Raise A Glass - Make Mine A Beer

The 2nd anniversary of my starting this blog came and went about 10 days ago. Like so much at the moment the days draw out to an uncertain infinity. Events come and go that take over our time and focus and really make us look hard at our priorities.

In my first ever post I mentioned the allegory of Plato’s ‘The Cave’. This really recommends a lifestyle lacking in the mindless distractions that bombard us every minute of every day. Such clear thought from such ‘backward’ and uncivilised societies.

We exist in a vast and complex web of lies… layers and layers of propaganda and mind fucks overlapping and reinforcing one another. Carefully picked research and ideas are promoted and repeated over and over. Look at global warming as a recent example. It’s bullshit but look how many treat it as ‘gospel’.

How much longer then have the puppet masters had to massage and twist the past to suit their present. Our view of history, science, religion, politics, medicine and even the meaning of life and death are a tightly woven tapestry of lies that bind.

What should we believe? None of it. The very question is the wrong starting point as belief is faith and I have no faith in any of the comfort blankets, simplifications and distractions offered as opiates of the masses. Stand alone and make your own mind up no matter how unpopular. It’s not easy and why should it be.

Freedom for me means liberation. Not just from debt to the banksters and from the centuries long indentured slavery to the corporations. Freedom from the fake priests and the bloodlines and vampire slaves to the synagogue.

Freedom to explore the long years back to our true ancient ancestors, to develop a dialogue with the song of life that sings all around us, to trace the lightning spark that connects the stars as it forks through the cosmos around us.

It’s been a long road and it’s only beginning. I’m sure that there are many more scales to fall from my eyes. In the coming and deliberate crash of the fiat (faith based) money systems we must remember the puppet masters who plotted and schemed this in into existence – who ever they may be.

The obvious minions that are exposed on a daily basis are not the top of the food chain. They are not the masters. It will be in the days, weeks and months ahead that we might glimpse the true rotten root of the tree of evil that has really ruled through the eons. Some hand had to conduct the orchestra of the overlords… the hologram of the ultimate matrix.

I came across this video on a MSM site recently. It is a good allegory for what approaches. We are just at the times of the audible cracks. When the edifice falls – spectacular as it is, the mountain of control is still in place and that is the enemy we watch for.

It’s not all doom and gloom. There is so much ingenuity, love, wit and compassion in the souls of the living that we often miss. We miss it because we are not actively looking for it. In times of adversity it will slap us in the face if that’s what it takes to get our attention.

I prefer to look at the glass as half full. I found the following over at George Ure’s place and I wanted to add it. Maybe the glass half empty folks are looking at the sand and not the golf balls. Some battles can’t be won but the important ones are compulsory. Time is short and accelerating.

"A Mayonnaise Jar &Two Beers...
When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 Beers. Story goes like this:
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.
He then asked the students again if the jar was full.
They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full.
The students responded with a unanimous 'yes.' The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand.
The students laughed..
'Now,' said the professor as the laughter subsided, 'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things---your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favourite passions---and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.
The sand is everything else---the small stuff.
'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued, 'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Spend time with your children.
Spend time with your parents.
Visit with grandparents.
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your spouse out to dinner.
There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.
Take care of the golf balls first---the things that really matter.
Set your priorities.
The rest is just sand.
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented.
The professor smiled and said, 'I'm glad you asked.'
The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.