Showing posts with label children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label children. Show all posts
Thursday, May 24, 2018
Think about it! "The Anunnaki Creation Story: The Biggest Secret"
This story really makes you think!
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Friday, December 26, 2014
What the fox says?
I had a dream the other night about a beautiful fox, it was tamed, it was mine! So I thought I'd share some quoted images for you all, who might be interested in maybe knowing a little bit!
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Please check my other blog posts for my symbolic related views, and other random posts!
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Always.....Silence. Speaks in volumes!
I don't want to cry, and you can't make me.
Your silent actions, use my words and thrown them at me.
Hurt me with so many things, and ways, and not a word needed be spoken.
You can't keep blaming an adult for what they did as a child. Can't you see they aren't the same?
I've been hurt by many, suffered enough karma to teach me many lessons.
And still, I put no blame on anyone, only on circumstance.
The part of me that believes you still care, I don't trust it anymore, because of your "WORDS".
My heart, soul, mind and body, need peace, needs for others to hear them crying for mercy.
Situations arise for some, when just children, and those are the times in life, one does not have a choice.
Rape, sexual abuse, psychical abuse, mental abuse... emotional abuse, verbal abuse, abuse caused by rumors.
Do you know what it's like to be called ugly as a small child?
Do you know what it feels like to be bullied in any way?
Do you know what it feels like to be called a joke by your partner?
Do you?
Do you know what it's like to be called so ugly that you're told that you should wear a bag on your head?
Do you know what it's like when those bullies get all their friends to gang up on you all at once and you're standing all alone and no one speaks up?
I've let these things go, they don't bother me anymore, but when someone says I don't know suffering, nor pain, nor love. What do you think runs through my head? I stay silent in those moments, because they don't know me at all!
There are people I wish I could forget, but I'd want them to forget me to, so that they couldn't bother me, as a person who doesn't remember or know them because the memory isn't there...so as if strangers. Just not to hurt nor bothered.
I've helped many people in this life time, without them ever knowing me personally, without them ever seeing me. Strangers. And maybe I saved some lives along the way, but I don't tell anyone, because I did it for them, and the part of me that knows I've helped in someway, is good enough. I don't brag about my good deeds, because I didn't do it to be noticed, I'd like not to be noticed.
Do you know what it's like to suffer after praying for others? Do you know such a pain? A misery that appears after I pray, pray good for others. I wonder if any have prayed for me? I don't care if they did. I'd never ask.
Please check my other blog posts for my symbolic related views, and other random posts!
Your silent actions, use my words and thrown them at me.
Hurt me with so many things, and ways, and not a word needed be spoken.
You can't keep blaming an adult for what they did as a child. Can't you see they aren't the same?
I've been hurt by many, suffered enough karma to teach me many lessons.
And still, I put no blame on anyone, only on circumstance.
The part of me that believes you still care, I don't trust it anymore, because of your "WORDS".
My heart, soul, mind and body, need peace, needs for others to hear them crying for mercy.
Situations arise for some, when just children, and those are the times in life, one does not have a choice.
Rape, sexual abuse, psychical abuse, mental abuse... emotional abuse, verbal abuse, abuse caused by rumors.
Do you know what it's like to be called ugly as a small child?
Do you know what it feels like to be bullied in any way?
Do you know what it feels like to be called a joke by your partner?
Do you?
Do you know what it's like to be called so ugly that you're told that you should wear a bag on your head?
Do you know what it's like when those bullies get all their friends to gang up on you all at once and you're standing all alone and no one speaks up?
I've let these things go, they don't bother me anymore, but when someone says I don't know suffering, nor pain, nor love. What do you think runs through my head? I stay silent in those moments, because they don't know me at all!
There are people I wish I could forget, but I'd want them to forget me to, so that they couldn't bother me, as a person who doesn't remember or know them because the memory isn't there...so as if strangers. Just not to hurt nor bothered.
I've helped many people in this life time, without them ever knowing me personally, without them ever seeing me. Strangers. And maybe I saved some lives along the way, but I don't tell anyone, because I did it for them, and the part of me that knows I've helped in someway, is good enough. I don't brag about my good deeds, because I didn't do it to be noticed, I'd like not to be noticed.
Do you know what it's like to suffer after praying for others? Do you know such a pain? A misery that appears after I pray, pray good for others. I wonder if any have prayed for me? I don't care if they did. I'd never ask.
