I think I completed around forty five to seventy books in about 2 years. All based on the Edgar Cayce readings. For a time I would focus on one topic, divulge all the related books on that topic and then move on to the next.

Meditating as instructed, praying as suggested and living in what I thought was a temperate maximum between the 12 steps and higher conscious living…

There is one maybe two, okay two things that I kept having a serious problem with. One was that I was a broken spirit, and the second was, I didn’t know how I could be repaired.

Act as if. This was a powerful action step.
Since I was told that feelings are not facts, I accepted that and applied the wisdom to act as if my feelings were something I could not trust.

After all, when you have nothing to dull your senses, everything is raw, so living in a constant reactive state to life, kinda makes us what we today term a drama queen. Every little thing hurts. A friend was always telling me that at times the pain was so intense, that even her hair hurt. It was just an analogy, but damn if I didn’t relate to that sometimes myself.

Thoughts vs Feelings: The chicken & the egg syndrom.

Apparently we have thoughts that make us feel and we certainly have feelings which stir-up thoughts of all manners… So, which comes first?

Have you ever had a feeling that wasn’t driven by any particular thought at all? They may be rare occassions, but they do seem to happen, at least to me they have. I mean all of a sudden we’re either sunk to our depths for absolutely no reason whatsoever, or we’re calm and completely sublime for the same damn reason.

If there are no thoughts which engage us, from where do these rushes of emotions derive? And why?

Obviously we can think ourselves sick. Like worrying… I’ve learned that worry is a direct result of fear, and fear is a direct result of doubt. Subsequently doubt has its origins in lack of faith, and faith being the belief in things unseen, has its own wonderment.

But feelings are quite queer bedfellows if you’ll pardon the expression.
They’re untrustworthy, in my honest opinion, not that I place all my faith in the concept of mental reason, which certainly has its own pitfalls.

But feelings.. and thoughts… How do we know which is which?

If I said to you “I feel like a lowlife piece of shit.” Is that a literal that can be taken as a physical description? Or is it a thought formed by some simili used to desribe how I Think of myself?

I think I’m happy… What does this mean? Have you ever been asked how you felt and used this phrase as a response? You THINK you’re happy? Really? I might be apt to disagree with your self examination there buddy.

I had a friend corner me once and have me repeat several times how I felt, as I responded each time with they way I felt, he pointed his finger either to my head or to my gut. Based on my responses, I had quite the knot on my head when we were done with this little excercise..

So it seems, that I completely felt with my head… at the time. Which made sense to me, because for a mojor portion of my life I was expressing all my emotions with one single emotional response, and that was with anger.

Why anger? Its indestructible, or so I thought.

I am statements, I am happy, I am angry, I am joyful, I am sad.
Each of these describes emotions, somewhere some over-intelligent individual decided that men and women have a distinct difference in the number of emotions bettwen them. While a man may have say 26 emotions, it was suggested that a woman has up to but not limited to 117 different emotions…

Really??? Really? Where the hell did all these emotions suddenly appear from?
We’re one single human race bestowed with thoughts and emotions, how is it there is such an imbalance between men and women? I’ll postulate that there are only a certain degree of emotions between either side of the species…

The categorical difference is in processing of such things as events and connecting them to different emotions to develop new meaning for the original base emotion set. But don’t take my word for it, if you think there are more emotions for one than the other, remind yourself to ask the feel question and see whether they are thought based or gut based.

I ran this by a friend, and while I agree men are basically wired in ape brain fashion, if we were to ask a man in touch with his emotions whether he had less emotions than a woman I think the unbeliever would be surprised at the response.

I feel like you’re not respecting my space.
I feel you don’t love me
I feel I’m the only one who does anything around here

These are not feelings.. do you think they are? …{To Be Continued}

Until the next post
Stay focused

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cert-of-authenticity

Authenticity or Authentic may refer to:

* Authentication, having passed the tests thereof
* Authenticity (philosophy), a particular way of dealing with the external world, being faithful to internal rather than external ideas
* Authentic performance refers to a movement in classical movement also known as historically informed performance
* Authenticity (reenactment), in historical reenactment, a measure of how close an item, prop, action, weapon, or custom is, to what would actually have been used or done in the time period being depicted

The Authentic Self:

Authenticity is a technical term in existentialist philosophy, and is also used in the philosophy of art and psychology. In philosophy, the conscious self is seen as coming to terms with being in a material world and with encountering external forces, pressures and influences which are very different from, and other than, itself. Authenticity is the degree to which one is true to one’s own personality, spirit, or character, despite these pressures. Different types of Existentialist philosophers see this process in different ways.

Integrity

Integrity-Meaning

Integrity in ethics

Ethical meanings of integrity used in medicine and law refer to a quality of “wholeness” that must be present in the human body and in the body of law, respectively. Such wholeness is defined by “sacred” axioms such as unity, consistency, purity, unspoiledness and uncorruptedness.

In discussions on behavior and morality, one view of the property of integrity sees it as the virtue of basing actions on an internally-consistent framework of principles. This scenario may emphasize depth of principles and adherence of each level of postulates or axioms to those it logically relies upon.[citation needed] One can describe a person as having ethical integrity to the extent that everything that that person does or believes: actions, methods, measures and principles — all of these derive from a single core group of values.

One essential aspect of a consistent framework is its avoidance of any unwarranted (arbitrary) exceptions for a particular person or group — especially the person or group that holds the framework. In law, this principle of universal application requires that even those in positions of official power be subject to the same laws as pertain to their fellow citizens. In personal ethics, this principle requires that one should not act according to any rule that one would not wish to see universally followed. For example, one should not steal unless one would want to live in a world in which everyone was a thief. This was formally described by the philosopher Immanuel Kant in his categorical imperative.

