see themselves as not worthy, or a failure in society; As a part of the battle for their liberation.
 
What surprises me now more than ever since liberation, how people are so willing to thrust themselves into T.V. and movies so freely. (This is when I'll stop and look around the room to see how literally dazed and disconnected from reality their bodies appear, as they continue to watch ;^)

Have you ever noticed how popular and deeply rooted beliefs are the most commercialized?  The marketing schemes are endless...Doesn't matter what time of the year it is. Whether on television or at stores it's pretty clear what is in demand by the consumer.

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Perception, Perception, Perception...

Experiencing life around us in the environment we live in is the same for everyone, how one interprets it is another.
Depending on the experience, motivational state and finally the emotional state, each can alter the outcome. From a physiological point of view, this is just scratching the surface.

From the moment of experience, the inevitable 'aspect' cascades through the mind, presenting itself within the conscious and unconscisous fields attempting to identify with or refute the input presented within the mind, in turn labeling it with the conditioning and morals each individual has attained through life...

Animal's perception are keen and direct, with out the contemplation of good or bad. Their focus purely on survival at any cost. Humans surmount this with memories, and influences, along with the intellect and wisdom attained throughout our lifetimes.

I am a stanch supporter of non-duality...Prior to liberation I too thought nothing of snap judgements in any given situation. 
Care must be taken in the judgement of many situations.

This seemly endless stream of perception of the experience's 
we encounter on a daily basis is only challenged a mere  fraction of the time, and in most cases dismissed. While using ones morals is the most common reference in determining ones conclusion. Wrongness is in the eye of the beholder and nowhere else.

My dad once told me "You're not a thief unless you get caught", which at the time had me wondering what had lead him to this conclusion... Now I see clearly that if someone feels "victimized" this label is then imposed upon the other, where as consenting leads to charity.
 
Society imposes laws in hopes reenforcing peace amongst our neighbors and promising "fair" justice for those in need.
The justice system deals with issues of perception on a daily basis, attempting to be as fair as possible, using the resources of lawyers, a judge and jury to create a unbiased environment in examining evidence and applying it to the laws of the state or government. Yet we all have seen, that this is still flawed...If one pay's enough attention to the various detail in any given situation, there's all way's unique differences in each individuals view of the out come.

I'm hoping everyone that reads this is familiar with the various formats of the word "Coexist" this word has been used to call together all the belief systems into a peaceful coexistence. Yet as long as differing beliefs and separate opinions exist between them all, this is a futile attempt.   

These scribbles you're reading right now mean nothing to someone that doesn't read. Governments, religions, and corporations use symbols to supposedly point toward a belief or system; To the awakened  these point toward nothing but groups of people attempting to keep their causes from inevitable collapse. Ancient civilizations, are proof of these failed attempts in the past.
The human race in itself has flourished despite disparity, and is the perfect example of resilience, and will be sure to continue this quest of existence on this planet in spite of itself.

 The only constant is the solace of reality and the clarity of liberation.

Where do 'You' live?

    Looking back on my youth (and seeing it in my children), you go through school, you get out, you see opportunity all around, (college, work, travel, ) you want it all, Yes the 'American dream', The house, 2 cars, 2 kids, a dog/cat. (you know.) Or those thoughts of how nice it would be if we could just get away, out of town whether it's just a vacation or moving somewhere, where 'the grass is greener'. Then there's a 'flip side' to this reality that most choose not too notice...

    There's a gentleman, that spends his day's 'alone', living on the streets next to some convenience stores not far from our home. Most would label him as a 'bum'; yet no one really knows this man; he's polite, always has a smile on his face and doesn't pan handle, yet people do tend to toss him food and money to keep him from starving. He never seeks shelter (I've seen him braving the worst of storms) and keeps only what's necessary to shield him from the elements. He has chosen this life and for nearly three decades has done so in peace; constantly moving from corner to corner to keep the police from arresting him for loitering.
    
    People get so frustrated with where "they are" during their life time that they do everything possible to place themselves elsewhere to do so. I tell my kids that "this" (pointing to my brain.) 'is' where you live, everywhere else is just a location...They give me that 'ya right' look and shake there heads.    


