This is a continuation to Day 71: Writing Is Hard (Or Is It?)
~Picture of me writing out looooooong points with a frown on my face, jumping from one point to another.
~Picture of me writing out shooooort points with a frown on my face.
~Picture of me sitting at the computer, comparing myself to all the other Destonian's writings
~Picture of me sitting at my computer, writing out points that I am not integrating to the best of my ability.
~Picture of me looking at my writing with a frown on my face.
~Picture of me looking at my writing with a frown on my face, when I am finished for the day.
~Picture of me falling asleep in the middle of writing.
~Picture of me writing out looooooong points with a frown on my face, jumping from one point to another.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to believe that I MUST write out everything structured in a very looooooong structure to be able to be/become specific.
I forgive myself for accepting and myself to believe that I MUST write
out everything structured in a very loooooong structure to be able to
be/become specific, as an obligation - and thus within this would allow
writing out to be and become a duty/obligation that I MUST complete a
certain way, compromising/sabotaging/abusing myself in the process,
to be and become a duty/obligation - not seeing/realizing/understanding
that writing is for SELF - because I was too busy writing out from the
starting-point that it MUST be done in a way that is apparently matching
up to specificity, I have used/abused
specificity as a idea/belief, and thus would compromise/sabotage/abuse
myself in the process - as I now see, realize and understand how I've
allowed writing to be/become a duty/obligation - because I haven't
allowed myself to realize that writing is for SELF - as an anchor of
support to express myself, absolutely and specifically.
I forgive for accepting and allowing myself to write from the starting
point of obligation/duty, as "something I must do in a very non-tangible
way" - because I have allowed writing to be/become just another form of
limitation/enslavement, I have used to enclose myself to myself, and
thus would lose myself within and as writing from a starting-point of
being/becoming an obligation/duty - not seeing/realizing/understanding
that I am setting myself up for falling in this process of re-birthing
myself within and as this one life, and thus I am merely squandering a
perfect chance/opportunity to in fact write myself out - to in fact walk
my talk here in this one life - as I now see, realize and understand
how I've consulted writing as just another character - because I have
allowed writing to be/become a duty/obligation - to remain playing it
safe - instead - I take a deep breath - to give myself a moment to gift
myself the chance/opportunity to re-look at my starting-point of writing
to in fact be/become a door of opportunity - to un-MASK the characters
that I play-out when/as I am writing myself out, that which will
inevitably bring about change that is best for all life, that which is
also best for me.
I forgive myself for NOT accepting and allowing myself to REALize how
writing out looooong or shoooooort writings have nothing to do with
specificity, as specificity is realizing a point - and thus within this
expanding the realization to in fact get to the root of how I have
allowed writing to be/become something a chore/obligation, and thus I
would jump from one point to another - because I wasn't in actuality
writing myself out, as specificity doesn't imply the length - as I now
see, realize and understand that if that were the case than everyONE
would realize what an actual chance/opportunity it is to in fact write
in the first place - because for gazillions of years - writing has been a
chore/obligation, and thus we would write out empty words that are are
left by/through interpretation - to never in fact actually see what is
here, in that which is no longer seeing into the veil of the mind - to
create a platform of seeming within and as the body, NOT the mind,
creating a solution that is best for all, that which is best for all,
and thus within this would allow INTO-ME-SEE be/become a door of
opportunity, that which will allow ourselves to no longer remain blind.
