Anger

Anger arises when the world isn't running
the way I think it should run.
I've placed importance on groups of ideas.
Importance is the amount of energy I've
imported into those ideas.

I can become so identified with these ideas
that when the 'external' world
doesn't harmonise with them,
then the energy I've imported into
these ideas becomes very agitated.

Forgiveness is a teaching given
by a chap 2000 years ago,
and although in my lifetime there hasn't been
a lot of evidence that it has been embraced,
there have been outstanding individuals
who have exhibited it remarkably.

Nelson Mandela wrote:
"Cowards die many times before their deaths,
The valiant never taste of death but once."

When, instead of identifying with the ideas,
I identify with the space between them,
I see them as simply forms in the mind,
and when I see them as such,
I can refuse to feed them with energy.
Anger is love deprived of its object.
Can I love ideas so much that I lose
myself in them? Only if I will to do so.

dogma

For a time a few years ago I joined a forum

that discussed creationism as opposed to evolution.

I don't see the two as being mutually exclusive.

Call it a feeling, an instinct, whatever.

A feeling of rejection arises in me when

 materialists chop the world into little particles

and refuse to accept that there must be an underlying unity.

Similarly, I reject someone so entrenched in their 

holier-than-thou religion that they deny individual values.

The first feeling warns me against materialist scientists.

The other warns me against the dogma of religionists.

dance with joy

You are the life source,
the field of energy in which
the body has been created.

This body has a mind.
The mind is a mental space.
In this space it counts and evaluates experiences.
The mind lays great importance on certain ideas.

Joy is the affirmation of life.
Joy lets go of what the mind thinks is important,

and dances.

Addressing a problem

When St. Bruno was set alight at the stake,

if he did so for his truth's sake,

he must have felt strongly about it.

What he said was

"The nature of god is a circle,

whose centre is everywhere

and whose circumference is nowhere."

When you consider yourself to be

a focus, a whirl, a modality of

the continuum in which you have your being,

you can being to realise that what is everywhere

is also inside you, you as its modality.

If you have a problematic situation,

all you have to do is invoke

that which is proper to the situation.

Gather together all the forces of your mind:

forces of who you think you are,

who you feel you are

and who you truly are, and say:

"Let that which is appropriate to the true solution

of this problem present itself in my mind."

Don't think about what might happen ... that's fear.

Just accept that something will be

presented in your mind

which is a true solution to that problem.

And just listen to it.

Love

XXX

What is god?

Whilst growing up I was subjected to the influence of the Catholic Church. I remember being told that God was a fearsome old man with a white beard, up in the clouds, and he's always watching me. Later on I watched films like Jason and the Argonauts where the gods were portrayed as using people like playthings for bets and other selfish purposes.

Since that time man has been above the clouds, travelled as far as the moon and back, sent exploratory vehicles to distant planets, blown up the 'man in the clouds' scenario, and released the power of the atom. It's no wonder that there are now so many atheists when people have been spoon-fed childish pap ever since Christianity was robbed of its power, and usurped by Constantine to save the crumbling Roman Empire.

Is it any wonder that that Friedrich Nietzsche, son of a Lutheran pastor, disillusioned with the whole system, wrote: "God is dead," and went on to write about the superman?

We're left with the question: if God isn't one of these forms, what is God?

Jesus wasn't the first to say what he said. Lao Tzu had said many of the same things before him, as did Hillel.       

If we are to believe the words of the New Testament, Jesus said "God is spirit".

What is spirit? The Latin 'spiritus' is defined as 'breath', the animating principle, that which powers all life forms. He also said, "The kingdom of heaven is within," and, "Is it not written 'ye are gods'?" These sayings of his are studiously ignored by state churches, for it would take away their hold and put power into the hands of the individual.  

With the detonation of the atom bomb comes proof that the atom itself [a-tom = uncuttable] is a misnomer. They are cuttable, and when they are broken open, there is released a tremendous amount of energy, of erstwhile encapsulated power. This same power resides in every atom of our being, and is the cause of all that we see, feel and do.

Modern-day materialist science teaches that intelligence is an evolute, a coming together of a tremendous number of events which produce a brain, from which springs intelligence.

What we can say is that intelligence lies in potential in the infinite field of power in which we live, and move, and have our being. In the New Testament, this enlightening intelligence is simply called, 'the Light', and we see it operating in every living creature.

Although we might see vapour issuing forth when we breathe out on a winter's day, we can't see the power which produces the breath.

We can't see magnetism, but we know it exists.

We can't see intelligence, but we can infer it from the observation of its effects.

We can't see power but we can observe its effect.

The Absolute Power of the philosophers, the continuum of the scientist, the godhead of religious peoples are different names for the same fundamental power. Whereas the philosopher and the person of religious persuasion might say the underlying continuum is the source of intelligence, the gross material scientist would differ and say it most definitely is not.

song to a deserted woman

Song for a deserted mother.

The said your [G] kid would care for you

When you [Bm]bore his child

And your [Am]man walked away,

Left you [C]labouring, [G]defiled

You can destroy yourself

Or chase any subtle dream

Find the meaning of wealth

As you course down your stream

***Chorus***

[Am]There's nothing, nothing you can't [C]do

[G]When you [F]crash through the [C]limits

[Am]They've imposed on [C]you.

When you [F]said 'I can't', you [C]know it's not [G]true.

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Tame your wild appetite

Your devouring fire

Let me show you the way

To take you higher and higher.

You're a goddess on earth

I'm a friend to guide your power

Here now I humbly offer

The [F]structure of my tower.

JB

8th January 2017

We are starlight

"We are starlight, we are golden"  ... goes the old song.

 "We are such stuff as dreams are made on", says Hamlet.

We owe our being to starlight.

