Blame is a Loser's Game

I said I would write about blame, but to tell you the truth, I think it’s a little too late to make any difference in the near term as far as humanity is concerned, but thankfully, it's never too late to take responsibility.

COVID-19, the Republicans or the Democrats, take  your pick; my favorites these days are by far the rogue AI and the orange man. So let’s talk about blame: it’s still a losing man's’ game. Have a look, did you ever see a winner crossing the finish line, pointing an index finger at the ones behind? Or how about a firefighter who got seriously burned saving a child; did you ever see him or her cursing the little one for having to be saved?  Of course not, because winners don't blame. Blame is simply for losers who have yet to understand how the game of life is won.

Fortunately, a lost game can almost always be turned around in an instant simply by doing the following. Take that index finger along with that outstretched arm and drop them both down to your side. Now lift up your thumb, put the tip of it to your chest and say to the world, “Here I am and I'm taking responsibility right now. And there you have it, the makings of a winner in the process of beginning the journey to be won. Just remember to repeat this process when you get up each morning, before making any important decisions and most of all, whenever you notice the urge to raise that index finger and point it at someone.

Now as much as I would enjoy expounding on the so-called rogue AI, as well as the role of the Orange man, I have an online video conference with family members to attend. This is one of the benefits I guess to come from the COVID-19 crisis, and you know what, we're going to be see a lot more of these benefits - along with some more crisises.

Taking Responsibility for the Blame I Projected

Last night in an act of blame, I pointed my finger at an old friend and the USA. In looking at this point of blame, I realize that, it has been creeping up within me, more and more as of late. Blaming  is a desperate act of frustration brought about by one’s belief in his or her inability to change that for which he or she is blaming another or others. In this case, my frustration had to do with what I have defined as the slow pace of change within/as humanity. Even though, I am able to see, realize and understand so much of the change that has happened and is happening before my very eyes in terms of people and the world as viewed in person and on my computer screen, I still feel as though I/we are moving too slowly. And this comes right from the turtle's mouth, lol.

I am on vacation now and it has only been just over a week. With no schedule to tell me what to do and have done and nothing to justify going out and having fun instead of writing things out and correcting me, I have created a point of frustration within me. It manifested as blame and now I have to deal with it as a point of me that requires correcting.  

In a recent Facebook post, I blamed the USA for being the land of the oppressor and the oppressed and told my old friend to stop trumpeting the bushtit (of Independence Day). What I did not say (in my frustrated state) was that, whatever the USA and/or other nations of humanity do and have done, I/we in this physical reality are each, equally as one responsible for everything that has and will be created. I call this point, the democracy of creation, which is also the equality of creation as in oneness and equality of life.

Within the design of the democracy of creation is the mathematical certainty that, the whole of creation (what is created) is the equivalent or aggregate sum-total of all points of creation created by the creators. This is what we are: creators creating the created, and this is why every single human being, as one human-creator creating the nature of humanity is equally as one (creator of humanity) responsible for the nature of humanity as a whole. We can take this equation and apply it to all of existence, or we can bring it back to ourselves within and as the universes of our physical bodies to see how each cell cooperates equally as one (responsible point of awareness) to stand as a point of unconditional support of the whole physical body.

I sometimes forget my point of responsibility as an equal and one creator of what we create as one race of humanity. Thankfully, many out there are kind enough to remind me. It is nice, too that others will forgive me; however, for to right my stance, I also require to forgive myself, write the corrections (change the programming code if you will) and then, physically live the corrections to really change the nature of me. 

Below, are my  self-forgiveness and self-commitments as part of my process to change me from one who blames to one who takes responsibility. Writing self-forgiveness and self-commitments functions to release the energy that I have attached to certain lines of mind-programming code. From this point, I am then able to replace those lines with the corrections or self-commitments as instructions that I will use as a guide to physical living to change me to that which I care to be and become.