I forgive for accepting and allowing myself to think, believe and
perceive that writing out loooooong points or short points makes a
difference on how I am actually expanding myself, including who I am
within and as specificity - because I have allowed writing to be/become
a ground of judgment to see myself as superior or inferior, and thus I
have squandered a perfect door of opportunity to equalize myself to in
fact integrate the words that I am writing out, one by one, no longer
limiting/enslaving myself, and thus would instead in fact learn to write
all over again - as I now see, realize and understand that I've
correlated writing within and as knowledge/information - to treat
writing like a chore/obligation - because I gave into what I was taught
throughout my life on what writing should/shouldn't be used for in the
first place - instead - I allow myself to in fact write myself to freedom, for real, in that which is tangible, that which will allow me to grow/develop/expand myself, in all ways possible.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to resist writing myself to freedom because I have judged
this point, including myself, as "something bigger than myself" - and
thus within this would allow a image of me writing out loooooong
points with a frown on my face, jumping from one point to another, to
exist within and as myself - as I now see, realize and understand how
I've correlated specificity in relation to writing out loooooong points -
because I have allowed writing myself out become self-sabotage - a
point which I have found self-judgment in, I have used to diminish me, I
have used as something to be/become inferior, and thus would define
myself as superior in regards to someone giving me positive feed back -
not seeing/realizing/understanding that the feed back that I give has
absolutely nothing to do within and as how I am actually
assisting/supporting myself, and thus I am merely pulling a huuuuuuge
polarity mind-fuck game to instead stop, take a deep breath - to create a
platform of writing, in that which is tangible - yet specific - to
create a solution that is best for all, that which is best for me.
I commit myself to when/as/if this thought as image of me writing out
loooooong points, jumping from one point to another -- I stop, I breathe
and I bring myself back HERE to in fact ensure that I no longer treat
writing as another characterization for me to never un-mask the
characters of who I am within and as writing - because I have treated
writing as a chore/obligation - to merely get gone - instead - I allow
myself myself to realize that writing is a door of opportunity to
realize who I am/have been - without the interference of the mind - but
simply gift myself the chance/opportunity to realize that writing is
here - to re-create myself that which is best for all life, that which
is also best for me.
I commit myself to when/as/if this thought as image of me writing out
looooong points, jumping from one point to another -- I stop, I breathe
and I bring myself back HERE to in fact ensure that specificity does not
mean/imply how long/short I am writing myself out - but simply the
starting-point to ALWAYS be SELF - because I have allowed myself to
treat writing as a chore/obligation, something to finish/complete to get
to the next task/assignment - I allow myself to realize that when/as/if
I am treating writing as another to in fact stop - because this is a
confirmation that I am not here as breath as self-expression - but
instead I am busy in my mind to get to the next quickie, that which
always involves being a slave/character to time,
so - I allow myself to simply get back to REALity to no longer squander
a chance/opportunity to expand myself, in all ways possible, for real
in fact.
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Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Day 58: STOP! In The Name Of LIFE
This is a continuation Day 57: Searching For Myself, Back Later. Leave a Msg
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to lie relentlessly, purposely/deliberately for myself to never actually realize/understand/investigate how/why I have done everything in my delusional power to find myself, wherein I wasn't "finding myself" because I knew the whole time that I am here/have always been here to the point that I would do everything in my power to veil/mold/shape myself by/through placing/projecting hope/faith that I will within and as the dimensions of my mind not see who I am/have become to not look within and as self-honesty to understand/investigate/realize that "who I am" doesn't need to be judged/diminished to the point that I experience/participate in guilt/shame for "who I am," wherein I am only further compounding/perpetuating/powering/fueling how/why I've done everything in my power to continuously self-create more characters/personalities to identity/separate/divide within and as myself to not get to the nitty gritty of actually walking this process/life in complete humbleness, because at the moment I am not/have been walking nothing for I've allowed myself to hide/suppress "who I am," by/through looking/searching/reach out for a ME/character/personality to not simply face myself, absolutely and specifically, because looking at everyone within and as this world/reality, we can say with an absolutely certainty that all we are/have become/have always been, was/is just another character/personality to make sure that we never face ourselves, I mean, our entire lives is completely ENTER-TAMED purposely/deliberately to never actually look/search/reach out within and as ourselves to actually understand/investigate/realize how we have limited/enslaved ourselves to ourselves/life/process/existence for absolutely nothing in the