DTW - DAY 10
Brené Brown from
"I may love you life
(and I sincerely do)
But Remember,
I Must Always Love
My True Self More."
Who Am I...?
This ONE question resolves ignorance.
Have you removed all that you are not?
Are you grounded?
Are you whole?
Without the "terms & conditions"?
Who Am I...?
Before The World Told Me Who To Be.
Who Am I...?
When I Am NOT selling my self out to fit in?
Who Am I...?
When I am NOT projecting unconscious wounds,
trying hard by "telling, selling and yelling"
trying hard to fix, heal or change others
(before I even know who I am?)
trying hard to compete because I am not enough
trying hard to fit in and win at all costs
trying hard to be "someone" in life
trying hard to run away, disassociate and get high
trying hard to whinge and whine and blame all
"those others, over there"... finger pointing
see it MUST be them!
trying hard to do a low rent, super marketing
one stop fix it all super cheap store
trying hard to prove how and show and big note just how successful I Am...?
Try hard?
"Do You Like My Hat?"
so asked one dog in Dr Suess.
"I DO NOT Like your hat"
replied the honest hound.
The End.
We are not here to be universally liked
We are NOT here to people please
We are not here to blow smoke up
unconscious assholes faucets
(All you will find are drips & leaks...)
Drop THAT BS story for a start.
Who Am I...?
We are here to tell The Truth
Who IS The Truth of You?
Always present, never absent?
No choice to be the consciousness
The Creation?
One creature IN creation?
already?
Just by being born?
Hell Yeeeees!
so bloody simple...
there is NO duality IN nature
How could there be?
there is NO separation in creation
How could there be?
all Mother Nature's
One Creature IN One Creation
YOU already are that...
Only you may have got blind sided and
lost and sold and told by try hards...
trying hard to make a quick healing buck FFS
YOU are already whole and complete
True Nature NEVER lies
All God's Creatures Are Here For a Reason
A Purpose, exactly as THEY were created
Hey, THAT also includes YOU
You already BELONG 100%
simply by being born
One creature in creation
One Being, human, a mammal, an animal,
One Being, human, not above any other creation
One Being, human, not below any other creature
A Human Being Unique and 100% YOU
So Who TF Am I...?
Really,
at my unadulterated core?
Before The Great Impositions!!!
Before YOU were unconsciously signed up to a LONG list of "Terms & Conditions"
which YOU didn't even get
a chance, or a say, or your true nature considered
or to agree or disagree to those imposed "T&C's"
Who gave you your first label?
Your name?
Who identifies them SELF strongly in their
job or function or in come in society?
"I Am The (Unconscious) Garbage Man..."
sing all The Presidents Men...
The Faceless Men In Black
Who Am I...?
Before mummy and daddy molded me?
Before The President Scolded Me?
Before I labelled My Self a Man In Black Loser?
Before society and church and media and
school got a hold of me?
and drip fed me,
and tortured me
and told me
and tested me
and passed me and failed me
into their acceptable form...?
Their Way Or The High Way?
Get a job, ya loser...
Get a life, ya tosser...
Get a title, be a man ya man in black...
No Nuffin Nuffies?
Know No Thing Nothings?
I wonder...?
Who AM I..."
all those creatures in creation
trying hard, dominating,
trying hard, selling hard,
trying hard, telling hard,
trying hard, yelling hard,
trying hard, win at all costs
DO WHAT EVER IT TAKES TAKES TAKES
and bombed me into submission?
(thanks Hiroshima)
taught me into societal success submission?
(thanks indoctrinated curated curriculum)
preached me into straight lines, ties and jackets
(thanks dogma collars and exclusive clubs)
beat me into strict submission and screen servitude
(thanks super market stores and media of social conformity)
and where TF is THE REAL YOU in all this
Lost In The consciousness?
gone lady ga ga gagged and gormless?
Lost in thought?
over thinking drop one stinkers
Lost In Space?
latter daze colon eye Sirs?
latter day colonizers...
space,
invaders.
You don't like
Fucking Clowns @The Sir Cuss?
well stop going to the circus...
Raise Your Muddy Ank Core,
ship happens & sail aweigh...
Those latter daze screens are
colonizers invading rapaciously,
TV screams and ad breaks breaking inn
Horror Movies Write Their On My Tv?
bombarding brains without ANY Borders...
Our Planet, The Oceans, The Earth, The Soil
The over heated environment
is as borked
as
The Wrong Amazon Burns...