Self-forgiveness

• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to participate in frustration defined as a world that is changing too slowly.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself blame people and ideas for my frustration instead immediately bringing the point back to me to address and correct the frustration at the point where it began, the point wherein I created it.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to participate in imagination of scenarios of what is going on in the world and what is going to happen to this planet and humanity instead of realizing the opportunity that is here as me to live to my potential by changing and creating me to be and become as I care to have all stand in relation to me.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to point my fingers in blame at people and ideas such as the Rothschild’s, the banking system, the US dollar and the USA for my/our situation of having to work to survive instead of living just for the fun of expressing.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to blame money and the money system for my experience of my definitions of the world instead of taking responsibility (for my experience) by depolarizing/de-energizing the definitions within and as myself in relation to humanity and the world.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to wonder if it is too late to bother attempting to write right the changes within and as me. Herein, I see, realize and understand that, wherein I change myself for the better, each point within and as me that is better for all, I also change one point of humanity for the better – here in cooperating with others in words and deeds, we as a whole are able to change the nature of humanity for the better.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to judge me as not being diligent enough, placing too much emphasis on balancing my time between work, process and play instead of realizing that, the good and bad of my ideas as my morality are but definitions through which I have attempted to make sense of reality as viewed on a computer screen instead of understanding that, living is a physical doing, not an imagination.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to judge the world based on my perspective via the internet on a computer screen instead of letting go of my judgments so to take responsibility for what I am able to respond to, that which is here in the area in relation to me, which is my opportunity to expressly live.

Self-commitments

• When and as I find myself at a point of frustration defined as humanity changing too slowly, I commit to stop, breathe, release the energy of frustration and bring this point of blame back to myself to let go of the self-judgments that I have projected as blame onto humanity. From this point of self-responsibility, I commit to stand back up and continue my journey of writing right to change and live in relation to all as I would have all change and live in relation to me.
• When and as I find myself at the point of imagining how the world will become, I commit to stop imagining that which I have little control over, and instead to focus on points here in front of me wherein I have the ability to respond to by inputting and creating change for the better.
• When and as I find myself at a point of wanting to blame the politicians and the elite or my imagination of them for the state of humanity, I commit to bring my pointed fingers right back to me so to take responsibility for my opportunity to do something about it by physically moving me for the better, as I am able. This means using much of my vacation to better correct me and write changes (for the better) that I plan to continue inputting into the educations system.
• When and as I find myself at a point of fearing or justifying that it is too late to change the future that I have imagined, I commit to stop fretting over how the future may or may not be, so to determine the future right here within and as the present. Nothing is over and done until it is done, and until then, I commit to continue walking my process and doing over as many times as I require.
• When and as I find myself at a point of judging me as not being diligent enough in the process of changing me to change humanity, I commit to let go of the judgments so to focus on determining and walking my next step, even if it means re-correcting points that I thought I had already addressed and corrected.

I also want to thank Dave S. for responding to my frustration in a kind manner. I found to be very supportive. Thanks Dave

The Antagonist

The other night at a little after 6:00 pm, I stopped off at an OK Mart on my way to the night market because I wanted to buy some hand wipes. While in the store, I used the store toilet, and when I came out of the bathroom, I picked up a pack of hand wipes and went to the counter to pay for them. When I handed the store clerk the hand wipes, she looked at them, scoffed and stated, “You're only getting this!” or something like that. I handed her 100NT, and in Mandarin Chinese I asked her, “how much is it?” Instead of telling me the price, she said in the Taiwanese dialect, “I don't understand.” So I said to her (again in Mandarin), “I'm speaking the national language; how much is it?” Again she said in Taiwanese, “I don't understand, bye! Bye!”

Viewing her words and actions towards me as very strange, rude to be precise, I asked her why she was being rude to me, a customer; was it because I was a foreigner; had foreigners been rude to her? Then I asked her where the manager was, if she was a worker or the manager. This time, she replied in perfect Mandarin that, she was the owner. I said, OK, perhaps I will write a letter the corporate office; what is this store's address and store number? To this, she did not reply. So, I decided to take a photo to get the GPS tag for the record, and that's when I guess she snapped.

