I am totally fed up.... (Page 2 of 4)

Mahatma,

Please read this.....then read it again tomorrow. Please.

http://www.whatsuponplanetearth.com/latest.htm

In all honesty I must admit that I laughed out loud and thoroughly enjoyed your post. I can utterly and completely relate. For many years now I've raged over the idiots and wondered why I had such intense hatred for them all, while at the same time, going through the 'Ascension process'. At first I felt a bit guilty over my seething rage towards the majority of humanity....but only a little tiny bit! Then I understood the why of it, and that was/is to get me/you/us into a very different place and realm of being. Forget the idiots and focus on what's happening to you now because that's what's really important. Transformation. Mega changes and all for the better. Welcome to the Ascension process. There's more and more of us higher vibrating humans of Light now than you'd ever guess, so you're not alone with any of this. Well done you.

Mahatma wrote:

2. they are so scared of themselves, they can't be alone for more than a few minutes, or be silent or a minute.
they hate silence.

In my exp this is a very accurate indicator. Here is what I think-

A. They are scared of inner dialog, afraid of a sudden influx of thoughts that might just be their own. Being so accustomed to being "externally commanded", any abrupt change will bring on paranoia, or even a panic attack.

Aa. They HAVE no inner dialog, and the input execution is all they ever run on, take it away and they have a meltdown.

This reminds me of the musical ruts thread,

The classic rock station is always on.
Same songs every day. Just a fixture.

M: Are you listening to that?
T: Nah, not really, it's just background noise.
M: Oh, well then you won't mind if I...
T: HEY! Why'd you turn it off?
M: You just told me you weren't listening to it.
T: Yes I was! Turn it back on!

Yeah- white noise, and they are happy.

But just you try and turn it off........

One nearly sure way to identify Mr. Roboto, and once you know, you'll know who to avoid.  At least.

And there's what I will call the "waiting room effect"

There is usually some type of distraction in a waiting room.

Magazines, a radio, a TV on the wall, toys for the kiddies.

But I'm sure everyone has been in one that only had crappy People or Golf Weekly magazines on the endtables, the people are always a bit shiftier without background noise.

And the extreme case- nothing.
Those waiting rooms with only garbage dollar store art on the walls.

People will try and mute any bodily funtions, cough politely, and they are shifty as hell! There are always a handful of (usually older) folks who seem perfectly at ease, doing crossword puzzles or whatever.

I'm not saying a waiting room is the place to find new friends lol, but just look for body language, stuff like that, and the awake types may start to stick out to you a bit more. Ask them a slightly "deeper than normal" question, see what their response is.

I hope things look up for you Mahatma!                       J

  Relax!  Nobody's blaming anyone.   We're exposed to pretty much the same stuff, but our reaction to it is our choice.  Everyone's responsible for their own choices, just like Montalk's signature says.

Great thread and good posts everyone.

I'm in eastern Canada, and sometimes I wonder "What's the difference between the US and here?"  But then again, I haven't been to the US so I honestly don't know - but I do know that it is mindless over here.  The same T.V shows, newspapers, magazines, shopping malls, fast cars, getting drunk on weekends, et al. 

Like today, I went to pick up some blank CD's from the store.  The first thing I noticed once I hit the city was the noise level!  Wow.  Talk about loud!  So anyways, I go to buy Cd's, and then I overhear a conversation that the workers were having while I was paying for the Cd's.  It went something like.

"Why didn't you bring me coffee this morning?  I would have loved you if you did."
"Oh, yeah well *something, something* coffee"
"I'm leaving in 5 minutes so I'll get some then"
"You're leaving?"
"Yes"

Hmmmm, I don't remember it all.  The jist of it was about coffee of all things.  I think I may have dozed off while listening to that. 

It's like commercials!  After you haven't watched T.V in a long time, and you see a commercial - they seem so "far away" and I can't understand them.

Back to the survey question!

I live about 4 hours away from Toronto, but I can say that the media influence is really bad.  A whole sub-culture of "punk/emo teens" has emerged for the kids, and the adults are just - well I don't even know what they are doing!  Just working all the time.   

In the schools its not about education but populairity AND the distribution/access to drugs and alcohol (but it's probably like that everywhere).  And the thing is the teachers don't want to STOP the drugs from being in school, just use it as a mode to control people through fear.  In the last few years I was in high school you had to have a bathroom/hallway pass to walk outside of class!  And what we knew as "spares" got turned into "study period" where you had to choose between the library or cafeteria and STAY there until next period.  No wonder once we hit "adulthood" we follow the pack - elementry and high school are breeding grounds for sheeple.  I remember in elementry school we had to walk in single file!!  I can see it so clearly now, how it all started.  Walk in a straight line!  Follow the others!  Don't express yourself for the fear of being WRONG!  There is only RIGHT answers. 

Ahh well.

Its already been said.

I'm glad for the silence.

BTW I am wondering what it's like in the US.  It's been said that its "really bad" in terms of the people and the 'feeling of security' but I am wondering how different it is from Canada.

Pinkrylq,  I was in elementary school in the '60's,and it was pretty much like that for me.  I was a very sensitive kid, and I just remember the aurthoritative figures in school being way out of line. I never got in trouble, followed the rules (my father was also a teacher, and he ruled the house with an iron fist, you DID NOT break the rules!) but I remember one time in fourth grade I brought in a small doll of mine to school. During class, I was peeking in my desk to make sure my doll was still there and the teacher saw me.  She snapped her fingers and yelled at me and made me go stand in the hall outside the classroom.  If you were put out in the hall, that was REALLY BAD. So I had a lot of instances like that where the punishment never fit the crime.  We also had "air-raid" drills. It was the Cold War era so we had to do these drills where they would set off the sirens, we had to be completely quiet, follow in a line, drop down to our knees, put our forehead on the wall and put our hands behind our heads. Talk about scaring the shit out of a kid!! I wondered every time we had the drill, if this was THE ONE. Im going to be blown up and I will never see my mommy again. I dont want to die!!! I hated schooll.  School just reinforced what my father was doing to me at home, so there was no escape!

