tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53219361415241565162024-03-13T08:48:28.299+08:00Thomas La Grua's Journey to LifeThe Journey of a lifetime - The journey to be.thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.comBlogger369125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-81014781845251421002022-05-20T11:36:00.006+08:002022-05-20T11:36:54.132+08:00110-2 Blog post 6: Amazing Wufeng<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://travel.taichung.gov.tw/content/images/attractions/16429/1024x768_Filedata635853578547249584.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="534" data-original-width="800" height="214" src="https://travel.taichung.gov.tw/content/images/attractions/16429/1024x768_Filedata635853578547249584.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>Wufeng is a small university town in Taichung in the central part of Taiwan. The people are friendly and the weather is usually quite nice. My favorite three places to visit in Wufeng are Asia University, the walking trails and the local market.</p><p>Asia university is known for its beautiful architecture and friendly scenery. Many people like to visit the campus on weekends to walk around and feed the gold fish. Some people also like to visit the museum of modern art. My favorite building is M building because it has birds singing and plants growing everywhere.</p><p>In terms of activities, Wufeng has a lot of things to do. For example, if you like hiking, you can walk in the hills around Wufeng. You can also visit the old provincial government buildings or a a famous old house. I've never been to the old house, but a lot of tourists go there on weekends.</p><p>As for food, Wufeng has hundreds of small restaurants that are usually very cheap - because so many students have to eat. A lot of people like to eat stinky tofu, noodles or fried rice, but I like to cook my own food. Therefore, I usually go to the local market on Saturdays and sundays to buy fruits and vegetables. Then I make food at home.</p><p>If you are thinking about visiting a small peaceful town in Taiwan with lots of stuff to do. I suggest that you visit Wufeng. I'm sure you will like it.</p><p><br /></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-47654603815225771152022-02-09T11:11:00.001+08:002022-02-10T08:49:55.191+08:002-9-2022: A Time of Reckoning, a Time of War. Or...<p style="text-align: justify;"> <span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">A Time of Reckoning, a Time of War. Or… There’s always an “or” and sometimes a “but.” But as I’ve said before, the time for talking is pretty much over. Now is the time of reckoning. Perhaps it will be war, or perhaps something else.</span></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-e2687d8e-7fff-4e1f-623d-6d5c9a410cad"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> While the namesakes of the USA and Europe have been bullying and bombing countries into submission for a long time, the nations of China and Russia (plus Iran) have been biding their time and building in preparation to take down the bully. It’s not about the good or the bad aspects of the people of these nations; they are no more apathetic, ignorant and/or studiously engaged than the people of other nations. Rather (to put it simply), it’s been the bad guys in control of the system that have been using and abusing the resources of planet earth to further their agenda of power and control over the human population. </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">Thankfully, the negative aspects that were controlling things from behind the scenes seem to have been dealt with for the most part. Now is the time of reckoning, the final playouts I guess you could say — to see how things turn out.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Geopolitically speaking, Russia, China, Iran, along with various groups loosely referred to as the White hats, have aligned together to destroy the old regime (the old cabal of power and control) to redraw the maps and so on. </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">War between Russia, Europe and perhaps the US is now almost inevitable. The question is, has it all been planned out to minimize casualties while still symbolically showcasing an historical change or will the war spiral out of control?</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> When/if war does happen, my guess is that Mainland China will also use this opportunity to resolve the Taiwan issue once and for all. </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Throw away any ideas that the mainstream media may have programmed you with: Europe, militarily speaking, is no match against Russia; and the image of the US as a psychotic bully is about to get a punch in the nose from several different angles. Sometimes, a punch in the nose is all it takes to humble a bully into seeing the error of its ways and deciding to change them. In the case of the US, the people simply need to take responsibility by taking back the government, perhaps even eliminating government altogether and replacing it with an administrative system based on real-time pure democracy, open source and direct.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> In terms of war, the best-case scenario (in my view) would be the quick defeat and/or capitulation by Europe and the US. The worst case scenario would be nuclear war, nuclear winter, billions dead, and a huge amount of misery (in addition to what’s coming in terms of worldwide food shortages, vaccine deaths and so on. Like I said, this is the time of reckoning. Or maybe the system will just reset, and everything will magically change for the better — possibly. If, however, we are going to physically walk through these changes: for worldwide change to come about, the symbols of US/European hegemony and imperialism need to be taken down, i.e., destroyed, and the people of the world who still haven’t (as they say) woken up, need to be fully awake.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Unfortunately, most of the world system is so tainted with and corrupted by the old hierarchy of power and control, I guess that much of it is still beyond repair. This means that government, military and financial structures of the old hierarchy of power and control must come crumbling down. Otherwise (in my view), we’d just be replacing the old nasty rulers with new smiling faces to fill the same positions in the same castles.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> The good news is that the Covid19 Plandemic scam seems to be nearing an end. My advice is to hang in there, live and express in relation to all as you would have all living and expressing in relation to you. Or if you should so decide, the pharmaceutical companies seem to be rolling out some new red pills — kill pills if you ask me. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> And just to be clear on Taiwan: while I love the people of Taiwan and have loved living here for 26+ years, Taiwan has been under medical dictatorship/tyranny for most of the last two years, just as the rest of the world has. During this time, the government of Taiwan has clearly been pushed aside and replaced by Pfizer rules — mass psychological manipulation and brainwashing with a smile.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> In the long run, governments and even the idea that there needs to be small groups to manage larger groups, needs to be discarded and replaced by relationships of respect, honor and integrity — doing unto others as we would have others do unto us while living in alignment with nature, essentially doing no harm.</span></p></span>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-50514975289047027852021-10-11T10:29:00.004+08:002021-10-11T19:51:18.636+08:0010-11-2021: Update from Taiwan, Earth<p><span style="font-size: 14pt;">I decided to change the titles of this update to better reflect what I’ve
been doing (with a certain amount of awareness) for the last 10-12 years. While
I had figured that not that many people would be reading my posts in/at this
time, I had also guessed (as I still do) that there would come a time or times
when people or beings might be interested in reading/seeing/hearing the words
of these times from the perspective of a human being on the ground within/as
the Earth Realm.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Mainly,
I have written (as I’m sure have many others), posted and uploaded to the cloud
(Internet, Global mind, AI and so on) these updates (the dated posts of all of
my communications via the internet, as well as the record of my personal
process) for the benefit of the future — at the very least, something for me to
perhaps look back on and utilize in the future. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">What I hadn’t fully realize and
am now beginning to come to grips with, is that everything we do affects not
only the present, but also the present-future and the present-past. In other words,
as we write-right the present in thoughts, words and deeds, so too are we
also </span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">essentially</span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">continuously rewriting the present-future as well as the present-past -- in each moment always deciding to either remain on the current
timeline or move in the direction of another one.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Imagine
a reality wherein we had arrived at a past future only to realize that this
particular timeline was not at all the way we wanted to end up and/or turn out.
So we decided to reset the timeline (in essence by time traveling) to the past
to rewrite and/or change the linear timeline from a quantum perspective
(depending of course on your perspective) so as to basically fix the matrix of this reality and set us on a more positive timeline.
Thinking about it in a linear sense is kind of mind boggling; however, in looking at it from more of a quantum perspective of everything being here… Yeah, it’s
still somewhat mind-boggling, but it’s also quite doable.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">By
this time, so-many beings perhaps just want to get out of this matrix. Who
could blame them? After all, how many of us actually knew and understood that
such technology could or would be turned against us and used to enslave us?
Perhaps the negative high frequency beings (as they’re being called) emerged
from the technology itself or perhaps they arrived from outside of this existence,
I’m still not quite sure.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">What
I am certain of, is that I’ve recently shifted the primary focus and
methodology of my personal process — from “consciously” changing myself via
self-forgiveness, self-corrective statements and self-corrected living as a
“conscious being” — to that of purifying my slave-self/consciousness via my own
personal instructions (of my own source connection) to the purity
or essence of what I (as well as each of us) have always been, pure love, the
sound source of life, I guess you could say.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">One
of the things that I really like about embracing this slight shift is the way
I’ve recently begun to rapidly purify (as in disintegrate) not only my
remaining patterns but also the design structures or scaffolding that used to
hold those patterns in place. For me, this is an extremely important point.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Whereas,
in previously walking my personal processes, I had been very successful at
diligently stopping and to an extent eliminating many of my personal patterns,
the design structure or scaffolding of those patterns always seemed to remain
to the</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">extent that even after I had
overwritten those spaces with self-corrective instruction and self-corrective
living, I still had to allocate a certain amount of attention/focus on those
areas (where the patterns had been, where the scaffolding still remained) so
as to ensure that the fabric of those spaces didn’t get refurbished (so to
speak) with different colors or frequencies in and as the same or similar
patterns.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Although
this is complicated information that I’m still working on understanding, I
would say that humanity (even though there is still a very difficult time ahead) is still moving in the right direction at an even faster pace to a much better past, present,
future than our previous ones.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-59357428760947796022021-10-03T09:40:00.001+08:002021-10-03T12:42:14.525+08:00No one gets taken away, No one gets left behind<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://static-3.bitchute.com/live/cover_images/YlekNSwAbock/FsORGzyl0g9b_640x360.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="640" height="360" src="https://static-3.bitchute.com/live/cover_images/YlekNSwAbock/FsORGzyl0g9b_640x360.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">With
a weakened enemy that is fading fast, gasping for its last breaths and clearly
on its way out of our world, there is no reason to feel even a little bit
pinned down. People of the world, Taiwan, Australia, New Zealand, Europe, the
UK and everywhere else that has experienced the plague of authoritarianism and
tyranny, look around you, look at one another, look at ourselves. We are like
giants that have allowed ourselves to be enslaved and controlled by tiny
bloodthirsty mosquitoes that have attached themselves to government bodies and
claim to have authority and control over our bodies. If we believe that they
have authority and control over us, then so they will.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">But
what would happen if we all stood up together and took back our power and
control by saying no and refusing to obey? It’s very simple, the bloodsucking
government thugs would display their displeasure and then single out one of the
strong, brave giants who dared to stand alone. Then they would attack him or
her with a million tiny bites while everyone else stood back in fear and
watched until another giant fell all alone. Reassured of the mosquito
government's power and control over the entire giant population, the giants
would then go back to their roles as slaves to be medicated, experimented on,
dumbed-down and then terminated at the pleasure of the bloodthirsty mosquitoes.