When she saw me taking a photo with my smartphone, she said something to the affect of, you can't take pictures in here. Then, as she was yelling something (I think she was ordering me to delete the picture/pictures), she started moving quickly towards me from behind the counter as though she was going to attack me. Actually, it was clear to me that she was intent on physically taking my phone from me. So, as I was moving backwards towards the exit, I took another photo (for evidence), and just as I was doing that, she lifted her clipboard and slammed it down on my head. Yes, last night at an OK Mart across from the night market, I would say that, not only was I the target of discrimination, but I was also physically attacked. Luckily, I had been wearing my motorcycle helmet the whole time, and although I was not physically harmed, I was a somewhat shaken up by this strange incident.

Later, in considering this incident, I talked to my friend, a local high school teacher. He suggested that we go right back over there and demand an apology. I instead suggested that we wait until tomorrow; I noticed that throughout entire incident, there had been a I point of curiosity within me – as though another part of me were watching the action unfold. So I determined to first write this point out to understand what really happened there.

In taking a closer, more self-honest look at this incident, I realize that I could have simply walked out of the store and left the store clerk to her own emotions, but I didn't because I experienced myself as being insulted for being discriminated against, and that's when the point of curiosity arose within me, at the same time I was going into stealth attack mode.

Here in some more self-honest reflection on the subject of discrimination, I go back a few weeks to when I was up in the mountains listening to a man belittle someone of another race. Although I didn't understand everything he was saying, I did realize that he was verbally mocking this person in discrimination of her for her race. I didn't say anything, and because he was the host of the barbecue, I imagined that it was all in fun, and I simply laughed it off. Now I see that discrimination is not something to laugh about; it's not so funny when it happens to me.

Some time ago I wrote that, one who stands by and does nothing while a child is abused is first hand the abuser. I now see, realize and understand that this also applies to one who stands by and does nothing while another verbally abuses, discriminates against another even from behind that person's back. Here, in realizing what I have accepted and allowed, I will continue to write out these points of acceptances and allowances within and as me so to understand the nature of me, where I now am so to right these points on the journey of self correction to change the nature of me to one of integrity in relation to all.

When I “honestly” look deeper and deeper into me, I see the point of me avoiding facing a part of me, part of the nature of me that I still hide behind carefully chosen words and a smiling face. In the past, even when this nature of me has come through for me to realize, I often disguised it as something less as a means to avoid it. Specifically, although (at the time) I did not put to words my starting point of replying to the store clerk's words, I now see that deep down inside I reacted as insulted, and somewhere within and as me I designed my words to antagonize in vengeance to cause her to react in anger, and perhaps this is what I was curious about, my behavior, not hers.

Pushing through the void that I created to avoid taking responsibility my reactions, I now see the point of me that knew exactly what I was doing with my words, antagonizing her in revenge for my experience of being insulted. Interestingly, on surface of my words, they would have looked and sounded harmless most observers; yet somewhere within and as them (unbeknownst even to a part of me) was my intent to cause a reaction, cause harm. I guess that this reaction was of the nature of my being, and now I understand what someone once said to me when he said I was speaking with a forked tongue.

So hear I am: from the point of defining myself as the victim for being insulted and discriminated against to that of me realizing myself as the antagonist seeking revenge because I had blamed another my own reactions. I now see, realize and understand that in not taking complete self-honest responsibility for me, I had accepted and allowed myself to manipulate myself and the other.

Yes, I have been curious as to what ever happened to my favorite personality, the one I call militarized, the one that I have been decommissioning ever so slowly, the one that a part of me still fears to let go of, inferiority.