Please check my other blog posts for my symbolic related views, and other random posts!
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Life and emotional attachments! And a shared dream from long ago.
Life and emotional attachments!
Days are going by, I'm living, but still have this vague stagnant feeling within me that craves to go do something.
That being said, I'm somewhat, what they consider a closet case. I don't consider myself to be such, but I stay somewhat feeling trapped on decisions on what to do next. Now I don't want to sound crazy, but I always seem to do so. So here is what I "propose"....
I'm waiting things out until I figure things out in order to "do what I set out to do"!?!
So I like to stay home, not because I am lazy, but because I have these voices shouting from everywhere that I shouldn't venture elsewhere because of some impending doom that lurks on the outside. I do the greatest of my ability to ignore this, but as of late...That seems to be getting closer to me than I'd like to admit. Perhaps it's some kind of criminal mind in hiding and waiting for me? Or maybe it's awaiting someone else, and the wires are being crossed somehow and I am receiving something not even directed towards myself?
Now I don't know if this thing is an inward loop of fear, or if someone is messing with my mind signals, maybe an inner voice or "something(or someone) that is intervening" with my processes in life in general. To be brutally honest, I feel it is the latter! I must also note though, there is also another voice saying "their intentions are to love me"...See I keep getting mixed messages and mixed signals that can be a bit confusing to the brain in this all to mixed up thought process.
Honestly though, there is so much chaos out there in this whole entire world that saddens me. I often wonder if I am the only one, experiencing these add feelings and receiving such odd impressions. Something within me says "I'm not the only one", but another part of me doubts that and asks "Why me?"
I had a dream once (Okay, maybe more than once), where everyone had to leave on a big cargo plane, because where we were, was going to be attacked or in some kind of danger or plagued or something like that. Everyone, including my children and other loved ones/friends. They were all boarding this plane, BUT I said NO, I said I wasn't getting on the plane! This cargo plane was like the ones you see animals transported to their countries, after being in captivity. BUT...It was one of those huge ones, that they have enough room for elephants and big animals like that. This was very odd though, people were boarding from land while this plane was in the water. Which strikes me as odd, because everyone walked from ground and than walking through water and boarding the plane that way. It was a very odd looking plane for a cargo plane. People entered the back, like animals...through this large drop down back door. If you can picture that.
Anyways I always think about that dream, I had it so many years ago, but I always ended up getting myself left behind while everyone I loved and everyone else, left to go to safety. I always ask myself why I wouldn't go, it's as if I wasn't ready to move on or to leave my home and place I love. I'm still unsure to why I had this dream and usually I am pretty good at figuring them out, after thinking them over.
I don't have aids. It's a more complicated illness and I care not to explain! Maybe I have this strong emotional attachment to life that keeps me going.....Anyways...
Loving you all and thinking of you and the world deeply lately.
Unknown Sender
Days are going by, I'm living, but still have this vague stagnant feeling within me that craves to go do something.
That being said, I'm somewhat, what they consider a closet case. I don't consider myself to be such, but I stay somewhat feeling trapped on decisions on what to do next. Now I don't want to sound crazy, but I always seem to do so. So here is what I "propose"....
I'm waiting things out until I figure things out in order to "do what I set out to do"!?!
So I like to stay home, not because I am lazy, but because I have these voices shouting from everywhere that I shouldn't venture elsewhere because of some impending doom that lurks on the outside. I do the greatest of my ability to ignore this, but as of late...That seems to be getting closer to me than I'd like to admit. Perhaps it's some kind of criminal mind in hiding and waiting for me? Or maybe it's awaiting someone else, and the wires are being crossed somehow and I am receiving something not even directed towards myself?
Now I don't know if this thing is an inward loop of fear, or if someone is messing with my mind signals, maybe an inner voice or "something(or someone) that is intervening" with my processes in life in general. To be brutally honest, I feel it is the latter! I must also note though, there is also another voice saying "their intentions are to love me"...See I keep getting mixed messages and mixed signals that can be a bit confusing to the brain in this all to mixed up thought process.
Honestly though, there is so much chaos out there in this whole entire world that saddens me. I often wonder if I am the only one, experiencing these add feelings and receiving such odd impressions. Something within me says "I'm not the only one", but another part of me doubts that and asks "Why me?"