In the context of accountability, integrity serves as a measure of willingness to adjust a value system to maintain or improve its consistency, when an expected result appears incongruent with observed outcome.

Some regard integrity as a virtue in that they see accountability and moral responsibility as necessary tools for maintaining such consistency.

In the context of value theory, integrity provides the expected causation from a base value to its extrapolated implementation or other values. A value system emerges as a set of values and measures that one can observe as consistent with expectations.

Some commentators stress the idea of integrity as personal honesty: acting according to one’s beliefs and values at all times. Speaking about integrity can emphasize the “wholeness” or “intactness” of a moral stance or attitude. Some views of wholeness may also emphasize commitment and authenticity.

Subjective interpretations

In common public usage, people sometimes use the word “integrity” in reference to a single “absolute” morality rather than in reference to the assumptions of the value system in question. In an absolute context, the word “integrity” conveys no meaning between people with differing definitions of absolute morality, and becomes nothing more than a vague assertion of perceived political correctness or popularity, similar to using terms such as “good” or “ethical” in a moralistic context.

One can also speak of “integrity” outside of its prescriptive meaning, in reference to a person or group of people of which the speaker subjectively approves or disapproves. Thus a favored person can be described as “having integrity”, while an enemy can be regarded as “completely lacking in integrity”. Such labeling, in the absence of measures of independent testing, renders the accusation itself baseless and (ironically) others may call the integrity of the assertion into question.

Integrity in modern ethics

In a formal study of the term “integrity” and its meaning in modern ethics, law professor Stephen L. Carter sees integrity not only as a refusal to engage in behavior that evades responsibility[citation needed], but also as an understanding of different modes or styles in which discourse attempts to uncover a particular truth.

Carter writes that integrity requires three steps: “discerning what is right and what is wrong; acting on what you have discerned, even at personal cost; and saying openly that you are acting on your understanding of right from wrong.” He regards integrity as being distinct from honesty.

Twitter

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Get short, timely messages from Twitter.

Twitter is a rich source of instantly updated information. It’s easy to stay updated on an incredibly wide variety of topics.

Once reneowned by the users as the place where adults could talk to adults when there weren’t any local adults  around. In such a manner acquainted friends followed each other on twitter, helped each other on twitter and became popular on twitter.

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This must have pissed a lot of twitter originators off, because their users were becoming celebrities on their service while they were frantically trying to keep the fail whale at bay. The explosion of users was and still is alarming the attention of press and media alike.

But the poor originators couldn’t quite grasp a foothold for prospective buyers.

What does all this have to do with Authenticity and Integrity?

Dunno…  in fact I could freakin care less..  All I know is that there honestly seems to be a prevailing wind of  automated horseshit from once notables in the twitter community that were stalwarts of same…

Now rubbish and crickets abound the delirium once known as the peoples community.

Damn that sounds hateful.. I don’t hate twitter, its been very good to me. Made great friends and even best friends on there. But my mentors of marketing are all on a mass exodus… And to me, that means either they don’t get social media marketing, or they can no longer afford to waste their time there.

I’m guessing a little of both but enuff for an extreme change… and since focusing means changing or altering your perception wholly on the task at hand…  I’m going to take a hiatus from the delirium and crickets.

Peace out…

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Nominated for an Oscar and for a BAFTA award, Jasper Morello is a short feature made in a unique style of silhouette animation developed by director Anthony Lucas and inspired by the work of authors Edgar Alan Poe and Jules Verne. In the frontier city of Carpathia, Jasper Morello discovers that his former adversary Doctor Claude Belgon has returned from the grave.

When Claude reveals that he knows the location of the ancient city of Alto Mea where the secrets of life have been discovered, Jasper cannot resist the temptation to bring his own dead wife Amelia back. But they are captured by Armand Forgette, leader of the radical Horizontalist anti-technology movement, who is determined to reanimate his terrorist father Vasco.

As lightning energises the arcane machineries of life in the floating castle of Alto Mea, Jasper must choose between having his beloved restored or seeing the government of Gothia destroyed. Set in a world of iron dirigibles and steam powered computers, this gothic horror mystery tells the story of Jasper Morello, a disgraced aerial navigator who flees his Plague-ridden home on a desperate voyage to redeem himself.

Whaddya Think?

But one issue can derail your progress just about indefinitely.
That issue is family drama. Lord knows we have enuff distractions in life. And with this crazy economy, the last thing we need are more distractions.

The ones we create ourselves are bad enough. The ones from colleagues we can pretty much throttle with a teeny bit of discipline. The ones from our family though…..
Those are the ones which can be carried throughout our days, travels and even right in front of our prospects.

These “slices of life” as I call them are mostly fraught with disagreements, minor pressures [over-exaggerated] and in-law visitations… But some, are very serious even medically unsound.
I will not minimize the fact that families are not always perfect.

Enter the magic of indifference. No, I’m not saying to ignore anyone,
to lock yourself away or even kick your cat. You see… vying for attention is a human characteristic which will always be with us.
Without proper guidance and a few mental tools to cope, we are at the mercies of our family’s daily drama.

Some families, more than others..

With indifference, or detachment, we can allow ourselves to engage from a point of no emotion. To some, it may seem as though we deal with family with an empty head. Nothing could be further than the truth. Because I’m not a genius, I look up these things to make sense now and again.

de·tached  (d-tcht) adj.
1. Separated; disconnected: a detached part; a detached plug.
2. Standing apart from others; separate: a house with a detached garage.
3. Marked by an absence of emotional involvement and an aloof, impersonal objectivity. See Synonyms at cool.

in·dif·fer·ent  (n-dfr-nt, -dfrnt) adj.
1. Having no particular interest or concern; apathetic: indifferent to the sufferings of others.
2. Having no marked feeling for or against: She remained indifferent toward their proposal.
3. Not mattering one way or the other: It’s indifferent to me which outfit you choose.
4. Characterized by a lack of partiality; unbiased: an indifferent judge.
5. Being neither too much nor too little; moderate.
6. Being neither good nor bad; mediocre: an indifferent performance.
7. Being neither right nor wrong.
8. Not active or involved; neutral: an indifferent chemical in a reaction.

