Thanks for the links, little bro. Some parts really stuck out for me, because it's stuff that has come up for me over the past two weeks or so. Like this:
"Each one of you are being asked to become masters of your own actions; to become masters of your own emotions; to become masters in balance and in love. This is not achieved by drawing away from humanity, and by separating yourselves. This is achieved by taking your actions out into the world. By taking your light to the darkest places, the furthest corners of the globe, and shining it there."
I had a dream this morning featuring the word "Rhode Island". I couldn't figure out what it meant, but then it was pointed out to me.....road, island. Road or island. Two choices. Because I've been feeling lately like I want to just shrink back from society and hole myself up in my apartment, appalled at the world outside and what society and people have become. It's so disheartening at times. I've been more and more hermit-like lately. I suppose that's not good. So what am I going to do........get on a road, and spread outwards, or isolate myself, as if on an island? Choices. Then I read excerpts from the links you posted, and it was definately timely.
Another part that stood out was this, I'll explain why:
"…those of the "serve the self" polarity are about gaining power over others. For them, there is never enough power, as the lack of love in their hearts leaves them so empty of feeling that they cannot ever have anything but the most fleeting of satisfactions. In some ways, even those who control the world's resources are among the most poverty-stricken: despite their great material wealth, they lead empty lives, built around the acquisition of things - of inanimate and abstract things that can never give or return love - and they promote death rather than life. They may have the finest wines, the finest clothing, and live the life of kings, but they are also "slaves to their habit", insatiable in their need for more and more power, more and more of everything - a lonely existence indeed. These things do not bring them happiness. These things do not bring them joy or peace. They bring them cynicism rather than hope. They bring them bitterness rather than sweetness."
I just recently started a job at a Yacht brokerage, (reception / office work). This place is in south Florida, selling million, two million dollar yachts to the super rich and elite. I field calls from these people all day long. Most are nice, and / or neutral, so nothing to complain about. But every once in a while....I get these calls from some of these super rich people and all I have to say is, I have never heard voices that were so dead and empty. I mean, you can hear it in their VOICES. They sound so dead, lifeless, monotone, flat, and low, like it's taking every bit of energy they have to muster talking to me on the phone. ugh. There's just no way to describe it. Most of my calls aren't those types, but I definately get a few a week. Then they come in to the brokerage in person to look at the boats, and their faces and eyes are hard, their eyes dark, cold and full of contempt. They'll look at me and others as if we're maggots, just so full of nastiness. We actually get that more often than the dead, lifeless callers. It's been an eye opener being exposed to them all's over the past 6 weeks or so. I thought I'd seen it all back in SoCal. I was wrong!
Oh, and I also have exposure now to all the magazines that cater to the rich elite, the most infamous being "The Robb Report." Oh my lordy lord. I was almost going to start a thread about what I saw in these magazines, just because it was pretty astounding the world that these empty vessel people live in. I know we're supposd to envy it, but when I flip through those magazines it makes my stomache hurt almost, getting in knots, because it's so disturbing. I know, what a strange reaction.
So yeah, the above description fits these people to a T, and is also a much needed timely reminder of what I'm dealing with. You almost have to seriously feel sorry for these people, like the link says. They're so EMPTY. Sure, we're all poor by their standards, but at least we have life, love and energy to us! Yikes.
"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "Holy shit ... what a ride!" - Anonymous
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"I get by with a little help from my (higher density) friends."
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