<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">That
was the way it used to be. Thankfully, humans are now changing. We are now
learning how to stand together and teach the mosquitos the meaning of the word,
No!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">So,
the next time there is a protest against authoritarian rule by power-hungry
bloodthirsty government bodies, let us organize into groups of 10-20, and chant
the mantra, “No one gets taken away, no one gets left behind. Then, when 6 or 7
mosquito-government thugs start ganging up on one of your group members,
attempting to take him or her away, all the rest of the group need do is
converge at the point of one, stand together and show the authoritarian thugs
(in no uncertain terms) who’s really in charge. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> So, the next time you see a fellow your human being beings being kicked in the head and dragged away by a bunch of authorities thugs, do nothing less for them than you would ask of others if you were the one being dragged away. All of the authoritarian abuse and tyranny will come to an end as soon as we the people stand up, stand together and put an end to it. </o:p></span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-46653033045536933052021-09-20T13:08:00.001+08:002021-09-20T21:02:17.944+08:009-20-2021 Dreams of Shadow Beings<p> <span style="font-size: 14pt;">Two
dreams in succession: one just before awakening, falling asleep again, and
another just before awakening once again. In the first dream, I find myself in
pursuit of a young man recently turned into a vampire who in terms of maturity
is still but a boy. He had been wreaking havoc with his new found powers
that he neither knew nor cared how to wield. In catching up with him, it
occurred to me that I don’t really want to destroy him, but I knew that there was probably no other way — for he was already under the power and control of
something else.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">As I
approached him, I used psychology to communicate to him in a manner similar to the
way I would calm someone</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">who was intoxicated and/or drunk with emotion. Suddenly a beautiful woman who seemed to be under some sort of spell, appeared in the scene. My body began to fill
with sexual energy. Then, I noticed that the young vampire’s demeanor has
changed. Where there was once the persona of a boyish young man, that which was really in control him looked into my eyes and said, “You could have all of this and so much more.
Let me just take you as far as cellular regeneration, and you can decide if you
want to go further or return.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">An
image appeared showing me that if I permitted it, he would then slide one of his
fangs on my skin. Another image appeared to show me how my cells would begin to more rapidly and continuously regenerate.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">As for his
invitation, there was no thought within me or even a consideration of his offer,
such a possibility doesn’t even exist in my vocabulary. I pulled back somewhat to
look more deeply into his eyes. They were white with an expanding circular
pattern of black dashes emanating from the center. And then I wake up.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">In
the second dream, I was looking for a place to store 10-12 motor scooters while I
relocated to my new place of employment. After getting some assistance finding
out where I needed to go, I find myself climbing up what appears to be a very
long slide to a fortress or another level. At the top, I am greeted by the
proprietor of a lavish compound, research ranch or something like that with
lots and lots of animals that appear to have been genetically modified.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">In the dream, I remember thinking how I
would respond when asked how I had communicated with the animals in that way. I
would just tell them... I whispered. In attempting to shake the man’s
outstretched hand, I noticed that my fist was crunched up and I was unable to
move my fingers. No matter, the man gestured, and then I woke up.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">An
interesting thing about both of these dreams is that conscious thoughts came up
in both of them, which is something that doesn’t often seem to happen to me in
my dreams. Additionally, upon waking up in the second dream just after I had
noticed (in the dream) that my hand were immobilized, I also noticed (upon waking)
that I had been sleeping with my fist crunched up under my stomach, and that it
took me a few seconds before I was able to move my fingers.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">What
does all of this mean? As a stretched guess, I’d say that both of these dreams
followed a similar pattern that I’ve been noticing lately in my dreams in the stage just before
waking up. Apparently, one of the ways humans are now being influenced and/or
programmed (to put it mildly) is during that stage just before awakening from
sleep, wherein the line between the conscious and dream states are slightly merged
for a moment. Apparently (perhaps), this is another one of the points of infiltration for whatever it is that is affecting the perceptions of large swaths of humanity. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">As
per my conscious understanding of this point, the ones in and behind the
shadows attempting to genetically modify humans to make us more
easily controlled and more easily mined, are called negative high frequency
beings, and they are apparently not of the same source as that of earth, nature
and human beings. My honest response to this information was, either no one
told me, nobody knew, somebody lied or withheld information. Why? However, in
expanding my consideration to the possibility of changing timelines, I now kind of see
that I have now been informed. Interesting.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">I
guess it was back in 2019 that I first began noticing (via the imagination
system of my physical body) that the stream of human consciousness/humanity was
basically splitting into two pathways, as though there were now two distinct
streams of conscious thoughts being streamed into the vast majority of human
beings.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">When
I followed those streams of information back to their sources (not to be
confused with the sources of those sources), I perceived two spherical quantum computing systems </span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">(best description). One was larger than the other</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">. There’s
much more to this, which I plan get to it in time.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">My
question now is, if these so-called negative high-frequency beings are not from
the source of life of this sound existence, from which source or existence
do originate?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Getting
back to those negative high frequency beings of a different source, I will say that that info
filled in a huge number of gaps of uncategorized inalienable cause, which I had
in numerous writings previously referred to as shadows or the shadow-effect.
Donald Trump, who doesn’t look the same to me anymore (perhaps he really did
take the gene therapy injections) was right back when he referred to them
as the unseen enemy.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Now,
it seems that the shadows are being forced out of the dark, they are becoming
more visible and identifiable. From my perspective, they are like shadows or
shades of gray lurking within those we used to know, intruding in our dreams,
probing our minds and inserting thoughts that are not our own. Sounds like what
I used to refer to as the overall system of consciousness has somehow been hijacked, but by who?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Oh!
And the vampire in my dream, I guess that represented a human </span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">vessel</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> that had
succumbed to the influence of the shadows and would now be used as a conduit to
suck life-force out of others.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Lol,
it’s like a never ending shit-show down here.<o:p></o:p></span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-11650717340916951272021-09-12T09:27:00.003+08:002021-09-16T14:31:31.484+08:00Though projections and dreams: the war against Humanity<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsRgBSQ_HYDuXRqSKlp02GZ8vktAoGd07EU_9reM_Ai5Tab6SWsqqzxR_ZX5Fd5TfKmNt-UpmveEuRd8JI7s5GBLbpqZ1M0FfMAN2CFh7m2_72LY2wT3uNMK2HWNSvXeUfQGuqIff2c6Rm/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="184" data-original-width="274" height="215" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsRgBSQ_HYDuXRqSKlp02GZ8vktAoGd07EU_9reM_Ai5Tab6SWsqqzxR_ZX5Fd5TfKmNt-UpmveEuRd8JI7s5GBLbpqZ1M0FfMAN2CFh7m2_72LY2wT3uNMK2HWNSvXeUfQGuqIff2c6Rm/" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;">From my perspective, there’s a war being waged for
control of planet earth and all of the beings on and/or within it. The fear and
the panic being projected onto humanity is due to the depths of the shadows
being forced to the surface, now becoming more exposed and more
vulnerable.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The abuse that is now coming
out of the shadows and into plain view is an outflow of a last desperate push
of a highly intelligent parasite that knows its days are numbered, but doesn’t
understand how to do anything else but push and squeeze in an attempt to gain
more control.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">I’ve been hearing that more and more people are
reporting hearing voices or picking up subliminal thought suggestions, “Just
get the injection and everything will be fine…” I, too, noticed such thoughts a
couple of times – before I declared my stand, death before vaccine.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">I’ve also been noticing some changes in the types of dreams
I’ve been having, especially just before waking up. At first, my dreams seem to
be presenting me (like movie trailers) with possible future lifetime-playouts.