As you can see;
It’s not a bad thing.. its a neutral stance which can defy distraction
and rally you into action once your audience is no longer required from the family. Stay focused on your goal and plan of action, keep a list of distractions and apply a modest amount of detachment and indifference when needed.

Always forward
Dan–

We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give — Winston Churchill

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Washington Had Vision of Trials Facing Nation

For many years copies of Washington’s vision at Valley Forge as related by one Wesley Bradshaw, told to him by Anthony Sherman, have been in existence. The earliest publication was in 1859, 1880, in 1931 and is being printed once more. THE STARS AND STRIPES, December 21, 1950.

The last time I ever saw Anthony Sherman was on the Fourth of July, 1859, in Independence Square. He was then ninety-nine years old, and becoming very feeble. But though so old, his dimming eyes rekindled as he gazed upon Independence Hall, which he came to visit once more. “Let us go into the hall,” he said. “I want to tell you of an incident of Washington’s life — one which no one alive knows of except myself; and if you live, you will before long see it verified.

“From the opening of the Revolution we experienced all phases of fortune, now good and now ill, one time victorious and another conquered. The darkest period we had, I think, was when Washington, after several reverses, retreated to Valley Forge, where he resolved to spend the winter of 1777. Ah! I have often seen the tears coursing down our dear commander’s care-worn cheeks, as he would be conversing with a confidential officer about the condition of his poor soldiers. You have doubtless heard the story of Washington’s going into the thicket to pray. Well, it was not only true, but he used often to pray in secret for aid and comfort from God, the interposition of whose Divine Providence brought us safely through the darkest days of tribulation.
“One day, I remember it well, the chilly winds whistled through the leafless trees, though the sky was cloudless and the sun shone brightly, he remained in his quarters nearly all the afternoon alone. When he came out, I noticed that his face was a shade paler than usual, and there seemed to be something on his mind of more than ordinary importance. Returning just after dusk, he dispatched an orderly to the quarters of the officer I mention, who was presently in attendance. After a preliminary conversation of about half an hour, Washington, gazing upon his companion with that strange look of dignity which he alone could command, said to the latter:

The Vision

“I do not know whether it is owing to the anxiety of my mind, or what, but this afternoon, as I was sitting at this table engaged in preparing a dispatch, something seemed to disturb me. Looking up, I beheld standing opposite me a singularly beautiful female. So astonished was I, for I had given strict orders not to be disturbed, that it was some moments before I found language to inquire into the cause of her presence. A second, a third, and even a fourth time did I repeat my question, but received no answer from my mysterious visitor except a slight raising of her eyes. By this time I felt strange sentiments spreading through me. I would have risen, but the riveted gaze of the being before me rendered volition impossible. I assayed once more to address her, but my tongue had become useless, even thought itself had become paralyzed. A new influence, mysterious, potent, irresistible, took possession of me. All I could do was to gaze steadily, vacantly at my unknown visitor. Gradually, the surrounding atmosphere seemed as though becoming filled with sensations and luminous. Everything about me seemed to rarify, the mysterious visitor herself becoming more airy, and yet more distinct to my sight than before. I now began to feel as one dying, or rather to experience the sensations which I have sometimes imagined accompany dissolution. I did not think, I did not reason, I did not move; all were alike impossible. I was only conscious of gazing fixedly, vacantly at my companion.

“Presently I heard a voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, look and learn,’ while at the same time my visitor extended her arm eastwardly. I now beheld a heavy white vapor at some distance rising fold upon fold. This gradually dissipated, and I looked upon a strange scene. Before me lay spread out in one vast plain all the countries of the world — Europe, Asia, Africa, and America. I saw rolling and tossing between Europe and America the billows of the Atlantic, and between Asia and America lay the Pacific. ‘Son of the Republic,’ said the same mysterious voice as before, ‘look and learn.’

“At that moment I beheld a dark, shadowy being, like an angel floating in mid-air, between Europe and America, dipping water out of the ocean in the hollow of each hand. He sprinkled some upon America with his right hand, while with his left hand he cast some on Europe. Immediately a dark cloud raised from these countries and joined in mid-ocean. For a while it remained stationary, and then moved slowly westward, until it enveloped America in its murky folds. Sharp flashes of lightning passed through it at intervals, and I heard the smothered groans and cries of the American people.

“A second time the angel dipped water from the ocean, and sprinkled it out as before. The dark cloud was then drawn back to the ocean, in whose heaving billows it sank from view. A third time I heard the mysterious voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, look and learn.’ I cast my eyes upon America and beheld villages and towns and cities springing up one after another until the whole land from the Atlantic to the Pacific was dotted with them. Again I heard the mysterious voice say, ‘Son of the Republic, the end of the century cometh, look and learn.’

“At this the dark, shadowy angel turned his face southward, and from Africa I saw an ill-omened spectre approach our land. It flitted slowly over every town and city. The inhabitants presently set themselves in battle array against each other. As I continued looking, I saw a bright angel, on whose brow rested a crown of light, on which was traced the word “Union,” bearing the American flag, which he placed between the divided nation, and said, ‘Remember ye are brethren.’ Instantly the inhabitants, casting from them their weapons, became friends once more and united around the National Standard.

