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A thousand years since the Horsemen rode out upon the land,
that stoic, sombre, fearful and deadly band
Their greed and the gory tools of Empire builders
that took the power of God upon their shoulders
The old invade to trade and other games were played
Using disease with famine marshalled war to the death tunes knell
As nation after nation were invaded, dominated and then exterminated as they fell
That thousand year lease is up for this old burned out shell called living hell.
The lord of the realm is now at the helm
Extract from ‘The Final Days’
The End of the world real is not nigh, but just as we know IT.
The southern invasion of the SNP 50 newbies are getting used to the differences between our ‘wha’s like us’ mindset and the English at home where the stiff upper’s still have an upstairs and downstairs mentality. The OCD of segregation and the use of tradition to bolster IT in a changed world will only show the political mindset in Westminster still likes the pomp and circumstances to justify keeping up impractical and potentially harmful to the four nation’s use of out of date and function impaired systems that were developed for a different era with a Victorian mindset still in residence at IT’s conception. The segregated canteen was a shock to the no airs and graces pragmatic scot, so the papers tell us anyway. But IT looks like this is going to prove a little bit more than uncomfortable for the integration process for both sides. The Scot abroad will remember that the sum of the nations hopes (1,454,436) are resting on their shoulders. They survived the apprentice gags, ‘get yer own seat, aye sit over there nae body will mind’ and they did to the amusement of the press and the old guard..
The driver of the four nations vehicle to take us into the second decade of the first century of the third millennium, still needs a co driver for stops and filling up, map reading and calling out the hazards, there are now 50 eager hands at the wheel to make the pit stops easier and to get the changes done faster to make sure that the vehicle spends more time in motion than being serviced.
Nessie the great mythical beastie has taken to migrating in the summer to the emerald Isle and even further, we are assure that post cards are winging their way back home to show us to show us what a good time she is having, can’t wait for them really. The bell tolled on the 7th of May 2015 for the old form of Scottish politic of let the invader do as they like or they will just send in the army again, use legalised extortion practices, cut off self management and just letting ourselves be pushed around. Kill the local economy, restricting movement, land grabbing, bungs for their mates, I am sure this nation in the days to come will shed a tear for losing these territorial practices and sadistic ways as we come to terms that this nation has been bullied, subjugate, had its wealth stolen land stolen and now they still think that even with a smaller turnout percentage in their own land than here that they can still carry on as before. We are not masochist just the abducted nation getting liberated from an incarcerate’r chains from the empire builders that have historically shown a predilection towards the old world order left handed practices and would still like to lord IT over everyone in the new world, they don’t know when their time is over and obviously never herd the half time bell toll, or just dismissed in in their OCD grip of fear mindset, as they seem preoccupied with their traditional stance that if it works for you why change IT unless you have to, or are made to.
Exactly seven days after the event, IT is rumoured that the fat lady sang in a secret location in Glasgow, that the event was not advertised so that commercial enterprises could not tout the business. The location and guest list may have been kept select and quiet because IT was invite only, crashers need not even try. And then coincidentally seven days later the Lions roar was heard keening through the winds of the lands of the world heralding the arrival of the Scots on the playing fields of life. Taking their first tentative steps of freedom after their 300 year incarceration at the hands of the evil jailers of life and stealer’s of fun next door (boo, hisss, oh yes they are, whit dae yeh mean their behind me, where ah canny see thum, oh there thay ir, they are beneath us well on the map anyway, that’s the blue bit on the map unner the yelow brick road to the north of there), the infamous child catching invaders that like to lord IT over you, land grabbers of the old empire are now having to deal with the lowly common folk sitting at the high table of governance for the four nations of old Britain. Must stick in their craw eh!.
Then believe it or not after this set of incredible circumstances. It is also rumoured that yet again seven days later the Unicorn is said to have been unleashed at yet another secret location in the mythical land, and is currently off the radar rallying the nation in art song and rhyme. While catching up on lost time with her newly arrived mate who is reputed to have freed her in a surge of national pride from the young lions that roared. So just remember when booking a break in Brigadoon be like Cinderella fella and get hame before midnight, it will be back on the map fir only one day some time next week.