Whilst More
rich rocket men launch deep probes
two colon eyes,
to colonize,
take ova misogynists
tell YOU what to do with YOUR body...
calmy cool uncaring conceited
profits pocketing prophets
Do Not Bend Over Or You'll Be Next
(said one sly preachy priest to the next)
The Lost In Space
"warning Will Robinson, Warning"
Where is The Real YOU in all of this...?
Who AM I...?
Really?
stripped bare of all the dross?
stripped naked of all
The Titles and Labels and Dogma of Doing?
Am I...?
A Being Human,
NOT a Human DOING
of course you are, A Being,
simply by being born
but then you swallowed or were forced
The Detour Drugs
Signed UP on The Dotted Line........
Signed down for sum fing knot of your creation
so who branded ewe at birth?
searing heat scribed and inked
attached files, attachments,
Your First wrist watch?
NAME : WEIGHT : HEIGHT : RELIGION.
What's Your label?
What's Your Tag?
#hashtag handle tattooed on you
Butt
who are YOU...?
when a life was signed away
a stamp a sign
a flattery battery
your signature for ever ready more
Your Ear Tag,
Your Dog Collar,
Your Branded Stamp of Approval
How could there be any thing else?
Conceived, created, cared for of course,
all hope
fully In Love;
Baby,
You lay around giggling and
being a miracle no doubt!
With side splitting atoms and
divinely dividing for 41ish weeks.
When well and ready
When the loaf had risen
You knocked from The Inside
"Mum, I want out!"
(mum may have breathed, TF for that...)
You came down The Tube
were right out of The Box
The Warm Spa Sauna Bubble Bath
A Full Room Service Tethered Cocoon
A Womb With No View,
just safe and sound in mumma's
gracious, inner space.
Then nek minute...?
bright lights, sharp tools,
some masked dudes and dudettes
in white coats slappin' ya booty
makin' you gasp and cry
and cutting off the mother ship supply
and leaving you with a dent or two or three
navel, crown, suction,
weighed, tagged, sorted, wrapped, labelled
"what is this a frikkin' deli...?
wot do I look like?
sliced berliner, salami or pastrami?"
"No my little chicken wings"
answered delirious daddy
as mummy sucked in the Big Ones
"well come to our beauty filled world
Little Won..."
Now Tagged and Labelled and Branded
Now Ready to Be Processed Further
The Sauce Age Machine of Society Awaits
A Life Conveyor Belt Step Buy Step Buy Step
a cradle to the grave conditioning has been ordained and adored and ordered
FOR YOU whether you like it or knot...
life now is a deck of cards,
which ones are you dealt?
a pre packaged conditioning?
a fast food recipe of stress and dis ease
may await you?
a consciously beauty filled life may be your ACE?
(parents ARE the dealers remember)
Or do
Cookie Cutter Hamster Wheel Instructions
Little Boxes Little Boxes
All In A Row...
a waits and a waits and a waits you,
so be eternally grateful
That We Parents Got To Choose
All of This
For You
Our Immaculate Conception
Our Little Pastrami Slice
Our Little Devilled Egg
NOT Labelled, boxed and conditioned
if we can help it...
NOT Imposed Entitlement and
WE Will Make Sure YOU Play Buy
Our Hand You Are Dealt
On a Tight Leash of Expectation?
Or an insecure unconscious
control freak mini me?
Or where we will educate you into
OVER THINKING
that you have just enough freedom
to THINK you are free,
but in reality you are simply just
another brand,
another label
another tag
another brick in the wall
competing hard to keep up and score hard
For The Win...
or are you
a complicit compliant wool puller of eyes?
maybe a people pleasing perfectionist?
maybe born, raised, labelled, branded, edumacated, masticated, elasticated,
molded, scolded, spat out,
conditioned for comparative competing success
(not inner happy self satisfaction)
conditioned hard for compliance and
"that's the way we've always done it"
"my way or the high way"
traditions and tirades and tellers
rape and pillage, invasion of lands,
win at all costs, invasion of space,
win as accumulator, invasion of debt,
Who would do such an invasive Thing...?
Maybe Via Kings and
Marauding Colonizer Morons?
Take Over The Space
SUPER MARKETING
MULTI LAYER MUSAC MALLS
ONE STOP SHOP TILL YA DROP
PRE CONDITIONED ROBOTS
DOMINATE : EXTRACT : EXTERMINATE :
SELL SELL SELL CELL
PHONE HOME et...?