“And again I heard the mysterious voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, look and learn.’ At this the dark, shadowy angel placed a trumpet to his mouth and blew three distinct blasts; and taking water from the ocean, he sprinkled it upon Europe, Asia, and Africa. Then my eyes beheld a fearful scene: from each of these countries arose thick, black clouds that were joined into one. And throughout this mass there gleamed a dark red light by which I saw hordes of armed men, who, moving with the cloud, marched by land and sailed by sea to America, which country was enveloped in the volume of the cloud. And I dimly saw these vast armies devastate the whole country and burn the villages, towns, and cities that I beheld were springing up. As my ears listened to the thundering of the cannon, clashing of swords, and the shouts and cries of millions in mortal combat, I heard again the mysterious voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, look and learn.’ When the voice had ceased, the dark, shadowy angel placed his trumpet once more to his mouth and blew a long and fearful blast.

“Instantly a light as of a thousand suns shone down from above me, and pierced and broke into fragments the dark cloud which enveloped America. At the same moment the angel, upon whose head still shone the word “Union,” and who bore our national flag in one hand and a sword in the other, descended from the heavens, attended by legions of white spirits. These immediately joined the inhabitants of America, who I perceived were well-nigh overcome, but who immediately taking courage again, closed up their broken ranks and renewed the battle. Again, amid the fearful noise of the conflict, I heard the mysterious voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, look and learn.’ As the voice ceased, the shadowy angel for the last time dipped water from the ocean and sprinkled it upon America. Instantly the dark cloud rolled back, together with the armies it had brought, leaving the inhabitants of the land victorious.

“Then once more I beheld the villages, towns, and cities springing up where I had seen them before, while the bright angel, planting the azure standard he had brought in the midst of them, cried with a loud voice, ‘While the stars remain, and the heavens send down dew upon the earth, so long shall the Union last.’ And taking from his brow the crown on which was blazoned the word “Union,” he placed it upon the Standard, while the people, kneeling down, said, ‘Amen.’

“The scene instantly began to fade and dissolve, and I at last saw nothing but the rising, curling vapor I at first beheld. This also disappearing, I found myself once more gazing upon the mysterious visitor, who, in the same voice I had heard before, said, ‘Son of the Republic, what you have seen is thus interpreted: Three great perils will come upon the Republic. The most fearful is the third, passing which the whole world united shall not prevail against her. Let every child of the Republic learn to live for his God, his land, and the Union.’ With these words the vision vanished, and I started from my seat, and felt that I had seen a vision wherein had been shown me the birth, progress, and destiny of the United States.”

“Such, my friends,” concluded the venerable narrator, “were the words I heard from General Washington’s own lips, and America will do well to profit by them.”

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There are some events in life which are to be honored, simply because you lived them.  Not feeding some egoic self pitifying emotion that does nothing but drain your life force from every oriface.  What the hell good is that?

But holding your heart high. And knowing what capacity you are capable of, IF you only let yourself experience life openly.  Casting the cares of doubt and fears of being hurt aside, so you may once again know love.

Once I thought I would enter the following into a contest.. but since I suffer from egomania with an insecurity complex that never happened.

But it is a good piece and I would like to share it with you.

If ever before we were to be

Our eyes before could never see…

We had our lives to live did we
And never before could we see

That events in time could not prevent
The eventual love proved immanent.

We both came from trysts of love
That neither our years would we begrudge

We had to see for ourselves in days so long to be
That despite our cries of agony
Our love was meant to be…

Behind the tears of growth of pain
We both had learned our hurt and shame.
We saw those that came and went
And trials of suffering ever spent.

*If ever before we were to be
our eyes before could never see…

we grew up fast we grew up quick
And many times we both got sick
Trying to find that peace of mind
Hiding through eyes of the blind.

Our lives have brought us schools of thought
And joys we both had ever sought
O’ too, The thrills of escape..
Of lives we both had learned to hate.

*If ever before we were to be
our eyes before could never see…

We collapsed beneath ourselves in time
for search of truth, for reason a rhyme.
We even Prayed to our God this time
To find that we — had walked a line.

Saved from ourselves our fettered souls
To be reborn, some say, truth be told.
To start anew and give a stake
Of our lives another– just might forsake.

*If ever before, we were to be
our eyes before could never see…

Among some friends whom we little knew
Some of which we care less too..

We met upon a day so new
And our friendship grew and grew and grew.

We talked and listened
and listened and talked
About nothing and little things & somethings…
we  could never balk.

*If ever before we were to be
our eyes before could never see…

And not before long we had a glance of life
Without pain or worry or even strife.

We had a feeling that this was it
Even if we fought, just a little bit..

We cared for our wounds and held each other close
And even made a home for which we could host

We even reclaim each other, every day
And “I Love you” are the words that we say.

And Now today Laura, I say to thee
I take thee my love, for my wife to be.

*If ever before we were to be
our eyes before could never see…

************************************************14yrs later…
And now after doing all in my heart and my power, as witnessed by too many…

I bid thee farewell…

And hello to the new chapter…

Sometimes, what’s really holding you back

These are the very essences of beliefs.. how do I know?
Very recently I had to face one of the biggest beliefs that have haunted me since I was nine years old.

Because of the extremely sensitive nature of this belief
I can and will only divulge this info to those who care about
changing they’re own destructive negative belief.

I can tell you it was a statement, just one single solitary
statement.. which, by itself could have been fluffed off had it
been made at a different time of my life…

But since it happened during a very influential time, it became quite real. I believed it. I believed it because situations in my life
seemed to be proving that it was true.

Things just weren’t happening for me. Nothing was ever going right.
When things did go right, they seemed to be short lived and lasted only for brief periods.. to the point where hard times became a way a of life.

No matter the amount of effort I would put into improving myself,
my learning, my knowledge, my wisdom, my abilities and my professional skills… My belief lived on.

You with me so far?

Even as I write this I can literally hear the shadow of that statement being made in my minds ear with distinct clarity. The only difference
between now and my last thirty six years of living is…
It Is NOT True For Me Any More.

