Frank Hewitt
16th April 2013, 00:12
Hello everyone, i was wondering about the subject of my next thread and somehow i am inspired to tell you how i reached some ideas about love and hatred and my definition of them.
Since i inhabit this body i have plenty of bad memories about my family and not very good ones in the psychological area (i am not saying i suffered too much), anyway i had some friends, some of their parents taught me very valuable stuff.
One day my mother decided to send me to another school and well...
I had no friends and i "had a family" after that year of torture i was not heavily traumatized and my mother noticed how much i started to hate her so she sent me to an amazing school
When i was 11 my best friends "betrayed" me and i got seriously depressed for over a year and i reached i conclusion "You can only trust in yourself and the things you posses"
That traumatic event somehow moved something in my mind and i became very clever to the point where everybody called me a genius including myself and my selfishness, hatred and depression.
Before i enter puberty i predicted my brain wasnt going to work as good as always so i started working in something i cannot tell you but, anyway almost the end of my 11 years i reached the top of selfishness and realized that things that happened outside had a relationship with me, things that hurt someone else will eventually hurt me and therefor if i was selfish i was going to help everybody, anyway i reached 12 and i completely forgot about my discovery and my philosophical conclusion and i eventually had a lot of problems.
Until I found out about david icke and eventually project camelot i was focused in silly things like the new album of cannibal corpse and stuff like that but i also knew from very young a weird game i always had of manipulating "mists" of colors, normally black.
About 6 months ago i became a taoist in my own way and began my journey on yin and yang, i also read a book from George Ohsawa and i finally remembered " things that hurt someone else will eventually hurt me and therefor if i was selfish i was going to help everybody" going out of the principle of "The poles are in contact", that means that when you reach the ultimate yin (in this case selfishness) you necessarily reach the ultimate yang (in this case solidarity)
Then i began my reading od "Unplugging the Patriarchy" by Lucia Rene and i was surprised because she was doing what i had always done and she called mysticism (i mean when i played with coloured mists)
Sitting on my bed that evening, I petitioned my teacher and the Lineage to assist me in clearing the line. I quieted my mind, moved my personal ego out of the way as I had done in Turnberry, and asked Spirit to come through me and do the work.
Upon entering the mystical plane, I saw that the line was coated with a black, gooey substance. I concentrated all my attention on it, but I suddenly grew hopelessly tired, and it was impossible to stay awake. Oh, well, I thought, I’ll do it in the morning.
At that time i did a lot of stuff using lower mysticism, for example one day i was so mad at a classmate that i filled his body with dark mist, two days later his girlfriend left him, he got sick for a week and was not able to play his so loved videogames. After watching the devastating effects of my "curse" i "healed him" and i began thinking about love and hatred.
I always got a little bit annoyed becuase david icke says that there are basically to prime emotions, fear and love so i began thinking about my own hatred and after reading this amazing manga http://www.mangapanda.com/175/666-satan.html (no, i dont think it is luciferian), i finally reached the next conclussion
"Hatred is in its basic form and individual power and love is basically a collective power"
After reaching that "conclusion" (I say that because i might be wrong) I began a not very hard pusit of hatred, i went to the school and the energy inside the classroom slightly was warm and black but in the subway the energy was really cold and white, today i went to the podiatrist and the pain was cold and white again, and finally everything made sense. The "black" energy was love, therefore, when i introduced love inside the body of my classmate it reacted in a very extreme way, because the inside is suposed to be very personal, not collective.
I know it has being a long thread, but i would like to read you opinions, if you believe i am completely correct say it and if you dont, say it too
Since i inhabit this body i have plenty of bad memories about my family and not very good ones in the psychological area (i am not saying i suffered too much), anyway i had some friends, some of their parents taught me very valuable stuff.
One day my mother decided to send me to another school and well...
I had no friends and i "had a family" after that year of torture i was not heavily traumatized and my mother noticed how much i started to hate her so she sent me to an amazing school
When i was 11 my best friends "betrayed" me and i got seriously depressed for over a year and i reached i conclusion "You can only trust in yourself and the things you posses"
That traumatic event somehow moved something in my mind and i became very clever to the point where everybody called me a genius including myself and my selfishness, hatred and depression.
Before i enter puberty i predicted my brain wasnt going to work as good as always so i started working in something i cannot tell you but, anyway almost the end of my 11 years i reached the top of selfishness and realized that things that happened outside had a relationship with me, things that hurt someone else will eventually hurt me and therefor if i was selfish i was going to help everybody, anyway i reached 12 and i completely forgot about my discovery and my philosophical conclusion and i eventually had a lot of problems.
Until I found out about david icke and eventually project camelot i was focused in silly things like the new album of cannibal corpse and stuff like that but i also knew from very young a weird game i always had of manipulating "mists" of colors, normally black.
About 6 months ago i became a taoist in my own way and began my journey on yin and yang, i also read a book from George Ohsawa and i finally remembered " things that hurt someone else will eventually hurt me and therefor if i was selfish i was going to help everybody" going out of the principle of "The poles are in contact", that means that when you reach the ultimate yin (in this case selfishness) you necessarily reach the ultimate yang (in this case solidarity)
Then i began my reading od "Unplugging the Patriarchy" by Lucia Rene and i was surprised because she was doing what i had always done and she called mysticism (i mean when i played with coloured mists)
Sitting on my bed that evening, I petitioned my teacher and the Lineage to assist me in clearing the line. I quieted my mind, moved my personal ego out of the way as I had done in Turnberry, and asked Spirit to come through me and do the work.
Upon entering the mystical plane, I saw that the line was coated with a black, gooey substance. I concentrated all my attention on it, but I suddenly grew hopelessly tired, and it was impossible to stay awake. Oh, well, I thought, I’ll do it in the morning.
At that time i did a lot of stuff using lower mysticism, for example one day i was so mad at a classmate that i filled his body with dark mist, two days later his girlfriend left him, he got sick for a week and was not able to play his so loved videogames. After watching the devastating effects of my "curse" i "healed him" and i began thinking about love and hatred.
I always got a little bit annoyed becuase david icke says that there are basically to prime emotions, fear and love so i began thinking about my own hatred and after reading this amazing manga http://www.mangapanda.com/175/666-satan.html (no, i dont think it is luciferian), i finally reached the next conclussion
"Hatred is in its basic form and individual power and love is basically a collective power"
After reaching that "conclusion" (I say that because i might be wrong) I began a not very hard pusit of hatred, i went to the school and the energy inside the classroom slightly was warm and black but in the subway the energy was really cold and white, today i went to the podiatrist and the pain was cold and white again, and finally everything made sense. The "black" energy was love, therefore, when i introduced love inside the body of my classmate it reacted in a very extreme way, because the inside is suposed to be very personal, not collective.
I know it has being a long thread, but i would like to read you opinions, if you believe i am completely correct say it and if you dont, say it too