Armenio Pereira
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Human Sacrifices: are They Coming Back? (Ugo Bardi)
Human sacrifices are already here, cf. covid vaccination, especially in children and young people.
Taylor Swift (bad choices in men, endorses Joe Biden)
Joe Biden isn’t a man, it’s just an egregore, an ectoplasm conjured by the collective US bad consciousness.
Who Controls Those Who Control Us?
Easy-peasy: The Everlasting Dissatisfaction (for the believers in the Sacred) or utter randomness (for everyone else.)
None of these answers is reassuring; regardless,the first one is more aesthetically appealing, IMHO.
Bread (some and vanishing) & circuses (aplenty): one has to keep the populace distracted while the real difficulties discreetly settle in.
The main difficulty we face (innate, thus hard to notice, and when noticed, close to impossible to implement): to take one good look at oneself; to look inward and clean one’s own mess before trying to clean up the world.
Most of us do not know Reality, only countless versions of it (including the perennial personal favorite: each one’s POV.)
What we call “Truth” is but a more or less tacit agreement on a single version of Reality (usually the one pushed by the stronger party, with a certain – small – degree of tolerance) established between a sizable – or more influential – portion of human beings.
Only the enlightened – and/or deranged – can live fully immersed in the Now; the rest of us will have to toil with wishful thinking.
The Sacred builds with one hand, destroys with the other.
Left? Right? Which one?
It really doesn’t matter.
The key to a peaceful (inner) journey: to be aloof from the details.At their best, humans are The Sacred’s middle ground (it’s called having a coherent, unified take on things.)
Inflated expectations, diminishing returns.
Devotees beware, lest you’ll end up burning at the diminishing returns stake.
Why don’t rivers flow in straight lines, from spring to sea?
It takes a lifetime – sometimes even longer – to find the Path of Least Resistance.
That’s how rivers roll.
That’s how we roll, absent-minded.Like a river, we sometimes grow restless, in our longing for the sea.
With omens of deliverance & destruction, the flood is coming.All that is happening is the result of a cunning ploy devised by The Soothsayers’ Guild.
The Soothsayers’ Guild: “shaping the collective unconscious perception of things to come” is our motto.
The Soothsayers’ Guild: setting the record straight since time immemorial.(The most damning ailment of them all: fear of the future.
The Everlasting Dissatisfaction giveth life, The Everlasting Dissatisfaction shall take it away.
No need to question this, therefore no need to be afraid; pain & pleasure are seasoning, spices thrown into this concoction we call “life” to make it look mildly interesting – even if sometimes downright unpalatable.)Too much worrying and rumination goin’ on about things which elude any control.
Why’s that?
Why aren’t we all wise? Why aren’t we all handsome & fair?God doesn’t care about ethics.
Evolution doesn’t care about fairness.
The Everlasting Dissatisfaction cares only about endlessly rearranging aesthetics.A Forever Child & an Infinite Kaleidoscope.
You’re right: puppeteers select for stupidity/conformism; that said, stupidity come in all shapes and sizes, some less affable than others (meaning that, among the stupid, perhaps the sadistic/sinister ones have the upper hand.)
Ask yourself: “How such a so blatantly stupid person climbed through the ranks?”
I stick to “sinister” (stupidity notwithstanding.)Kind regards.
From all the sinister “grannies” in the limelight (Lagarde, Bachelet, von der Leyen) Yellen is by far the most scary.
(antidote)
Western Civ grew past any reasonable boundaries, became infatuated with itself, and forgot to prepare for its demise; too many humans weren’t able to avoid the temptation and followed its lead.
Collapse won’t be pretty – may you face it with peace of mind.(not our merit, nor our fault)
Mankind is exactly what God (aka The Everlasting Dissatisfaction) intended it to be.
But if you are one of those true believers in the non-existence of the Divine at least you should be aware that the Universe doesn’t care about ethics, and that we are no match for It.
God – the Universe, if you will – only cares about aesthetics, and how to permanently rearrange it.If it wasn’t for those who are overtly mean and cruel how would the fair ones keep on with their everyday low-key cruelties?
If it wasn’t for the weirdos how would the normies carry on with their weird little ways (without completely losing it)?
Consciousness turns life into a road made up entirely of crossroads.