I can repeat the statement to myself today, right now and I can just feel within my heart of hearts that this is NOT true.

But only a short while ago, this was not the case. I was completely
and emphatically under the spell of this statement. It was true…
There was absolutely no doubt in my mind that this was true..
How else could I explain my life? There was no other statement that could completely sum up he very fiber of my existence.

Until I changed it.

I’m not talkin about some fluffy little challenge here to overcome some little anxiety you may be experiencing now and again…
I’m talking a belief so debilitating that I literally would sit completely imobilized by the sheer weight of the belief. Unable to communicate or take action in any form.

I would isolate for very long periods..
I would be questioned by friends and family and have absolutely no answer for them. I would be stuck in my head for what seemed like hours weeks months and even years and still not be any where better than when I started.

This is the kind of thing that…
Counseling couldn’t help.
Therapy couldn’t help.
Reading couldn’t help.
Drugs couldn’t help.
Wealth couldn’t help.
Prayers couldn’t help.
Meditations couldn’t help
Affirmations couldn’t help.
Education couldn’t help.
Music couldn’t help.
Sex couldn’t help, well, for a time anyways.
Self help couldn’t help, nor could NLP practitioners.

Nothing, I mean NO THING would help.

After all for 36 some odd years I didn’t even know what the hell it was to begin with..

Then suddenly I started hearing things like
limiting beliefs
negative beliefs and
limiting negative beliefs..
Yeah, I know, same thing, but what the hell?

I mean, I lived a decent childhood up to a certain point, when all hell broke loose… As do most adolecents…
But this was, for many, a time when the adults in our lives were undergoing massive shifts in their own lives.. Things just sucked for everyone… Alcoholism was more than a way of life, it was life.
Child abuse was just a form of dicipline, living in terror was a norm.
Or just being ignored was actually a form of Gods Grace.

Now I may or may not be exaggerating a bit, I know of a few who were actually hospitalized during these times of their lives or even worse raped for some… being sexually abused was just another chain of events that proved the belief. When reaching out and trying to expose my tormentors I was rebuked as they were friends of the family and would never be expected to have acted out in such manor, so I must be delusional right?

Anyways…

I knew there was something wrong, but for the life of me
I could not in no definitive way place the exact point on what was
destroying me every living minute of the day.

Until one day it just hit me…
It was at a climatic time in my life…

[to be continued...]

[Breaking Barriers Continued]

I got tired of  this condition.
I couldn’t go any further in life.
I was going to find out what the heck this limiting belief  was.

I was so stuck in a rut, I couldn’t do any work.

Seriously, in defense of my past….

I’ve taken e-mailing lists and generated 10′s of thousands of dollars in revenue.
I had built content, webdesign and components to a flourishing $4 thousand a month membership site.
I’ve studied 30 years of search engine optimization, and within hours get placed on the 1st page of Google, Yahoo or MSN for almost any keyword phrase I wished.
I teamed up with a friend and helped generate 90 thousand unique visitors to a sales page in hours.

Bare with me here a minute, [this is not bragamony] this has to be said…

I’ve worked with the biggest financial firms in the industry.
I went from $5  an hour to $57 thousand in 2 years.
Then the dot-com bubble burst. And I jumped on a $50k job, and earned a $25k raise in 2 months.

I started from below algebra- math level to Calculus-II in 4 months.
Held over 67 certifications from hardware and networking vendors around the globe.
Went from electrical engineer to computer networking systems engineer in 3 years.
[Whew... those business cards sucked]

I then  made VP of IT in 6 months. [better looking business cards too]

I broke personal records and achievements I didn’t even know I could break.

And here I was…  lifeless, unable to think past my next meal, my next cup of coffee, my next breath.
It was as if my spirit had departed. And all that was left, was a lifeless husk of animal crap that couldn’t even be used for fertilizer.

What the hell was I telling myself, that I believed, so whole heartedly, I could no longer function?

I mentioned previously I wouldn’t divulge the exact statement…
Well, I changed my mind…

The statement told to me, when I was young, was:
YOU, Are A Worthless Piece of Shit, That Will Never Amount To Anything!

And I believed it.

That one little statement was repeated, like it was tattooed to my forehead.
I heard it in my thoughts like an agonizing subliminal tape from morning till night.

Never looking in the mirror for any length of time because it was just too painful.
Not while shaving or anything else. I couldn’t look myself in the eye.
There was no love there, only self loathing.

Because I believed, what wasn’t true.

I had to decided to take this shit to the street, as they say from my school days.
My accuser was coming and it was time for this viscous cycle to end.
If  I was to ever see the light of day and be the Me I am to be?
This had to stop now, once, and for all!

Separated from my wife and child, living in my fathers cabin,,, he was coming.
Coming to tell me it was time for me to pack up.
To make my broken down Corolla my permanent home.
No! This was ending, ending right here, right now!

I am NOT what was told me.
I repeated saying that, (I kid you not), 2000 times.
And the fear I had, I was about to face head-on.

At this point even if he DID make me leave.

I wasn’t leaving worthless.

I wasn’t leaving as a no amount to nothing future failure.

I was staying or I was leaving, a Man, god-dammit!

The details are so crazy, that when it came to the point of actually confronting my accuser..
It had actually dawned on me, that I didn’t need to get this person to tell me this wasn’t true.
I didn’t need ANYONE to tell me this wasn’t true..

I was freakin out.. for the 1st time in my life I was actually saying :
I’M THE ONE WHO NEEDS TO TELL ME, THIS IS NOT TRUE.

No One Else Can Tell You What Your Truth Is!!!

Only YOU Can Tell YOU What Your Truth Is!

YOU Are NOT Worthless!

YOU Have An Amazing Future [If] You Want To Have One!