end, because our entire life/process was a race to what ME/character/personality would do their best to continuously win/compete to always look/search/reach out for the characters/personalities/Me's that seem to manage this world-system in apparent success to allow the game of survival to always continue for generations upon generations to allow the game of life to be/become nothing more and nothing less than the pursuit of happiness to find/search/reach out for the most effective Multiple Personality Disorder that will allow ourselves to always feel good about how much we did/didn't do to see ourselves within and as ourselves in complete self-honesty, I now see, realize and understand that life/process has/has always been a race/competition/game to gain/strive for the price//prize of what all of us should want/desire in ourselves lives to feel about ourselves at the end of the day, because this apparent success made up of various things/parts/aspects is just something outside myself that I have mind-projected about based on society's general values and definitions about what we should/shouldn't want/desire in our lives, and so we do everything in our power to live this idea/belief/assumption/perception about what life/process should/shouldn't be, within this if were not playing the game of gaining/striving for something that society wants/desires us to apparently be/become, then we will inevitably play against the ground of salt, sort of speak, and rebel against this world-system, in the end not actually solving anything in this world/reality, therefore, the game of playing out ME's/personalities/characters continues to happen.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to
purposely/deliberately search/find/reach out for
ME's/characters/personalities to make myself feel all giddy/happy to
cover up/suppress the complete regret/shame
I experience/participate in, it is always subtly there as I am playing
the same of life to be/become nothing more and nothing less a psychopath
with serious Multiple Personality issues to do absolutely everything in
my own delusional power to not continuously simply look at myself/this
world-reality within and as self-honesty to
understand/investigate/realize that in the end all what were doing/have
been doing is looking at the positive
to make ourselves feel giddy/happy about all what the
Me's/personalities/characters have done for us to have the special
prize/reward/price in the price of Life to in the end make up for what
we been doing/have been doing to ourselves/each other/this world-system
somehow be/become acceptable/excuseable/justifiable, and if were not
doing that were experiencing/participating in depression because were
actually I am/were actually reacting to the shame/regret to
place/project ourselves as this victim,
wherein were actually doing the exact same thing as those/us/myself in
complete giddiness/happiness to have morality in the end, to somehow
think/believe/perceive/assume that participating/experiencing in certain
reactions or doing certain physical actions in this world-system will
make a difference, within this we/ourselves/this world-system must
consider/take into consideration that our starting-point is the key to
actually creating a solution for this world and
reality/ourselves/existence to not continuously participate/experience
ourselves as someone that is apparently doing something to actually
be/become part of the solution, wherein the solution has bee/has always
been ourselves to no longer participate and experience ourselves as a
ME/character/personality to actually create a solution, because it is
the part of ourselves that we do everything in our power to
hide/suppress from has bee/has always been the key to be/become the change
we want to see within and as this world/ourselves/existence to no
longer play the game of competition and survival to gain/strive for a
reward, because all what were doing in the first place is
trying/attaining/attempting to place/project that the faith/hope into
the apparent reward/prize/price will allow ourselves to become a
redeemable reward/prize/price to not see the price of
life/ourselves/existence/this world/reality, Who really wins in the end?
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to think/believe/perceive/assume that all the apparent rewards/prizes/prices will make a difference for the price of life that is ourselves/each-other/existence/this world/reality, wherein there is no mercy in the end, because inevitably one person makes a choice/decision to play the game of ME's/personalities/characters and another child pays the price of the apparent reward/price/prize in the end to spend their lives wondering when someone will care, that someone will care enough to stand up within and as this world-system to allow ourselves/each-other/existence this world/reality an actual chance/opportunity to allow the nightmare that we call Life to not continuously relentlessly live/be alive for absolutely nothing in the end, because what do we actually strive for/gain from? Absolutely nothing, I now see, realize and understand that if we continue to play the game of Me's/personalities/characters, then Life will make us, not from a perspective of Life/us/ourselves/everything wanting/desiring to make us participate/experience guilt/shame, but to actually look at the moments/breaths/chances/opportunities that we lost in our lives, the moments that we subtly participated/experienced guilt/shame within and as ourselves, while playing this game for a prize/reward/price that was always in the name of Life/us/ourselves/everything, because in the moments/breaths/opportunities that were lost of participating/experiencing guilt/shame to what were currently are/have been/have always been living for was never actually a breath/chance/opportunity that we have taken/should've taken, no judgement needed, to actually in-fact stand up within and as ourselves to actually be/become a self-honest Earthling that didn't waste/wait/postpone for life to happen to apparently redeem ourselves from what prize/reward/price was give in/and always in the name of Life.