• I forgive myself that I had accepted and allowed myself to react to the store clerk's words (energetically defining them within and as me as being discriminating and insulting) instead of immediately realizing that her words and actions were/are100% of her and did not belong to me.
• I forgive myself that I had accepted and allowed myself to negatively charge the store clerk's words, defining them within and as me as being insulted and projecting the blame onto the store clerk instead of me remaining stable, undefined by another person's words so to (in seeing and realizing the emotional distress of another) assist and support the other as best I am able, even if that means simply walking away.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to quietly sit by while another/others speak in humorous discrimination of another/others behind their backs.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not see, realize and understand that discrimination in any form – even when spoken in the tone of humor, just having a good laugh – is not supportive to anyone.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to justify sitting by with “they're just having a laugh” instead of standing up and walking away or at least attempting to explain why we should all never discriminate against one another.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to – in standing up for myself and not another/others – in effect value myself above the others as though I were better. I now see, realize and understand I am no better than that which I accept and allow in relation with others.
• I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to expect and insist upon being treated with respect while not insisting upon it for another/others/all.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to define me within and as charged definitions of words amounting to experiences of me defining myself as being respected and disrespected instead of letting go of the polarized definitions of respect/disrespect so to take complete responsibility for me so to no longer charge myself with energetic definitions of words.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to take for granite society's perception of me instead of fully realizing that as I could be in the shoes of anyone else, I/we require to completely eliminate all forms of discrimination.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to desire that others view me as good, honest, humble and kind.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to avoid completely writing out in detail this part of me, the nature of my being, that viewpoint/perspective that relishes being unjustly attacked so to justify attacking another/others.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to define this part of my being as cold-hardhearted and evil instead of seeing, realizing and understanding this point of me as being in fear being harmed by another.
• When and as I find myself at the point of defining and/or experiencing me as being discriminated against and/or insulted, I commit myself to immediately stop, breathe and let go of my self-definitions of discrimination and insult in relation to another/others so to in that moment take full responsibility for determining the best outcome and directing me and the situation to that point in consideration of what is best for all involved.
• When and as I find myself at the point of seeing/hearing words and/or actions that I have defined as insulting, I commit myself to stop, breathe, let go of the energetic definitions that I have attached to words, and stabilize me internally and externally so to not be move by the words and actions of another.
• When/as/if I find myself negatively defining another person's words as insulting, discriminating, ridiculous and so on, I commit myself to immediately stop defining, stop charging another person's words within and as me so I see and hear that person without interpretations of my self definitions.
• When and as I find myself positively defining another person's words as complementing to me, I commit myself to immediately stop defining, stop charging another person's words within and as me so to see and hear that person without interpretations of my self-definitions of him/her/them.
• When and as I find myself at the point of sitting by while another/others have a laugh in discrimination of another/others, I commit myself to assist and support all involved to realize that, as the words we create are our own, that which we project onto another/others is in reality just projections of ourselves.
• When and as I find myself at the point of attacking or considering how to attack another, I commit myself to stop, breathe and redirect my will to a solution that does not include retribution.
• When and as I find myself at the point of avoiding these that I call the worst points of me, I commit myself to sit down and write the void out of me, replacing it with integrity, word by word.   

Day 97: Writing to Right

Mine eyes have perceived an image of me, and although I’ve perceived there may be worse, I realize there is much more to me than just this perception. I no longer agree to view images through the TV inside/as my mind; I will see, being that which is here. If only it were as simple as speaking/writing the words: “I'll bet it is,” says the little voice in my head, “there's always a back door, a shortcut to bypass those suckers.” To which I respond, “That would be death, and it's probably just another trap.”

This is the kind of stuff I write (yet only sometimes post) when the energy inside of me wants to whine – do anything else but write out the the energies – big and small that curse through the veins. I would have thought that after having forty plus years of experience dealing with and often ignoring the energy inside, this energy itself would have given up. But no, it persist because like me who insist on righting it, we're both one in the same. Kind of cool, walking with myself to overcome my self ego-I to win this war, even without the use of a backdoor program. After all, what kind of programmer would I be is I wasn't able to deprogram and reprogram me?

This morning when awakening, before opening my eyes, I put my fingers to the eye sockets, nose, and lips. Touching to see without using the mind's/image. Each time I asked myself “what is this, what am I?” and, like magic an image appeared. I realize that the image that appears in the mind is just a representation of the past, blurred by time, memories of pictures, emotions and feelings. Who am I; what am I without an image in the mind's eye of me? The answer is easy enough, substance. The image that appears in the mind is just energy derived (so I have learned) by consuming the the physical/being/substance to transform into energy – so as to view and experience the image.