     Virtual reality seems to be easiest way to do this now day's, with all these video games and Television.( I'm not knocking it, I tend to get into it at times; I think it's fun also.) but still everything in moderation right? But I'm sure you know someone (like I do.) that takes it a bit to far, using it as a shield to block out reality.



   Reality is a bitch, it keeps banging no matter what, till it gets an answer...


I Remember reading Eckhart Tolle, and later finding that being 'present' was extremely difficult when thoughts were constantly distracting my brain. To this day I feel that 'Tolle' is more beneficial to the 'post-liberated' individual than those who are not. The references made in many cases are more readily seen when liberated. Not having walked the path only leaves, one confused and leery of the writer himself or with a temporary feeling of wellness.  


  So as Strange as this may sound, I was looking at the stars one night, and it came to me that this universe is teaming with all different forms of energy, and life in turn flourishes from it.


 Another strange observation; I was watching cars drive by and it hit me; "We" in essence are "individual" sparks of energy, transported within our bodies throughout our day; and in order to stay alive we must care for it as such, (almost like a car battery needs electrolytes to keep a charge.) constantly feeding, and nurturing it to stay alive but in time the battery dies anyway...


Doctors (In America.) are overpaid mechanic's, and in some cases even come off with a "God complex" free of charge...These bodies we're in aren't perfect (just like cars.) yet so complex that we can experience and interact with the world around us. It seems that enjoying the ride is only cherished, when a person is  liberated/Awakened or by those with a terminal Illness. Although illness has nothing to do with liberation, Except at the brief moment prior to death.<---Hence letting go of the body/thought process.


It actually is a miracle at an intellectual level. Our bodies make it possible to temporarily exist on this planet. It's not about being male, female or any nationality; It's about the life-force within.


  I try to make it a point every day not only to interact with my "Scotties", but to simply look at nature, animals are the perfect example of a liberated spirit. To live ones life and that's it... It all boils down to natures necessities. (Very crude and simple.) Yet no baggage or roles to play either...  


 Which leads me to my own hypothesis, (Try wrapping your Brain around this one ;^)  What if in fact that "we are" the very life forms that all these alien stories are all about? All this research and constant looking towards the stars in search of life beyond this planet, And people dedicating their life's looking outward, only to ignore the very thing within them that is the key. Not the bodies that we inhabit, but the energy or life form within us that has evolved to survive on this planet ...Okay scientists put that in your pipes and smoke it!!  Come on guy's, I mean that if we did find life that adapted to some other terrestrial place, they to would have to adapt just like us where they live right? And what is it that keeps them alive? It is exactly what it is that allows you experience life as we know it... Formless, Pure, Energy.






      

Slay the demons---->Don't Feed em'

   Why are we here?      What what do we want?..."The Hope of every person is simply, Peace of Mind."-----Dali Lama.


  I've heard it time and time again..." If things keep going like this I'm gonna have a nervous break down and check myself into a mental ward!"...(Though I prefer to call it,"The Enchanted Kingdom";^) No, I haven't been to one personally, yet I hear the drugs are pretty good...


This process, for the medical/pharmaceutical professionals is a multi billion dollar industry that guaranties nothing to it's patients just on going maintenance...Hence job security.


Drugs suppress the body's response, but doesn't treat the 'symptom'. Mental health professionals over the years have made endless attempts to cure individuals of these ailments and have made some breakthrough's regarding the abnormality's of some patients, from the bodies physical aspect; But Scientist's are still in the dark about 'what' functions the brain. We're not talking about neuroscience here just every day "peace of mind".


  Whether life experiences, (burned into ones memory) thoughts or dreams that permeate the 'soul', these same thoughts tend to leave an seemly never ending impression throughout ones life. In reality you can't 'un-see' whats been seen, 'un-live' what's been lived; These memories, (Seen in a non-dualistic way.) are wisdom and strengthening references and in no way define who one's self 'is', nor a label us as victims, just survivors with a story. Spinning horror stories over and over only recreates the fear, sadness and depression; torturing one endlessly, and leading them toward, misery and suffering.


