Rielly, I agree there are many playgrounds per se. Those are religion, politics, corporate business etc. They are systems of structure that are set in place to restrict, regulate and control.
Stepping out of the playground for me is choosing not to participate in their game anymore. They make the rules, change the rules, and utilize the rules so they are the only ones who can win the game. Why be a part of it? So I can get my daily crumbs until they decide I can't even have the crumbs anymore? Why?
The only way you enter another playground is if you choose to enter another system of control, restriction and regulation. We don't have to do that. I am looking into severing myself from citizenzhip to become a sovereign person. Somewhat similar to the natives. Been researching it for a couple months now. Have a lot more to research.
The reality is that it may not work but at least I went downwaling awya from the illusion that is doing its best to wipe us out anyway.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Too many things to say so a quick summary
The illusion has crumbled. Reality. Jesus is a person. His teachings are profound but not unique. But he is not the illusion. The religious game is part of the illusion. The elite are the rulers of the game. The game is the illusion. What is the game? All of it. Everything. Religion. Politics. Law. Business. It's all an illusion.
Reality? We can choose to step away from the game. Stop playing. I am leaving the playground.
Reality? We can choose to step away from the game. Stop playing. I am leaving the playground.
Monday, May 11, 2009
The distance between
Well now that I finally have my blog back up I can spew some more thoughts.
Relationships with friends is such a challenging thing at times. I do find it interesting that I place different expectations on some friends and not others. Some friends if I don't hear from them for a year, my connection with them will still be strong and healthy and yet with others if I don't hear from them in 2 months I feel like we are no longer friends.
Another thing I find myself doing is wanting to separate myself from friends who associate with others who are people that have hurt myself or my family. I think this is more normal but still I wonder why I do it.
What defines a friend? I like how muslims define it, to a degree. If you are a friend then they will die for you, literally. If you are not a friend then technically you are an enemy. I don't necessarily like the enemy part but I appreciate the idea of how seriously they take friendship.
There are those people in life who call me a friend but who repeatedly do things that would be contrary to what a friend is. Perhaps why some friends I can go without talking to for a year is simply because I trust them with my life and with those that are in the 2 month category it's simply because i don't trust them.
So I wonder if, friendship is really established with trust and grows as the trust grows. But I also wonder if I have unreasonable expectations of some friends. Is it fair of me to dissasociate from a friend if they choose to hang around someone who is a liar, manipulator and such? And when I say hang around, I mean allowing them into the 'inner circle'.
I guess it makes me question who I am in relation to that person. If they are willing to hang out with someone who treats me poorly and not call them into question then what does that say about our friendship? I guess I am just of the persuasion that if someone was treating my friend like crap I would say, "Hey, I think you need to work that out with them." If they would fail to do so I would say, "Hey, I think we need to stop hanging out until you resolve this issue." But maybe that is just me and maybe my expectations of some friends are just too high.
Another issue is always being the one calling. I do it and others do it to me. Even as I write this I am thinking I need to call some people who are friends because I haven't called in a while.
If, for those of you who read this blog, I havn't called in a while I apologize :) Oddly enough I think of you often. If you havn't called me in awhile, trust that I know you are my friends, hence why you are allowed to read this blog. The distance between us is only of distance, it is not of the heart.
Anyway, have to run. My wife and fam should be home soon.
Relationships with friends is such a challenging thing at times. I do find it interesting that I place different expectations on some friends and not others. Some friends if I don't hear from them for a year, my connection with them will still be strong and healthy and yet with others if I don't hear from them in 2 months I feel like we are no longer friends.
Another thing I find myself doing is wanting to separate myself from friends who associate with others who are people that have hurt myself or my family. I think this is more normal but still I wonder why I do it.
What defines a friend? I like how muslims define it, to a degree. If you are a friend then they will die for you, literally. If you are not a friend then technically you are an enemy. I don't necessarily like the enemy part but I appreciate the idea of how seriously they take friendship.
There are those people in life who call me a friend but who repeatedly do things that would be contrary to what a friend is. Perhaps why some friends I can go without talking to for a year is simply because I trust them with my life and with those that are in the 2 month category it's simply because i don't trust them.
So I wonder if, friendship is really established with trust and grows as the trust grows. But I also wonder if I have unreasonable expectations of some friends. Is it fair of me to dissasociate from a friend if they choose to hang around someone who is a liar, manipulator and such? And when I say hang around, I mean allowing them into the 'inner circle'.