Have a look at the images of Heaven we all keep hidden away in our minds. Most are probably special, the happy place in the mind where everything is going to be OK because one day that's where we'll be – with grandma and grandpa, whee! Not mine (image) of heaven; it's not that sweet. So why, if heaven is such a wonderful place to be, don't more people just kill themselves and be on their merry way? Because there is doubt: deep down inside they fear a grave mistake has been made, maybe they've been conned. Imagine being inside the minds of one of those “praise Jesus Christ” folks. I mean, I see/write what comes out of me, and it's sometimes fun, but usually not. Yet to even imagine being trapped inside one of those minds that believes/hopes/preys that some god is will come and save them (let alone that they must die for even the opportunity), that's, that's just another story. Which, having a look at what I've just written (fun/sarcastic) brings me back to a reality wherein, one mind the other, we're all trapped, coping in our own ways. Honestly, if I ever get out of this place / the mind, my plan is to stay – not just run away; stay until all are free.

I sometimes enjoy writing like this. Fortunately or unfortunately for me, I’ve got more important issues such as writing out the energy that's been buzzing around in my stomach since this morning. Once again, it has to do with work – keeping my hours down and finding a place close by. What's interesting is that, since I’ve written this, the energy in my stomach has dissipated even though I didn't write about the energies themselves; or did I? It's all in the words, and regardless of what words one uses and or abuses, the essence of the being comes through; perhaps not as clearly as in the spoken word, yet it's still here. And now I see why it's so important to write (every day); even though I may write around the subject, I’m still writing, righting me.

Self forgiveness and self corrective statements

• I forgive myself that I had accepted and allowed myself to not see, realize and understand that the real – unsimulated me does not require a simulation see me or tell me who I am. Within this, I commit myself to following through on this plan(et) to breaking out of this simulated mind-reality.
• I forgive myself that I had accepted and allowed myself to not see, realize and understand that the real me / a new me emerges within and as each breath that is without simulation, and the more I am without simulation, the closer I come to seeing/hearing/being here.
• I forgive myself that I had accepted and allowed myself to play the game of not seeing and within this game, not take responsibility for all as me. It's like I got so used to the game simulation that I've been afraid to return, fearing it's too late to go back, and within this not realize that it's not about going back, but about stopping the energy and moving myself.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to be labeled, identified as a singularity, separate from all that is one me.
• I forgive myself that I had accepted and allowed myself to energize myself into “thinking” that it's time to find a job, instead of simply moving myself to go an find a place that I’d like to work. I see, realize and understand that moving myself in this reality does not require energy, just some practice. Within this I commit myself to (tomorrow and the next day, and so on) to moving myself without (or at least less and less) energy.

Day 88: Suppressed Negativity

Over the last 3-4 weeks, I've experienced kind of a condensed version of what I experienced a while back when I suddenly stopped writing. It feels kind of like withdrawal symptoms – writing and self-forgiveness withdrawals. What happened (from my perspective) is that right around the beginning of the year or towards the end of the year, I was not experiencing very much in terms of energetic reactions. So when I went to write about me, not very much came out, and thus I started focusing my writing on politics, capitalism equal money, etc. Here, I found myself somewhat out of alignment with the phase that those working on an Equality system are currently involved. To put it clearly, I do not see any redeeming qualities to be derived from Capitalism, that will be more Life-friendly (than they are now) within an equality system. Yet, I do agree with exploring all aspects of the old system, and the possibilities of the new. It's a process that must be walked in space-time, which requires patience.

Getting back to me

What I’ve noticed about writing less is, that the less I write, the more my mind has a tendency to slip back into the auto pilot mode of thoughts, internal conversations, imagination, reactions, etc., which when left unchecked becomes very uncomfortable. It's like getting use to spring weather year round and then suddenly having to face bouts of bitter cold. The cool thing is that, whereas in the past it took me quite a while to realize that I was off course, this time around it's only been a few weeks. The culprit lies in my personality that still cares what people think about me, and perceives that what they think about me is based on what I write. Therefore, I as mind seek-not to write to understand me, but to present a version of me in my favorite suit. So much of what I have written has only been the neutral and positive of me – for presentation. In my writing, I’ve suppressed the negative, believing that the positive moves/manipulates others, while the negative turns them away, and I justified this type of writing because I wanted to change people's ideas. All in all, I wouldn't say my endeavors have been a failure; I have after all written-out quite a bit of one side of me – the positive, leaving me a bit unbalanced. What are these negative points that I have suppressed?