Excellent post Marcus, some of the medical horrors that take place in the US could not happen in the UK yet as we do have far more freedoms in that respect than the US but as you say in other areas we put with things like stealth taxes and being spied on that would probably cause a stink in the US.

Back to the originol post, could this be a question of tolerance and allowing thes epeople to suck you dry?, i work with these people every day and take a kind of pleasure in being different to them (down ego down boy), i never allow their realities to impinge on mine but can still involve myself in trivial conversations with them and even have the odd laugh which costs me nothing at all. Those people are not me or my reality so how can they upset me?
I have generally found that  being quite outspoken on issues you do get a kind of almost subconsious respect from many of these peole and if you keep an inner smile as though they are children and an awareness about you while with them i think this helps too.

Very true.    It really is.  It's such a weird contrast too when you think about it....America was explored and settled by these adventurous, independent pioneers and immigrants, but the reality of life right now is that yeah, we're treated as kids, and many, if not most, Americans have a kid mentality, one that is always at the mercy of higher authoritarian forces that control their lives.  For instance, Americans are HUGE on calling the cops on each other.  (and this is another perfect example that ties into Mahatma's original complaints list.)   Get into a disagreement.....call the cops.  Someone pisses you off.....call your lawyer and sue them.  It's all about running to a higher authority like a little tattletale kid and having "the grownups" intervene and take care of one's problems.  It's ridiculous.  How did this happen?  In a country that started out the way that it did, how did it get to this mentality?   In SoCal I remember the cops were always being called for every little petty neighbor argument.   My brother had a police scanner so we'd listen to what was happening all around Orange County.  Neighbor's music is playing too loud?  Call the cops.  Don't like how someone is driving?  Whip out your cell phone and report them to the cops.   You picked a fight with someone and then they got mouthy back at you?  Turn the tables around and call the cops on them.  You think your neighbor's yard isn't up to par?  Call the neighborhood Association security wanna-be cops and report it.  Some people might think I'm exagerating here, but I'm seriously not. 

I have a story about the time my brother lost his temper with one of these SoCal upper middle class heads-up-their-asses cop callers and bashed the guy's SUV with a baseball bat.  !  We were driving through Trabuco Canyon and the fancy shiny SUV in front of us was crawling along no more than 20 mph probably.  We gave it a few minutes, frowning, like, WTH is this guy doing?  Finally my brother honks, like, pull over and let us pass.  So the guy starts playing games and comes to a complete stop in the road.  My brother's like, AHH! and goes around him and we pass  and continue on our way.  The guy then hits the gas and comes after us.  ??  Okay, whatever, so he's behind us now and finally catches up to us when we hit the surface streets of Rancho.  Honks all loud at us at the red light.  Oh, yes, he sure showed us.   My brother's getting a "look" on his face as he looks at this guy through the rearview...but, he lets it go.  Forget it.  Let him honk, let him play his road games, let him stop in the middle of the road, then chase after us.  Forget it.  And that was saying a lot, because my brother was quite....volatile.  But we soon realize that this guy is continuing with it...he's following us back to our apartment complex.  We get into our complex and my brother stops his car and just sits there, watching through the rearview, frowning.  We see the guy writing stuff down....!  Like, taking my brother's license plate number it seems, possibly noting where we live.  That was the final straw.  My brother reaches around behind him, grabs his baseball bat, throws open the car door, and charges after this SUV, swinging the bat as he's walking.  That must have been quite a sight for them to see this kid with a shaved head, wife beater shirt, baggy shorts with duct tape rimming the edges and steel toed boots charging at them, swinging a bat.    Gets up to the SUV and just starts smashing away.  The SUV lurches forward into the apartment complex road, but realizes he's going into a dead end circular drive.  So it stops again. because now he's trapped himself.  My brother follows, and hits it a few more times for good measure, and then the guy gets out.  It's a late 30's white guy, preppy, with his khaki shorts and tucked-in shirt, belt and cap on his head, and his dorky white sneakers with the socks pulled up tight.   And he starts crying. !  My brother sees that, lowers his bat in confusion (he was used to dealing with guys who actually acted like guys, not guys that cried in a confrontation) and says, "WTF....why are you crying??  Jesus Christ..." and just walks away shaking his head in disgust.  Gets back in the car, tosses the bat in the back seat and continues on his way. 

Some people may be appalled at that story.  But I say, that just goes to show you how far programming in this country has gone.  When people act like that guy was acting, little prissy tattletales who start trouble, and dish it out, but then can't take it when it comes back to them, and run to the cops, and go crying - literally! - to the grown up authority figure who will take care of the mess they started in the first place, then something is seriously wrong here.  I actually thought it was funny what my brother did.  He didn't hit the guy, just the car.  And I think his response was an honest one.   It's the way things would have been handled between two feuding males way back when, back before social conditioning reprogrammed everybody.   And as someone mentioned earlier in this thread....the scene I just described would be something we'd see in a movie or on a TV show and think nothing of it.  But when it happens in REAL life?  oh my god!   NOOOOO!   So yeah, like somebody said, the movies and TV now live out the emotions and reactions that we're not "allowed" to express in our day to day lives.  Veddy interesting, and I didn't even really notice that or think about it until this thread.
   

Thanks for posting your observations, and to Natural Mystic and the other Canada dude (I think it was oceanchild?)   It would be cool to hear from others around the globe, see what people are like in other countries.