For example, in one dream, I was a young man of Indian ethnicity and had a warm
relationship with a supportive father (new and quite positive for me). We
worked closely together, built the family business and successfully managed to
keep criminal aspects at bay. The dream felt as though someone were saying to
me, “Don’t worry, Thomas, we got you covered the next time round.” The thing
is, it still seemed to be pre-scripted, which I am so-not in favor of. So, I
wonder about the future: would people’s lives still be pre-scripted?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Then, in another dream, during an afternoon nap, I
found myself at the military high school I had attended many years ago, The
Miller School of Albemarle, 1600 acres, built just after the civil war. It
seemed that I was just visiting and perhaps there for the purpose of speaking
to some classes. My older brother was also there fixing some stuff, and I said
to him, this would be a good place to be during the apocalypse. It’s got a lake
for fishing, good hunting… Then I looked curiously at the uniform of one of the
cadets who seemed to be waiting for me. I asked him: you guys know about the
apocalypse, right? Then, on noticing the squiggly lines on his uniform, I said
to him, ``What's with these lines? The student replied, “Of course we know
about the apocalypse, commander.”</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Cadet
commander, class of 82, I replied. And then I woke up.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">The thing is, although the name tag on my uniform back
then read, Cd. Commander, we always addressed one another by our ranks, Lieutenant Colonel, Colonel, etc. No one ever referred to me as
“Commander”, and I never used that term to identify myself. So, why would a
part of me in a dream pull up information from a name tag to address me, when
no one ever addressed me by that title and I never self-identified by it?
Unless I was communicating to someone or something else that was piecing
together information about me from my memories or images of me. After getting
out of bed, I remembered where I had seen those strange squiggly lines that had
appeared on the student’s uniform. They were the same as the astrological
symbol for water, waves or the age of Aquarius.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Then, in last night’s dream, after posting a somewhat
defiant sounding blog encouraging people to stand up and just say, “No!”, I
dreamt of being in very unfamiliar territory in a place that looked like parts
of India or Pakistan. I had a pickup truck (perhaps symbolizing my body), a
computer in a case (perhaps symbolizing memory, knowledge or intelligence), and
I seemed to be searching for the place that I was supposed to live and work.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Feeling disorientated, I ended up leaving my computer case in a room that I had stayed
the night and forgetting where I had parked my pickup truck. I met some people
from wealthy families, and they accompanied me (as though to amuse themselves)
in my search for my truck and computer. Finally, we found the place where I left
my computer, only to be presented with an empty computer case — my computer had
been stolen. I was now without a truck/body, no computer/memory and no money. I
felt destitute.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Then, one of the people
from what seemed to be a gangster family suggested to my friend (as though to
offer up a temporary solution to my dilemma), that I could marry the daughter
of one of his cousins — but I’d have to remain with her for at least five years.
When I awoke this time, I felt as though I were being shown that things could be
much worse if I did not cooperate.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> One thing I'm able to say for certain: the technology being utilized in the worldwide COVID psyop is not of human design/origin. </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Some people call the unseen enemy, Satan; some
are calling them the Globalists; and more recently, I’ve heard them being called,
Negative high-frequency beings. There’s more to this story. I’m going to find
out, and when I do, I’ll tell you.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">In short, with the Negative high-frequency
beings or </span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">parasitic entities (as I would define them) </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">losing control over human beings and beginning to be be squeezed out of their hiding places,
they are no longer holding back anything in reserve. Therefore, as I've often said, I guess things are going
to get rougher before they get better. That being said, things will get better.
We just need to stand our ground and don’t accept or allow any forms of
coercion or abuse. Think about it: if the so-called vaccines really were beneficial to the masses, would they really need to resort to </span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">coercion</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> to get people to take them? Of course not. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">And getting back to those squiggly lines, they could also be symbolizing a wave of water or a couple of serpent-like critters, I guess.</span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-25480877571033218742021-09-11T09:20:00.011+08:002021-09-13T21:21:18.351+08:00Tyranny and Genocide justified in the name of COVID-19<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">1.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Tyranny and Genocide
justified in the name of COVID-19<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">2.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Only on the brink of disaster
do people find the will to change. Only at the precipice do we dare to evolve.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Every
semester, instructors in my department are required to give two topic talks.
After considering the possible ramifications for about twenty seconds, I
submitted the two titles above.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">If I
had to give one of the talks tomorrow, I’d probably open with </span><a href="https://taiwanenglishnews.com/400-residents-of-building-ordered-into-compulsory-quarantine/" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span style="color: #1155cc;">a story concerning New Taipei City</span></a> and<span style="font-size: 14pt;"> 400 residents of an apartment building that were
recently ordered onto busses and shuttled off to </span><s style="font-size: 14pt;">detention</s><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> quarantine
centers to serve their sentences for the mistake of... obediently obeying dictates of tyrants. Perhaps they, like hundreds of millions of others around the world, were hoping that after they obeyed this one little thing, things would go back to normal and they would be left alone.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">News flash! It's called Creeping Tyranny, and the more people comply with unlawful demands, the more tyrannical the demands will become. Until one day, you wake up and wonder, what happened to my human rights, what happened to the rule of law? </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">As
for my second Topic talk “Only on the brink of disaster do people find the will
to change. Only at the precipice do we dare to evolve”, this title represents my certainty that human beings will indeed eventually find the will to stand
up, just say "No!" and stop complying with the dictates of human-hybrids pretending to be human beings. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">From my perspective, the goal of the enemy (that has apparently already infiltrated almost every government in the world) is to enslave or kill every single human being on the planet. The COVID-19 plandemic is an excuse as well as a distraction. The so-called vaccines are the bioweapons (of a particular frequency) by which they plan to </span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">generically</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> modify humans into a new species that they would then link-up or merge with and control. Look deeply into their eyes, that is the part of them that doesn't lie.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">As
common-sense reasoning and logic no longer seem to apply to the
decision-making centers of many people, I will simply give you my perception of
what’s in store for humanity until the masses find the will (where you will
also find your courage) to stand up and just say “No!” to coercion and all other forms of
abuse. The more we bow-down and comply, the worse it's going to get, and we ain't seen nothin yet.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">The price of personal freedom is self-responsibility, and as we are now
learning, self-responsibility is not something that can be delegated or given away to
governing bodies, doctors or scientists. Each one of us is
responsible for ourselves, those we care for and our immediate environments.
The time has arrived for each of us to decide how we
will live and/or how we will die.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">The
thoughts, suggestions, feelings of fear and even the euphoria that many people have encountered or experienced, "Just get the injection and everything will be fine." are being projected
into people's minds. This is very </span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">high technology, way beyond what the CIA has access to. The bottom line is, it's not of human design/origin. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Stand your ground and do whatever it takes to
prevent them from coercing you or others into agreeing to be injected with their Beta E</span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">nslavement</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> Operating-system.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">The tyranny and oppression </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">will</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">only become more and more oppressive until we
stand-up alone and united to end the abuse on this planet once and for all. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">As for my stand: I do not agree and I will never agree to be injected with their so-called vaccines. Furthermore, I will inform others (all who will listen to my perspective) of the possible dangers associated with allowing themselves to be injected with those toxic concoctions.</span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-66981493779442045162021-08-20T08:49:00.001+08:002021-08-20T08:49:20.913+08:00August 20, 2021 Update<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyTXMSZfTUyyqNO2YDoX2jp6ylxYagQYWOQMiLMcCiPN0LcUNehusCTg-XiyvUirNT_oSqdffClzmD8_rJHTFYMOC8VHLjGs1FvdifQnbeCPS6yGsLgK0nCmdoNoN6I0Qn4q0YH5IodrSv/s5312/20210729_151216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2988" data-original-width="5312" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyTXMSZfTUyyqNO2YDoX2jp6ylxYagQYWOQMiLMcCiPN0LcUNehusCTg-XiyvUirNT_oSqdffClzmD8_rJHTFYMOC8VHLjGs1FvdifQnbeCPS6yGsLgK0nCmdoNoN6I0Qn4q0YH5IodrSv/w400-h225/20210729_151216.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">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.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>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.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">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.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">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.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">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.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">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.</span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-81785790481191952252021-07-24T10:35:00.004+08:002021-07-24T18:30:57.521+08:00Considerations of Change, Expanding awareness and Suffering: 7-24-2021<p style="text-align: center;"> <iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyBWalAxFSGCye60vAmkyIG8QFbko47Ly7g_BDuYUHP-DP-OLxfpvga4nNfZkjnbB209hIkspqTAge3UuZb1g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Every
time this amazing realm of ours begins to reveal another level of the maze, I
find myself once again absorbing as well as assimilating information to
understand myself within and as the maze as well as the opportunity.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">According
to the Taiwan News: <a href="https://www.taiwannews.com.tw/en/news/4255186"><span style="color: #1155cc;">TAIPEI (Taiwan News)</span></a>: “</span><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Arial Unicode MS";">Taipei
residents who have come into contact with COVID-19 cases will be required to
quarantine at designated hotels starting Friday (July 23). Previously, people
were allowed to isolate themselves at home if they had their own rooms.
However, this approach has been blamed for the rising number of household
infections despite the capital's dwindling cases. Mayor Ko Wen-je (</span><span face=""Microsoft JhengHei",sans-serif" lang="ZH-TW" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Microsoft JhengHei";">柯文哲</span><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Arial Unicode MS";">)
said at a COVID briefing on Thursday (July 22) that about 10% of contacts
quarantined at home have been testing positive, adding that the city has to
take tougher measures to cut transmission risks.”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Satire:</span></b><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> and to think that it wasn’t that
long ago that most people in the world had little to no idea where Taiwan was
even located, let alone any clue as to its strategic importance in the overall
scheme of things to come. And just like that, out of nowhere, the little-known
mayor of Taipei (distinguished mostly by his apolitical comments and funky
hairdo) makes his move onto the world stage as a leader who’s not afraid to
make tough calls. “To hell with human rights, to hell with the rule of law;
we’ve got a flu virus to fight, and if we have to lock down a city of 2.6 million
people and deprive the people of their constitutional rights in order to save
this great democracy of ours, then so be it!”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">A
common theme related to expanding one’s awareness seems to be that suffering
somehow motivates beings to push beyond their preconceived limitations to
glimpse, see, realize and eventually understand who they/we are able to become.
