The traumatized brain and the resulting mind is herded into neat little cages. It finds refuge in these comforting familiar mindscapes like capitalism, socialism, communism, racism, liberalism, conservatism…
The fallacy is calling these ideologies. They are not. They are mind cages, the entrapment of the psyche of a MK ultra slave.
Emancipate yourself from mental slavery — Bob Marley
We live in a trauma based reality. The purpose and nature of trauma is to dissociate the human psyche from its wholeness, to fracture it and compartmentalize reality into neat little boxes.
Little water-tight containers that are separated from the whole.
The evidence is in how the masses live. Most people living their mainstream lives, listening to mainstream news, following their celebrity of choice have lost their ability to connect the dots and make deductive reasoning, to use their thinking to question things, to follow their intuition or even be curious about anything outside the familiar boxes.
They hate who they are told to hate by media. Love who they are told to love, typically, celebrities and politicians in bed with Hollywood.
They are deeply disconnected from themselves. They don’t even know it.
They just follow along like good little boys and girls, regurgitating the mainstream narrative. This in itself is the fawning reflex of traumatized individuals, trying to fit in and to be liked.
The niceness syndrome. When the media tells them to hate, they hate in mass herd formation and spew toxic venom in tandem like a hive of bees.
They need to suck on others to feed their emotional needs, like infants.
They are emotionally infantile.
They need parenting right through their lives. The system becomes their parents, guiding them into the newest box, fashions, thinking patterns of the day. They follow the newest rave in the mocking bird media. The latest scoop on Hollywood, Bollywood or Netfix…
What’s Kanye up to today? Look at Kim Kardashian’s booty! Taco Tuesdays, Super-bowl Sundays… Today is the national whatever day, blah, blah, blah.
What a scripted life lacking any originality.
This is the reason why no one is questioning the pandemic, the pharmaceutical industry, the shots that never worked. They continue to trust the mommy-daddy system.
Their minds were trained from an early age to passively accept the priesthood of authority, namely the experts, churned out by the institutions. The education institutions, the medical establishment, the judicial system, the political establishment, and most of all the financial system of debt slavery.
As I sit and ponder these questions of how we became so enslaved, the nature of institutions and their rapacious predatory nature, these truths seep into my consciousness.
Being is how I learned to heal myself one baby step at a time. I was not outside of the system. However, there was this gnawing feeling in the background of my life always speaking from beyond the cage, the Matrix.
It was telling me something feels very wrong.
I listened and started to sit inside the questions, until the Universe started to reveal the nature of what I am. By no means am I healed or enlightened. I choose to sit with myself until that gnawing feeling reveals itself as the teacher, the breaker of chains, the force that shatters boxes.
It can never come from an external source. I choose to end my slavery. I choose to stop playing victim.
It does take courage to sit in discomfort, go inwards rather than out there and ask everyone else’s opinion.