   Looking around each day I see how people so freely immerse them self's into distractions and varied illusions (T.V., Movies, Games etc.) to help distract or even disconnect with reality, and seem to be so unhappy with the way things are; Drama seems to pacify and temporarily disassociate people with there own life's.


  With all these distractions how can we focus on thoughts anyway? Society has bombarded us with so many tasks and means of social interaction we've lost touch with the one thing we've had ever since we've been born...Our Body. The body doesn't lie. It may go unnoticed by it's host (except for eating, bathing, sex ;^) , and work; but in this society, boy's need to be tough, girls need to be tougher than boy's, and basically we all need to suck it up and be the best we can be, and at the same time raise our families, stay out of debt, and so on and so on.<-----Get the drift?... Basically It's not "cool" to have feelings.


    Monitoring feelings, is the only way to truly sense the affect, all these "Self" imposed thoughts have on the body; While old habit's are hard to break, going unchecked only leads toward mental breaks and physical ailments taking place within the body. We're so accustomed to interacting to the world around us that we never get to really sit down and clean up our own "crap" we acquired, each day, week or at all!! It just builds and builds till we "break down". 



   All there is....Is the body and the mind that's it..."Thoughts", lets face it, they have no mass and do not exist in reality what so ever. The mind merely stores these bits of information, until you either act on them, save them for later, or forget them all together.


   Identity, ownership, it's all a lie... You are a living being, with life experiences unique only to yourself, and that's all. The rest is just baggage, keep what you like, but if it disturbs you then fucking dump it "it has no mass and serves no purpose". It's all just distractions that keeps you from enjoying what's truly important in life-----> The present.



   These thoughts can even be considered 'magnetic' in nature; (When the "self" is at the center.) They attract and build upon one another, creating an impression of something so unbearable that it's host will undoubtedly act or react upon, either outwardly toward those around them, or stress that the body reads as an on going physical "threat". People are treated everyday for stress related illness,In Which medication alone doesn't cure the underlying cause of the affliction to the body.


The flip side of this "demon" is addiction... You name it... drugs, alcohol, sex, gaming, food... Whatever it is that hits that "spot" in the brain... Stopping at nothing to get more.
Thoughts in this case relentlessly build for the sake of the addiction itself, with no regard for it's "host" or the loved ones around them. We've all heard stories of those whose  addictions have driven them towards desperate means of attaining the source of ones addiction. Again training the mind toward abstaining from the addiction is not only big business but also in most cases a life long commitment of those afflicted.


 The objective of these "Demon" type thoughts are to occupy us...Not to defeat us...


  Suicide can also be attributed as being a major factor of these type of thought patterns; Tricking the mind into believing that there is no other way, to end one's suffering and trying to write an ending to a story that in fact, would end in the termination of the body that hosts it's very existence.
   
   So it all boils down to "Repetition", it took repetition to build the illusion... It takes repetition (Like a sledge hammer tearing down a wall...) to see that the "self" (and it's demon's) don't exist... Everyday we challenge the world around us pretending to be clever and intellectual, yet we don't stop (really) and think about cleaning up our own "shit" till it bites us in the ass, Reality's a bitch and will set you straight every time. 


 
This is your ride, your life. Why should you remain a prisoner to your own thoughts?
 


 

Illusions...All is not what it appears.

   Alright....Ladies And Gentlemen!  I'd like to perform a Magic Trick...(Okay, nothing up my Sleeves ;^)   Now If you look closely I will make your "Self" disappear!... Ready!? AB BRA! CO..DAB..BRA!...HOCUS POCUS!.....**POOF**!!!!    It's Gone!   TA DA!
    No smoke and mirrors.... Cool trick huh?...So is it happening for ya yet?  If not...you CAN do it I KNOW you can, but the tip to the trick is don't look at me! "LOOK WITHIN"...  And keep practicing. (You know what they say? Practice makes Perfect ;^)
    Remember there is NO "I"....There...Is...NO...."I"..The point is that there never was a You...Your identity an illusion...
  When asked "What's the meaning of life?"  "Why are we here?" The best answer I've heard was in a song (yup a song)...RUSH - "roll the bones".."why are we here...because we're here..roll the bones!"... You fill in the blanks when it comes to giving it meaning, not God or anybody else; My Grandfather told me "forget about Money or Power, if you Truly Enjoy it, THAT! gives it meaning... If not, then what the fuck are you doing?"   
    Look around... Your just here enjoying the "ride"... WAKE UP FUCKER!!   THIS "IS IT!!" THE RIDE OF YOUR LIFE!!!!...ENJOY IT!!...One ride... That's all you get. (Unless you believe in reincarnation.) Good Luck with that...
   
