August 20, 2021 Update

 

I finally signed a contract to work for another year. The next day, I received an email saying that the first month of classes would be online.  In the small university town that I work in, I estimate conservatively that another one-hundred small businesses will permanently close. If I apply the same estimate to all of Taiwan, we’re looking at an additional 12,000 small businesses that are likely to permanently close their doors this year. While small independently owned businesses are increasingly being forced to go out of business, large businesses are thriving. This situation is rapidly going to become unsustainable.

 While they’re saying that we’re just going to have the first month of classes online, I’m guessing that we’ll be having classes online for the next 3-4 years — if we're able to have classes at all. About ten million or 41% of the people on this island have already received their first dose of a so-called vaccine. Aside from government representatives (who look like talking zombies, if you ask me), the scientists, doctors and specialists that I listen to all say essentially the same thing, it’s not a vaccine, but a bioweapon.

 After two months of unsuccessful attempts to persuade my partner not to get injected, I recognize that she is probably going to do so sometime next week, and that she has made her own decision, perhaps at a very deep level. The only compromise I could get out of her (for better or worse) was for her to switch from a foreign made vaccine to a Taiwan made one. Taiwan’s president, Tsai Ing-wen, is also apparently scheduled to receive her first injection of the same vaccine, next week. The good thing is, as I’ll be working from home, I’ll be able to care for my partner in case the so-called vaccines turns out to be a problem. Perhaps I’ll even get to see if those spike proteins have any effect on me. Fascinating times.

 My summer vacation has not gone as well as I had planned, I didn’t get to go swimming for the first two months, and I wasn’t able to convince my partner to just say no to the vaccine. Nevertheless, I apparently still have a job, and I’m told that the swimming pool may open this week. Thus, as I’m now planning to teach online, at home for the foreseeable future, perhaps I’ll be able to go swimming every day. That would be cool.

 While there is much more that I could say (for the umpteenth time) about where we are and where we’re heading, I feel that the time for talking is pretty much over. It appears to me that a time of reckoning will soon be upon us, and I’m quite sure I’ll have something to say about that.

Perspectives & Perceptions: June 29, 2021

I finally finished counting student blog-posts, grading hundreds of video presentations and all that other stuff that comes with organizing, aggregating and assessing student performance in the education system. I remember writing very critically about the education system just before getting hired at my current job about 7-8 years ago. Since then, I’d say that I’ve changed a lot, but the system doesn’t seem to have changed much at all. 

And as for the students, the young ones, they’re still an enigma to me.  Every year, I welcome a new group. Last year’s students were born primarily in 2000-2001, this year’s should mostly be born in 2002. Why is this relevant or important to me? Because I’m observing and monitoring behavioral changes in relation to the powering down of the human mind consciousness system and the birthing of life from the physical.

 Often, I recall the suggestion: it’s not today’s children but today's adults that are responsible for determining the future; and every year throughout the year, I consider the state of awareness of the newest additions to the group of adult human beings that are just now beginning to take responsibility. Notably, every year, they seem to progressively be more stable, less and less moved by emotion. While I view this point as being beneficial to the whole, I still find it somewhat weird because it’s not at all how I recall young people being in the past.

I find it quite perplexing that while I seem to be able to recall a huge amount of information, events, how I behaved and even things I said many years ago, I rarely notice others being able to do the same. I guess that this has something to the process that I’ve been walking, essentially reorganizing and/or recreating myself as a human being via writing out the lines of old constructs, writing self-forgiveness, self-corrections, sounding it all out to discharge memories or energetic attachments to those memories, and walking those changes into living changes.

 I make an effort to notice and note my perceptions of both my physical and mental environments. As far as perceptions go, the environment as a whole definitely appears to be changing. In terms of my perceptions of the physical state of my environment, the atmosphere outside appears cleaner, clearer and crisper — as though a typhoon is on its way or has just passed through. However, when it comes to my perceptions of my mental state and the state of humanity, I still notice a feeling inside of me, as though I’m walking into untested grounds, wherein I often require focused self-direction to stabilize myself or remain stable, remain grounded.

