Why Machismo Is Consuming Mexico

Mexico is tainted by a Demonic personality named machismo. The character traits of this demonic personality are the same whether encountered in one person or in another and one person will recognize himself in another person and this is the way this demon propagates itself. The demon shatters a mans personality into pieces that fight with one another creating a divided house. The fragments of the demon in one person will react with the fragments of the demon in another person, and in this way, the demon achieves his purpose, just as a hand and mouth work together so a man can achieve the purpose of feeding himself. Its purpose is to set up walls within a man to divide him from himself, and to keep parts within him from working together. This is how he keeps men from being who they were born to be, and makes good men into cowards,thus replacing a real man with a fake one. The macho man is a facade with no substance behind it, but the real man is made up of live parts that one wouldnt usually associate with a real man. These parts, when allowed to exist and thrive, will work together seamlessly to create a genuine man who is morally superior to his fragmented counterpart. The job of this demon is to recognize the parts that make up the real man, and isolate them from one another, (This will make you look at it differently the next time you are embarrassed about the most tender parts of your personality, they are the foundation of the real man). This isolation is what makes good men do nothing, allowing evil to triumph. This is at the core of what is happening in Mexico, a place where evil and corruption is flourishing unchecked. Fragmented men have manipulated each other for decades, each passing decade saw the Mexican man more fragmented until we arrive at present day with a society broken down into its constituent parts. The ones most fragmented have the softer parts of them so far cut off that they are inaccessible to them and all that is left is a tormented monster who doesn't even recognize his own self as he is committing atrocity after atrocity in the service of another man's, or demon's will.




















































































































































































































































































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"using people is freedom"

Freedom is being able to go where you want and do whatever you want whenever you want.
The only way to be able to do this is if you have money and the time to enjoy this money. If you are busy making money you cant possibly be free as all your time is tied up in this. If all your time is tied up in this, you may be able to do whatever you want because you have money, but you wont be able to do it whenever you want as you are busy all the time. This is where you use other people to work in your place and you pay them a set amount and live off the surplus fruits of their labor. The freedom to come and go as one pleases is the real currency here, because without that, winning the lottery would be meaningless. What do you think of when you imagine winning the lottery? Having a lot of money isnt the exciting part, no, we imagine all the free time we will have. We imagine being able to go where we want, whenever we want, and be able to do what we want.All this being said, flexibility in scheduling of when we will work and the conditions of our work and having some control over these things should figure in to how much money we are making. If you are making very little money but have flexibility and control over when and how much you are going to work, therefore doing everything completely voluntarily,you are still making more freedom than the guy who makes more money with less freedom. Remember money is freedom. Forget about all the working to survive crap. Survival is what you get when you are working with money as your primary goal. Survival is what animals strive for. A man is not an animal and should be striving for more than just mere sustenance. Man requires free time and this is what we should be working towards. Free time is the true currency. I guess this is what they mean when they say that time is money.
The only sustainable way to keep your freedom is to use other peoples time, and trade them money for their time, since most people are living on an animalistic survival level.Even if one is not making much money, if he has all his needs met while maintaining his freedom, let all the employees make all the money, give me the freedom. Using people is ok as long as you pay them for it. I've seen it all over the place. The place I work now, at an a/c company, where the workers are putting in 80 hours a week in 107 degree plus environments and are happy to do it because they feel the money they are making is just compensation for the chunks of their lives they are missing out on. They dont mind being used. Meanwhile, the ones at the top can take off when they want because as long as they have drones who live for money doing all his work for him, his presence isnt required. If there ever was a secret conspiracy, this would be it; that money is not the true currency for evolved man. The true currency is the freedom to make headway in the enjoyment of his lifetime. But, just as you cant pay a dog for a trick with a dollar, (he just doesnt understand the value of it) you cant pay some men in freedom, because they are conditioned to think that money is the only form of valuable currency.All money gets you (if not used to buy you time), is the ability to consume, and the adoration of like minded people who worship this consumption. At what point did we trade our freedom in for this thing that has value because everyone believes it does. This is the real "illuminati conspiracy".

coincidence?