Overabundance of choice – time to put a cap on options.
Radical acceptance.
“The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again. And we will never be tormented by the boredom of eternity.”
Eternity isn’t boring – The Everlasting Dissatisfaction sees to that.
I am not suggesting Nature is reaching the end: perhaps an abrupt change is coming, the accumulation of all the gradual changes.
But you’re right: maybe the insect Armageddon isn’t occurring, and what is really happening is more like an urban/suburban phenomenon, something related to radiation/atmospheric pollution.
Thank you for the insights.Oh mr./ms. rich person: are you hiring your own personal,
private army?
Cometh the time, who is going to protect you from
the protector?(Ultimately, in human affairs what counts is brute force, and the will to use it.
Martial arts taught us that you can defeat a mightier opponent by adding his strength to yours but, all in all, victory remains a matter of brute force and the skill with which it is handled, not a matter of argumentation prowess.)In Portugal (Lisbon area) no moths this year (last year there were some, not many, but still some). Flies used to be aplenty, now few appear and far between. Accordingly, not that many birds (other than pigeons.) A small creek nearby that used to have a Summer dawn frog chorus has none this season.
Apparently, it’s not only at human level: an Earthly upheaval is afoot.
It’s not inflation: the issue is lack of energy sources.
The thing that isn’t clear is if fossil fuels are being withheld or its sources have been depleted.
(Maybe we aren’t already in a full-scale war because of energy depletion.)Once upon a time, there was a wise Zen master. People from far and near would seek his counsel and ask for his wisdom. Many would come and ask him to teach them, enlighten them with teachings of Zen. He never turned anyone away.
One day an important man, a man used to command and obedience came to visit the master.
“I have come today to ask you to teach me about Zen. Open my mind to enlightenment.”
The tone of the important man’s voice was one used to getting his own way.
The Zen master smiled and said that they should discuss the matter over a cup of tea. When the tea was served the master poured his visitor a cup. He poured and he poured and the tea rose to the rim and began to spill over the table and finally onto the robes of the wealthy man.
Finally the visitor shouted, “Enough. You are spilling the tea all over. Can’t you see the cup is full?”
The master stopped pouring and smiled at his guest.
“You are like this cup of tea, so full that nothing more can be added. Come back to me when the cup is empty. Come back to me with an empty mind.”Emptying the proverbial ocean with the proverbial bucket seems easier than draining the ego.
Once there was a Zen monk who was an expert on Diamond Sutra, an influential text from the Mahayana branch of Buddhism. As books were rare and valuable in his day, he carried the only copy in his part of the world on his back.
He was a widely sought after monk for his knowledge and insight into the Diamond Sutra. He was also quite successful at propounding the book’s many profundities to not just monks and masters, but also to ordinary people. Thus the people of that region came to know about the Diamond Sutra.
One day the monk came upon an old woman who was selling tea and cakes. The monk was hungry as he had been traveling all day, but he realized he had no money to pay for the tea and cakes.
So he said to the woman, “I have upon my back a treasure beyond knowing – the Diamond Sutra. If you’ll give me some tea and cakes, I’ll reveal to you this great treasure of knowledge.”
The woman knew something of the Diamond Sutra herself and proposed her own bargain.
She said, “Oh learned monk, if you will answer this simple question, I will give you the tea and cakes.”
To this, the monk wholeheartedly agreed.
The woman then said, “When you eat these cakes, are you eating with the mind of the past, the mind of the present, or the mind of the future?”
The monk was perplexed. No answer occurred to him. So he took the text of Diamond Sutra out of his back, hoping to find an answer. As he studied and pondered, the day grew late and the old woman packed up her things to go home for the day.
“You are a stupid monk indeed,” said the old woman, leaving the hungry monk in his predicament. “You eat the cakes with your mouth.”Humans are in control – that’s why things are going our way…
The Everlasting Dissatisfaction is in control; you can pray, or curse. Regardless, if peace of mind is something you treasure, you can try radical acceptance (“I cannot change how I am and, crucially, others can’t change the way they are.”)
In our path, we sometimes crush an ant or two. Is it because we are cruel? We are just too big and, moreover, we are compelled to keep on moving.