“There is something wrong with me”

Break Your Barriers, Face Your Fears And Live Your Life..
Please, We owe it to ourselves.

God Bless You!

Dan–

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1a Email…
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Keys, wallet, cellphone, briefcase off I go…

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Hi kids, goodnite kids…
Devour cold dinner
Brush
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Hi kids?… Where are the kids dear?… “They moved out years ago,
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[Sigh...]
Email…
Keys, wallet, cellphone, briefcase off I go…

1 Two hour ride into the city
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Where’s my Email?

Fred? Fred, what are you doing here? Didn’t you get the email?
“What email?”
Fred… you were let go last friday…
“Which friday?”
Fred, last Friday. We down-sized, you’re whole department was let go…
“Was there a severance?”
No Fred, we voted that out years ago everyone got the memo..
Fred, Fred are you okay? You don’t look so good.
SECURITY!???!!

We’re here at the scene where Fred Iznotokayz was last seen carrying the head of department leader Bill Shoulduvknown …

Focused Fiction…

Having a spiritual life is or can be lonely.

It’s not everyday we get to connect with like minded people who we can bounce and share thoughts without ego or judgemental attitudes. So when we do.. It’s a blessing. totally something to savour. My friend and I were doing such and it helps me amp everytime we talk.

So I decided to post one of our skype chats… It’s long though.. but would seriously love some feedback on the subject

[Friend]: I am preparing with my mentor for 2012

[DanLopez2012]: it would be well for you to do this

[Friend]: yeah…interesting things about to happen…

[DanLopez2012]: and will continue to happen thereafter..

[Friend]: whether GOOD or BAD we must be ready

[DanLopez2012]: the only bad to come about will probably be man-made

[Friend]: yes

[DanLopez2012]: I just feel bad for those who can’t even hammer a
nail.. or cut a piece of wood..   or kill for a meal.. eh heh.. worst
case senarios

[Friend]: I agree…

[DanLopez2012]: you ever watch man-vs-wild.. what a great show

[Friend]: no

[DanLopez2012]: watch it some time.. they have great scenarios that I
thought wee freakin SO valuable.. I mean even if you have an accident
and you are forced to make it with the skin on your back..

[Friend]: Cool…i will check it out

[DanLopez2012]: Just knowin ya have some knowledge to keep ya goin a
few more days or weeks from little known sources.. is awesome.. I
don’t consider myself a major survivalist but damn good stuff

[Friend]: it helps a lot

[DanLopez2012]: if ya don’t mind me askin.. in what manner are you
preparing for 2012?

[Friend]: Spiritual Level…

[DanLopez2012]: kinda got that part

[Friend]: how about u

[DanLopez2012]: rebuilding my relationship with Source,  raising
vibrations and being of help and of kind heart

[Friend]: cool…how are you doing this?

[DanLopez2012]: meditation, study and being round ppl on twitter..
kinda out in the sticks here so don’t get too much interaction with
ppl. If at all… specially during the winter months

[Friend]: Sweet! What are you studying

[DanLopez2012]: Just finished studying all the angels of the bible..
and continuing study… you gonna offer some info? Also working on
audios of a session of chakras being opened in succession.. I am
preparing sub audios to add that will allow ones self to get the
colors and audible tones of the colors embedded in the sessions

[Friend]: I have being Studying Science Of Being

[DanLopez2012]: is that like mindfulness?

[Friend]: Goes into detail about physical, mental, spiritual planes

[Friend]: I will get you a copy.

[Friend]: Book I is a summary in 7 lessons. The other Book is 27
lessons

[DanLopez2012]: who’s it by?

[Friend]: Baron Eugene Fersen

[DanLopez2012]: ahhh got it.. will look at it, thanks

[DanLopez2012]: The triune system of 27 lessons for the correlative
development of the individual.

[Friend]: Yes…

[Friend]: FOCUS on SPIRIT,LIFE,LOVE,TRUTH

[Friend]: MIND

[DanLopez2012]: Mind is the builder, spirit is the life, physical is
the result..

[Friend]: MIND alone CAN get you to SPIRIT…MORE of all
TRUTH,LOVE,LIFE,MIND the CLOSER to Spirit you will be

[Friend]: I mean “MIND alone cannot get you Spirit”

[Friend]: MIND alone is LUCIFER

[DanLopez2012]: ego is of the fallen

[Friend]: Yes…MIND alone is egotistic. Once the MIND awakes from the
DREAM. Mind connected with LOVE

[DanLopez2012]: lately, I’ve been struggling with the wording.. things
like the Dream and the Illusion.. thats all well and fine.. but its
not given for practical application of reason.. If this reality is all
we know.. then this dream is our living reality.. not that which is
unseen.. for we do not dwell in the spirit as naturally as we do in
this reality or sojourn.. I’m no swami.. and I’m not big on parables..
When these so called enlighten ones can’t speak plainly [not sayin
Eugene doesn't speak plainly] I meditate on it.. and if I’m not given
insight.. I dismiss it as mumbojumbo… it may be good mumbojombo that
others can resonate with and thats excellent.. it just doesn’t with
me… My friend Jeri studies A Course In Miracles.. I love the darn
thing.. but when they go into speaking of the illusion.. I guess Im’
not there yet.. so I catch an attitude LOL!!

[DanLopez2012]: I’ve come to understand, that consciousness is in
levels..

[Friend]: No worries…that is why we are.