All bullshit aside, it is a little difficult to overlook all the funny “coincidences” that have happened to me that have given me just what I needed (more than what I could have wished for) or wanted at just the right time so many times in my life. What kind of truly reasonable person would deny that it takes some kind of pathological ungratefulness to deny the degree to which we are being babysat by this series of “coincidences”. The exacting conditions which must be met to keep earth the exact distance from the sun as to maintain the correct temperature to maintain life on this planet are so diligently maintained should astound even the most skeptical mind. I know, I know, these are merely meaningless coincidences in a chaotic universe in which any combination of conditions is possible. Maybe these are just a series of coincidences. Nevertheless, they deserve some observation at the very least. My wife counted 70 channels on television, 70 channels that on more than 15 occasions has failed to yield even one program with something that added to me. When I say “added to me”, I mean that if one examined the intentions that shine through each program, one would find that the people who put these shows on were only trying to either illicit a negative emotional response, or money from us, the viewers. If the ends justify the means, or on the flip side of the coin, the ends shed light on the intentions behind the means, then the fact that we are living in a place tailored to our biological needs sheds light on the intentions of these “coincidences”. Any skeptic is basically trying to look behind the veil to get at the intentions of the joker who is standing in front of him. If this skeptic was to look closely at the effects of these coincidences, he would have to conclude that this chaos yielded an extremely rare gem in leaving these very conditions in place for so long as to allow these autonomous beings to develop.

gods have a time-space allergy

We are all only trained to believe that we want success, material wealth, recognition, etc., by people who want to manipulate us into acting as they want. Any type of human interaction that takes place in which one of the parties gets increasingly less tangible (their physical presence on the time/space plane of reality is less and less required), and the other gets put in an increasingly more tangible (their physical presence in the time/space plane of reality is more and more required). The people who are getting what their will desires know that there are other people out there who want the same thing, and there is a rabid competition to get it. This it is the freedom to exert pressure from the outside, and as a result of this pressure are able to live in this world as they would in their imaginations. These are the rich people, the ones who buy and sell other people’s work, give them wholesale price and keep the retail for the risk that they imposed on someone else. There is an invisible war going on for the ability to write your own destiny, and the knights are the lawyers, researchers and engineers, and the nobles are the ceo’s, the kings are the stockholders who are living above the fray. The real name of the game of capitalism is to be able to do whatever you want whenever you want, and to have whatever makes you happy at the moment become reality at the snap of one’s fingers, in short, to be one’s own sovereign god over one’s self with as little effort as possible. Rich people keep people out of their business as much as possible, because they would like you to think that what they do is hard work. The truth is, if you have time to play golf at 2 pm on Tuesday afternoon, yet you expect others to work until 6 and you tell your workers that what you do is really none of their concern, just get back to work, one can begin to see ‘through the veil’ so to speak. The problem is that most of us have been so well manipulated that we believe ourselves unworthy of wanting to do whatever we want. As I write this I am feeling little pangs of guilt for even suggesting that I want to do whatever I want as if some people deserve to have their will be done and I don’t. We believe that good is evil and evil is good. Good is anything I say it is. Evil is anything I say it is. If I claim something to be good because someone else told me it was without understanding why, I cannot claim it as my good. Thus, I am lying to myself.

Everyone wants to be the fly on the wall, the house on the hill overlooking the coolest location. We watch everyone else move around while we look on like ghosts. “What are you looking at?”, yet we are sitting in the café watching all the people go by like little voyeurs. We all want to look without being seen, sitting in our homes in our underwear while laughing at the guy in his underwear getting arrested on COPS. Everyone has a double standard, thinking we deserve one thing and everyone else deserves another. But this is all darkness and the stuff of beasts.
The kind of stuff that blows away with the wind after one dies.

