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People need to make up their own minds regarding what type of consciousness they create for themselves. It is not up to me to convince anyone to change their ways, take responsibility for their own freedoms, or learn to see through the skillfully created fog that is foisted upon us every day.
I spent a great part of my life doing so many things that my resume is 10 pages long. One of them was for the military in the Reagan years, where I learned a great many things, that I still cannot talk about to this day. After my separation, I was totally discarded by them, and all the training in analysis I received was useless in the job market until the PC arrived on the scene, and I taught myself Software Engineering.
After many years of self centered, sorrow for myself, I decided to just take responsibility for my life, and began a 25 year career in the IT industry. When that livliehood utterly collapsed, followed by the Enron fraud, my eyes opened up to the fragile nature of our Society. It wasn't until I took a survey of how little man actually produces in return for a wage, and how dependent we are to be prodded into consuming the garbage they foist upon us, that I started taking a close look at society, history, and the mechanisms that manipulate all of us daily. I was just as stuck in the rat race, and as taken in by the fraud as everyone else back then.
Then, after I lost my first beautiful farm to bankruptcy, I started questioning everything.. The same sort of behavior that Edward Bernays once said, would cripple commerce and Capitalism if everyone took the time to research the best products or services independantly. At first, it Was hard. Simple purchases became ordeals, especially if one wishes to remain bound by ethics or real measures of value. He was right, choosing what to buy becomes a real challenge, and it delays impulse buying dramatically, allowing you to finally figure out that you really didn't need it in the first place, or to find a better bargain the next week. However, sticking to this philosophy of not buying the hype, one starts to ask real questions regarding our lives. One begins looking at items with the question, "How the hell did they make this back in 1920?" I started going to junkyards and looking at the 1,000's of different ways the Corporations contrived to build an alternator, fuel pump, or ignition system. I highly suggest a day outing to a 20 acre pick and pull, with a few tools, and just dismantle stuff and see how it works. You'll see what a god damned mess has been created in our lives through unecessary distraction and planned inoperability.
One begins to see the recurring patterns in the status quo. When one see's the patterns, you are drawn back to particular event in history and look at the broader picutre of the social climate of the day, and this changes everything as opposed to what we are taught in school and history books. You also see the subtle pushes into certain mass behavior, such as the Housing Bubble coupled with loose credit. They knew exactly what they were doing, and it was done to keep attention off the War, while at the same time paying for it on the backs of the people suckered into the Housing Bubble. My bankruptcy allowed me to cleanly separate from the Rat Race, and I have spent all the time I have on my personal development and education. It paid off immensely, and my real message here is that people can live quite comfortably without working in the rat race. You only need to trade working for someone else for working for Yourself. You will need to do some physical labor, and use your mind in creative ways, but it is doable, and most surprisingly, very enjoyable. At this point in my life, I can choose to blog and let other conscious being know of my personal experiences, observation, and wisdom gained over the several decades, or I can go out and pick a fresh banana and sit under the canopy. I can decide to go mow a few acres, and then be forced inside due to rain, and then sharpen tools or tinker. I hardly used mechanical equipment anymore, since I like to hear branches falling or the birds singing, or a pack of wild pigs squealing nearby.
I truly believe that we are purposefully led to be separate from nature, simply because it provides so many demonstrations of the power of man. We are taught all about heredity, and science uses it as a scapegoat for avoiding the spiritual truth of life in general. To them, we are nothing more than machines, all responding identically to the same set of stimulus, and reinforced in our beliefs by following a herd mentality of compulsive obedience to a higher authority than our pitiful, weak selves. This couldn't be further from the truth. Every organism on earth is capable of miracles, and those miracles are based on the Physical laws of nature, atoms and the Universe.
I am now a Farmer. I observe nature closely, and it truly is in trouble. We have altered the enviroment so drastically, that only the unconscious are not able to comprehend it. We have taken so much from the land, that we no longer have any real fertile soil left, and the Organic farmers struggle to rebuild what has been taken away by forty year of exporting the produce to cities hundred of miles away. The ocens in Hawaii are nearly depleted of Fish, and the Coral is bleaching and diseased in many places.
While Monsanto would like you to believe that N-P-K is all that's necessary for plants to thrive, they fail to mention that they are only the components that enable it to build a robust framework and flower and produce. What's missing are the micronutrients that normally are returned to the earth as the seeds fll to the ground, or the fruit is consumed and dispersed by animals.
Our system takes all of this, ships it off to some distant city, where it is consumed, excreted, mised with potable drinking water, flushed into pipes with toxic chemicals, industrial pollutants, heavy metals, to a central plant where bacteria consume the nutrients, are then killed, and then the result is sent ot be spread on land in Texas.
There is so much wrong with our system that we are unable to see because it is hidden in plain sight, and people are too lazy to ask Why, or What happens to this shit, or How did they do it in the old days.
For some reason, I remembered a day in my childhood several decades ago. It was about the Milkman delivering milk to our house. It got me to thinking, how many armies of milkmen were there, driving how many squadrons of milk delivery trucks from the central milk facility? I remembered the quality of the un homogenized (emulsified) milk and it's great taste. I rememebr that is would spoil in about a week if you were not careful.
I compare it to today. Gallons of milk that has an incredible shelf life, and in many cases, repasteurized after transit of several days across country. Never mind the dead remains of the Bacteria that were feasting on it during the trip. We truly have lost a lot over the years.
The staus quo is depending on people having short memories to continue this unsustainable path. All people have to do is pull one weed, or plant one tree to make a difference on earth.
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