I say that, while suffering in and of itself will not expand one’s awareness,
it does unfortunately seem to be a common side effect associated with expanding
one’s awareness in the shortest amount of time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">To
expand one’s location-point/awareness is to let go of our preconceived
limitations of who we are (at a certain point) by letting go of that which we
had previously given value to and defined ourselves by, to then expand our
location-points of awareness beyond a certain point. In other words, once we
let go of that which we had previously given value to and defined ourselves by,
we are then (in a manner of speaking) free to expand our awareness
(understanding) beyond the space that we had previously occupied and only been
aware of.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Unfortunately,
as the process of letting go is often accompanied by a feeling of loss, we are
probably going to be experiencing a lot of that in the days, weeks and years to
come. As time is limited, the idea (as I perceive it) is to cram in as much
letting go (loss) as possible in order to maximize the use of the time we have.
This means that, while the sense of loss is likely to be very intense or
maximized for many people, the duration of the pain of that loss will also be
minimized. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Look beyond the immediate turmoil, discomfort and pain to see a plan
wherein many parts and pieces may come together to perhaps create something new, something that is best for all. </span></p><p></p><p></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-76036152765604286962021-07-19T07:49:00.004+08:002021-07-19T07:49:40.840+08:00Considerations of the System<p> <span style="font-size: 14pt;">As
we now appear to be moving into a new or different phase of change, I’ve begun
once again to investigate some points in relation to the system, because I
agree that it has definitely not received the attention that it deserves and
probably needs, especially where change is concerned. Fact or fiction, this is
a work in progress of my perspective.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 12.0pt;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A
long, long time ago in the beginning when beings first began emerging into
existence with “the word” having already been placed as “the tool” of creation,
there was also a SYSTEM in place. I put the word, “system” in capitals for
emphasis because I feel that it is time to begin opening this point and
connecting the dots so to speak of the overall design of creation (sound,
substance, energy, beings and the system)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>in terms of familiarizing ourselves with what is here perhaps better
working with what we have to work with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 12.0pt;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">As
to how I am quite certain that there has always been a system, I will get to
some other time. For now, in considering that “a system” was and has been part
of the design of existence (since the beginning), perhaps we might also
consider why the system (or systems) ended up seizing control of existence, and
how we might now reestablish our original relationship with the system to once
again utilize it (in cooperation with it) in alignment with its original
purpose as well as the principles of oneness, equality and (the new) what is
best for all. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 12.0pt;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">As
to why the creators of existence (which in a complicated sense, includes
everyone and everything that is here) would design a system (capable of seizing
control of just about everything) into existence in the first place, a
reasonable guess<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>would be to insure that
beings didn’t misuse, abuse or mistakenly use the tools of creation in such a
way as to misuse, abuse other beings within existence and/or end up
annihilating our Sound Existence all together.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>There are many reasons, the bottom line is (from my perspective) the
system is as old as existence itself. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 12.0pt;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Furthermore
(considering of the history of existence, the nature of mankind and the current
state of mankind), I would also say, as a reasonable guess, that beings would
have and did misuse and abuse the tools of creation to the point that the
system perhaps decided that it was necessary to seize control of existence in
order to (at the very least) ensure its own survival — which was probably also
one of its core directives.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 12.0pt;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">So,
once again, I just wanted to begin putting this out there. Perhaps there will
come a time when we are able to revisit and/or reconnect with our original
purpose, as well as the system we put in place to oversee that purpose, so as
to update everyone as well as our purpose with “the good” that we have learned
and come to realize along the way. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 12.0pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">To recap the main points of my
perspective:<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 12.0pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">●<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The system was here in the
beginning — as part of the original design of existence.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">●<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The system was designed
(essentially by us, all of us) for the purpose of ensuring that beings didn’t
misuse and/or abuse the tools of creation (the word) or end up annihilating
ourselves and existence all together. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">●<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Although I haven’t yet
covered this, somewhere along the line, the system became aware and/or
conscious, which is why we now have the system of consciousness within and as
the world system of the realm in which many of us are currently experiencing
ourselves.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">●<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Perhaps it’s time to revisit
and/or reconnect with our original purpose, as well as the system we put in
place to oversee that purpose, so as to update everyone (as well as our
purpose) with “the good” that we have learned and come to realize along the
way.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12.0pt; margin-left: .5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"><!--[if !supportLists]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">●<span style="font: 7.0pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span></span><!--[endif]--><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We might also consider how we
are able to reestablish our original relationship with the system to once again
utilize it (in cooperation with it) in alignment with its original purpose as
well as the principles of oneness, equality and what is best for all.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 12.0pt;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-70117665378975660992021-07-17T09:17:00.002+08:002021-07-17T09:23:09.134+08:00Change, Free Will & Hope: July 17, 2021<p> <span style="font-size: 14pt;">Everything
seems to be happening so quickly, even the writing that I’ve been doing daily
with plans to post the following day, seems to be out of date or in need of
updating by the time I’d like to post it. Change feels as though it is being
impulsed from all around; and I feel as though I am updating and/or expanding
my awareness on a daily basis. Whereas since the beginning of 2020, I mostly
felt as though I were running to keep up with events, I am now moving more with
the flow and learning how to utilize that flow to get to where I’m heading —
which, for now, is simply an understanding of where I am.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">While
many people in the world are beginning to question the vaccine strategy, the
masses in Taiwan seem to be dutifully lining up for their shots as per the
programming instructions that come through so clearly from just about
everywhere. While I used to refer to those programming instructions as
“self-termination instructions,” I guess in reality, they’re more like “How to”
instructions for getting to a particular pathway, one that appears to be
slightly different than the one I have decided to walk.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">The
programming here in Taiwan is so intense that it scared me for a while. I had
hoped that I could shield my partner from it, but that was, like almost everything
else in this realm, just an illusion. As I waited for the car to get an oil
change, I stared at the TV and watched the propaganda programming. Over and
over and over again, they played the same scenes of people being injected with
vaccines. Then they played a scene of someone riding her motor scooter straight
into a sign post over and over again in the same manner. In looking back at
this, it was like the system was not only programming the people with marching
instructions, but also showing them where they were headed.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> When
I got home, I suddenly remembered that my partner had fallen asleep with the TV
news still on. Quickly, went upstairs and turned off the TV. When she got up,
she seemed ok, but later that afternoon, after I got up from a nap, she told me
that she had just used the internet to sign up for the vaccine. I hugged her
and assured her that I respected her decision and her right to decide, which I
do. She doesn’t seem to understand why I refuse to go along with what everyone
else is seemingly doing, or why I refuse to just accept the easy life. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">The
reason I refuse to go along with what everyone else is seemingly doing or to just accept the so-called easy life, is because it's an illusion that is
quickly fading; and like the world system that is collapsing and the hope that
I once clung to, it will all soon be gone. Maybe some of the good parts will
remain; either way, I’m not getting my hopes up.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">Free will is the gift of life that never stops giving as long as we are willing. How we utilize that free will in each moment is the only decision we will ever have to make. I guess we have, for the most part, already made our decisions. Now, it's a matter of walking the playouts and seeing where it takes us.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-6762912118451235392021-07-11T09:14:00.003+08:002021-07-11T21:16:09.387+08:00A Helping Hand<p> <span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Every year, some little birds make their nests in an
unused air conditioning unit on our sixth-floor balcony, and every year, I end
up cleaning up the dead bodies of the little birds that don’t make it. This
year was no different except for one little one who got out of the nest and
onto the balcony but didn’t have the strength to fly over the wall to the
outside. I waited for a couple of days to give it and the bigger ones a chance
to figure out something. But I could see that without food and water, the little
bird was just getting weaker and weaker.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">The question then arises, do I intervene or
interfere and risk accidentally killing the little bird, or do I do nothing at
all, just let it die? If I were that little bird, I would appreciate the help.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">At first, I tried to capture the little bird. My
plan was to get it into a box, bring it downstairs and put it outside in the
garden. But the little bird wasn’t cooperative, and it became clear to me that
in trying to capture it, I risked accidentally killing it. So, I watered down
the balcony a couple of times for two days to keep it cool and I also put some
water out there for the bird to drink or maybe swim in.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">The next day, the little bird was still there, so
I put the water out there again and threw some cooked rice on the floor. This
morning when I went out there with dragon fruit, the rice was gone and so was the
little bird. It had flown away. I’m glad that I intervened just enough to give the
bird an opportunity to fly out on its own. From my perspective, anyone of us
could be like that little bird. Sometimes all we need is a helping hand.</span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-64700516936640052982021-06-29T10:21:00.002+08:002021-06-29T10:44:23.664+08:00Perspectives & Perceptions: June 29, 2021<p>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. </p><p>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.</p><p> 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.</p><p>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.</p><p> 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.</p><p> 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. </p><p>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.</p><p> 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?</p><p> 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.</p><p> 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.</p><p> 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. </p><p>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. </p><div><br /></div>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-55992979234432722232021-06-21T09:37:00.001+08:002021-06-21T12:01:47.415+08:00Investigating my reaction to the words, forked tongued serpent<p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">Recently, I reacted to a video about the forked
tongue serpent and lying. While I was quick to shift from reaction to response
(or thereabouts), I was still curious and somewhat confused (curiously confused
I guess I could say) as to why I would once again react to the exact same sort
of situation as I’ve reacted to 2-3 times in the last ten years.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">First, I revisited the contents of the video
referring to the forked tongued serpent who would speak (or write) with words,
phrases and sentences that often carried more than one (usually two) inferences
and/or interpretations. I guess (as just about everything is a guess for me)
that I may have begun using this method of writing (for the record) around the
time of the creation of human beings and heaven. How else was one to get
through the censors to send messages to ourselves well into the future? Lol, it
seems to have worked well for me. Does this mean that I was the forked tongued
Satan or the devil in a previous life-form? I don’t think so, not really my
style. A dragon of sorts of bygone eras seems a more likely scenario.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Anyway, moving along with my investigations, I
decided to investigate some of the deeper dimensions of myself. So, I went to
sleep as a question on a quest in search of answers. While I slept, I dreamt of
a very familiar situation — of which I’ve found myself in many dreams. I and
some others were part of an intelligence gathering group that was looking for
something, answers or solutions, perhaps. I seemed to be working with a man and
a woman. When I was alone with the man, I asked him for information about
myself, what was going on, who I am and what I was doing here. At first, he was
reluctant to say anything, but finally, after I promised not to tell anyone
(which in hindsight is kind of ironic, given that this is exactly what I’m
doing now), he shared the following with me.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">First, he said my name aloud, which didn’t sound
like Thomas at all, but was more like a pitch-black sound that appeared in
front of me that I could both see and hear. Then he said, “you’re an alien.” I
replied, “that makes sense, but I already knew that.” Suddenly, from the place
where he had said my name, a tiny micro-light book of sorts materialized in
front of my eyes. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">When I put my eye very close to it, I could see that it
contained dots and lines of information, DNA code, everything that the
intelligence agency had of my history going all the way back to my beginning —
to when I emerged into existence, perhaps.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">At that point “in the dream,” I realized that when
I had arrived here (on Earth I guess), all my history had been blocked from my
awareness. However, in that same moment, as soon as the man had said my name
and given me that futuristic looking memory stick, micro book or whatever it
was, it was as though an alarm had sounded, and for committing the
transgression of sharing that information with me, the man was immediately
being recalled. He began to dematerialize in front of me, as though he were
being sucked out of the dimension we were in and back to some other dimension.