   Lets start at "the bare bones", "You" <(doesn't exist) "own Nothing." If you think you did, "look" again, Your body...is on loan, until the End then it's gone too. Sorry to bust the bubble; Now you can work backwards, it's Okay nothing to be afraid of, we all deal with this sometime or another. (Better now, then on your "death bed".




   So on with the show...Now if you look closely (lenses off), Step Back and look Everywhere you'll see that society is constantly feeding (or streaming) illusions to keep those that are "asleep" pacified.


    I Was just looking around my house and noticed, "None of the shit is me!" :^D I mean it's cool and all, but soooo Not me. It's funny I gotta Buddha statue out front, A plastic skull covering the sewer pipe cap, Chinese Dragon's and a rock dragon in my garden, "crosses over all the doorway's (inside) to protect us from "The in-law's" ha ha;^), and a sign that say's "As far as everyone knows we ARE a Normal family" then to top that one off, I put a sticker on it saying.."Normal People Scare Me."; By the way what is Normal?... come on... just an ILLUSION. This shit just makes me laugh.


    It's everywhere...just "look"  Money, Jewelery, and Cars. (Paper, rocks and metal, pretty I might add but just that; At least a car will take you where your going, yet you need money to do that too!) "genuine hand crafted w/certificate of Authenticity." (Really?!! gimme a friggin break!)... Value, Appreciation...Anything to get a rise out of the public. MONEY...Really just slips of paper and chunks of Metal that someone takes in exchange for what ever is needed; Robert Scheinfeld said it best, that money's only purpose is to show your appreciation for the items or services sot. You name it nothings free except your mind if you allow it.


   Now credit ratings; Boy does this chap my hide! ( A fuckin report card! ) It's discrimination no matter how it's put. Discrimination and judgement go side by side it's all around us just LOOK!!



       People are trying to make ends meet just to survive, and most, (If their not on the street already!) are one paycheck from the street, standing in lines for food, and packing shelters to keep their loved ones cared for. Homes in foreclosure sitting empty, and people on the street. THAT'S reality...


    
  






   


  

Holiday's vs. Celebrations...

  Like i said before; I'm purging here, so if this blog sounds philosophical it's purely by accident.  
   
   Alright, I'm not out to be a buzz kill... I like to party and spend time with friends and loved ones like anyone else; Keeping in mind that "giving and togetherness" is at the root of holiday functions... But some of this "shit" now, is getting out of hand. Not knowing ALL the traditions around the world; I'm talking about the big ones we are handing down to our "children / grand children and so on" (depending on your age ;^) .


    Then religion has to get involved and put their "Spin" on it to put a "profound" twist toward their cause. (Religion gets a blog all to its self....)
   OK...I'm just gonna say "it" continuing to create illusions and being liberated is a tough thing to do; First we say to the kids that Santa Claus, (Which there was such a good Samaritan by that name.) isn't real; Then in the same breath, saying that GOD is Real?!? WTF? Sounds Atheist? so be it, it is what it is... Now, if we say to those same people that God isn't real... Wow! does that piss em off!! Now your a heretic and should be damned for all eternity! and, burned at the stake!! Wow this shit IS Fucked up!!!! 
  
    Whats REAL is that every one is going through hard times and trying to make a living.
We see it all around us; not to be a downer, but it still exists, and surely will in the future. I have a wall hanging (That i just had to have.) that says, "It's the most wonderful time of the year" (ya it was a song.), but none the less I keep it up all year long to be a smart ass...Cause lets face it, we should consider everyday a blessing anyway.