 I understand that what’s happening to humanity is also happening to me within and as myself. Thus, with each self-direction and/or correction I make within myself, I also re-look out there to see if and how my perception is changing.  Honestly, even though I will sometimes laugh at the state of humanity, this is more of a coping mechanism I sometimes utilize for a moment to release energy/emotion to then stop, stabilize and ground myself once again. 

While I’ve come to realize that it’s not my place to push others to look, see, realize and understand what’s happening within the process that is taking place, I am often still uncertain as to what my place is in terms of where and how best to stand in relation to others.

 While I’m quite certain (as a best guess kind of thing) that the internal purpose and/or intention of the awareness of viruses is not to harm this physical existence or the physical bodies of human beings, I’m not so certain when it comes to the so-called vaccines being injected into the physical bodies of my fellow human beings. Essentially, they/we are bypassing the first line of defenses of the human body, thereby leaving the body vulnerable to the ingredients of those concoctions. The question is: what is this going to do to the structure and workings of the human physical body?

 My relationship with my body is one of self-trust: I, as the directive principle, care for my body and trust that it will do the same for all as me — a whole-body perspective or way of looking at things. As such, I do not agree to be injected with those so-called vaccines. Nevertheless, I am very curious as to how it’s all going to play out.

 For every level or dimension, starting at the ground level/dimension, there is a perspective that I am able to imagine.   At the ground level, I perceive the physical to be getting stronger, essentially utilizing this opportunity to reconstitute, restructure and/or repair. However, when it comes to my perception of the mental/energetic state of humanity as a conscious entity (the aggregate consciousness of human beings), I would say that the powering down of consciousness is continuing (dare I say, according to schedule), meaning that the state of human consciousness is continuing to diminish.

 While many people who consider this kind of stuff might perceive or hope that consciousness would just fade away, my guess is still that it’s preparing to upgrade (from its point of view) to more suitable bodies. Could this be the rationale behind the mRNA so-called vaccines? Lol, depending on one’s perspective, I guess it could accurately be called a vaccine. Or from the perspective of beings helplessly dependent on the system just to survive, perhaps it’s the Red pill, which (going even deeper down the rabbit hole) might also be linked to an attempt by consciousness to extend its lifespan by changing the operating system of certain humans, removing beings in the process while attempting to maintain (so to speak) the bodies in/as a somewhat more of a synthetic form. 

I’ve written of similar scenarios, and while I don’t see it working out the way a lot of people are surmising — as in a world of centrally controlled borg like humans — I’m still curious to see how everything plays out.  

Adjusting to Online Teaching

 Although I could guess that our school was going to move classes online once again, I didn’t guess that the change would come so soon. One weekend I’m home visiting my partner, planning to return to school on Monday morning, and then on Saturday night, two weeks ago, I got an email saying to move all classes online beginning Monday. I was all set to start cruising into wrap-up mode for the semester, and then, boom, every class has to be video recorded with electronic attendance and so on. What else can I say but, goodbye end of semester happy slack days.

 Thankfully, as it’s now just a matter of rolling over in bed, turning on their smartphones and checking in, most of my students seem quite content to participate. How much they’re actually paying attention and/or focusing on the class is anyone’s guess. Not to worry though, I reckon it’s only a matter of time before a software update begins monitoring their rate of focus, eyes on the screen and so on.

 Additionally, and quite surprisingly I might add, I also seem to enjoy communicating online with students. Whereas before, I was thankful just to have a semi-captive audience (once students actually made it to the classroom), we now have software monitoring what time they check in and how long they stay. I can only guess where this is all going. So, I go down my attendance list, check to see if people are actually listening when I call their names and I ask them how their Covid vacation is going — extra credit if you have a story to tell.  And if that doesn’t work, I always have plenty to say and (lol) I never seem to get tired of saying it. After all, I figure that someone outside of the mainstream news propaganda outlets ought to at least attempt to explain to people, especially young people, what the heck is going on these days, why it’s happening and where we’re heading. Overall, this online teaching isn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be.

