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Born Blind And Mute

May 31, 2018

Blind, not as in visually impaired

Nor incapable, just unawares

Born helpless and defenseless

Dependent hungry and thirsty

A blank slate, an empty vessel

Absorbent like a bone dry sponge

Innately curious with wonderment

Survival skills egregiously missing

Leaving earthlings evolutionary pull

In the hands of parents or caretakers

Fantastic, the blind leading the blind

Whose predecessor’s abilities were

Chancy at best, if existent at all

Unbelievable, look at the mess we’re in

At least if you were to watch the news

Where would we be without TV?

Quick back to the premise ‘fore I get lost

The primary way you see the world

Oddly enough, is how you were taught

Established by your surroundings

After crying will usually get you fed

Emanating foul odors to get you changed

Start off with language to communicate

The one used based on geography which

Is rarely consistent or universally known

Ma ma da da love you so much baby

Primary colors, objects, cat, dog and sky

Turns words into inquiry of that someone

That you are soul and solely dependant

One that is keeping you alive and “safe”

Failing immediately initial truth research

Like the FBI not asking the questions

They don’t already know the answers to

How did I get here? The stork brought you

Internal dialogue, lying %other#uckers

This is not a good foot to start off on

Do they not know, was most recently

In the spirit realm, where truth resides

“The opposite of profound truth is

another profound truth”  – Niels Bohr 

That stork story is not one of them

However, it protects the parents from

Facing a reality of unconsciousness for

Not using an egg blocker or seed stopper

Or being abyssally aware their millennial

Responsibility of subsequent generations

Being afraid of a truth easily explainable

In terms already understood before they

Made the trip having *picked their parents

Which would offer countenance that they

Are not just here to be a replaceable cog

In the machine of birth, death and repeat

From a more enlightened dimension that

Is opening the flood gate of souls to

This planet that is exponentially reaching

Critical mass that the newcomers may

Teach us how to get in touch with divinity

Bridge the gap between the two worlds

“The wizards have landed

With plans for a perfect world.

A new beginning

For all you boys and girls. 

 

They bring with them

The wisdom of the ages

Directly from the lips

Of the sages

 

You may think you’ve heard

This information before

Prepare to open up

A brand new door.”

– Bill Hicks

Making a heaven on earth since so far

We are only in touch with deceptive ego

That declares we are not worthy unless

We consume, store, use, trade and waste

Materials of which are only made up of

Either waves and or particles determined

By where or whence they’re observed

It seems as though, at least for a little

While, these fresh incarnates traversed

Into this reality w/ incalculable knowledge

And, instead of taking that insight that we

Once knew, we had, when we had arrived

The dominant archetype takes hold

To instruct, stifle and bestow upon them

The ignorance we’ve been accustomed

Fear, conformity, manipulation and greed

Racism, sexism, covetousness, and lies

If not directly, then osmosis and innuendo

The proof is in the pudding, usually the

Chocolate or vanilla, that the toddler is

More than happy to share reciprocally

With their feeder regardless of color

Gender, height, width, race, ideologies

Stature, wealth or appearance deficits

Parents, like governments, governments

Like parents have no culpability of deceit

As simple, mechanical or complex robots

Children do as they’re programmed to do

“See” what they have been taught to see

“Speak” the way they’ve learned to speak

“Believe” in what has been indoctrinated

“Behave” monkey see monkey do adage

“Hear” narratives that ignores alternatives

Simply because it is easier to go along to

Get along, than to make a paradigm shift

Not sure why methinks humanity has that

Capacity, but JL’s Imagine is worth a try

“John Lennon”  “Imagine”

Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today…. Aha-ah…

Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion, too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace… You…

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world… You…

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will live as one

 

* “Life before life” By Helen Wambach

A study where subjects, through hypnosis transgressed back to before they were born, to describe a conscious decision to “pick” their parents.

Kind of takes the “my life sucks, cause of what my parents did to me” argument off the table.  You picked ’em.  Oopsie!

 

 

 

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