At some point, The Universe will crush us. Is it cruel, unfair? No, The Everlasting Dissatisfaction is way too big, and it won’t be stopped.There comes a time, in almost everyone’s life, when a person can no longer feed him/herself by its own means. The more one lives, the more this tends to become a reality – such a sad state of affairs.
May I pass away before this comes to pass. Amen.We use some cosmetics – soap, perfume – to conceal our natural odors; likewise, we use culture to conceal our natural ferocity.
A cosmetics shortage is coming – the savage scent returning.The monied class will always require servants.
As long as there are people eager to feast on the crumbles falling from the table of the rich, the oligarchy won’t have nothing to fear but the greed of fellow plutocrats.
i-fugacious nature, i-centric culture: can you spot the paradox?
The human condition is, seemingly, an inescapable paradox; to fight it or to wallow in it: does it make any difference? The Everlasting Dissatisfaction says “may:be” (but that’s beyond the scope of our existence.)You know the truth, yet you can’t convey it – who’s to blame?
Them, because they’re not clever enough to understand, or you, who steadily fail to make ’em understand?
No one’s to blame.
No reality, no illusion, no truth, no lies, only the many faces of The Everlasting Dissatisfaction.Things proceed according to plan: molecules being rearranged, bodies and minds turning into something else – chaos & order are not enemies, more like symbiotic parasites.
Each and every doctor now speaking against the “vaccines”, after the majority of western(ized) population has been inoculated with an experimental agent, should be urged to meet their two most distinct colleagues, Dr. Tarr and Professor Fether.
TPTB
First, they’ve let the human population grow exponentially (probably because they thought it was good for business.)
Then, they’ve noticed there’s too much of us around and that “some” population shrinkage is in order (probably to preserve a modicum of decent lifestyle).(Corollary) TPTB – as clueless as the hoi polloi, but with less material constraints.
“Speaking words of wisdom: let it be.”
But we can’t just let it be. Is it because we are unwise?
No, it’s just because we all are what we were meant to be.We can only blame/ignore The Creator if we firmly believe we would have had done better. But, in plain honesty, how can we tell?
Radical acceptance – Brutal candor: we aren’t lost, therefore we can’t be saved.
The things we are doing to help our children will eventually hurt our great-grandchildren.
Is this a flaw?
No, it is a feature: we can only act as long as we remain clueless about the future.We arguably care about our children but we don’t care that much about their children – that’s mankind’s distinctive watermark, our greatest claim to fame.
Humans are aware – although many enjoy themselves pretending not to be – that they’re not meant to last forever. That’s why for every new purported panacea they come up with a new threatening affliction.
We’re on our way to become the fossil fuels of the future; some may even become future diamonds.
Carbon-based lifeforms.
Still beauty or relentless motion, biochemistry and geology working within the confines of rules set not by us.And the fabled 21 grams?
Light matter and dense matter parting their ways, until life brings them together.
Dense matter descends into the katabolic mysteries.
Light matter joins the ether to become the sound
of wind through the reeds; the eerie, quiet whisper
heard in those dark, lonely hours; the soundtrack to
oneiric portents.“Either we will have a One World Dictatorship imposed on us by the Western elites, or else we will have Freedom and Peace, Justice and Prosperity.” (Batiushka – emphasis mine)
“When we let nature be nature amazing things can happen.” (Mike Hudema)
It’s Sunday: a lot of Miss Universe pageantry goin’ round TAE today.
(Humans cannot deter Nature – they’re part of it, their role seemingly to bring about major change to the planet’s surface.)Underestimating the mental prowess of the real elites – aka TPTB, not the dummies like Trudeau, Scholz, Rutte or Biden – is an exercise in both uselessness and foolishness.
Who dies in wars? The elites? Of course not: the hoi polloi are meant not only to be the salt of the earth, but also the cannon fodder of choice.
When the civil war comes, TPTB will be left mostly unscathed and another step towards the ( necessary? Malignant?) world depopulation will be achieved.
To walk taller, to see clearer: man(kind)‘s destiny, not.
Why are we doing the things we do? What’s the purpose?
We remain clueless.
Stop pretending we aren’t will always be the toughest call – that’s why so many of us fear death (because it’s highly likely that we will have to let go of all our lies).