hookey

The discoveries of the day so far were that i dont need to agree with other people's opinion of how my movie should go. i am in control of how i feel about myself and if i bend to other people's will i am no better than jabba the hutt's lackey when luke tells him,"You will take me to jabba now". When jabba sees how the guy bent to skywalker the wizard's will, he despises him and says he is a weak minded fool .this is what god is talking about when he says he doesnt want any luke warm people , it is better to be naturally bad than artificially good as exhibited by the mutual respect between polar opposites jabba and luke skywalker. if either jabba or luke had bent to the others will , even though one is good and the other bad, making them natural enemies, their mutual respect would be destroyed. The result of this relationship of being polar opposites but respecting each other is that they only have short but sweet battles , and when they are not fighting hold each other in high esteem and actually love each other. this helps one love ones enemies . the only way to love ones enemy is to agree to disagree with them. if you dont take the chance to get beaten down you will live an unwilling slave, despised by the one you are serving and also despised by the one you want to get saved by, who is your master's enemy. only a free man can willingly submit himself to a slavery motivated by love.so do what you are happy doing , if you arent happy doing it , the guys you are doing it for will hate you , and god will also hate you even though you ask for his help because he only responds to whole people who broke completely. if you are still artificially holding yourself together you will never be eligible to accept god's help. you must be totally convinced of your error. if you think you are self justified or are right in your sin in any way , you will not ever reach god, so just go about your business and try to make yourself feel good about yourself naturally, and grow as a human being and let yourself develop naturally. wet, pliable clay cannot be re used. you need to have been shaped, glazed, fired beautified and then , only in a full state of development , as fine china thrown to the floor and pulvarized into a fine dust to be re-formed by god himself. because only god can re make clay that used to be china, it is not processable by a human and this is the fertile soil that they talk about in the bible when they are talking about spreading the seed, and some of it falling on fertile ground.

message from a tree

Message from a Tree

· Today is the closest thing to Friday I have had in a long time and it feels good. I took a bike ride and it is a day I am not likely to forget in a long time even though I did nothing totally out of the ordinary for most people. I went to Reverchon park at about 3:30 to 4:00 and had an extraordinary experience with a giant tree. I don’t know what kind it is, but I wont likely forget its location. The tree is so old and wise, that I feel like I have my own Don Juan to teach me things. First, I stopped and said hello to it and it didn’t seem very receptive, but it told me that it was just not used to having a human talk to it, that’s why it seemed so aloof at first. It (the tree) didn’t waste any time teaching me things. I started out by feeling its energy, and it was very warm, and its warmth extended out farther away from the tree than the one that got cut down over on Lemmon by the red and white checkered water tower. This tree has a completely different personality, not as heavy. This tree here at Reverchon isn’t as aloof as the other tree. Its as if the one at Lemmon were older than its years. The one at reverchon seems to be as old personalitywise, but as evidenced by the thickness of the trunk and the height, it has to be at least twice the age of the other one. This one has a mood to match Don Juan and is more tolerant and patient while listening to my questions. I asked him about the tree over on Lemmon and he didn’t answer me right away, but instead, I just sat there and it must have given me energy or something because I got really patient all of a sudden, and that just is not me. It was a feeling of patient energetic ebullience, kind of like the everyday feeling I had as a child when playing with my toys in peace. I was just about to leave when he told me, “see, that is your problem, you have no patience, I was just about to answer your questions. Sit down and look at the shadows of my bark and try to perceive the flipside. “ He must have given me some energy or something, because I was able to get a few good glimpses of the shadows as perceived as this world, and this world as perceived as the shadows. I had been trying to do that for a long time; ever since I started reading Castaneda. I guess it took my meeting of this tree to have a breakthrough. While I was sitting there practicing my shadow watching, during a break in concentration, it told me that I was the reason the other tree got killed. I wasn’t the direct reason, the tree knew its time had come way before I had arrived, but something about my being there had something to do with it. As if I am a black cat or a crow. The black cat and crow don’t make things happen, but they are signs of bad to come. He said its because of my heavy mood and because I indulge too much. I ---“Love it and kiss it and squeeze it and never put it down’’--- too much to everything in my life, and that is a coincidence because when I was riding my bike , what I thought was Jesus told me earlier today that if you live your life you will lose it. Its funny that a tree would tell me the same message put in a different context, as if they were related. I need to quit holding on to things so tightly in life. I need to let go . I am going to start going to the tree to get counsel, because I think it might be able to explain some things I want to know about God and the universe.

garden of eden