the dying system- part 3

In order to see many had to 'open'....seduced were many by tales of hallucinogenic drugs, of l.s.d with their plethora of strange sounding names..'purple oms'..'m.b.s.'(mind,body,soul),'green oms', 'strawberries'..'microdots'...a strange new mind altering world...The thing is everything that led to these 'gateways' seemed cool,seemed far out , different...maybe the ultimate rebellion...something to really remove ourselves from a system which seemed to make people unhappy..strong weeds abounded,skunks with names suggestive of powerful peak experiences...I am not downplaying the 60's experiences here, but this was the 1990's, and the youth were dabbling and tripping out in droves...what often happened was that for many,that swallowed microdot taken in a dark field with strobes and lasers and repetitive beats as a backdrop for the opening mind was nothing short of an initiation...a tribal awakening...which changed the taker forever...Each person thus initiated became a future initiator of others...the eyes seemed to be the portal..strange greens,bright blues,hazel greys..the eyes awakened oft are vivid, colourful, something different from the caged, recycled air dwelling ones still within the boxes. Once opened, forever changed! There is a large section of people in the current reality that will abhor these words, linking together the words drug taker with a whole host of criminal and lowlife type thoughtforms..condemning the experimentors instantly with judgemental attitudes...but this is part of what happened/is happening.Drugs had a part in this..not for all, and not the only way either, but they are part of the equation for many, so judgements aside, let this be seen as just a part of what some people used/experienced as they opened up, to the new realities. Picture a child of the 70's/80's whose parents had beatles records in their collection, who talked of john, paul, george and ringo in fond familiar terms...these people loomed large in the minds of many...it didn't take long to discover the beatles LSD use, to see the psychedelic artworks, to hear the strange songs from their hippy years...woodstock fired our imaginations too..the whole peace and love thing really affected many of us..we wanted some of that too...it seemed simple, the message was simple...drop out..turn on tune in, drop out...oh yeah, we wanted a bit of that too, we wanted long hair and funky clothes, free love and psychedelic fun, and for the more serious amongst us, we wanted peak experiences and awakenings, we wanted mystical insights and deep connections to things that mattered to us..many felt we wanted to pick up the torch lit by the hippies in the 60's blow on it to make it shine brighter, and carry this torch through and into our own flowering times...we could see the system had survived, obviously not enough had dropped out the first time around...so we were here to swell those numbers...so many dived right in, with the burning passiona nd belief of youth...into te psychedelic cauldron!

the dying system..part 2

slowly the matrix settled......but some had avoided being caught...for some had their wires attached to something greater, something that binded systems together the universe over...the love impulse, the freedom impulse....at first the matrix seemed scary, something to almost fear, an alien concept that had taken root and sucked in so many.....but over time it seemed to these cosmic wanderers that the matrix was just like any other stargate...a sort of mandala, a maze, where the sons of adam had been gathered to graze on illusions...just another stargate...but one which they purely for rescue these days, or curiosity..or to search the robot scrapyards looking for a lost friend, or a bit of data they could maybe utilise...but these were the dark days..the days of perimeter fences with guards, drones,lasers...now the fence has many holes , and empty corridors containing any remaining droids moving only to use up the rest of their incredibly long battery life. Of course i am writing here of the mythlands, of the bits inbetween, where the weavings take place...this will mean nothing to many, seem to be ramblings to others, simple story telling to some...but recognised by souls that have seen these places too...who know of wires...of hospital ships in distant constellations...of humans that became droids that became humans again...sometimes only by the miraculous survival of some spark, that lived unseen through the xrays and other unnameable rays and forces, learned to hide itself when needed to...chameleons of future prisons...waiting, hoping...just about remembering...

this dying system...part one...