I had a dream once (Okay, maybe more than once), where everyone had to leave on a big cargo plane, because where we were, was going to be attacked or in some kind of danger or plagued or something like that. Everyone, including my children and other loved ones/friends. They were all boarding this plane, BUT I said NO, I said I wasn't getting on the plane! This cargo plane was like the ones you see animals transported to their countries, after being in captivity. BUT...It was one of those huge ones, that they have enough room for elephants and big animals like that. This was very odd though, people were boarding from land while this plane was in the water. Which strikes me as odd, because everyone walked from ground and than walking through water and boarding the plane that way. It was a very odd looking plane for a cargo plane. People entered the back, like animals...through this large drop down back door. If you can picture that.
Anyways I always think about that dream, I had it so many years ago, but I always ended up getting myself left behind while everyone I loved and everyone else, left to go to safety. I always ask myself why I wouldn't go, it's as if I wasn't ready to move on or to leave my home and place I love. I'm still unsure to why I had this dream and usually I am pretty good at figuring them out, after thinking them over.
I don't have aids. It's a more complicated illness and I care not to explain! Maybe I have this strong emotional attachment to life that keeps me going.....Anyways...
Loving you all and thinking of you and the world deeply lately.
Unknown Sender
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
A little about freedom...
I've learned thus far, that freedom (if properly thought out) is not real!
Why do I say this?
To put it into words that you all can understand.
We can do what we want, but there is always some kind of price to pay! Whether it is with money, consequences or both.
If you commit a crime, you do the time!
If you make a choice and fail, there is a consequence.
For every action we make there is always a reaction.
When we are born, we are automatically bound without freedom! As an infant, we can not do everything for ourselves. That's probably the best part about life! For infants have no choices to make except to cry when we need love, attention or our butts changed.
As we grow older we are either shown and or taught our rights and wrongs. Our only freedom there is to choose what actions we make. We either mark on the walls( and get in trouble) or we don't and we live without the punishment of making that choice.
As teens we must decide if we steal or not, whether we try that drug and keep doing it or not, take a puff off a cigarette and keep smoking or not, go to a party and decide if we want to try different things or not. But with all these choices that we must make, they all have a reaction.
As adults we must make choices that affect our lives more so than when we were children, there are the choices of getting a job, going back to school, having children we must think wisely on what we teach them as they grow.
So as you can see, there is a freedom of choice, but no freedom at all for every choice made has it's repercussions! We can only hope that the choices we make are the right ones, no choice has a guarantee that it's right or wrong, we must wait and see what the outcome will be.
Whether you know what will come in the future or not, you are not guaranteed what choice you made to get to that outcome!
I hope I have put this into words to which you might understand my meaning when I say Freedom does not exist! Life is but a two sided coin, and no matter what side that coin is on, there is always a right and a wrong! Where is the freedom?
I'll let you be the judge of that.
Unknown
Why do I say this?
To put it into words that you all can understand.
We can do what we want, but there is always some kind of price to pay! Whether it is with money, consequences or both.
If you commit a crime, you do the time!
If you make a choice and fail, there is a consequence.
For every action we make there is always a reaction.
When we are born, we are automatically bound without freedom! As an infant, we can not do everything for ourselves. That's probably the best part about life! For infants have no choices to make except to cry when we need love, attention or our butts changed.
As we grow older we are either shown and or taught our rights and wrongs. Our only freedom there is to choose what actions we make. We either mark on the walls( and get in trouble) or we don't and we live without the punishment of making that choice.
As teens we must decide if we steal or not, whether we try that drug and keep doing it or not, take a puff off a cigarette and keep smoking or not, go to a party and decide if we want to try different things or not. But with all these choices that we must make, they all have a reaction.
As adults we must make choices that affect our lives more so than when we were children, there are the choices of getting a job, going back to school, having children we must think wisely on what we teach them as they grow.
So as you can see, there is a freedom of choice, but no freedom at all for every choice made has it's repercussions! We can only hope that the choices we make are the right ones, no choice has a guarantee that it's right or wrong, we must wait and see what the outcome will be.
Whether you know what will come in the future or not, you are not guaranteed what choice you made to get to that outcome!
I hope I have put this into words to which you might understand my meaning when I say Freedom does not exist! Life is but a two sided coin, and no matter what side that coin is on, there is always a right and a wrong! Where is the freedom?
I'll let you be the judge of that.
Unknown
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