 Moving on to the main issue at hand, the CONtagion monster has again returned to Taiwan, and its name is of course still Fear. With afternoon temperatures hitting 39 C, I’m seeing big SUV’s passing by me with their windows rolled up and only a driver inside — obediently wearing a facemask. Here in Taiwan, If the government says wear a facemask when you go outside, then that’s what everyone does, including me. Lol, because, if I don’t obey, not only might I have to pay a fine of $500, but I also might end up on the evening news (as an example of an uncooperative foreigner). No way!

 For about a year, I was quite reactive to the so-called new normal (standards ideocracy), but that was before I forgave myself for being so stubborn and decided to finally let go of logic and reason — threw them out the window and released myself of that burden. Really, forget about attempting to make 3D sense of what’s going on in the world; better instead to remain grounded and focus on principled living — doing unto others as you would have them do unto you, judge not lest ye be judged and so on.

Back to School

 

Back in my apartment, once again sitting in front of my computer while looking out the window ahead at the mango tree as it begins to bud its tiny mangoes, I wonder what I am able to write that might possibly make a difference for me or anyone else; or what I’m able to write (that I want to write) that anyone but a few will even understand. Let’s start with the standard system stuff and see where I end up.

 Yesterday, I went to visit an eye doctor, the fourth one in about three years. The funny thing is, with Taiwan’s national health insurance, I don’t even get charged the usual 3-4 dollars anymore, even for my fourth eye exam in three years.

 The head of the optometry department seemed a little skeptical: “you’ve been here four times,” he said. “I needed to understand the procedure,” I told him. “Now I understand and I want a mono focal intraocular lens put in for sure.” After the eye exams, which I’m extremely familiar with by this time, he scheduled me in for early next month. In case you’re thinking, what could be so difficult about getting an intraocular lens put into your eye?

 Well, it took me three different visits and about three years to figure out why the price always seemed to be double what I thought it should be. Finally, I found out that I would have to do both eyes (including the left one through which I still see fine) if I wanted the multifocal option. Lol, I’m still not sure if I missed something in the translation or if it was just something that nobody bothered to tell me.

 Thankfully, classes (in the classroom) will begin tomorrow, and for this semester, I am determined to be less demanding and more flexible with my students. Why? Because last semester, wherein I thought I was doing these young adults a favor by helping them to learn how to be disciplined, come to class on time, follow the syllabus instructions, etc., by insisting on high standards, I ended up receiving lower evaluation marks from my high level classes, which tells me that my students would probably prefer me to be less demanding. And as the saying goes, the customer is always right. I’ve never really liked being a hard-ass instructor anyway.

 In other news, I’m still somewhat perplexed as to what’s going on in the world. While I understand the technicalities of the mass insanity that has been and will likely continue to spread throughout the world, I’m not yet certain what is going on in relation to the vaccine rollout.

 While it’s clear to me that the virus itself (as far as viruses go) has and will probably continue to be beneficial to human beings (in terms of freeing us from the enslavement of consciousness systems), the vaccines, which apparently aren’t even vaccines as per the definition of vaccines, are still somewhat of a mystery to me. Nevertheless, I feel that the decision to get shot or not to get shot is a personal one that is most likely being made on a beingness level.  Metaphorically speaking, perhaps it’s like choosing the red pill or the blue pill.

In the news, which I barely read any more these days, everything seems more and more senseless – as though the reality of humanity is crumbling. Thus I am focusing more on myself and what is right here in front of me.  As I haven’t been swimming in about five months, I bought some exercise  equipment and have begun exercising regularly in my apartment and walking in the hills whenever I get the opportunity. And the photo above is from the Lunar new year celebrations at my partner's family home in the countryside.