2012 hasarrived, the year on the lips and in the minds of so many of the humans on planet earth and seems to have created more of an interest since the millenium itself .....well, the millenium came and went, and in fact seems tame now, almost olde worlde...a sort of mental starting block as it were, leading to where we are now.Leading up to the millenium we had pre millenial tension as it was called.Alien visions filtered through the collective consciousness, fuelled by the wave of interest in the x-files during the 1990's and of the sweeping craze of electronic trance music, turning millions into cyber shamans as the repetitive beats moved through our worlds.But, as i said, the millenium dawned, and things didn't seem to shift much, the dawning of the age of aquarius seemed a bit of a let down, the millenium bug failed to materialise and wipe out the computer networks...things seemed to return to normal, well the sort of normal we had got used to here on disconnected spaceship earth....as we bustled and jostled in a system divorced from nature . with our wires trailing in thew cosmic winds many felt lost,perceiving life being lived somewhat artificially, as if reality lay behind some sort of darkened cling film.People lived out within their tortured wanderings and excursions into what they hoped for was a freedom of sorts.The matrix seemed real.While observing a festival field alive with dancers in the early 1990's i witnessed some sort of union, humans connected in some sort of shared dancevision, like bees around a hive, or birds in flight in a giant flock...i had been lucky, i had seen and felt these wonderous moments, i had witnessed and shared the depths of my ecstatic pupils round firelight under starry skies...but i knew, in these millenial times, that many had not after all...The matrix seemed real. Many though were like me, they had seen, and they had not forgotten, as if the illumination of those heady days had forged or shaped spirit in such a way that they would somehow survive the days when the gates closed, either remaining outside, far, far away, or learning how to operate inside and out, like secret agents..many had discovered ancient stargates birthed through awakenings from nature, from the old myths, from things that had lived before the matrix. The matrix? what was it, what is it? well somehow it tied in with corporate reality, which, like an invading army or doctrine in the past, seemed to emerge and grow very quickly, like an errant dna altered superweed..our towns and cities fell one by one...business parks with darkened windows and manicured lawns, often sat beside wild little woods which seemed like two worlds were now living side by side...these were small hubs in small towns and cities...their motherships were in the true metropolis, the super cities, the capitals..but each one was very similar, business models, behaviour models , a sort of humdrum but super sharp entire way of life. the office demanded conformity, it bred a type of shallow , uniform way of existance...professionalism, tidyness, organisation,taboo subjects of speech or attitude,it boxed people in..it was polished and enhanced by guru types, by hypnotherapists, by psychology professors, a reality was born, and this was spread like the germ it was throughout society, via the media. They wanted us to be human resources, and thats what many became....many endured the constricting way of life, thinking of the money, being seduced by the promise of the bigger car, the better house, but they were trading their spirits for this numbing existance...the wounds from living an unreal life were fed with more illusion, and hopefully, with, more money! Money, what it was all about.The corporate giants may pay lip service to nature and charity once in a while to appear to be doing the right thing but it is about money, and power and ......well...that is it..money and power. Governments are simply part of the racket.In the pockets of far more powerful corporations, like the oil sector, or the financial sector.

become YOU

whilst walking out the other night to absorb the powerful rays of the moon into my psyche i passed many houses on my way...in each house the flickering lights of television screens held the houses occupants in the passive state which overcomes so many in the evening hours out here in the west...on i walked, breathing in deeply of the air, the oxygen....feeling alive! i was soon in a field, alone of course,not many round here share my interest in nature at night! lol! mmmmmmm, peace, breathing easy, deeply....simpl being alive....these days, if i ever watch tv, which is rare indeed, i feel its imagery often draining, as if it is filling me upo with opinions and ideas i do not need in my psyche...bombarded are we...in the cities and towns, by advertising everywhere we go, by noise, alertness, humans in the rapid to-ing and fro-ing of errands, all moving to the clock...time, time time...except the wino over there..(but thats a different story)..when do we get a chance to become OURSELVES, feel our glory, our depths and connections ...well, we have to make the space for these things, we have to search, and notice, and ALLOW, bye for now, i/m off to te fields:)