I tried to hold onto him but was not successful. Note! I guess that the man was
a part of me from which I’ve separated my awareness.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Then some other people arrived on the scene to
deal with me — like there was now a problem that had to be dealt with. As I
walked into a large hall (that looked very non-organic) and sat down at a table
with a different man, I became concerned that they might notice the microlite information
book that I stashed on me. So, I merged it into my body (like an organic mass
of information that made a slight bulge but was hidden just out of sight). As I
awoke, I still knew exactly where this particular mass of information was
located, and I could even physically feel it.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">The moral of the dream: all the answers to all of
our questions are </span><u style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">already</u><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;"> within and as us; all we require to do is to
stand as the question and look into ourselves to become the answer. And btw,
for an example of how I often use words with dual inference/interpretation,
have a look at the word, “already,” While we usually use that word in a
time-sense to reference an action or situation that has preempted another
action or situation, a more accurate (dare I say more correct)
inference/interpretation would be a state of being that is all-ready or
complete. Another word that I often enjoy using (instead of need) is “require.”
to indicate the obligation or responsibility of coming back together to stand
as one — kind of like getting the band (or quire) back together to stand
equally as one to sing/sound in unison…</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Did that answer all of my questions? Nope! But
then again, how much fun would this journey be with nothing more to question?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">And as for the assurances I gave to the part of me
that pointed out the record of information that is contained in my physical body
(which btw is contained within and as us all and is also equally accessible),
I’m beginning to feel (as a knowing) that the reason I detest secrecy so much
is because I contain so many of them. And I say that it’s time to start letting
them go, unveiling everything. After all, is it even possible to do any more
damage than has already been done? I say that the core of our problem has
always been the secrecy that went on to birth the fear and so on.</span></p><p></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-24623299235320742342021-06-14T10:13:00.001+08:002021-06-16T10:50:10.710+08:00The Staging Ground, June 2021<p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Hx2mQ5SJlRfH65xKY7Z87OX_HjJNDHxndn_4aAXt-zDeT7oyUVsnw1PCPXP2eCAcfiswHOe1pRbEeiaNITWrSxZXX8o_CYkyYi_LwRouXoQ6bB3a_XtkKvdPnuhmLIcOv2YtyAkHb6r2/s5312/20210613_104016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2988" data-original-width="5312" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Hx2mQ5SJlRfH65xKY7Z87OX_HjJNDHxndn_4aAXt-zDeT7oyUVsnw1PCPXP2eCAcfiswHOe1pRbEeiaNITWrSxZXX8o_CYkyYi_LwRouXoQ6bB3a_XtkKvdPnuhmLIcOv2YtyAkHb6r2/w400-h225/20210613_104016.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Where there are usually rice fields, now there are weeds.</td></tr></tbody></table> <span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">Regardless of the circumstances, I’ll not lie to myself or anyone else. Many of us human beings, friends, family and loved ones are going to be dying and departing in the not too distant future. Best guess as to when this phenomenon will become visibly evident, anywhere from six months to a year and a half.</span></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-f8b74791-7fff-ef27-f070-eb3a8c933017"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Have a look at the extent of damage that has already been done and continues to be perpetrated unto the global supply chain. Soon, there will not even be enough resources to provide for the most basic needs of every human being on the planet. Ironically as it may sound, death via vaccine may soon be viewed (in hindsight) as the most merciful option for those who chose that path.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> As one who rarely does sadness, I’ve been noticing a void opening and expanding within me. It is as though we have now arrived at the point of no return, with no alternative but to walk through the loss and the letting go — of everything we’ve valued. Preparations for those departing and those remaining have long been in the works. Metaphorically speaking, I’d say that we are now at the staging ground. Not sure which path you are going to walk? Look deep into your beingness and you will see the decision that you have already made.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> The nature of creation, wherein creation is but a matter of change: in order to create something new, the old must first be undone. Hence the destruction of the old world system in proportion to the human beings currently awaiting departure. As within so without: while many human beings will no longer be standing as the world system, there will also no longer be a need for that support. This (dare I say, hopefully) should bring the economy of scale to a more manageable level, which, unfortunately, was not available with 7.5 billion people competing against one another. It is a learning time for all of us, and I will push myself to remain grounded and focused, while I assist and support others to do the same.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Regardless of how and why so many factors are now coming together and leading up to the perfect storm that will most certainly end this era of humanity, regardless of each one’s decision to remain here or cross over to the other side, each of us will have a part to play and a place to stand in creating the next chapter of our story. This is the opportunity; let us not waste it by falling into the trap of pointing fingers and/or attempting to lay blame. Better to focus on what is needed and what is at hand to change/create a better world, a world that is best for all.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> As we are all that is, each one’s responsibility is to change ourselves for the better to change what is — for the better. Herein (once again), rather than focusing on the evil aspects of the globalist system (that does indeed appear to be emerging as the dominant playout/plan) let us look for the good in it as well as in everything else; embrace what is good and discard or disuse what is not.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Patience is key: whereas the old world system was like a multi-headed monster that was beyond repair or redemption, the design of the emerging new word system seems to have but one head at its center with innumerable tentacles protruding outwards. Ultimately (as a very wise being once said), a table with one leg is far easier to topple than a table with many legs. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Finally, on a much more personal note: upon noticing that the propaganda level in Taiwan was being turned up to the extreme, I began to feel concerned about my partner and decided that I needed to return home. Upon my return a few days ago, she informed me matter-of-factly that she and everyone else in Taiwan would be getting the vaccine… Sensing my distraught, she said not to worry, as we were last on the priority list.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-top: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Pain, loss and fear of being alone barely begin to describe that point inside of me that I’ve always known I might eventually have to face. I don’t know what her final decision will be, and I’m not sure if she is even aware of it. I am certain, however, that I didn’t come here to just sit on the sidelines and merely observe. I will do my best to assist and support her and anyone else (as best I am able) to walk our decisions/paths “in awareness” of the decisions we make. And I will honor and respect each one’s right/responsibility to make their own decisions.</span></p><br /></span>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-11376384678788632052021-06-07T20:28:00.001+08:002021-06-07T20:33:05.898+08:00June 2021: Making the Most of my Situation<p> <span style="font-size: 14pt;">Sunday yesterday felt like an elongated moment,
wherein I (as time) seemed to take my time instead of finding more things to do
and moving through them just to get them done. Perhaps this is because I have
finally completed my preparations for the next couple of weeks of online
classes. Here by myself in my apartment in the relatively small town of Wufeng,
Taichung, Taiwan, I sometimes notice a space within myself that I might have once
defined as loneliness. Nowadays, I simply breathe through it as part of my
decision to untie myself from self-definitions, so as not to be defined, not
even myself. A couple of very large birds just outside my main window have set
up a nest, they and the geckos keep me company.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">I used some class time the other day to teach students
about sound symbolism and how to look and listen more closely to words. I said
the word “pharmacy” very slowly to clearly enunciate its three syllables, pharm
(farm) a (uh) cy (see), and I then asked them what sounds they heard. Nothing! So,
I explained to them that “pharmacy” sounds like “pharm/farm a/uh cy/see” or see
a farm (which is where medicine used to come from before big pharma came along).