   When I was a kid, my dad and I would decorate the house and put up the "tree" spend some quality time together and watch "The Grinch that Stole Christmas" (every year, yup "tradition") he didn't like cartoons, but made an exception for that show. Ya, so what? This I do with the children every year, along with going to see "X-mas lights" around town... "Tradition" none the less.


   So.., I was included on a "Black Friday" mission by my son, getting presents for the kids...That! was quite an experience...Along with the hustle and bustle; just tagging along "protecting the loot"; I couldn't help but noticing everyone, and the looks everyone had, scurrying about; Some happy of course, but others with the "focused look of competition" while other looked stressed and grumpy, and like maybe two or three (including me) with these silly smiles and occasionally shaking our heads at the folly around us. Succumbing to the corporate madness of projected earnings!; The marketing, the SALES!!, the "push" to get those numbers up by the end of the year. How jolly is that?!?. Scrooge could answer I'm sure.


    Some time back I remember seeing a calender by a company specializing in party accessories, and they printed every single "holiday" possible on that thing. Literally every other day or two was a holiday of some sort. That's fine, lets enjoy our self's, and not be coursed to spend money we don't have to show the ones close to us, how much we appreciate them through out the year. When you feel it Show it!  Kids are getting the wrong messages out there! 


   Call me "old fashioned" but a holiday "reboot" is needed... Family, Friends, Good food, "Spirits" (you know;^). Good times and good will...THAT'S what it's all about.          
        

The " I " must die...

  I believe it was Jed McKenna  who wrote that some may achieve "it" during their lifetime where others will at the point of their death. "It" being no-self, the Gate, Enlightenment or what ever you want to call "It", "Jed" just called it "Human Adulthood".

   In my case no matter how interested and motivated, It still came the hard way; after that harrowing night, along with being a bit hung over, and sick from such a cold evening (wearing only a t-shirt and shorts) mentally beat down, and having to answer for my foolish night with apologies and regret to my friends and loved ones.(My wife wondering if she should commit me for 72hr. evaluation.) The best answer I could give was, "I had to call myself out on some shit." 


   Up until that day (in my head) I kept saying to myself over and over "there is no I" "there is no I" again and again, to no avail. Why? it seems so Easy what am "I" missing? 

   Day two was the day I "popped". Sounds funny, but in fact it was the most profound and humbling experience I've ever had, so much so I didn't believe it at first...

    I'm sure that it was more difficult for me than others, yet I believe, it took being so beat down "mentally" that left me open for "the self" to fall away. leaving a feeling of profound relief.

   What is Enlightenment? Its reality without all the baggage and judgement and drama involved...(of course that's my opinion ;^) . In turn taking the proverbial "weight" off your shoulders.

   Which brings me to that point, (That night standing on the ledge of that building...) when everything went "quiet"; My thoughts becoming silent; Even for what seemed forever at that moment... What I've learn since then, is that thoughts come in endless strings (whether asleep or awake.) not aware of their certain demise if the body dies. Their only mission is to constantly spin stories or plans with the endings of many choices without any concern of their host or others....In turn driving one quite mad if going unchecked.

   Having to go through such a violent and potentially harmful means for this I say, is well worth the journey taken; Though not recommended for others.
    I believe that someone must go thru some sort of profound means to LOOK and break thru the illusion of " I ". It doesn't come easy....

Who is I???

   During a long summer hosting a "grand kids" reunion, along with being tired, frustrated and unable to cope with the drama coming from the "parental units" involved. Everything I tried to help me cope; Failing, along with self medicating. I again "vented" to my dear friend; Feeling again that my efforts have failed....Saying thing's like, "I Can't take this shit anymore!", "I can't keep up!","I just need some peace", "I don't know why I'm here!","I'm just a glorified house boy!" "I fucking want OUT!!" and "I" this and "I" that...Then "Jeff" said...     "Who's is I?" and I paused to catch my composure...Huh? "who is I?" At first I thought hmmmm....new philosophy? or is he just fuckin' with me... Then he responds "There is no I"....Ok now I'm thinking, yep he's fuckin' with me now...It reminded me of the old comedy routine by Abbott & Costello "Who's on First". (my wife to this day still thinks it when I bring it up...hopefully she'll get it someday;^)...) he then points me in the direction of "Ruthless Truth.com" and says check it out if you dare...