mental storms

the terrain of the inner as we move through these transformative times is a place of amazement! as the old structures shift and break up we, (as the fragments),move through space time and dance where we vibrate the best....we can be born anew in the blink of an eye...we are awake in degrees, a lot goes on under our radar, i guess it has to for it would be difficult to operate in this 3d world if we were fully open i guess....we are shapes changing as we move, if we are heart centred we will be re-configuring in sacred geometrical patterns and will be feeling increasingly good as we come into contact with others vibrating along similar lines....but storms pass, twisters, tornados...small 'whipped up' forms born of panic and misplaced emotion...we are learning to grow stronger yet more flexible, to allow errant structures to pass thru our lighter vibrations causing less and less damage...our cellular dance beats more naturally, more in tune, it is getting easier for many, ah, the relief, the trust, feels good after being part of the old machine, albeit unwillingly, for long, long time...freedom is near us all.....can u feel it too?

the new love template

lets not beat about the bush here.....the system as we know it is on the way out..the leaders have either been blinded for long time of fundamental laws of reality or been slaves of processes that they had only minimum control of...(the runaway train)..it is splitting, dissolving,cracking...there is panic being beamed out of tv media central...panic, gloom, and above all a massive impotence as they feel the ship enter the depths.....ahh, the depths...what do we mean by this phrase..the crucible, the flux, the shifting, the bits between...anyone with sense will have noticed a long time ago changes coming , they will have felt it, been shown it, noticed hints, warnings, patterns and the like...i am on twitter for examole, under the name worldtreeman, and i have a wide circle of 'human stars' that are sharing this moment in time with me...it is wonderful...feel the excitement, if u have not done already, then suspend the lines incoming from media news central as they panic about the euro, about the yen, the dollar, about the debt, the loans STOP! its going, its had it, and this is ultimately good for people and planet...well it can be anyway...now, more than ever we have to support, give light, understand, reach out and inspire each other...lets be in this for real, its amazing...its the NEW LOVE TEMPLATE!! and it deserves celebration!

lovin the shadows

here we are....humans on our earthwalk, walking the visions,talking the talk, doing this, and that, experimenting, learning,all the many things we do...latel i have been thinking of the many parts of being human that make us 'real' and 'whole'...ok, i acknowledge that many people are unconcerned with 'wholeness' and thats fine, each is on their own unique path here...and no one should be 'made' to do anything....but to those that are, then to be 'whole' means endeavouring to embrace the whole of the self...the light bits and those other bits, the darkness and the shadows...i remeber many years ago having a conversation with a girlfriend and she said..'accept your dark side and you will be happy'...at the time i thought how glib that sounded. i was sitting there, suffused in a cosmic swirl of odd forces tr ng to find expression and she was saying in an almost throwaway fashion , as if it was easy...of course, it wasn't easy!! my blocks had been FEAR..oh yes, a BIG fear born of a sensitive turn of the spirit that suddenl found itself inside an opened door that was like a horror film...i demonised the dark..kept it away with crucifixes and the like until it grew darker and more twisted,,and more ANGRY!!! an encounter with a shaman started the path to acceptance. and ten years later, after engaging with the forms and forces in the meltwaters of the defrosted ice worlds within (courtesy of the shamans work), i have done a lot of work...i now see some things i didn't before..if we don't accept, then we project..hence the saddams, the gaddafis etc of this world are held up and everyone pours forth their fears and hatreds on them...i have got to the point now that if i see a person who is held up in this way then it is them that needs vast amounts of healing sent their way...after all, if we are a collective, then some will don the mask that is required by the collective and some will wear the evil masks and keep on doing this until we are more whole as a species..i believe energy is free flowing but comes across blocks and gets warped and twisted, personalities can then grow in this 'kink', until the kink is sorted out.many parts of our society today have these 'kinks' and warps, and it is here that we have the work to do...some do a lot of work of this nature,i believe if one can, then one should, well at least light a candle now and then and get to the centre point and send some of the 'basking love vibes' to where it is needed ...FEAR is the thing we need to grow through...send it LOVE...LOVE and more LOVE.....