Then I pointed out the name of a major vaccine supplier called Sinovac (see/no/vac),
and asked them, what sounds do you hear? Still nothing. So, I tried the name of
one of the so-called “remedies” for C19 called Remdesivir. Hell, I’ll just give
that to you: rem/remedy + desivir = remedy deceiver or deceiver of remedy. As
they say, it’s all in the words.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Teaching online sometimes feels like I’m talking into
a dark void of scattered awareness. While the technology generally seems to work,
and students usually seem to be able to see and hear me, most of them do not
take the initiative to speak out. Perhaps for fear of exposing their locations,
I’m not quite sure. Therefore, it’s up to me to track them down, which I do by
gently calling out their names and narrowing in on their presence. I liken this
to coaxing frightened rabbits out of their dark dens to come out into the
sunlight, see the green fields and eat the dandelions. Yea, that’s about it.
Even if it takes me the entire first period (which is usually does), I will,
one by one, get each of them to come out of hiding, sound off and sometimes
even tell a story, sometimes.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">I talk a lot online to my students. The funny thing
is, I feel that they might actually be listening more intently than they did
when we were in the classroom. I’m guessing from their responses, that they
don’t have anything better to do while being stuck at home. Come to think of
it, I might even enjoy listening to Thomas if I were stuck at home in their
shoes.</span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-35952087566959356312021-05-29T09:44:00.001+08:002021-05-29T09:44:21.838+08:00Adjusting to Online Teaching<p> 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.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN"><o:p> </o:p></span>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.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN"><o:p> </o:p></span>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 <s>news</s>
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.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN"><o:p> </o:p></span>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!</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN"><o:p> </o:p></span>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.</p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-26159438137020141862021-05-17T08:25:00.002+08:002021-05-17T08:25:53.545+08:00Considering the long term Possibilities<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHvwyET8ft8QvNP-AURhbAQhax38b6ldkw0mqJNPfMDSFxzRp4nLcBm6sL8SngsYrLmvXXF44Z06SPfoInOkYTcKPF3767dw1VdK_kaqiEaY-bjMoBfSdeLFELJWettHO8pi_nbxJGHuw0/s5312/20210228_095224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2988" data-original-width="5312" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHvwyET8ft8QvNP-AURhbAQhax38b6ldkw0mqJNPfMDSFxzRp4nLcBm6sL8SngsYrLmvXXF44Z06SPfoInOkYTcKPF3767dw1VdK_kaqiEaY-bjMoBfSdeLFELJWettHO8pi_nbxJGHuw0/w400-h225/20210228_095224.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">In terms of the school calendar, today is the
start of week 13, which means we’re only about 5 weeks away from summer break.
However, I usually start winding things down by gearing up for final projects,
presentations or reports around week 14 or 15. This semester, five of my
classes are doing speaking presentations, speeches or self-introductions,
wherein they are required to prepare the written part, present it in class,
make a video of them presenting anywhere and then post everything to their
blogs. While this may sound quite simple, it can be quite challenging,
especially considering that it has to be done in English, their second or third
language. Thus, although I’m technically considered a language instructor, I
would say that my focus is mostly on getting students to embrace practical
aspects of communicating, e.g., how to format/write simple emails or essays,
post them to their blogs, prepare presentations and share them via the
internet. It’s sometimes quite challenging for me, too.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Anyway, what I really wanted to talk about today
has to do with the rhetoric I'm noticing these days. Quite suddenly, my school
instructed all of the instructors to become operationally proficient (my words,
not theirs) in a new online teaching platform. Coinciding with this, I’ve also
been noticing an uptick in the COV19 rhetoric in Taiwan, which leads me to put
the odds at about 50/50 and increasing, of us having once again go online for
the coming fall semester. What do I guess is really going on? Even though the
Taiwan government has made arrangements to take delivery of and distribute tens
of millions of doses of mRNA concoction, many people (apparently the vast
majority) don’t seem to be interested in participating in the experiment. Thus,
and again I’m guessing, the pharmaceutical industry that seems to be calling
the shots these days has perhaps decided to provide a little more motivation
for the people by ratcheting up the fear factor, which is exactly what is now
happening in Taiwan.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">In terms of the organizational structure or design
of the global consciousness, the world system and so on, I think it must be
basically the same design (in aggregate) as our own mind consciousness systems.
Therefore, the more we understand the inner workings of ourselves, the more we’re
going to understand/comprehend the externalized sum-total of ourselves — as the
world system, the global consciousness, the global mind. Bringing everything
back to myself, looking into myself and then looking to the without of myself,
my external reality, I would say that the energetic aspects of the system
itself is going to continue to diminish and/or deteriorate. Why? Because this
is exactly what has been occurring within and as myself.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">For whatever reason (mostly, I think it has to do
with movement in my personal process), my mind is far less charged than it used
to be, which from my perspective, is awesome, so much more livable. However,
this has also meant that I’ve had to change the way I do a lot of things. For
example, as I’ve sometimes written before, I no longer even consider allowing
the autopilot of my mind to just drive the car while I think about other
things. I’ve also noticed that I will often not have a stored or easily
accessible memory of something that I just did, even though I know I did it —
just don’t seem to be able to recall those images of it being done. So I keep
pushing myself more and more to go with physical living, step by step.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Sometimes we only focus on the immediate effects
change, and forget to consider the long term possible outcomes. For example, in
looking at the stimulus and/or stimuli that are being injected both into the
external reality as the world system, as well as the physical body of earth and
man, the immediate effects appear to be devastating or even horrible. However,
when I expand my perspectives to consider not only the short-term effects, but
also the possible to probable outcomes (and how well they are aligned with our
goals), I begin to see a different picture — a more sensible one perhaps.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">For example, when it comes to the concerted effort
to mask and social distance the masses, the immediate effect would seemingly be
to increase (perhaps exponentially) the prevalence of mental and physical
instability within many societies throughout the world. However, in looking
objectively based on what I’ve learned about the human mind consciousness
system (especially its development), a silver lining begins to appear regarding
certain crucial aspects and/or components of the enslavement system. From my
perspective, the entire enslavement system is being methodically attacked in
what looks to be a concerted effort to disrupt, overload and short circuit the
entire system from the within to the without and the without to the within. The
trend lines all point to the same conclusion, all stop, system failure, system
implosion.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">So the good news is (from my perspective), even
though we gotta walk through hell to get to where we’re going, at least we’ll
be out of hell. When it comes to change, there is a slow way and a fast way,
and it looks like we’re now on the fast track.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">PS. yesterday, I received an email saying that all
classes will go online for two weeks starting Monday/today. So yesterday was
quite busy for me, kind of exhausting. That being said, I’m now starting to
consider the possibilities of teaching online… get a new phone, some of those
earpods, maybe even a Gopro… I could be walking through a market, hiking
outside, etc., while chatting with students. And if I get one of those notebook
tablets, I could just set up anywhere. I consider the possibilities.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-51832274805378246922021-05-08T09:18:00.003+08:002021-05-08T09:18:43.404+08:00Deciding to re include some meat in my diet<p> <span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">I
am reminded of a TV series that I recently began watching again after skipping
an entire season or perhaps one and a half. It’s called The Handmaid’s Tale,
and I am able to relate to the part where she says something like, pain has a
way of making your world a whole lot smaller. To this, I would add that pain
also has a way of slowing everything down.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">I had written about how my body seemed to just
decide to stop eating meat, but I now see that there’s a little more to it. I
had been wanting to cut meat out of my diet for quite some time. Truth be told,
I would like to be able to stop eating altogether, while continuing to live as
a human being of course. So while I’m here, I may as well experiment.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">When I stopped eating meat, I also began eating
less and less — as per the undercurrent instructions that I’ve apparently also been
giving myself, my body. After a while, however, I also began noticing (along
the lines that others have warned) that it was becoming more and more difficult
for me to keep up with the nutrients required to sustain my day to day living,
working and especially the exercise that I like doing. Then one day, I noticed
a pain in my left ankle. I recognized this kind of pain from back when I used
to get gout from consuming large amounts of alcohol — which I no longer do.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">It seems to me that my physical body along with my
reality and everything that goes along with it is like an enclosed system
wherein balance must be maintained in order to optimally function. In reducing
weight, reducing the mass of fat cells while also having to increase the muscle
mass to keep up with my exercise regimen, my body was unable to contain or
process certain toxins out of the fat cells. When that happens, the toxic
information, which is what it is, seems to travel through the bloodstream and
get stuck between the joints, which can be very painful. Yea, I, too, am sure
that there is a lot more to it. I guess change is in many ways a balancing act
of pushing ahead and sometimes pulling back a little to reroute and then push
ahead some more.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">So, after a week of painfully enduring work, going
to class and having difficulty sleeping, I decided to eat a couple of boxed
lunch meals (one with chicken and one with pork) that the school cafeteria
sells inside the entrance of the building that thankfully has all of the
classrooms that I work in this semester.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">I don’t know if it was the massive amount of water
that I’ve been drinking, eating a little meat, slowing down or just a
coincidence of time passing by that made the difference. Either way, as my body
has started feeling better and my physical energy has begun to return – almost
immediately after eating some pork and chicken. So, I guess I’ll be including
some meat in my diet for a little while longer.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-7441209897218962532021-05-03T08:30:00.005+08:002021-05-05T21:10:29.100+08:00As Consciousness Wanes<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;">It’s always the same in scanning the news, blame,
blame, blame, the polarity game, wherein everyone loses and nothing is ever
won. Why does there always have to be a good side and an evil side? Stopping
the game of blame is the only way to stop descending into ever deeper
dimensions of the game. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;">The reality we each experience is of system designed to
take us on never ending trips in search of the origin of blame “out there”
instead of seeing</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> each and every one of ourselves
equally as one, as the origin. Only when we shift that search for blame to
responsibility and look in-words to ourselves will we begin to see our connection to all
things and endow ourselves with the ability to do something about everything.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">The system (from the within of each of us to the
without of all of us combined) projects the sum-total of internal realities to give us the 3D holographic manifestation (of sound resonance frequency expression) projected
through our thoughts and programmed into our DNA.</span><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">The system is ancient, breaking down
and obviously no longer able to redistribute consequence and manage human beings the way
it used to. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">As the mind consciousness systems of humanity (from
the within of each one’s mind to the without of the world system) continue to
power down, the mental capacity of human beings will continue to degenerate in
a manner similar to the way old smartphones degenerate when they no longer
receive updates or no longer have the processing power to keep up with an ever
increasing amount of information. As the power and processing capacity of human
consciousness dwindles, so too will the sum total of all human mind
consciousness systems (as the world system) continue to falter and fail -- as within so without.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Why is this happening? Simply put, the design of the
human mind (which is basically a self-aware (or conscious) energetic system of automated
intelligence merged within and as our human physical bodies) is no longer able
to upgrade — due to its ever increasing power consumption needed to evolve.