Our bodies are constructed of compacted star substance.

The earth into which this substance which has coalesced 

is of the heavier elements produced by a previous sun's activity.

It is now energised in three aspects by our closest star,

the aspects of heat, light and chemicalisation.

Without the sun's incandescence 

the earth would be a 'lifeless' lump of 

cold matter spinning its way through space.

Being well aware of this, it is 

no wonder that earlier civilisations 

were sun worshippers.

A Lymphome story

I'm posting this for anyone who's going through the turmoil of the first diagnosis. Relationships are the most difficult issues to deal with.

I was diagnosed with stage 4 non-Hodgkins In December 2015. In the consultation prior to the R-CHOP 'therapy' I asked my oncologist if it would be OK to take other supplements during the period of chemo. I listed the ingredients of Essiac tea, bromelaine, snow fungus and a few others.

'Herbs," he said, disbelievingly, "you don't believe they actually work, do you?" The McMillan nurse in the same room pulled him up on this comment, no doubt commiserating with my lack of education, and feeling that anything that would engender some kind of hopeful positivity was to be encouraged.

He later came back with a 'no' to virtually every one of them. In my simplicity I'd kind of imagined that they had a chemistry lab somewhere with reliable data to give definitive analyses.

When the exotic liquid was injected into my cerebro-spinal fluid it produced a dramatic hearing loss, I told my wife I wouldn't be having any more. She didn't speak to me for 3 days. After which I told her it was my choice, and I'd be doing it my way, with or without her support. I'd been watching a lot of stuff on YouTube, and she'd dismissed them out of hand as being American quackery. Now she was fearful that I'd be putting myself in an early grave, but nevertheless she fearfully accompanied me on my journey.

The McMillan nurse told me, "Sure, you'll be able to go for runs and carry on working". The first session had been a living nightmare; from day two to day seven I might have slept three or four hours in total. I have every sympathy for anyone who's experienced chemo of any type. When you can believe only half of what you're told, and you don't know which half, it's a real conundrum.

I've turned my back on any medicine that's laboratory synthesized to treat body chemistry.

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As an aside, supplementary drugs were issued to deal with R-CHOP toxicity,
Prednisolone: A corticosteroid prescribed in case of mood swings, because the natural steroids in the body have been killed off.
Ondansetron: To reduce the possibility of nausea and vomiting, the body's natural reaction in which it attempts to eliminate chemical toxins.
Aciclovir: Antiviral drug. The body is helpless in the face of any opportunist virus.
Allopurinol: For the prevention of kidney stones. The kidneys have been sorely attacked as they filter the toxic chemo in the blood prior to urine elimination.
Omeprazole: To prevent acid reflux. Stomach function has been severely compromised, and the one and a half kilos of beneficial microbes in the gut, the human biome, have been more or less totally killed off.
Co-trimoxazole: A drug to prevent bacteria having a field day. You are cautioned not to eat any fruit or vegetables without first peeling them. Biting into the skin of a delicious Granny Smith is strictly off-limits.

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Four weeks after the first injection, and prior to my next bout of chemo (out of a planned course of seven, the last two being extra-strength, followed by radiotherapy), I told the oncologist that I'd lost some hearing and wouldn't be having any more. He said, "Oh, dear, John, we'll make an appointment with the hearing specialist." Why, when it's obviously the effect of chemo? He offered alternative doses and even leaving the offending item out.

I tactfully declined, always maintaining a friendly rapport with him. He said, "But John, think of your family!" I said, "But I am." The McMillan nurse almost audibly gasped, "But John, we're not offering you a palliative here, we're offering you a cure!" But if this is what happens after just one bout of chemo, and it's not even mentioned in the side-effects list, what of peripheral neuropathy, kidney failure and the innumerable other effects of the chemo?

10 weeks later a scan showed all clear.
The oncologist said, "Must have been the chemo that did it."
Then why bring the pressure on to make me take more chemo?

I reckon that inhibiting toxicity and supplying the body with the nutrition it needs, living on juicing, the oil, the Essiac tea, the bromelaine, vitamin C and many other ingredients were the real objects of thanks. And I'm sure that for me, practicing forgiveness played a great part too, because all that ill feeling can be as toxic as anything else.

I'm free of all medication now.
And strangely the organic restricted vegan diet,
(deprived of man-made chemicals, sugar, wheat and alcohol)
much of it raw, is no longer a hardship,
in fact it's delicious and I can feel
it's beneficial effects coursing through the body.
Imagination? Maybe, but I believe imagination is very powerful.

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Remember Rudyard Kipling's,
"If you can keep your head
when all around you are losing theirs
and blaming it on you ..."

The pressure's on, and from many unexpected directions.
Family, friends, medics and all your education
points you towards chemo.

The big question is,
when you lose faith in science,
what else can you lean on?

There's an inner wisdom that fights against
the imposition of others from outside.

What I've done may sound as if it's OK for me, as if I knew what I was doing, as if I was certain that my course of action would solve the problem. Not so. The only thing I was really sure of was that the insanity of chemo was not the way for me.

Being zoned out on oil for ten weeks helped, but was interfering with our marriage (my wife had had enough of that in the past), so after the all-clear I gave the oil up and concentrated purely on a diet of nutrition and forgiveness.

Everything that happens has a purpose. If my wife had not been so adamant about me having that first dose of chemo, and I had not felt the results, I'm certain that my resolve would not have been as great. I harbour no resentment for this, nor for any acts by other people (that I can think of). And it's probably the only time that she has ever admitted to me, "I was wrong".

The whole episode might have been worth it, just for that ;)

To celebrate two years' detox, during December I've had a couple of bottles of red wine.

Be well, be happy, and I wish you
the best of health in both the coming
and in all following new years.
Love,
John
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