By American Kabuki
There's an old joke about the Lone Ranger.
The Lone Ranger and Tonto find themselves after a long exhausting horse ride staring up at canyon walls filled with hostile Apache warriors. The Lone Ranger sensing the impending doom, turns to Tonto, his faithful Indian scout, and says "What do WE do now Tonto?" Tonto slowly turns towards to the Lone Ranger, thinks of his Indian brothers and says "What do you mean WE, kemosabe?"
The joke is funny, because it speaks to us of the shifting nature of allegiances in the game of duality. Who's on first as Abbott and Costello posed the question... It can get quite confusing trying to keep track of it all. And nobody trusts anyone. And it gets worse the more money and power is involved.
Is the person who gives me a great scoop working in my interest, or giving me a short rope of disinformation to hang myself? If you dwell on such ideas for long that's the sure road to paranoia.
Why does one blogger insist I must be the enemy of another if I am to be their friend? One accused me a belonging to the cabal simply because I choose not judge another's motives. And the same people they wanted me to judge, judge another yet another blogger who's given me some of the most accurate information yet. Why does everyone want me to put conditions on who I love? Love doesn't require that someone else qualify for it. Love poses no preconditions.
We like to think of the ego as self-preservation of the body - but that's only because the ego needs the body to survive - the ego does not carry forward past this life. There is no need for ego in Oneness. There is only the One. There are situations the ego will gladly sacrifice the body and the soul. It is the force driving the cabal to go down in unrepentant flames. Asians have been long known to commit suicide to "save face". Just another term for saving the ego. We've heard of the horrible "honor killings" in Pakistan, Afghanistan and India by fathers who daughters had been raped through no fault of their own. And where was the father's love in all this? On his ego not his daughter. And of course we've got our own rich western history of Wall Street bankers and industrialists who commit suicide when their ego based empires come crashing down and the cabal who kill those who tell the truth.
Every great horror on this planet has come from loving abstractions of reality over loving people.
My dad was the most honest man I ever met, except when it came time to being honest about himself. I never ever heard my father admit to making a mistake. It was unthinkable to him for him to let anyone see his flaws. Especially his son. Yet what he didn't realize is I wasn't looking for a perfect father, I was looking for HIM. I still wonder if I ever really knew the man inside. I remember very early on thinking that this quirk of my father, was itself a flaw. Children analyse their parents quite well. And the love them unconditionally.
I didn't grow up in the plains of Eastern Montana during the Cabal induced 1930s Great Depression. I didn't grow up in the age when the idea of human management was to scream and shout the loudest at those below you. And oh did those men know how to shout! I didn't grow up on a cattle ranch herding cows and whistling and shouting to get the cows in the barn before the blizzard hit. I wasn't in the military shouting profane streams of insults as a drill sergeant to boys fresh off the farm desperately trying to give them enough training to keep them from getting their heads blown off by German Nazi soldiers. That was my father's life.
Yet I've always thought, how could a person ever self-correct their path in life if they could never admit they made a wrong turn? Its the mind trap of the Ego. Its enslavement.
If you read the book by Niccolò Machiavelli, The Prince, there's one central theme that comes out and every politician, power broker and religionist since has practiced. Never apologize. They will obfuscate, misdirect, counter accuse, but never apologize. Sad really. Politics is the game of literalizing metaphor and hanging people by twisting intent of their words. So perhaps my father, having grown up in such a dark time was just cautious. But he didn't need to be that way with me. I loved him and adored him. And love doesn't need Machiavelli to tell it what is right and how it should look to others. It just is.
I once thought of myself as a Christian. I still follow the teachings of Jesus - they are beautiful teachings! But I think it'd be misleading to call myself a Christian in the restrictive sense most American Protestantism define that word - so I won't. Not even Jesus would fit that definition. The man who ate with tax bounty hunters, debt collectors and whores and saw them as ONE with himself. He was not afraid of the world. But what did they see? What was it about this man that so affected lives and continues to affect lives? They saw love unrestricted by duality of them vs us! It isn't love that keeps people in negative forms of behavior, its judgment. People often judge themselves even more harshly than those around them do. So harshly they think they are not even worthy of rising above it all, to let their divine spark shine for what it is.
In church we'd speak of those condescending tones of those "in the grip of Satan". We'd speak of those who were not converted or had not yet accepted Jesus as their personal savior, as being "unsaved" or "unconverted" outsiders. The other. The world. And those we really didn't like were possessed by the devil or his demons. A simplistic worldview that gives far too much credit to some renegade 4th dimensional ETs who have commandeered our solar system for 6,000 years.
I can't help but see parallels in the mindsets of some lightworkers. In some of the dogmatic points that some light workers hold, whether its in their beliefs, the proclamations of their seers. Is one politician of the light or not? "Is that blogger working for the cabal?" How each and everyone fits into this story only time will tell. Maybe not even the angels know? This play is not yet over. But it is the greatest show on earth.
Is it any wonder western religions don't believe the world predated those they both fear and worship from mesopotamian legends? And nobody in these mindsets, realizes that their deity and devil is one in the same a force that has been hiding for eons in a synthetic reality trying to flee from divine love field of the Creator Source. The Source who lives in all creation, even those who deny it, and patiently beckons all to return to TRUE REALITY. The world is a fractal prodigal son. The Creator waits to fold the fractal back into his never ending love.
The truth is NONE OF US has the complete truth or insight into what is taking place on earth. The best we can do is piece together bit by bit and listen to what resonates with our soul at this time. We are here to learn love of the other even when the other is "not worthy". And what resonates with us on our journey may change as we learn more what fits and works and what does not. I was astounded last night to read a blog post on one of the earliest blogs I ever read, to see how far the person who runs it has come. And I applaud her! The light is getting in! We are learning to discern from the heart for that's our connection to the divine.
“Care about what other people think
and you will always be their prisoner.”
― Lao Tzu