Why We "Need" The "Elites"

[music]

Why do we need kings and queens? The stock answer is “no, we do not” and we expect this to empower us. Empowerment comes from self-knowing, but it’s easy to take short cuts. Sometimes we can know a thing intuitively, but often a 3D understanding is required to enable us to process the energy of it most beneficially.

Kings and queens attach themselves to the higher realm via “the divine right of kings” idea, but why do we let them get away with it? Obviously, there is something in it for us. We only allow them to occupy this position over us because the something we get from it is: “contact with the divine”. So perhaps the lack of true contact with higher consciousness (or lack of awareness) on our part drives us to find a substitute in the 3D? We can be so out of touch with our higher selves that we don’t even know they exist, and this energetic vacuum is all too easily filled by those who know how to manipulate energy. In seeking externally what we already possess internally, we are giving away our power.

Our power is easily reclaimed by recognising the god within us. There are numerous techniques for recognising and reclaiming the divine within, but to become fully realised we must also process ALL of our energy. This means we need to uncover all the aspects of ourselves that we have repressed. These are parts of ourselves that have become attached to ideas or emotions we found difficult to deal with, so locked away. We have been societally conditioned to label these imprisoned aspects as dark or evil, to ensure that our fear prevents us from reclaiming our power.

Spiritual work that does not encompass a complete and love-based processing and reintegration of our own repressed aspects is ineffectual at best, but downright dangerous at worst. Without completeness, we are still ruled by ego, whether we know it or not. When we have addressed all fear, the ego is left with nothing it can use to manipulate us with.

[Bright Garlick]

Yes, yes and yes. Thank you music for simplifying what many people do not seem to understand. ;-)

[ROMANWKT]

Now you all may not think so but within this short book lies the answer to the problem of getting our power back, and they will be able to do absolutely nothing about it, we must all remember we are dealing with a physical illusion and we must work with that knowledge to totally free yourself from their hold.

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=19991&d=1357819061

Regards to all

roman

[music]

Thanks Bright Garlick and Roman. Real spirituality is incredibly simple. Mantras, seed sounds, mudras and the like are useful tools, but they are as a hammer is to a house - use the hammer well and you have a fine house, use it poorly and you have a dangerous house. It helps to understand the tools we use. It is pointless chanting a mantra when we don't even know the true intent of the sounds we make. Conscious use of sound is a powerful tool, without consciousness, it is just another noise. Expecting noise to confer wisdom is a little foolish.

Most "new age" spirituality misses the re-integration of our dark, repressed aspects, so falls well and truly into the camp of "ineffectual at best, but downright dangerous at worst" - like our poorly used hammer, we occupy the resultant house at our own risk, and the risk extends to all who come to spend time in our house (come into contact with our energy or consciousness). If the truth is a pie, then all spiritual traditions are but pieces of that pie. Eating a piece of pie without fully understanding what is in it, or without the ability to process it, will never nourish the soul. The true nourishment comes from within, this is where we find the pie, or the Grail, or whatever you like to call it. The Grail is found by the humble and true of heart, not by the powerful, shallow "elite". The heart can never be true until all fear is processed and transmuted in the crucible of love.

[AwakeInADream]

The Elite and other 'Guru's' certainly know how to use the power of belief, so that what starts out as a bluff, then becomes 'real'.
I'm reminded of these lyrics:

Bob Dylan "It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding) "


Darkness at the break of noon
Shadows even the silver spoon
The handmade blade, the child’s balloon
Eclipses both the sun and moon
To understand you know too soon
There is no sense in trying

Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool’s gold mouthpiece the hollow horn
Plays wasted words, proves to warn
That he not busy being born is busy dying

Temptation’s page flies out the door
You follow, find yourself at war
Watch waterfalls of pity roar
You feel to moan but unlike before
You discover that you’d just be one more
Person crying

So don’t fear if you hear
A foreign sound to your ear
It’s alright, Ma, I’m only sighing

As some warn victory, some downfall
Private reasons great or small
Can be seen in the eyes of those that call
To make all that should be killed to crawl
While others say don’t hate nothing at all
Except hatred

Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Make everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It’s easy to see without looking too far
That not much is really sacred

While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have to stand naked

An’ though the rules of the road have been lodged
It’s only people’s games that you got to dodge
And it’s alright, Ma, I can make it

Advertising signs they con
You into thinking you’re the one
That can do what’s never been done
That can win what’s never been won
Meantime life outside goes on
All around you

You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks they really found you

A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit
To satisfy, insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not forget
That it is not he or she or them or it
That you belong to

Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to

For them that must obey authority
That they do not respect in any degree
Who despise their jobs, their destinies
Speak jealously of them that are free
Cultivate their flowers to be
Nothing more than something they invest in

While some on principles baptized
To strict party platform ties
Social clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders they can freely criticize
Tell nothing except who to idolize
And then say God bless him

While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society’s pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he’s in

But I mean no harm nor put fault
On anyone that lives in a vault
But it’s alright, Ma, if I can’t please him

Old lady judges watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, they dare
To push fake morals, insult and stare
While money doesn’t talk, it swears
Obscenity, who really cares
Propaganda, all is phony

While them that defend what they cannot see
With a killer’s pride, security
It blows the minds most bitterly
For them that think death’s honesty
Won’t fall upon them naturally
Life sometimes must get lonely

My eyes collide head-on with stuffed
Graveyards, false gods, I scuff
At pettiness which plays so rough
Walk upside-down inside handcuffs
Kick my legs to crash it off
Say okay, I have had enough, what else can you show me?

And if my thought-dreams could be seen
They’d probably put my head in a guillotine
But it’s alright, Ma, it’s life, and life only