I guess it makes me question who I am in relation to that person. If they are willing to hang out with someone who treats me poorly and not call them into question then what does that say about our friendship? I guess I am just of the persuasion that if someone was treating my friend like crap I would say, "Hey, I think you need to work that out with them." If they would fail to do so I would say, "Hey, I think we need to stop hanging out until you resolve this issue." But maybe that is just me and maybe my expectations of some friends are just too high.
Another issue is always being the one calling. I do it and others do it to me. Even as I write this I am thinking I need to call some people who are friends because I haven't called in a while.
If, for those of you who read this blog, I havn't called in a while I apologize :) Oddly enough I think of you often. If you havn't called me in awhile, trust that I know you are my friends, hence why you are allowed to read this blog. The distance between us is only of distance, it is not of the heart.
Anyway, have to run. My wife and fam should be home soon.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Elisabeth Hasselbeck....ughhhh
Elisabeth Hasselbeck must have gone to some elite school for learning how to not listen to others and how to tow the partyline even when the facts point to a more rational conclusion.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D6SfmXigHpE&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D6SfmXigHpE&feature=related
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Monday, December 8, 2008
You are
You are who you are.
I am who I am.
Names of God according to the Israelites. Yahweh they called him. But really its no name at all. Its just God saying I just am. I exist. I am who I am.
If I reflect on the past 17 year journey I see myself trying to fit in to what I perceive to be a better group, a more holistic community, of finding people that have 'made it' in life and get it. Towards the end of this 17 year adventure there is no treasure to be found. No one has made it.... and none of us really get it, whatever or whether there is something to get.
My one major regret on this journey is that I tried to cover up my past or rewrite it to fit in with a group of people. I tried my best to erase my history instead of embracing it and letting it guide me to better decisions and an integrity filled life.
All these years I tried to hide my son Alexandre. I tried to hide that I had made a poor decision in allowing Evelyne to keep me at bay in Alexandres life. I didn't fight to know him. I didn't go out of my way to meet him. I wrote a couple letters but really love would have got in a car and drove the 12 hours to Quebec to see him whether he wanted me to or not. That is what love would do. Love would show action. It would show commitment, responsibility, protection. It would be willing to humiliate itself just to get the point across that it exists for that person.
I loved being part of a community more then I loved god or my son.
And now 17 years later I am still at the beginning of a journey that i was suppose to start when I was 18. He doesn't view me as his father and that is okay. But perhaps in time he will say he came back to love me.
Love would oddly enough fight to make sure Alexandre knew that he is loved by his dad.
So Zane for 17 years has been someone he is not. He has allowed fear and status to be his guide. Now I will just be who I am not who people want me to be nor who people say I should be. I will just be.
I have a feeling this is going to be a bumpy road.
I am who I am.
Names of God according to the Israelites. Yahweh they called him. But really its no name at all. Its just God saying I just am. I exist. I am who I am.
If I reflect on the past 17 year journey I see myself trying to fit in to what I perceive to be a better group, a more holistic community, of finding people that have 'made it' in life and get it. Towards the end of this 17 year adventure there is no treasure to be found. No one has made it.... and none of us really get it, whatever or whether there is something to get.
My one major regret on this journey is that I tried to cover up my past or rewrite it to fit in with a group of people. I tried my best to erase my history instead of embracing it and letting it guide me to better decisions and an integrity filled life.
All these years I tried to hide my son Alexandre. I tried to hide that I had made a poor decision in allowing Evelyne to keep me at bay in Alexandres life. I didn't fight to know him. I didn't go out of my way to meet him. I wrote a couple letters but really love would have got in a car and drove the 12 hours to Quebec to see him whether he wanted me to or not. That is what love would do. Love would show action. It would show commitment, responsibility, protection. It would be willing to humiliate itself just to get the point across that it exists for that person.
I loved being part of a community more then I loved god or my son.
And now 17 years later I am still at the beginning of a journey that i was suppose to start when I was 18. He doesn't view me as his father and that is okay. But perhaps in time he will say he came back to love me.
Love would oddly enough fight to make sure Alexandre knew that he is loved by his dad.
So Zane for 17 years has been someone he is not. He has allowed fear and status to be his guide. Now I will just be who I am not who people want me to be nor who people say I should be. I will just be.
I have a feeling this is going to be a bumpy road.
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