[DanLopez2012]: the conscious, the sub-conscious, and the super-
conscious

[Friend]: We are stuck in this Thinking that keeps us in this mess. So
our thinking must change

[DanLopez2012]: just connecting with the subconscious is something..
getting to the superconscious is the goal.. bringing the infinite to
the finite

[Friend]: We can only get a glimpse

[Friend]: Fortunately I have experienced the ONENESS

[DanLopez2012]: ur not alone there

[Friend]: It was amazing

[DanLopez2012]: brought me to tears uncontrollable

[DanLopez2012]: I can’t even begin to describe it

[Friend]: This is when I knew that this PHYSICAL reality was an
illusion/dream

[DanLopez2012]: words just fail me

[DanLopez2012]: lol, its still OUR dream/illusion to be lived.. I
mean.. what does this revelation bring you? Knowing this is a
dream/illusion.

[Friend]: I know what I need to work on

[DanLopez2012]: lol

[DanLopez2012]: I’m not makin fun.. trust me..

[Friend]: lol

[Friend]: I know what I can experience NOW

[DanLopez2012]: That which brings the disturbance and the lack of
peace from they mind thy heart, that is whch is to be addressed in
self

[Friend]: Thy Heart is not the Issue..It is thy Mind

[Friend]: that needs to make PEACE

[DanLopez2012]: you think your heart is impervious?

[DanLopez2012]: be sure, the prayerful request for purifying thy heart
is not a light matter

[DanLopez2012]: it is not called a hardened heart for nothing

[DanLopez2012]: It is the whole of ones-self that need administering
of thy thoughts and actions through daily living that brings the peace

[Friend]: What causes the Heart not to be in Peace

[Friend]: We need to considered the Learn behaiors

[DanLopez2012]: thine experiences in the earthly plane.. it is thy
will which brings forth such that would hinder thine heart with
affliction

[Friend]: But what influences thy WILL

[DanLopez2012]: I’m just sayin.. I ask.. do not think Mind is of the
devil, it is not.. the ego, is of such matters.. what we keep our
mind on is what makes the difference.. for Mind is the builder

[Friend]: From my perspective and metaphoriclly speaking the
EGO/DEVIL/(mind alone)

[DanLopez2012]: then to lose ones mind is to render ones-self whole?

[Friend]: LUCIFER is a TWIN

[DanLopez2012]: there is no twin in he that has fallen.. his
exclusive, the light bearer once named and has lost that name from the
fall..

[Friend]: LUCIFER/MIND…must AWAKEN and realize THY FAULT

[DanLopez2012]: You were created as a co-creator with the Maker of
all.. a companion..

[Friend]: so was LUCIFER/MID

[Friend]: MIND

[DanLopez2012]: Our true dominion is the universe. That is our
rightful place of abode.. Returning to our Creator is our goal.
Lucifer is not of our creation.. we can in no manner come near , tho
He who lives in us has subdued all the earth therein and is mightier
than he.. through Him by Him may we go forth fearless

[DanLopez2012]: He who is the word, was with Him who created all from
the beginning…

Friend]: Exactly

[DanLopez2012]: So… bring HIM who has subdued the prince of this
world into thine heart into thine mind and leave Him to His work which
He has begun in us

[Friend]: metaphorically speakin yea

[DanLopez2012]: I am with you we must change.. we must ever endure to
seek and keep seeking.. Truth and light

[DanLopez2012]: To change our thoughts, and awaken to our true
spiritual consciousness

[DanLopez2012]: to bring the closer relationship to the creator, to
walk in the spirit

[Friend]: It is not easy…but the Soul keeps calling me OUT

[DanLopez2012]: expand if you can

[DanLopez2012]: out of body?

[Friend]: Sometimes the Ghetto Behavior kicks in and I got to remind
myself to get of it

[DanLopez2012]: well.. that changes with your environment.. and even
then it will take some time.. or more aptly put.. practice.. for it is
not all to be goody goody, but to be good for something

[DanLopez2012]: As you attract more of those who are like minded[sorry
for the pun] the ghetto behavior will not find its place..

[Friend]: My practice is to pull myself out as soon as possible

[Friend]: Because Ghetto peeps have to learn from somewhere

[DanLopez2012]: Ahhh.. so you are to be a teacher among your brethren

[Friend]: Yes my FAMILY was my Practice ground

[Friend]: It is well worth it:)

[DanLopez2012]: and what part of this ghetto behavior do you wish to
eliminate?

[Friend]: sometimes I run low on patience with some peeps doin stupid
shit

[DanLopez2012]: its fear.. in nature, in love there is no room for
fear, so fill yourself with love.. when it arises.. step aside and
whatch it.. do not fight it but be aware of it.. and then recognize
its start and eventual end..

[Friend]: yup…this is practice i am doing

[Friend]: it is not easy at times…

[Friend]: especially when your drained

[Friend]: I’ve got to pace myself and regenerate

[DanLopez2012]: if you love yourself, then the love of self will bring
forgiveness of self, when the forgiveness of self is in full then the
forgiveness of others will come naturally.. for it is harder to
forgive self than that which is outside of self..

[Friend]: the LOVE within

[Friend]: I got to remind myself the Energy in put will come back 10x

[DanLopez2012]: the tests always come when we are weak.. that is why
we must call upon and lean on and trust in Him.. which Glorifies
Himself in our weakness

[DanLopez2012]: throuygh Him we are strengthened through Him we may
overcome our weaknes and that which assails us from without and so
from within

[DanLopez2012]: I am certainly not alien to that your plight by any
means trust me

[Friend]: yup…easier said than done theredore we are in these
playgrounds to play so that  we can surrender and realize it is just a
playground

[Friend]: When we realize it is a playground from HIM we can
ENJOY,LOVE, and TRUST

[Friend]: Then I realize the Playgorund was just a DREAM/ILLUSION…

[DanLopez2012]: Damn I’m good… Actually, its easier Done than Said,
for once it has been done, so the practice has begun.. and we may be
more than conquerors!

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Now, I could go on and on about the implications of the matter being discussed at the top of this post. But personally I think I’ll place my thoughts underneath.