1. I honestly want Civilization as we now know it to END. As I see it, if we allow even one part of life to suffer, then we should all equally endure that suffering, until we all equally end our suffering.
2. Bring on the viruses, earthquakes and tsunamis: nature has for far too long footed the bill for us to kill and consume, and in this regard, is equally as one responsible for implementing/forcing change. We are all equally the cause, and therefore must all equally become the solution.
3. To those who believe they are entitled to more because they whore/work more, I would ask to see their title to life, their right to be master over another. As I see it, no one is entitled to have More than another, regardless of how much More they may work/contribute. Some may work more, and some may work less, so what.
4. Democracy has never been but an illusion functioning in reverse of what was/is meant to be, (ALL) voting for what is best for all, not (ALL) voting for a few to make dicisions for all. We human-beings are but fools living in reverse of how life should be. How ridiculous it is to blame even those at the top, while we underneath hold them up – as pillars upon which their platform is based. For starters, I vote that we all just stop paying All debt, and watch how fast the top layers fall. I vote that All laws that are not or do not apply equally to all, be nullified; why should some be protected while others are not. I vote for a new world currency – one that is distributed equally to all... Suppressed Negativity, to be continued

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Day 30: Morality (continued)

Continuing with Judgments (once again – parts of me that I didn't see)

Self-judgments, judgments of others, and simply judgments have been a part of who I “didn't” see myself to be; yet these parts are/were there, I am certain because you cannot have bad without good, on without an off, darkness without light – which presents a question for another time, above without below, matter without antimatter, etc,. Or maybe you can: maybe it's only in “that which is not life” that the negative or opposite exists – but then how can that exist...

Judgments, the polarities within and as which we've staked our beingness: God is goooooood and the Devil is eeeeeeeeeevil; I am right and the other side is wrong, but I accept and allow you to be wrong because that's your choice; I've got my views and you've got yours – we're no different; just on different sides of the same line. Look around at where our opinions / point of views as freedom of choice have gotten us. We humans are at a point in which most are so Scared, they don't even dare look around for Fear that what they see, may also envelop them simply because they dared look. So we hold on to our precious illusions in/as the mind that we call life, that allow us to define us as right and them as wrong, as long as we can – till death do us part (from the illusion), at which point it's too late to do anything except rest in pieces. How did he die – he was scared to death.

The labeling or defining of good/bad, right/wrong, etc., is a process of judging and when I participate in such a process, I stake myself in the arena of the game of polarity. Regardless of whether I win or lose, I’m still defined by the game of the polarity because it is where I’ve staked my name. I’ve realized that there are still places in which (god forbid) I'm still judging myself, and I justified these self-judgments because I saw them common-scenically as the “right” thing to do. The problem is that one cannot win/lose the fame / game of High standards of right versus wrong, unless he has already placed his stake in the game of Standards/Judgments, which is a game of polarity, which means that even when you think you win – there will also be loss that you may not be aware of, but it's there, and as the saying goes, what comes around goes around.

Self Judgment Self forgiveness

• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to take a stance (such as standing for that which is best for all) because I saw it as the “right” thing to do, and within this not realize that by defining it as right vs. wrong, I remain staked in the ring of the game of polarity – thus accepting and allowing within myself a vacuum of suppressed wrong. I see/realize and understand that a decision based on what is right and wrong is just the choosing or switching of sides within the game of polarity.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to judge my friends as being moralistic, and within this not see (hiding behind the judgment) the moralist in/as me. I see/realize and understand that a judgment of another is a point within/as me that I have judged self.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to judge my friends as being wrong for chasing the money or the dream, and within this not realize that am/was in the same circle as them – but on the other side of opinion. Within this, I see/realize and understand that friends/people/we are not right or wrong; we are the simply that which we accept and allow ourselves to be; and that is based on a opposite is one with its opposite, i.e., good is bad, right is wrong; therefore the way to be without creating a polarity is stand in equality and oneness for and as that which is best for all.
• I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to judge people who view the mind as life, as being wrong and in need of reeducation. Within this, I see/realize and understand that my judgment in itself shows me that we are simply of two minds locked into our own sides/opinions; and the way out is to let go of all sides/judgments so as to no longer be in the ring.