Meanwhile back in the land where time is while’d away in a mean fashion, the pied fifer is looking for payment and is threatening to take away the one billion youths if he is not given his demands, just as that one billion are feeling alive and getting ready to change the world into a better place for future, past and present generations, that are in Stockholm syndrome shock , displaying odd behaviour patterns of shuffling and mumbling (suppressed dancing and singing for joy maybe, well their generation are the most repressed) or just sounding incoherent and raving about their fears of doom and gloom and are still whiling away their time in occupational therapy called ‘work for your existence’ or pay the penalty.
OOps sorry just had a delusional sugar rush.
Some sugar rush eh, or is IT just sweet music tae yer ears. A modern day lullaby for the unwary, the dozy and the outright bumpkin bumbling fools of the old colonial mindset that think they are the rearguard of the advance of man in dominating a world by force instead of learning to live in harmony with the natural order and the natural state of man. That’s just the signs of the times folks have a great day. Ah will if you will.
#1 Action Follows Thought ……
There are a wealth of common saying’s that are generally held to be true and the discrepancies in them are ignored by the mass as they are bandied around and repeated until they becomes established truism’s.
The idea that action follows thought is so well established now that it is accepted by rote as a modern truism. The very fact that some people think certain thoughts most of their lives and never act upon them is generally ignored by the evidence of the ones that do generate action, being told and retold to further establish the myth.
Murderous thoughts are the most destructive, with sexual perversions taking a repulsive second place in the schema of the idling mind. Many a sibling has wished death and even torture on their brood mates and never followed through, the ones that do are the ones that periodically pepper the front pages of the nations gossip rags. With paedophile and rape or even domination taking a second place in the scandal league of infamy.
Under the radar of these sensational sins lies a greater depth of thought and life course thinking is highest in the general mass of the populace, this is independent of race creed or colour, social position and even status.
The amount of people who regularly concentrate on their career, type of partner, home life and even children that we would wish for ourselves is paramount in the thinking pyramid of perceived think bricks for general contemplation and yet the statistics do not reflect that a high percentage of them are realised during the course of a single lifetime. Quite the opposite is true in point of fact. The sheer number of unrealised dreams or aspirations of the common man far outweighs the limited and periodic tales of the successes that make it onto the front pages of the tattlers of the day.
So just what is wrong with this established and clearly faulty perception of the truism. what is it that makes less than one percent ever achieving the point of realisation, except for the sensationalized perverse ones making the grade. The missing element in the equation is faith.
You can daydream for years and you can speculate and contemplate for decades without results, yet when you begin to believe that it is possible, it starts to formulate better and then when you achieve that mystical point of transition, where you finally begin to have faith in yourself to achieve it, it starts to resonate in the universe and the within you without you universal principle of attraction begins the process of matching circumstances to opportunity and ability to help you realise the point of materializing your goals and aspirations or even your dreams.
For every serial killer or sexual deviant that fantasises about their dirty little perversions, that reaches a peak in a publicly reported act of cruelty or perversion, there are millions of us if not billions of us that never get past the early planning stage of the daydreaming process.
So the truth about the saying is that action follows faith that is contemplative of action, circumstances, resources and availability into the path to realising your dreams.
So believe in your dream or plan, then have faith in yourself to materialise it, and imagine the opportunities developing in your daily life then, steel your will to stick to the plan and the program until it bears fruit.
Or as we like to say up here in the land of the Scottish Annex, faith hope and steel Highlander ……………. what else is there…….
Human nature has a tendency to presume the worst then to, plan a strategy to handle the worst outcomes then the first rule for that is to set up the relevant prevention for the worst contingency. This sort of pessimism is the standard knee jerk reaction for the species. In small situations and limited results situations this sort of quick fix thinking is standard for the species.
A case in point is the current set of circumstances surrounding the E-coli outbreak. The first hook was that the cucumbers were to blame and well before the facts or the evidence had a chance to be proven the knee jerk had the Spanish tipping out thousands of pounds worth of perfectly good ‘untested cucumbers’ in case they were and the authorities could look like they are on top of the whole situation. Well as we now know that was a red herring but the repercussions from it have cost hundreds of thousands in the loss of consumer confidence in the crop from the Spanish investment for their whole agricultural profits. The continuing saga of the likely culprit has moved to the German home market for the bean sprouts, and before another reaction could set in after the last best guess an official announcement was broadcast asking people to bear with them as the bean sprouts turned out to be yet another red herring, this calming effect will obviously work on the buying public like the British being told by broadcast that the home market could be regarded as being safe to use the present crop in this nation.