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to lie relentlessly, purposely/deliberately for myself to never actually realize/understand/investigate how/why I have done everything in my delusional power to find myself, wherein I wasn't "finding myself" because I knew the whole time that I am here/have always been here to the point that I would do everything in my power to veil/mold/shape myself by/through placing/projecting hope/faith that I will within and as the dimensions of my mind not see who I am/have become to not look within and as self-honesty to understand/investigate/realize that "who I am" doesn't need to be judged/diminished to the point that I experience/participate in guilt/shame for "who I am," wherein I am only further compounding/perpetuating/powering/fueling how/why I've done everything in my power to continuously self-create more characters/personalities to identity/separate/divide within and as myself to not get to the nitty gritty of actually walking this process/life in complete humbleness, because at the moment I am not/have been walking nothing for I've allowed myself to hide/suppress "who I am," by/through looking/searching/reach out for a ME/character/personality to not simply face myself, absolutely and specifically, because looking at everyone within and as this world/reality, we can say with an absolutely certainty that all we are/have become/have always been, was/is just another character/personality to make sure that we never face ourselves, I mean, our entire lives is completely ENTER-TAMED purposely/deliberately to never actually look/search/reach out within and as ourselves to actually understand/investigate/realize how we have limited/enslaved ourselves to ourselves/life/process/existence for absolutely nothing in the end, because our entire life/process was a race to what ME/character/personality would do their best to continuously win/compete to always look/search/reach out for the characters/personalities/Me's that seem to manage this world-system in apparent success to allow the game of survival to always continue for generations upon generations to allow the game of life to be/become nothing more and nothing less than the pursuit of happiness to find/search/reach out for the most effective Multiple Personality Disorder that will allow ourselves to always feel good about how much we did/didn't do to see ourselves within and as ourselves in complete self-honesty, I now see, realize and understand that life/process has/has always been a race/competition/game to gain/strive for the price//prize of what all of us should want/desire in ourselves lives to feel about ourselves at the end of the day, because this apparent success made up of various things/parts/aspects is just something outside myself that I have mind-projected about based on society's general values and definitions about what we should/shouldn't want/desire in our lives, and so we do everything in our power to live this idea/belief/assumption/perception about what life/process should/shouldn't be, within this if were not playing the game of gaining/striving for something that society wants/desires us to apparently be/become, then we will inevitably play against the ground of salt, sort of speak, and rebel against this world-system, in the end not actually solving anything in this world/reality, therefore, the game of playing out ME's/personalities/characters continues to happen.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to think/believe/perceive/assume that all the apparent rewards/prizes/prices will make a difference for the price of life that is ourselves/each-other/existence/this world/reality, wherein there is no mercy in the end, because inevitably one person makes a choice/decision to play the game of ME's/personalities/characters and another child pays the price of the apparent reward/price/prize in the end to spend their lives wondering when someone will care, that someone will care enough to stand up within and as this world-system to allow ourselves/each-other/existence this world/reality an actual chance/opportunity to allow the nightmare that we call Life to not continuously relentlessly live/be alive for absolutely nothing in the end, because what do we actually strive for/gain from? Absolutely nothing, I now see, realize and understand that if we continue to play the game of Me's/personalities/characters, then Life will make us, not from a perspective of Life/us/ourselves/everything wanting/desiring to make us participate/experience guilt/shame, but to actually look at the moments/breaths/chances/opportunities that we lost in our lives, the moments that we subtly participated/experienced guilt/shame within and as ourselves, while playing this game for a prize/reward/price that was always in the name of Life/us/ourselves/everything, because in the moments/breaths/opportunities that were lost of participating/experiencing guilt/shame to what were currently are/have been/have always been living for was never actually a breath/chance/opportunity that we have taken/should've taken, no judgement needed, to actually in-fact stand up within and as ourselves to actually be/become a self-honest Earthling that didn't waste/wait/postpone for life to happen to apparently redeem ourselves from what prize/reward/price was give in/and always in the name of Life.
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