Empowering Mindset - Imagination

“There is one really great truth about being at ‘rock bottom’.  You’ve got a rock solid foundation and there really is only one way to go” – Jo Carey-Bradshaw.

Hi everyone, sorry I’ve not been around for a while.  I tend to get quiet when I’m dealing with stuff.

Synthetic vs Creative Imagination

I was about to write a post two or three weeks ago, and suddenly found myself following some leads.  I watched a flood of you-tube and google videos about the impending New World Order that is seemingly already a fait accompli; conspiracies and lies and deceptions and corruptions; unfolding onslaughts not only on human freedoms but on the Earth herself, and on ALL her creatures;  and this led to what for me felt like an abyss.  Has anyone else had the feeling of the ‘Fifth Element’ – when she curled up in a ball of grief and despair at the sight and knowledge of the malices and hatreds, atrocities and obscenities, degradations and barbaric acts we humans inflict on one another?

I wasn’t raised in an environment where the lessons of life were about utter subjugation, absolute corruption and power, where human life was worthless, where my homeland and community and family was expendable.

• I am glad I didn’t have to duck bullets to get a drink of water,
• I am glad I haven’t had to shoot someone to be able to walk down the street,
• I am glad I didn’t learn that the only way I would eat today was if I took someone else’s food.

Synthetic Imagination

Knowing myself – I probably would have adapted to that environment and learnt those lessons quite well enough to still be here today.  I would have acted and planned within those immediate parameters, and so would have utilized my ‘Synthetic’ Imagination.  But I don’t know whether I would have had time or the opportunities – the foundations -  to dream ‘big, bigger, biggest’ dreams.

I was fortunate to be reared in rural Australia, where I gathered some great concepts and ideals about we humans, the contributions we make for our communities and our earth and all her creatures.  I grew up with awareness of the value of our Earth and her inhabitants, and how we contribute to our own well-being when we contribute to hers.

In the last two weeks, I have discovered the ‘enormity’ (??)  of the progress of another way of thought. So when I was falling down this shaft to hell, I was finding out all that was wrong with the world.

It IS dark and hellish and fire and brimstone.  Orwell was only describing the entree of the meal that is being served up to us all world-wide.

I can still feel the density of this trek even now.  Pulling oneself out of the bog and dripping like ‘The Creature from the Black Lagoon’ -  an over-filled sponge dripping with excrement and algae and debris and staggering towards the light looking for relief,  is really demanding.

I needed to leave myself clues about how to get back, and I had left unprepared.  I succumbed to it by not having MY own ‘big picture’ of MY own place in all this.  I fell into the bog by allowing myself to doubt MY own impact on the world.

I don’t really believe in the stories of ‘boogey-men’, or Satan, or evil as an entity (or a being) in itself, marauding aliens waiting to gobble us all up:  these dis-embodied concepts and thought-forms of harm and malice and hatred are man-made, and neither ‘god’ nor ‘devil’ made.  But I have been made well aware of the actual effects of these thoughts, these imaginings, these last few weeks.

Watching Zeitgeist and similar things; watching admirable contributions and dissertations about lies and deceptions and the revealing of harmful, malicious, murderous and crippling intents; listening to the trolls on the forums; the hate-mongers; and the zombie-like, robotic non-discussions about the separation of each other from self, and community, and the earth and the world of man, have all made me aware of how susceptible I can be to energies other than my own.

I truly understand about energy flow now.

On the home front, in my own environment, I discovered a great nest of white ants, “termites” had started devouring my jam-packed shed-full of belongings.  These guys specialize in eating and living off quality wood and wood products.  They are quite capable of travelling comparatively extraordinarily large distances to establish their nest.  And their nest ALWAYS ends up relocating when the host  runs out.  It reminds me a bit of ‘Halo’ – the X-box game my son played once.  I mentioned this to a friend and heard myself tell the truth – the resolutions of the problem were firstly deciding that ‘it’ was all about boundaries, and then dependent on my own decisions about the worth of my own nest.

Creative Imagination

We need major visions. Huge, amazing, stupendous, wondrous visions.

We need to offer the strongest contrasts to these ‘ways’. We need to make these contrasting goals and dreams and opportunities so powerful and so strong and so potently available in the mass consciousness, that the 100th monkey principle happens in the twinkling of an eye.

Mr Napoleon Hill summed up and defined some of this in his 6th chapter: Imagination.

Synthetic AND Creative Imagination

We need to use both ‘types’ of our imaginations.  We need to invent new ways and utilize the very best of the old ways.  And we need to hold steadfastly and resolutely, and to embody and ACT upon, these Visions of ours now.  Well I am, at least!

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