IN OUR OWN AMBITIONS

Our human existence, as we have been sold, is a process of self-discovery in a world of never-ending experiences. In order to accomplish such tasks, we have developed into a being, acting out our multi fascinated existence as a double-edged human sword to remain breathing. A perfect example of this is when one is being beaten by the one you love; one does not recognize the fact one is being bashed. It is the open innocence that came and still exists and remains to this day within our programmed state of human beingness.

Experiences are never part of one's identity

Stop The Assumption

In this new advanced world of stress, anxiety, and trauma, our daily needs are being propagandized by all the friendlies. Now that we have become the open turkey season for their sake, for their monetization. The new greenwashing market slogans designed for the helpers are sustainably dumped onto the helpless.

Prejudice is not; it has never been confined to colour or culture. If a "thing" does exist in the mindset of an individual or organization, that "thing" also resides and directs the path one walks in all actions and ideals. Oftentimes, they are even hidden from those we profess to love the most.

We, the people, for whatever reason, have given over our understanding and meaning to the actives we commit to, from the perspectives loosely thrown about as compassion. It appears some official mandate/being of sorts has laid down a new concept, and the world has eagerly jumped on and followed. Thanks to these fear-driven new concepts, compassion no longer contains the qualities given over to one's reciprocal relationships with another or with this natural world. Both are part of our personalized foundation, which we all stand/live upon. Alas, you were too busy to send yourself the memo. That's ok, have another coffee.

Humans now mostly function for their incoming rewards and constant fear of disassociation. It's an idea chosen from any number of false assumptions. Only a mindset on automatic could dream up its own isolation. Yes, folks, it was in the last email; we have our own personal AI.

Humans have given new meaning to the word "Integrated" it's now "Whitewashed"

We are constantly being told exactly what everything is and how it got here. Who is to blame? What will the consequences be? All the many details of how the world's brilliant minds can and will remedy all negative situations to the benefit of all humanity. Could they also be gravitating towards the benefits and initiatives of corporate enterprises? It is a perfect descriptive definition of duality. While being contained within this mix of new wonders, we are also reminded of what the mind can do without anyone knowing what it is.

Our technological advancements, as has obviously already been proven, will no doubt continue to make more humans redundant. When this celebrated happening occurs, where will they be repositioned within the workspace? The answers appear up in the air as no one wants to address the issue we are all about to face. What is certain, if we thought one's ambitions were a little confined, wait till we moved closely to acting, becoming more like the very robots that are about to replace us.

Please take timeout bless one another.

Who is claiming responsibility for the rise of this impending coffeereplicated higher species? While at this historical moment in our history, the very same has magically driven the existing humans into a mindset of explosive feelings, emotions, and uncertainty. Please put up your hand!

There is no need to worry, folks, as all is moving forward, and the wheels are turning for your benefit. All one needs to be fulfilled is to maintain a potent mix of LOVE and CONNECTION to secure an everlasting reset into one's future. Remember to take two doses of each with water before going to bed every night and dream into forever-land.

Let's face it; you must give credit to this human mind of ours. Is it ours? Wow, does it know how to perform in what appears to be a world of never-ending dual possibilities? No, you cannot leave now; we have come so far to witness the fastest de-evolution in what is a once-ina-lifetime where faith and hope finally prevail. We just need that little bit more time to heal ourselves, the planet, and the oceans. Unfortunately, there is not enough page space to enlist you in the other ten thousand unlimited issues.

Our new found White Knight will fix it all before leaving?

That old "wishbone tradition" of collecting and drying the chicken's sacred collarbone while making a wish as we break it was never needed more than now to calm the human creatures of their proclaimed accumulated insecurities. Luckily, science has a pill for that. Feel better now?

What is this thing we call the human mind? With all the science available, capable today, it is definitely obvious we are still scratching around in the dark. Any form of clarity seems to have avoided us and this planet completely. It appears our intellectuals have misread all the signposts that show a clear pathway to any understanding down the descending garden path we are. With such great minds all over the globe, any intelligent person would have to inquire, one wonders, has this been deliberate to keep the sheep asleep?

Greenwashing has been the norm for some time now. We have become so accustomed to it; it's no longer of concern as it is an essential part of the normal processes taught in business survival strategies. In this age of so-called transparency, there are more secret meetings today than in the last 20 years combined. Deals within deals have moved down into the home and small business sectors. All is well in the world as we profess engagement sustainability.

As with any time related to forward growth, all forms of business naturally move forward, except for those who still rely on "if it ain't broke don't fix it," yep, that's good poverty thinking. Progression beckons consequences; with that, psychological disturbances may occur, as is evident from living in entrapment these past few years. There is no need to be afraid, as an agency always exists to fix any probable issue. Blessed are we.

Regardless of what one may perceive is happening around and through you, it is and remains a beautiful world. Remain constantly amazed. Just the feeling touch one receives as the sun caresses your skin can blow the mind into oneness. How marvelous is that! Hold onto those dreams that support your journey as you navigate around those potholes of experience. Never keep them close.

Save the dreamer. Does madness exist in this world when the same mind conjures up the solutions to correct a health issue after a human appears to function from a disorganized body and or mind? One had to ask just in case this simple idea has been overlooked. Bring on the aliens.

It is extremely important to never disqualify yourself in any shape or form. It's a detrimental disservice that carries with it self-generated bad omens into one's future. If one becomes aware of, discovers shame, guilt, or unworthy, be reminded they are nothing more than misbelieved assumptions based on a misunderstood experience. Each individual will require a different approach to the overcoming necessary within the organized mind that built the first invisible assumption.

Ambitions are part of our DNA; it is one of a multitude of parts that sustains us humans. Never give up on yourself no matter what the experiences one has been thrown into along the journey of airning how to live/survive in this system. Yes, it can drag you into what appears as down; yes, it can drag you back up beyond the surface into a lighter way of being. One may ask, whose job is this? Only you have the answer; only you can uncover your direction.

Lucky for all of us, there are other humans out there in what sometimes may appear as an empty wilderness. Humans who function with no need for logic or reason. Who will unexpectedly reach out and lift you from drowning and project you forward into the wonders of beingness? You, it is you who must distinguish who they are and who they are not. Time to get back on the journey; your bus is waiting.

By Phyllis King