This was shot at a Conscious Life Expo this year and goes into great detail about many aspects relating to consciousness and the hidden iconic history repeated in every culture. Well, thats what I got so far 20 minutes into it.

Here’s The Full Length Video; It’s approx 1:36 minutes long and gets pretty intense about 20 minutes into it.

My thoughts? lol I haven’t.. ahh finally..yes! I have watched the whole thing. And whilst I have a very clear understanding of Edgar Cayce material. I have to admit I was biased towards David for a few years. Mainly because I had my own slant on what Edgar would be doing this time around.

If you don’t have time for the whole video in one sitting just listen to 3 minutes from the end of the video which basically says it all in a nut shell. Something we all should be aware of and actively conscious of..
[audio:http://danlopez2012.com/audio/last3minutes.mp3]

Just goes to show that, sometimes, its more important to know what’s needed than what’s wanted. And since I have an affinity with 2012 since my early 20′s I’m compelled to share with you some views that you either can stomach or not.

Like the air: we see it not, but take it away & we die.
We cannot see it, but we know it exists.

Our consciousness also exists, we see it not. But without it we fail to BE.
Guess I’m trying to hit on the nerve that just because you don’t believe in a thing does not mean it does not exist.

In the program, David touches on a lot of things from sources that are not availabe such as physical proofs or living testimonies sworn witnesses. Especially concerning the Montaulk Project and the Philidelphia Project,and some references to the NWO & well… a lot of references were covered in a very short amount of time.

But just because you have witnessed something you could not explain and tried to tell others who would not believe you, does that mean you didn’t experience it?

Of course you did. Am I right or am I right?

Anyway.. It gives a huge historical finding on the peniel gland and its epic tale of secrecy thats right in front of our very own eyes. Incredibly researched and light shedding evidence. But the last six minutes pretty much clinched the whole deal for me.

Have you ever witnessed a talk or listened to a speaker or watched a movie and SUDDENLY something struck you to your core, it struck you to your heart, where you knew, I mean “YOU JUST KNEW” it was truth because you’ve felt it again and again but didn’t know how to express it? The last 6 minutes brought me to tears.

I’ve witnessed and experienced unexplainable things in my life. Things by material man’s standards should not be and are the stuff of imaginings. Only, I’ve had witnesses. And on one ocassion witnesses a mile wide. But thats for other posts.

Mind what you are focused on. Meditate regularly, bring & breathe peace into your life. Watch your perceptions.. things are going to be quite interesting from here on.

Till next time.

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It’s not that the gurus are lying to you, and it’s not that they are holding anything back either. Truth is, many of us are just plain terrified to go up against ourselves.

Face it, we’ve lived with ourselves our whole lives. We know every pain button, every fear, every hurt and every doubt. We know every chink in our arsenal of behavior. We are quite the worthy opponent.

So much so that to challenge ourselves is the most fearsome act we can face. We know what we are capable of. We know the resistance. We know the rebellion and the battle that lies ahead.

We Intimately Know Our Enemy

This is a paradox. For, not only do we know our enemy intimately
we also know our weakness and can intuitively anticipate the resistance and counteract our moves. Ultimately we are armed with the foreknowledge of the enemy and our abilities and routine tactics.

Our adversary is known. Out in the open. Exposed to the light.

Once and for all, this dubious cunning challenger of success, is met face to face with its nobler counterpart. Worthy enough, to not only defeat the challenger. But, also worthy enough to render the enemy into a submissive state of servitude.

Though the battle may be won The war is not. One life Your Life.
In his book Robert Chialdini on “Influence” states that we are more apt to be confidant in something we have placed a convicted investment into. Be it a decision an action or even a simple belief.

[I'm Paraphasing, but You get the drift.]

Being on the fence about investing in yourself and your efforts is something every marketer experiences at some point or another. Some have an enviable panache for reckless abandon toward their fears.
While others are halted in their tracks.

The differences are simply in the history of investment each has
previously given to themselves. While one who has been over-run by the fear of success has invested little. The successful have invested much and have surpassed the state of fear by the confidence gained.

In my last post I went on about change. Changing ourselves.

Scary proposition. Our Enemy Has Spoken.
Our Enemy Self has requested we stand down.

That we forgo the challenge. It will simply avail us naught. Our enemy will show slides and moving pictures of our past in our minds to prove it’s case. To lay low our ambition and desire for a more passive resignation to mediocrity or worse — failure.

Battle cries like “WHAT IF?” & “YOU CAN’T” seemingly can be heard from miles within the confines of our own minds. Repeatedly and deafening and completely leaving us exhausted after countless sleepless nights.

And in the end?

Who wins? The One who invests in themselves. The ones who have the courage to face themselves daily. And face themselves to the point where it doesn’t seem like a battle any longer. To them,it’s more like an urge, which is easily smite and pushed aside for the chance at another victorious day.

Although these days do not come without cost. I must earn my battle scars. I must press forward. I must seek a confidante in others and accept accountability for my actions. Thus in doing so I face myself daily and gain little victories to achieve greater victories.

I come from a place where the average participant has a one in seven chance of surviving. In the business world or online world only two percent of the average population will put forth the effort to succeed.

The rest will succumb to the average acceptance that challenging and
defeating our enemy is just too much for them. It doesn’t make them bad people. It just means they know their role. They choose to accept  it.

In Peace

Dan–

Sometimes it pays to take a break and regroup. So you can go forward in life, sometimes it actually pays to completely make a Life change or LifeHack which is where this originaly came from.

It has been said, and I firmly believe this, If you always do what you did?

You’ll always get what you got!

Despite what you may think, there are lifehacks to be learned from the television show Seinfeld. Take for example the episode “The Opposite”- George Costanza decides that every decision that he has ever made has been wrong, and that his life is the exact opposite of what it should be. George decides to do the opposite of everything he has done before, and great things begin to happen to him: