PLM solves the worlds problems in a single post…

Imagine for just a moment that one day, there was no such thing as money.

 

The borders of the world were dropped, and governments ceased to be.

 

Imagine if all of humanity were to suddenly band together in recognition that we are all the same race.

 

The idea of money, full time jobs, government, police, tax etc is a false construct, dreamed up by a handful of men millenia ago and kept running to this day, due to basic animalistic desires to be the Alpha of the pack. Or as close as, anyway.

 

If I ruled the world on this day, I would reach out to the doctors, nurses, builders, sewage workers, farmers etc, the real essential people and ask them for just one year, keep doing what you are doing for just one year. Unpaid.

 

Everyone, despite a lack of money would be given the ability to have access to what they needed to live… a house, food, medical care and clean water.

 

In that year, I would ask everyone to really search themselves for what truly fascinates them, be it architecture, human biology, geology, acting, farming, anything. Introvert or extrovert, the only thing I would ask is that you do what you are drawn to. If you want to number crunch in a quiet office on a space research programme, you should be able to do it. If you like building and working with your hands, you should be able to learn all the different techniques used to build, and be able to join in projects just because you enjoy it.

 

Imagine if a farm owner was able to say “Guys! I’m really short on hands and don’t think I’ll be able to make the food supply for my portion of the town, if I don’t get help we’ll all starve.” And people would go and help the farmer, purely out of concern for our fellow humans wellbeing.

 

Think of all the wonderful trained nurses out there who love what they do but can’t get to do it because there’s no “paid” openings, and the ironic shortages of nurses on ward because they can’t afford to take them on. Well, imagine if they did it without pay anyway, because they knew that they didn’t need to work to eat or keep a house. They just do it out of the knowledge that there’s sick people who need their help, and they can’t bear the thought of someone dying who could have been saved.

 

Then there’s the actor, who loves seeing joy on an audiences faces, and loves to make people laugh. They can shout out online, “Hey! I really fancy doing this play, anyone else interested? Is there any tailors out there that can help with costumes? And does anyone have a venue I can use too?” And they get what they need, because the tailors love making beautiful and elaborate garments, and the theatre owners love their beautiful buildings and love seeing them come to life, and don’t need to worry about paying for what they need.

 

Not something that will bring you fame, fortune, power, sex… these are again, false constructs drawing on the human being’s animalistic instincts, and used to keep us working for THEM. Keep “alpha” status just out of reach so that they will keep slaving till they get it, or not as the case may be. When you take away useless instinct, a human is ready to evolve to the next level.

 

This is what our journey on this planet has been about, to go past being a mechanical animal and reach true consciousness, after many incarnations finally reaching the current sentient level where we can appreciate love, art, beauty and nature. You started your journey as a single cell. Through death and rebirth, you were a fish, a frog, an insect, a rat, a cat, a dog, a tiger… each time you died, you aspired upwards. The rabbit, in post life limbo, sees the fox that killed him as invincible because the other rabbits are terrified of him. He thinks, to a degree, gosh, wouldn’t life be so simple if I were a fox.

 

So he chooses to be born as a fox.

 

The reincarnated fox ends his life in the jaws of a hound, and thinks, gosh, wouldn’t it be great to be a dog, noone could hurt me then!

 

So he becomes a dog.

 

The reincarnated dog spends his life in servitude of the human master, eating when he is allowed, following orders. When he dies, he thinks, gosh, wouldn’t it be great to be a human, I get to eat when I want, poop when I want, go outside when I want…

 

So he comes back as a human.

 

A shop worker, to be exact, on minimum wage, and pines over a beautiful woman he can never have, because she looks for a rich partner. He slaves his entire life and thinks in his post life limbo, gosh, wouldn’t it be great to be a lawyer or something! I’d have so much money, I can have a beautiful wife.

 

So he comes back as the son of a rich family who can put him through law school, and ends up with a white picket fence house, a pretty wife, two kids, and a car, and spends most of his time in an office, waiting desperately for 6pm to come so he could go home to a wife that nags him, and kids who perpetually have their hands out for money. And he thinks, gosh, I wish I was a millionaires son or something…..

 

And on, and on, and on.

 

Always looking for that something else, always forgetting why they chose that incarnation in the first place. One day, perhaps, you will look at the truly happy, the spiritually enlightened, and think, gosh, I was I was that guy, he’s not bothered by sex, or money, or anything like that! He’s so happy!

 

And just maybe you will reincarnate into a family who will send you off to join a Buddhist monastery. Or something like that, anyway.

 

But, if that is the end result, then why can’t we just ask ourselves, why am I seeking all these things?

 

Animal instinct. The search to climb a social hierarchy, or at least maintain one’s place within it.

 

Eliminate the search for Alpha status, and a human is down to true curiosity. Don’t get me wrong, sex is great, I love it. However, it’s no longer a deciding factor in my life choices. Money and being able to afford cool stuff is great, however, unless you’re into race car driving for fun, the only reason you’re gonna want a ferarri is to impress that girl.

 

As for sex… wouldn’t it be nice if we just treated it like a fun and enjoyable thing, and weren’t bothered if one man or woman wasn’t interested because there is, as they say, plenty more fish in the sea?

 

Take away the threat of disease and unwanted pregnancy, and what does it become? I really think we put far too much emphasis on it.

 

This whole thing sounds nice, huh? But you might be thinking, “Shit, but that would depend on other humans not being assholes!”

 

Guess what? They’re probably thinking the same goddamn thing about you! How many times have you found yourself grudging or being wary of strangers, just because you didn’t know them? YOU ARE ALL WORRYING ABOUT THE SAME BLOODY THING!

 

How nice would it be to meet a stranger on the road and see a new friend or acquaintance rather than a potential threat?

 

No money or otherwise blocks to what you need means that you will not be tempted to use another human to gain these things.

 

Deny a man nothing, and greed dissappears.

 

Goodnight, and Namaste.

 

Life ain’t as hard as we make it for ourselves

What is our True Will?

It is our ART.

Our art is that insatiable compulsion to create, everyone has one and it will poke and prod at us throughout our entire life to try and encourage us to chase it. Our Will, however, is intercepted on a daily basis.

“Every man and every woman is a star.”

If we are following our truest love then we will not interfere with the Will of others. Most people, though, will not follow our Will because of fear of ridicule or retribution. Other times, they will be influenced by outside factors. For example, we wanted to dance. We would dance in our rooms, unbridled and in a state of sheer delight. We listen to music and can immediately see the dancers. However, mother told you that it was silly to want to dance, and so the daydream dancer sits unhappily at a computer desk for the rest of her life, doing a job she hates. a natural extrovert, she is told to pipe down and know her place in society.

And because she hates it, she does a poor job.

Lets take a look at another, complimentary, example. Another young woman comes from a family of dancers. She is encouraged by their values to take to the stage. Naturally though, she is an introvert, and has a love for mathematics. She would love to have a nice quiet corner, decorated in her own style, in which to work. She is a naturally gifted data analyst, and number crunching brings her great pleasure. The art of numeric logic fascinates her, and she thrills slightly when she notices patterns in daily life. But her mother, a gifted dancer, wants her legacy to carry on and so forces her ideals on the daughter. “How could you want something so mundane? Gather fame and fortune on the stage!” She says. So the daughter takes to the stage, and as she has no love for it, she will not excell in this particular art form, and spends every evening in her mothers production company, her stomach in knots at the thought of being forced into the public eye.

Both these stories compliment each other. We would say, “But someone has to do the job, so like it or lump it, you have to do it anyway.” This is entirely false. Both of these women could be doing each others jobs, and gain much happiness from it.

Another example of Will interference is the influence of the media. Let’s look at how the sexes interact.

Today, a woman is expected to be of meticulous appearance whilst she is young, No, of course you don’t look nice in that big stripy sweater and Ozzy glasses. Back to the tanning salon with you, woman. That’s not to say that if you genuinely enjoy looking in the way put across by the media as acceptable then you shouldn’t do it. But in todays scenario, it can be very difficult to differentiate between Will and suggestion. Anyway, back on topic. This is backed up by the fact that men expect (for the most part) a woman to look perfect at all times. Body hair that occurs naturally? No chance. Disgusting.

On the flipside, men are expected to have a big fat wallet and a nice little nest set up for a wife to move into. Many women will not go near a man unless he’s in a stable job and has a car, whatever his circumstances may be that led him on this path. If he takes care of himself, he’s probably gay. Apparently. Men are also encouraged to be nondescript in appearance, and sad to say, in glancing out of the window, I could not differentiate one from the other on the street.
Oh, and boys, keep those emotions to yourself. You’re only there to be an emotional leaning post for when we’re devastated about not being able to afford those new shoes that the advert told us we need to be acceptable.

I keep going back to the concept of appearance, and whilst it may sound superficial, it is an important topic. Our appearance is a method of self expression, and a way of attracting like minded people. It is our way of showing “here’s the kind of stuff I like”. When Will is uninterrupted by fear of whatever consequence, we will naturally divide in two ways. Some of us are introverted, and will dress in a manner that allows us to pass through society without being noticed. If that’s what you like, then that’s cool. If you are an extrovert, you’ll probably lean towards an extravagant flair, taking influence from what we genuinely love. Like rock music? You’d probably grow your hair long and wear leather jeans if you didn’t think your co-workers would take the piss.

Clothes are fucking clothes and that’s it. Excuse my language, but it annoys me how we can only dress ourselves in the fashion of the day if we want to be taken seriously. If a Japanese kimono flatters you perfectly and makes you feel happy when you’re prancing around the bedroom, wear a Kimono outside. If you want to go shopping in town wearing an outfit fit for your average anime post-apocalyptic hero, then do it! Style is another personal Art, and we are all capable being walking art forms, whatever that may be.

A young woman I know who shall remain nameless never fails to amaze me when I spot her in the street. This girl in particular is a fan of the gothic and the macabre, and I often see her in elaborate period costumes with a sinister twist, with enormous bustle skirts and corsets dripping in cobweb lace. I wouldn’t wear it personally, but I’m always slightly awed by her. Sad to say, the general public have an entirely different perspective on this, and I have seen people sniggering as she walks by.

Does she care?

Does she fuck. Good girl.

It’s ok to think people dress a little strange. I’ve left the public slightly bewildered when I’m out in full form. But that’s ok. Just be nice about it. Don’t be hindered by “what’s in fashion this year,” and unfortunately, even the “alternative scene” has fallen victim to this. I have found myself disgusted in goth clubs by sniggering cliques when someone has came in not wearing the particular branch of gothic style that’s “in” right now. No, rockabilly skull n’ bones style isn’t his thing. He likes floating about in a 18th century tapestry coat, with a big frilly shirt and cuffs. That’s his Art, not yours, and don’t expect him to conform to your ideals.

To get back to the original subject, Will is thwarted on a daily basis, and in fact, we are often quite unaware as to what our “True Will” is.

So how do we identify what the True Will is?

Examine all of your wants. If it’s True, then there is no because. Don’t do it because you want that girl to like you, because there IS a girl out there who will think you are truly wonderful for what you are, but because of interference, you will go for what you feel you SHOULD be looking for. Mother thinks you should have a nice quiet girl who dresses conservatively, so you ignore the happy, bubbly girl with the dreadlocks that makes you light up inside every time you see her.
Mother thinks you should have a nice rich boyfriend that will keep you stable for the rest of your life and give her lots of grandkids, so you ignore the fact you don’t want children and that lovely guy who works in the delicatessen that doesn’t have much money, but thinks you’re the best thing in the entire world, and makes you laugh anytime you go to pick up the grocieries.

Stop limiting yourself because of others values. And parents, let your kids chase their dreams. Even if it doesn’t match what you like, remember that even though you gave birth to them, they are not your property, and are actually a little star all of their own.

I have used partnerships as an example here, but this can be applied to any walk of life.

If you can eliminate because, and do something purely because it brings you great joy, then DO IT. If you love it, you will excell at it. Be it dance, painting, mathematics, writing, cleaning (yes, some people do genuinely enjoy it!) or anything else, you will shine in your Art. And we all have at least one, many with several. If we all did what we truly loved then society would be a wonderful place to be, from the top to the bottom. Don’t do things for material gain either – look for material to further your love. If a big house and two cars is only important because you worry how other people see you, then sod the house.

And to finish, when you follow your Will, the entire universe will get behind you and provide what you need. If you need a particular item to create, such as brushes, a laptop, fabric, educational books etc, then it will come to you, I promise. As soon as you chase your dreams you will be astounded at what doors open up. I fully intend to expand upon this concept in a later entry, but for now, go get ’em.

So go give it a try. Really look at yourself, work out what you truly want, and grab it with both hands.

Fuck Because.

You’re all amazing. ❤

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Artwork by The Soul Connection Network.