   So I check it out...My first impression (as well as my wife's) was Damb! these guy's are rude! Why does this "view" of life need to be so brutal? I read the whole thing and signed up and mulled it over for a while read this blog, and that blog, alot of it went over my head.

   Time go's by and my Ego is telling me "I got shit down" Right?....Wrong. More time go's by...By this time my Inflated Ego comes up with "Oh OK I am God!"... ya whatever...(Then even though I'm on anti-depressants) I'm constantly contemplating suicide, Angry and an emotional roller coaster....one night "I snapped"... slamming down alcohol, smoking this and doing that...I went for "the last walk of my life"...that's what I told myself. I left walking downtown to find a building to throw myself off of...Why? "I" couldn't take it any more... "These people can get along just fine without me!!!."

   I screamed, wept, walking into on-coming traffic!! Ranting to myself on and on, saying if I can't figure out an decent answer to life; That life wasn't worth living anymore...

   I walked  "each step" balling my head off, and saying "Come on fucker your gonna get this or your Fucking Dead!!"...I found a parking garage, walking the stairs, contemplating each step yet unable to find any reason to stop. Upon reaching the top I found my "spot" climbed up, and there I stood looking out, I'm thinking "Why didn't I run into somebody?"... Screaming, tipping forward and looking down... Tears streaming down my face, my head pounding; seeing my demise beyond my feet... Then nothing...complete quiet...thoughts gone.

    Not knowing exactly (at the time) what had just happened, my first thoughts were "Fuck! You Pussy you couldn't even do that Right!!!" ....Looking back now; I know why...

                

In the beginning.....

Pre-Liberation.....Of course. 

Just a normal kid...? No, not really; I always had a feeling that i didn't fit in. That something  was off, (from my point of view) when I'd express it, at times; whether it was toward my parents or friends their response was reciprocated wrong or with some sort of negative or moral / religious spin to it, which left me truly suspicious of my thoughts and others.

    As I grew older; "pieces" (however puzzling) seemed to hit and made me question how society was spinning in circles that seemed "endless".

   As youth passed, my grandparents and parents passing, and my body failing on numerous occasions,(Without the help of modern medicine, I wouldn't be here now.) I have found a certain realization that "life force" is in fact delicate, and have a humbleness now that wasn't there when I was young. Death is guaranteed...I've gone thru depression and bouts of suicide but until my liberation didn't understand what was so necessary about life, going in seemingly endless circles, and growing older and feeling less in control of everything around me and at times becoming fearful even anxious of what is to come.

   Then I met a friend, (Not just any friend.) A Guitar teacher, an artist in any rite. And one day in a conversation about "Self help" it began; How so many self help "guru's" think they have it all figured out; And that "psycho" therapy only covers what is so called " Mentally Ailing" you, in a Physical sense.

   We conversed about whats out there, and something was said about how we "perceive" the world around us; and how things are really just self induced "illusion"; It sort of hit me weird; but later I started playing with the idea and a week or so later; I was thinking about, (of all things!) the President and all of the bullshit he has to put up with, and then "It" hit! (looking back it seemed like...."this may sound funny... like that fucking egg on the cover of the "Alien" movie".) a crack with the light behind it. It hit me; that's when the Awareness started "Big time". then all the pieces from the past started coming back and I started challenging EVERYTHING!!....

   Then I Read Ekehart Tolle , Ganga Gi, Jed McKenna... Whatever seemed to catch and keep my attention... they would touch on a lot of things and puzzle pieces from my past but they were that "feel good" temporary shit that would pass, but not be worthy of a day to day dose of realty that inevitably smacks you down to earth and say's "Bitch your wrong!"

    Just needed to go there one last time; It was pretty profound at the time, but nothing to what was about to come...

Bio...Cam "RT"

So many thoughts....So Little time....

Born June 1963, without the work of a deity and just as unexpected as the universe began, so did I...