(& sell us MORE shit
we didn't even know we needed TBH)
The bogans, the boffins, the bores
reckon
"Mother's Nature Does NOT Matter...
who listens to her, she's only a girl..."
Little buoys bobbing,
gorilla's beating up and beating off
bleating rams whining
(horns knot listening or feeling at all)
kept those pesky damsels in line,
we have collars, ties and straight jackets
you know,
we wear them as Our Suits of Armour
so we can
beat you into submission,
tell sell and mold you,
because we are entitled
conditioned to unhealed mummy wounds
conditioned to unconscious machismo
daddy wounds
we win hard at business,
we win at drinking, at sex, at fighting,
we win at sport and video games and
ripping suckers off
(and we win especially at controlling in relating)
we also win at disassociation,
we win at drugs,
we win at peter pan escapism,
win at gambling, dominating, workaholic
basically we win at dis ease and dis grace
BUTT
it is knot your fault is it...?
That's Just The Way I am...
The way I was conditioned...
The way I was brought up...
The way I was unconsciously gifted all
mummy and daddies unhealed inherited wounds...
Oh bless them for passing all of that onto me
so now I can pass all of that unconsciously onto my children too
You know, you know, you get what I mean?
"I'm not responsible for this
you know
It's all THOSE others..."
hahahhahahaha...
laughed no one ever
Who Am I...?
a quiet high functioning society achiever?
a safe and reliable and follower?
a mind full reason able playa?
another placid pawn?
disconnected? disaffected?
another small rolled ova piece?
disassociated?
another societal follower?
drugged, high & checked out?
another Brick In The Wall
routine, not questioning a Thing
you have been sold or told or molded?
in YOUR unconsciously conditioned life
as you stumble for one crisis to another?
as you change ponies mid stream?
as you wait for One Happy Hour...?
Just Join The Dots and Follow The Plan
No waves no ripples no questions aloud...
Now you may ask (or not)
decades later (or not)
right now (or not)
if YOU choose (or not)
You MAY ask if you've had enough crisis
and sleep and pain and suffering
and boredom and conditioning and
working For The Man to pay taxes
and pretend to Be living whole...
You may One Day
Ask
Just
Who TF Am I...?
Have you ever held in Your Own Hands
Held The Honest Self Reflective Mirror Up
(the real vulnerable mirror?
the no BS clear NON addled mirror?
NOT the bottom of a shot glass pissed mirror...)
and then wondered, silently, in awe,
who am i...?
really?
beyond the unconscious BS life
I may have been conditioned to live
Have I really
resolved the ignorance of "i"?
Have I really gone into self knowledge at all?
Have I revealed a profound simplicity?
Or am I still wearing
a fake it till ya make it mask of nappies?
To catch all THE BS
as it dribbles through the cracks
in that Shiny Suit of Straight Jacket Armour...
so when you reveal,
by peeling and feeling and healing
YOUR unconscious self
get down to a grounded base line
Of The
unwavering,
rock solid,
unadulterated,
de conditioned
True Self?
You may even discover
The simplest, easiest, most common
and ordinary thing on Earth?
Have you ever;
vulnerably, compassionately, honestly,
with good grace and light hearted humour,
let others own their responses to your
truth full authenticity.
Or are you still trying way too hard,
trying hard to wear stressed
as a badge of disassociated by pass success?
trying hard to keep up with latest trends
trying hard to keep abreast of vacuous celebrity
trying hard to absorb fake news and energy
trying hard with draining dis connections
of super marketing busy work
trying hard for busy sake as
ONLY busy bees are
seen as suck cease full human doings
do you even know discernment,
do you even know ease and grace,
be selective,
be wise,
be from abundance not deficit
in knowing your grounded True Self
beyond all the unconscious
inherited unhealed try hard
conditioning
KNOT
trying hard to rape and pillage
thanks via Kings...
KNOT
trying hard to speak above Mother's Nature
thanks rapacious miners
KNOT
trying hard to man handle and machismo manipulate the next generation
based on Old Fairy Tales?
Do you even have the inner fire
the core rage
the agni of life
the courage to actually Be your
True Self
Before You can Be That
True Being
can you even answer ONE simple question
Who Am I...?
Who is the real you?
Without the inherited
mummy wounds
or daddy wounds
or sibling wounds
or inner child wounds.