The trade damage is going to leave repercussions for a long time in the get that right reaction that will doubtless follow the first claims and counter claims for compensation, initial blame and more knee jerk reactions that will make up the aftermath of doubting Thomas mindsets fiddlers to the tune of the modern-day dance of denial and prevarication. This dance has now ended so step back to the edge of the dance hall and align yourself with your present partner as they face you. Take an attitude of mutual harmony and then align yourself to the ways of the path as you know them to be, then hold them true to this forevermore even if they move away from your closeness, never doubt them or worry for them for your love will be with them for all their lifelong until we all meet up in that place where we all meet up.
There is no place left in this world for doubt to rule the roost, for that little cackling cockerel can crow his song of grief and loss never again, for the new tune of the day is one of joy. The way ahead looks troubled and the land is in the midst of a mild fever and the dark cloud will pass into the mists of yesterday for this mild trouble that we see in the weather is the actions of cleansing the world views. The full potential of the new awakening will not ever again need to be driven by the tools of the husbandry rule of thumb that has restricted the awakening of the world to its true potential for the tomorrow of our hopes and dreams, that from the foundations of a troubled and bloody history the jewel of creation was born in the hearts and minds of the youthful hearts and clear minded perceptions and insights of the gentile in residence for the meek are they that shall inherit the workings of the world with no hardened edge to cut the accuser to the quick with, to instead believe in the very best of the very best of all of us regardless of the wealth position or acclaim that beguiles the senses of the world in passing and in that final moment of realisation of watching something terrible and yet precious leaving existence in the only way that it can is it transmutes into the blueprint in its suppressed regressions that never got to play jump to the fore of the dance of the way home. The resurrection of the lord of the Phoenix is born from the temperate fires that mould the soul of the new awakening. For the worst begging’s imaginable was how he wrote the begging to be, to start in paradise be thrown out, your children to end up at the brink of their own total annihilation and to at the final hour relent the relentless onrush of self destruction, to see the light of realisation glint of the furthest perceptions of the brightest insights to the way back to paradise from the depth of the darkest pit for it is the star to take the prodigal son home, as it was in the beginning so shall it be in the end.
That’s a wrap now for the after party that is the party at the end of time, you see it is after the end and that’s the only after party to want to go to so save up all your passes for that day.
The basic concept for using a medium to divine goes way back to the shamanistic practice of reading the entrails or interpreting sign. The fact that the reader must have some perceptive insight working before the medium was found has been underplayed by the mainstream users of the adopted systems, Tarot, Rune, Tea Leaves, Palms and crystal balls to mention most of the mainstream favourites.
The original shamanists that used their ability for the group did make a point of not being tied to a particular system, knowing that they would have to initiate their spontaneous reasoning faculty to affect the insight from anything that might reflect the macrocosms take on the microcosms event. So instigating the inspirational system would be a must and so the reliance on a specific system would be seen as a limiting of the faculty.
Rather than teach any potential acolyte, that’s someone showing the talents and displaying an interest in the mysteries. Teach them the creative spontaneity of divining the moment. Rather than guessing the outcome through a complex medium. Read the moment, its mood, attitude and its intentions to keep the eye on the ball. A sort of forensic eye on the probable outcomes and lay a course for the outcome of your choice. Or the edge of your perceptions from insights highest point.
When the acolyte can make accurate predictions in a regular fashion then advancement is achieved. After a while the faculty can exceed any mere medium.
The five elements that have to be taken into account are the nature of the trap, because vision is so beguiling it makes us all focus on the external image of the moment, but when we internalise our concentration then the inner senses start to relay information, no not true that is when we first become aware of something that is already happening inside us, it is just brought into our inner perceptions focus of consciousness.
The acolyte will sense impressions, feelings, time and probable actions. With the eyes closed the collective consciousness will relay impressions to the focus of the locus, the concentration of mind, body, emotions and spirit that go to make up the locus of being.
Reading fortunes is a fairground attraction and is just the right level of expected platitudes for the pence.
Develop the faculty, practice in the moment and learn to know, then know well ahead and that should take care of the predictive illusion in a single sentence.
Just keep practicing and just guess to begin with and work out your odds to see how many punters you can fool before they see through you.
For all those that actually have the talent you should have the wisdom to believe in yourself and have the faith to know the certainty in the read. And of course the last but not the least by a long chalk the passion will ignite the power and release the inner phoenix of transformation.