Self corrective Statements on Self Judgments

• I commit myself to no longer accept and allow within/as me the stance/stakes of polarity.
• I commit myself to no longer accept and allow myself to judge/view others as being right or wrong, good or bad, etc., and in doing unto them as such, so gift the same to me.
• I commit myself to as a living expression of me that may stand within a group or alone, eternally stand for what is best for all.
• I commit myself to no longer judge myself or others as being this or that; and to direct me to stand one with and equal to all the parts of me so as to no longer be in the ring of polarity.

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Thomas La Grua

Day 24: Blame

I’d like to say that I don't play the blame game. Unfortunately, it does sometimes play me. It's when something is not going the way I would prefer it, that I as mind sees opportunity, looks for and too often finds someone or something to directly or indirectly blame for my negative experience. It started last week: I went to get my new 18 year old car inspected, only to learn that I had brought a vehicle that (in short) is going to costs me more money to keep it legal to drive. I'm not angry at the person for blatantly lying to me, it's the nature of the system. The discomfort I experienced was the uncertainty of having loose-ends for which I could do nothing to amend until after the week end. I decided how I was going to handle the situation, wrote a reminder and left it. Loose-ends, wrong decisions, uncertain expenses: they began to simmer, and I started noticing little issues that had no connection to my car, coming up from my subconscious, onto which projection and or blame would seek to attach themselves. My thoughts: I've got to catch up on my studying and writing, the answers I’m looking for aren't there, there's got to be a better way to do this, who the hell am I, what is it I’m not being told... Most of the projections and or blame went toward Desteni, sorry. However, it does make sense – attack the threat. I stopped most of the attacks as they were coming up, and although it's been uncomfortable, it has been interesting to watch the whole the thing play out over the course of about 3 days. Well, there it is for now. I don't expect things to get easier, not at all. A guess as to why I (as the mind) would attempt to hijack the issue of my car and create issues out non issues, so as to project blame onto Desteni: I’d guess it has to do with reading aloud the Journey to Life Blogs (Heaven's, Earth's, and Creation's): I take those reading quite seriously. Perhaps the mind is feeling the heat of exposure.

• I forgive myself that I've accepted and allowed myself to be influenced/nagged by myself over little issues, until I started to think/believe that perhaps they were big issues, thus giving the mind the resources to create the illusion of bigger than reality. I see/realize and understand that as I stop my participating in some points, I as the mind will look for other points with which to feed/fuel myself. I commit myself to not allowing little issues the attention that would allow them as the illusion to gain strength.
• I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to not immediately see/realize and understand the attack methodology I as mind may use to catch me off guard. In this case, the attack consisted of many little harmless looking issues coming here and there and then lingering as bothersome, at which point – projection/blame was attached, offering me the option/illusion of placing them somewhere else without me having to take responsibility for them. I see/realize and understand that that which comes from me as the mind consciousness system is me, my responsibility 100%, and that the longer I postpone dealing with a point/issue, the stronger it will become – until, if not dealt with, I become it. Thus, I commit myself to deal with all points of and as the mind as I see/find them, so that they do not become realized as me.
• I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to not realize that, even the most harmless looking points of and as the mind need to be stopped, forgiven, and released. Thus, I commit myself to curtail with the goal of stopping, i.e., no longer accepting and allowing myself to participate in such points, regardless of if they seem harmless, humorous, exciting, etc., they are harmful.
• I forgive myself that I’ve accepted and allowed myself to not see/realize and understand that all of the mind is a test for me to see where it is that I am still standing/participating in/as the illusion. Thus, I commit myself to view “all” mind activity as just that, a test to show me where / what part of me is still not here, so that I may align that part of me to here.