Without the Family of Origin
unconscious
"Terms & Conditioning"
Without the societal labels,
no dogma, no stigma or no trendy
fast buck fast fuck marketing branding.
Without the education pit falls
and any short comings,
and any short comings,
without facades, no pretense,
no masks, no drugs or dregs or dross
no bullshit, your own,
fully stripped bare,
and all veils lifted?
No terms and conditions
No win at all costs,
No rapacious colonizers?
No do what ever it takes takes takes?
No limited lonely small minded gossips?
No run around town sharing all?
No crowing roosters?
No high school lost lonely lushes?
No fucked up parents who couldn't care less?
No parents who prioritize their own
fleeting addictive pleasures above children?
like drugs or alcohol
or rotating door partners
or promiscuous sex
or wildly workaholic
or not even being there even when you are
or creating another unconsciously
molded "mini me" control freak shadow?
Thinking over thinking
paralysis Buy analysis
stuck up there somewhere
disassociated,
flying high off with the pixies
drugged on dross and drama and dregs
worried about survival
trying hard seeking for love,
rooting what ever takes your fancy
no consequences, no responsibility, no care,
(for YOUR true self respect that is...)
grasping hard,
hoarding hard,
competing hard,
children follow examples not listen
when you come from a NOT enough
mind set
when you come from a deficit dried up
drained cup
when you come from a clutching, grasping, addictive need to be in control
try hard space
when you come from a clingy attachment
and unconscious disassociated space?
Parents and People
who abandon and walk out
and check out of life
by disassociation
and shame and guilt and fear
trying TOO hard to be perfect
and project their unfulfilled dreams
and then controlling children
as molded "mini me's"
Instead
let age appropriate independent
souls simply Be
Them Self.
Sure guide them,
keep them wise and sage and safe
BUT
Not tell, sell and yell
"my way or the highway..."
"do as you are told, not as I do..."
"In My House, It's My Rules..."
Strict Suits of Armour All Round...
So hope fully your children were
planned and wanted and consciously conceived
in
Full Love of welcoming this progeny?
That moment of conception is all
The energy transference is real
Epigenetics and inter generational inheritance new galaxies,
new planets, new stars and suns start right there
are
born right there
with the new collision of conception
The Universal Big Bang In The Black Hole...
We are all the result of sex
do you even know your conception story?
If you are still able, ask yours?
There may be fascinating insights gleaned.
My sister reckons we are the results of parental birthday sex
The timings support her theory...
almost To The Day
😂😁😀😆
Some fine champagne was popped those nights!!!
Yes, there are wonder full people and conscious parents everywhere.
The vast majority ARE prioritizing not fucking up The Next Generation
Hallelujah!
Praise Be To Conscious Procreation Sex!!
Breeding No more lost sheep
Hatching No more crowing roosters
Tagging No more bleating rams and
Branding barn storming bulls
No more Infecting The World
With No more
non listening, uncaring,
rapacious and pillaging and projecting
unconscious addicted assholes.
So
Who are you stripped bare of all pretense?
Who are you at your unadulterated core?
Wanna even get down and grounded...?
a roll in the hay?
Hey?
So who are you
without any conditioned labels,
without expected inherited identities,
without societal roles or jobs or titles
without bullshit deep grooved record stories...
(I know ONE who is an absolute yabby Queen
who drives her carriage Up tall Building Spirals
and Looks Out Ova Her King Dome...
but THAT's for another blue cheese hygge post...)
So coming from a forth coming BIG release;
coming soon at a bookshop near you...
How to
Stop People Pleasing,
and still love the absolute crap outa them
How to
Stop Perfectionism,
and still be a red hot yummy mummy.
How to
Stop Poncing Around
and still Get The Great Shit Done
How To
Stop Sucking & Grafting Off Others
and still give a nice blow by blow account
of your True Self.
How To
Stop Flapping Those Wings &
Finally Leave The Nest Well Before 40
and Still Be a Cool Bird Pidgeon Eagle Cross.
How To
Stop Selling your True Self Out
and Earn a Conscious Living
By Listening To and Guiding and
Helping Others Transform Their Lives
(without sucking them in
those sweet suckers offffff...
unless they want to be...
of course...)
and when you finish the meal and
put your fork down
and maybe burp in appreciation,
remember,
it's all about the tasty company
you got to share it with.
OWN YOUR STORY - NEVER HUSTLE