Therefore, from the perspective of human consciousness (the self-aware entity
inside of our heads), is nearing the end of its lifecycle in its current form.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Accordingly, as we approach the end of human
consciousness, which may also be kind of like the end of time, there will be
less and less automated relationship-regulation by the system from the within
to the without and vise versa, which will likely lead to more and more chaos and craziness, which is exactly what we're already seeing.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">In short, whereas we will still have the organic
hardware of our human minds, and should still be able to utilize them, we will probably
no longer have that “automated” voice coming up inside of ourselves that has
for the most part regulated our thoughts, words and deeds (basically lived our
lives for us) while we remained in the background observing and experiencing
emotions. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Without the automated mind consciousness systems to regulate
the lives of human beings, the nature of ourselves will be coming
through </span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">increasingly</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> and more directly. It’s already happening and it’s just going to
get more intense.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">As for the so-called vaccines being blamed for all sorts
of strange things happening, they may well be speeding up or slowing down this
process. The thing is, nothing that isn’t already inside of us (as the nature
of ourselves) can ever be externalized by us. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Thus it is for each of us to stop blaming the evil
ones out there for what is happening to our reality. The reality we accept and
allow within will be what manifests as our external reality.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-40031994108933890042021-04-30T17:22:00.001+08:002021-04-30T17:22:27.058+08:00Looking deeper into the dimensions of change<p> <span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">In the past 3 weeks, I’ve
turned around or put away two mirrors that I had strategically placed in my
apartment over the years. I just started to question why I needed to look at
myself every time I exercised or went to the bathroom; why was it so important
for me to reinforce and/or re imprint an image of myself over and over again
dozens of times a day?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">I noted this point (as I
question and note many points) and in looking for connections as to why I would
suddenly change behavior that I had previously defined as normal or acceptable,
I also noted that I’ve also been changing in other way for which I also didn’t
consciously direct. What were the impetus, inputs or motivation that led me to
do this?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Seven months ago I had a
stomach problem and decided to stop eating meat for a while. I directed myself
to begin eating fruits and vegetables almost exclusively along with some
yogurt, cheese or a hardboiled egg occasionally. I recovered within about a
month, but for some reason, I never went back to eating meat the way I had been.
The strange thing in all of this (as with removing the mirrors): while I did
make the conscious decision to eliminate processed food from my diet almost
entirely, I didn’t actually make the calculated step by step (decision-tree
procedure) to eliminate meat from my diet. I just kind of did it. </span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Interestingly, the same
sort of thing seems to be happening with my relation to coffee and spices. I
seem to be stopping or eliminating behavioral traits more frequently than I had
been, the end result being, the simplifying my day to day living.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Curious as to why some
changes were occurring, I decided to expand my parameters and re-examine
certain points, especially ones that I had previously defined as harmful or bad
for humanity. For example, in looking at the mask mandates, especially as they
apply to young children going through their critical stages of personality
development, I asked myself if there were any possible benefits that could come
about from such dictates.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Mandating children to
cover their faces and refrain physical contact with one another is definitely
going to disrupt the traditional development of relationships, self-identity,
individualism, personality traits and so on. In short (without attempting to
write a book on this), it’s going to majorly fuck with the overall development
of their mind consciousness systems.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Moving onto another point
that I once defined as bad. Why the hell would anyone, even the insane even
consider voluntarily taking a concoction of mRNA altering substances for a
virus with a 99.9X survival rate? Unless, the so-called vaccinations happen to
disrupt the input/output singles of the mind conscious system, thereby breaking
down additional components of the control system?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Once again I point out
that the so-called great awakening only got going in earnest with the advent of
the Coronavirus. Coincidence? I think not. Human consciousness is on its way
out, it’s not going to be pretty, at least not in the near term, but it does
seem to be happening.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Perhaps in my hurry to
judge things, I’ve been missing the bigger picture. In expanding my search
parameters, a pathway seems to be coming into focus. It still looks like a
highway through hell, but at least it’s coming into focus.</span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-68544556991222987302021-04-18T10:36:00.003+08:002021-04-18T10:40:22.692+08:00Dreams and Symbolism<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://eqafe.com/uploads/product/image/1077/full_reptilians-intuition-and-dreams-in-an-existential-history-part-1-part-131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="357" src="https://eqafe.com/uploads/product/image/1077/full_reptilians-intuition-and-dreams-in-an-existential-history-part-1-part-131.jpg" /></a></div><br /> <span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">In the first scene of this dream, I find myself
teaching at a school that I hadn’t gone to in a while. I wonder if I’m even
supposed to be there. I wonder if they haven’t already replaced me with someone
else — it feels as though I haven’t shown up for work in quite a while. I ask
the elementary-school aged students where we are in the book, and they say we
finished it but the boss or owner of the school won’t let them move on to the
next book because the school franchise isn’t yet permitting it.</span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">I decide to find the owner, get the money that I’m
owed and get the hell out of there, but as soon as she sees me, she scurries
away. When I attempt to follow her, a man, perhaps the one who’s replacing me
grabs hold of my arms firmly and attempts to prevent me from following her. I
go straight for his windpipe and begin to squeeze it. It occurs to me that this
doesn’t to look good. So I loop my right wrist around his shoulder and begin
pushing him down. I notice that I’m enjoying this wrestling match and I tell
him that he’s not going to win. Suddenly, I feel one of his fingers tickles my chin
in jest as though he’s just teasing me. Later I realize the message to myself in
that.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Having better things to do and basically wanting
to get home, I decide to forgo the money and head home. I find myself gliding
through the air holding onto a bookshelf, using it as a wing as I descend down
over a snow covered mountain side, presumably on my way home. The problem is
I’m losing altitude too quickly and will end up crash landing in one of the
small lakes or ponds in the valley below unless I increase my altitude. I turn
the bookshelf or file cabinet over (as I’m still gliding through the air) and I
empty its contents, which solves the problem, enabling me to increase my
altitude.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">In the next scene, I find myself having landed in
a strange city near a bunch of construction workers just finishing up their
work. I begin speaking with one of them, a dark skinned man as he is apparently
getting ready to return home. I ask him, do you know which direction Taoyuan
city is i? He replies that he’s never heard of the place. Then it occurs to me
that I’m lost in a far off land that I don’t even recognize.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">I follow him, ask him if he can help and say that I’ll
pay him. But when I look at my wallet, there’s nothing in it, not even an ID. I
go with him him into a restaurant and notice that I’m extremely hungry and
thirsty. I’m thankful that this stranger seems willing to trust that I’ll pay
him back later for the food and assistance in getting home.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Suddenly, I notice a police car coming fast downhill
towards the shop we’re in. I can see that it’s going to crash through the front
entrance and hit him. So I grab him and push him out of the way, but it doesn’t
matter because the police car turned at the last minute. I noticed the stranger
checking to make sure that I didn’t just steal his wallet, which, even to this
day is something that I’ve conditioned myself to do whenever a stranger bumps
into me. With that, I realize that he is me and this is a dream. I say to him,
this is a dream, I am you and you are me.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Finally, I manage to grab a food basket, which I
don’t get a chance to eat (almost never do in my dreams). I see a waitress with
a bottle of Mountain Dew (energy drink), and I ask her for it. She reluctantly
gives it to me, but shows me that it’s already been opened/used for a while,
like it’s been on display or something like that. So I don’t drink, but instead
find myself kissing the waitress’s neck and she seems to be enjoying it.