My dad was ex-military (Navy) witnessing the "A-bomb" tests on what was then the Bikini Islands during world war II. After returning home he worked as a toll operator for Bell telephone. Later he took over running the motel business for his mother prior to her death...My mother, (Raised in a strict catholic family.), only worked two jobs her entire life. The first as a usherette at a Movie theater (Where she met my father.) later she worked and retired after 45 years from First Interstate Bank ; Both doing their best to keep our home intact. My sister (12 years older) when I was brought home, was instantly the baby sitter and made responsible for my welfare; When our parents were away, she was understandably reluctant to do so, and in turn missing many activities due to our parents absents.

Dad was happy to have his son, yet my mother said when I was grown that she loved my dad, but really didn't want children...Some, I'm sure would find this disturbing, yet my mother felt that bringing a child into his world, would only impose suffering upon another generation...

Looking back I see that they both had depression issues undiagnosed, in turn self medicating themselves with the potions of that period. (Alcohol and cigarettes).  I too struggled with depression and addictive tendency. It's my belief this had been handed down genetically, thru both sides of my "family tree" including the disease that was diagnosed  in my late twenties that took the lives of some of my relatives due to the complications there in, if it wasn't for medical technology I too would have succumbed early in life. Undergoing many operations, and living with Chrones disease doesn't identify "who I am", It's just something that has to be kept in check until the body gives out In the End...

  I went through school... Kept my head my head down and didn't stand out... Not really shy but didn't fit in really. I had some friends but later found it was mainly just for "partying purposes". Finished school,(with below average grades) started a family (early) kept my head down and worked hard to keep my "head" above water (looking back to no avail.) I lost my health, lost my family and then lost my job (Boo Hoo Hoo Right?) So what, life goes on....Though it was so dramatic then.

Who's Cam?.....No one.  Why the hell did I choose to add "RT"?? Regardless of the poor view of how Ruthless Truth did business, and the reputation that ensued, that's where " I " died.... The Truth is ruthless...It takes courage and honesty to see it.

What was he?  Not a scholar, or a writer, or one with a degree by jumping through hoops to do something for a living that will show everyone that I achieved expertise at career in life. Marrying at a young age and like everyone else just trying to survive in the society we live....

I've had my share of career's and hobbies. During high school and until the motel was eventually sold, (following my grand mothers death) I helped my family run the motel, managing the front desk along with maintaining the building and grounds. Most of my career's ended up falling back on the ability of construction and repairs of buildings and home repair which was how I eventually started at a bank as a building engineer for then Security Bank of Nevada. Three years later the manager of electronic banking, noticed how hard and dedicated I was and hired me as an Account Manager and ATM/ Credit card machine installer for Bank of America, our most lucrative accounts were the "Casinos and Cat houses" that were maintained on a weekly basis and were on-call 24 hrs all over northern Nevada. Doing so until my health eventually failed a decade later...

I've never been one that appreciated being stereotyped...Yet society imposes this by labeling even the most mundane of tasks...We can start by the roles and labels of  grand parent, dad, husband, and guide in more ways than one.
I play guitar, work on my own vehicles, groom my dogs, maintain the house inside and out. All in the attempt to save money and budget like everyone else.
You could say I go by many labels yet not one can describe what it is, I really am.

 

     Eventually I met my second wife, she brought sanity to a pretty insane and chaotic life that I was living...If it wasn't for her; I probably wouldn't be here now ( At least in this capacity.)  I've come full circle in my life from a middle class childhood, to poor, then wealthy, to poor again...I've found money neither cures or helps but it seems without it, society requires "funding" while playing this "game" living life on this planet. In deed times have changed immensely since our ancestors, and what little money they made to get by on, now is a joke compared to what is nessesary now. Yet another sign of impending economic collapse. 

 
Looking back on  life I was destined for liberation. As a youngster I was quiet and reserved, more like a observer than a social butterfly...I've always been intrigued by illusions, subliminal messages and the like, and enjoyed seeing the truth behind every situation;  I've never been one to follow the crowd...In retrospect a lot of how I viewed real life turned out to be the puzzle pieces that fell into place and finally put this mind at peace, once liberation brought clarity, solace, and acceptance of what is upon this mind.