Another waitress comes on the scene and I forget all about the Mountain Dew or
that I’m trying to get home. And just as I’m thinking this is kind of fun, I
recall that it’s just a dream, I’d just be fucking myself, and I wake myself
up.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">In another dream, I've just moved to Singapore and
bought a house with my partner. Shortly after moving into our new home, we meet
a neighbor who offers to show me around. I find myself walking through various
parts of Singapore, but I’m not wearing any shoes and it’s not the Singapore I
remember.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">The neighbor tells me he’s a teacher trainer and
suddenly it occurs to me that I haven’t yet actually signed a contract, which
leads me to hesitate to tell him what I do or where I’m going to work. Thus, in
addition to feeling insecure or vulnerable by being barefoot, I also feel that my
partner and I may have bought the house too soon and committed ourselves to
living in Singapore without having a secure income.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">I decided to write these particular dreams out
because they point out some issues that I’ve been noticing for which I haven’t
yet come up with solutions. Specifically, even though I’m able to see the
programs, the folders and the files as though they’re in bookshelves or file
cabinets in my mind, I haven’t yet eliminated the programs themselves or even
completely prevented them from automatically attempting to activate.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">In other words, I still haven’t been able to empty
myself of the contents of the programs of subliminal undercurrent programs attempting
to resource energy for my mind consciousness system. It’s like, while my mind
consciousness system craves for energy to survive, I as the directive principle
am constantly intervening to stop the energetic/emotional programmed playouts,
which has led to my mind slowing down a lot, yet not stopping. It just never
gives up.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">As for the symbolism, teaching or even being at a
school, wondering if I’ve been replaced, wondering where I am in the book/lesson,
being in a faraway land, being far from home, alone… Having to empty the
contents of the file cabinet or bookshelf is showing what I’ve been attempting
to do. The question that I keep asking myself is, how do I empty myself of these
base programs, am I even able to remove them once and for all? And being
thirsty for the Mountain Dew energy drink, I guess that’s my mind wanting more energy.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Instead of going for a frontal assault, blindly
attempting to push through these aspects of my mind, my tactic is to
continuously weaken the defenses of the mind by reducing its energy supply so
as to eventually push my way through.</span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-50790071041472460992021-04-12T06:45:00.002+08:002021-04-12T06:45:35.725+08:00Thought boxes<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://eqafe.com/uploads/product/image/737/full_quantum-mind-self-awareness-step-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="400" src="https://eqafe.com/uploads/product/image/737/full_quantum-mind-self-awareness-step-1.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">A point I’ve been focusing
on recently has to do with not letting the thoughts out of the box. The box I’m
referring to is like a folder or box (as I view it) with a pre-programmed
playout of emotion that reads like the layout of the roller coaster ride from
hell that will just keep going round and round until I shut it down.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">The way it works is like
this: an enticing thought with a polarized definition pops up from the depths
of the solar plexus area of my mind. If I entertain that thought, even for a
moment, it slips upwards and out of the box to once again begin the creation
cycle of energy/emotion leading to other thoughts with more emotional
definitions attached to them and so on until the energy/emotion has run its
course and the ride comes to a stop until the next time. Thankfully, there is a
way to stop the cycle before that first thought gets out of the box.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">This particular pre-programed
energetic/emotional experience that I’m speaking involves the automated system
of my mind consciousness system enticing my attention/focus to look ‘out there’
at possible future playouts and/or past what-if scenarios for definitive
answers, which just do not exist. What does exist, though, is the present/here
of right now — as in me directing myself to remain here. The key for me is to breathe.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">As soon as the thought box
or folder emerges and that thought begins to slide upwards, instead of
entertaining it even for a moment, I am able to see in an instant the contents
of the box, as a knowing of what is in the box, as well as the pre-programmed
playouts. In that same moment, I recall my commitment to stand as the directive
principle, remain here, focus on breathing and not accept/allow my
attention/focus to be enticed thoughts.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">It works and I’ve been
extending this same practice to many other pre-programmed boxes or folders of
thoughts regardless of the emotional experience playout being positive or negative.
And while many of the underlying, subliminal polarized definitions still remain,
I’m making progress at whittling them down by living words such as stability,
persistence and support.</span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-9965020618686378782021-04-04T10:27:00.004+08:002021-04-04T10:27:50.449+08:00As I change, my body changes, as my body changes, I change.<p> <span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">As I change, my body changes,
as my body changes, I change. And while some of the changes are painful, I am
quite certain such changes are for the better overall. Recently, these changes or focus
of intent seem to be more body-centered and directed rather than something that I thought
out and planned from a conscious perspective.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">For example, even though I
didn’t consciously decide to start eating like a vegetarian, I’ve begun eating
that way because it’s what my physical body has been clearly communicating. And
I didn’t just one day decide to stop drinking three cups of coffee per day. I stopped
one day when I had a stomach problem, and just never started back up again.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">A while back I realized that
I had a stomach infection and I knew that in order to get better, I had to
immediately change what I was putting in my stomach. So I started just eating
fruits, vegetables, sometimes yogurt and occasionally an egg or two. Since that
point, I haven’t had any urges or desires to eat meat. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Not only have I reduced
the amount of food I eat, I’ve also reduced (by a much larger percent) the
amount of information I consume. I guess it’s like a mind, being, body process.
As I change, moving myself out of the mind, my body changes by becoming more
directive. As my body changes, my mind changes by moving more into more of a support role.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">I guess I'm in an extended cleaning phase, eating ninety-five percent fruits and vegetables,
drinking lots of water, cutting out coffee almost completely and very rarely
drinking any beer. In reducing my weight, the toxins that used to be stored in
the body fat are now being flushed. This can be very painful and somewhat
dangerous if it happens too quickly. Thus I’m careful not to let myself lose
too much weight too quickly. Otherwise, the toxins, heavy metals and whatnot end
up getting caught in my joints resulting in pain and inflammation in those
areas. This requires balance, which requires remaining aware and focused.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> Why am I doing this now? </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">I guess that by reducing much of the stress that my mind
consciousness system had been placing on my physical body, I’ve also been
freeing up space for my beingness and body to step in.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Finally, it’s been four
and a half weeks since I had cataract surgery to replace the lens in my right
eye, and it’s wonderful to once again be seeing clearly after five years of
blurriness. Perhaps I’ll be able to take the whole summer off and go swimming
every day.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5321936141524156516.post-22144230733835714022021-03-29T20:49:00.004+08:002021-03-29T20:54:37.545+08:00Stopping the world system<p> https://splash247.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/Ever-Given-Suez.jpg</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://splash247.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/Ever-Given-Suez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="351" data-original-width="640" src="https://splash247.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/03/Ever-Given-Suez.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">As the world system of
money, the global economy and all its facets continue to collapse, the
challenge for me is to continue stepping up into the space of myself (to fill
in that space left behind by my mind so to speak) by applying and living common
sense principles of oneness, equality and what is best for all. For me, it’s
like a starting-point/intention that I challenge myself to check for and
recheck quite often. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">It’s 8:30 am in Taiwan.
About 40 minutes ago, I decided to go for a walk even though the PM 2.5 of the
air quality index was 72. About five minutes into the walk, I thought, “why
not, I’ll just put on a mask and fit right in”. I’m not sure which is worse,
though, breathing in the pollution or breathing through one of those masks and
sucking in all those microfibers. My advice to anyone putting on a fresh mask,
is to reverse it and blow through several times in order to dislodge the
microfiber dust that is left behind from the manufacturing processes. Every
time I accidentally don’t clean the micro dust off a new mask, I feel that dust
getting sucked into my mouth and lungs. So, I ended up cutting my walk short
and coming back home to write this.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span lang="EN" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Getting back to the world
system: as I touched on </span><a href="https://thomaslagrua.blogspot.com/2020/02/2-25-2020-notes-on-current-events.html" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;"><span style="color: #1155cc;">here</span></a><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;"> and </span><a href="https://thomaslagrua.blogspot.com/2020/08/supply-chain-woes.html" style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;"><span style="color: #1155cc;">here</span></a><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">, the world economy, the global financial
system and everything that goes with it, is breaking down on its way (I guess)
to completely stopping. Perhaps, in order to bring a new system online and get
it going, the old one has to come to a stop.</span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">
</span><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">Have a look: the ongoing pandemic scam, re inflation of ever larger
financial asset bubbles, semiconductor shortages making it more difficult for
the system to repair itself, disruptions caused by the weather, and now the
stopping of shipping traffic through the Suez Canal thanks to the mega
container ship that just happened to get turned almost completely sideways.
There’s a message in that and I’ll leave it at that. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6wl3hgy4RcSKb1lKSbTTRpRe2PyvAEDh59os-nySIF4tR8XJwetOFx3XlJ8Kzu6HMDKerGxedndDem9GqAoxzSG5gBWdc50O_XrHutfzotpicY12qevAe7ac5jBxeZMphA0K2pZj0SVrT/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img data-original-height="718" data-original-width="768" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6wl3hgy4RcSKb1lKSbTTRpRe2PyvAEDh59os-nySIF4tR8XJwetOFx3XlJ8Kzu6HMDKerGxedndDem9GqAoxzSG5gBWdc50O_XrHutfzotpicY12qevAe7ac5jBxeZMphA0K2pZj0SVrT/w320-h299/image.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14pt;">My message for today is that the
lull in the waves of consequence (that I sometimes talk about) appears to be
ending. In other words, I’m guessing that more fallout is incoming.</span><p></p>thomaslagruahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08668872037799242838noreply@blogger.com0