- It's no surprise to the people who know me that I spend
a lot of time listening to Internet radio. On many nights, I fall asleep
with the computer on and awaken at some point during the night to a voice
yelling about the New World Order and Big Brother. I suspect this is not
the best form of sleep programming and I'd be better off with the sound
of rain or birds chirping.
- However, in my never ending quest for "the truth"
I have traded in the "white noise" machine for a voice that
sounds a bit like someone gargling on Drano. And yet, the Drano voice
keeps me aware of the "news they loose" ("they" meaning
the mainstream media) The result is that I am living in a parallel universe.
In my universe there are bird flu scares, possible cataclysmic disasters,
a looming financial bust and, of course, a 911 that was not perpetrated
by a group of Arabs with tweezers (I know, I know....it was box cutters...but
that is just as ridiculous) And so....while the world sleeps and visions
of sugar plum fairies dance in some peoples heads.......my mind is being
flooded with a Tsunami of alternative facts.
- Perhaps, this is why, during a recent trip to London,
my sister, whom I hadn't seen in 20 years, looked at me aghast.
- "Why do you waste your time with this crap?"
she questioned as a fiery discussion erupted concerning the truth of 911.
- "Because I ran out of Danielle Steele books."
- No....I didn't say that but I must admit those words
crossed my mind. Even without my glasses, I recognized the need for self
control. And so, I took a deep breath and exercised that rather flaccid
- "You may think it's a waste but that's your opinion.
Some people watch sitcoms, some people read trashy fiction and some people
research the official story of 911. To each his own."
- A silence befell the room as two sisters began to dismantle
the wall of tension. There was a sudden change of topic. Perhaps it
was my five planets in Libra, but I felt it was important to keep the peace.
In addition, it would have been a long walk back to The United States.
Maybe it was the tone of my voice. Maybe it was my lack of histrionics
and flailing arms. Whatever the reason, it was not long before the warmth
of sisterly love once again permeated the room. If you can't keep peace
in your own family, how are you going to handle the Middle East?
- Don't let this brief interlude with my sister confuse
you. I sometimes wish that I was not one of the people who "wasted"
their time perusing the Internet in search of "truth." Sometimes
I wish I could pop a Prozac and turn on the "boob tube."
Sometimes I actually envy people who don't think about doom and gloom.
I envy people who think that "the bird flu" is merely the past
tense of "the bird flies." I envy people who do not live in
a world in which the specter of microchips looms dangerously close to body
parts. However, my case of envy does not last long....and, before you can
say "New World Order" I am back on the Net...........feeding
my lust for truth.
- Since I am still living on Planet Earth (for the most
part) I occasionally turn on the mainstream media. It verges on the absurd.
Personally, I would rather watch Jon Stewart's The Daily Show. At least
he is intentionally funny.
- Lately, the Mainstream Media has had a focus....the death
of the Pope. Since I have a minuscule papal understanding I will resist
the desire to begin pontificating. I will instead recommend an article
by Mark Owens. <http://www.rense.com/general63/popo.htm>http://www.rense.com/general63/popo.htm
- My dislike of Organized Religion is fairly clear to
anyone who is familiar with my essays. I believe anything that divides..........weakens.
It's interesting that our English word "religion" comes from
the Latin verb religare, which simply means to join together, to connect.
Perhaps it is time to rewrite the dictionary or, better yet, our behavior.
- But alas, I have digressed.....as a person with a grievance
will often do.
- The other morning I was listening to an Internet show
. (just an average morning in the Andreas home) The phone lines were
open and the arm chair pundits were telling the host exactly who they felt
was responsible for the condition of our world. Some were convinced that
the Vatican was orchestrating the New World Order Symphony. Others pointed
the finger of blame at the Jews, Others stated that it was the Zionists.
The host summed it up by saying that it was the Globalists and they
come in all religions, races and sizes. Although the bodies are different
they have one important similarity........they are suffering from terminal
greed. Their greed occupies the place where their conscience used to reside.
They are as clever as they are ruthless ....and they have gained control
of the minds and souls of the unsuspecting populace.
- Sadness filled my room and my world tilted on its axis.
It was a familiar feeling. I was starring in The Matrix and had a desire
to put my finger down my throat and cough up the red pill.
- Yes.....we are all being manipulated. Some of us are
being manipulated to hate. Some of us are being manipulated to kill. Some
of us are being manipulated to pop an SSRI and head over to the mall.
- Who is doing this? Does it really matter? Of course
it does. People must be held accountable for their actions. They must
suffer the consequences of their misdeeds. But don't expect the terrain
to change dramatically. You see, if you were to take all the perpetrators
and send them to some outer star constellation, a new group would simply
emerge in their stead. It is similar to the drug dealer on the corner.
Arrest the scoundrel and his/her replacement appears the following day.
Avarice, cruelty and gluttony are not the domain of a select few. They
are not confined to a race ...a religion ...a bloodline. They are a condition
of a consciousness that has only one direction in which to go and I'll
give you a clue....it's not "down." Removing the "enemy
du jour" will not solve the problem. The pieces may rearrange but
the game will go on until the participants cease to participate.
- I did not mean to dig a hole of hopelessness and bury
you inside. I did not mean to minimize the impact that we all can have
on life. In my world ..the journey never ends. I may not be certain that
Planet Earth will survive under the weight of humanity's lack of humanity
yet I do not believe that the end of the planet is the end of the journey.
- Allow me a moment or two in which to wax esoteric. I
doubt that it is possible for us to create a "heaven on earth."
...although it's certainly a noble effect. We are inhabitants of a dualistic
plane and therefore cannot have "good" without "evil"
any more than we can have "up" without "down." We
may not be able to change the world but we can certainly impact it in dramatic
ways. We can help to raise the consciousness of our fellow beings. We
can gently awaken our fellow beings from their sonambulism. We can
refuse to mindlessly follow along to get along.
- Every act of kindness, every loving gesture, every word
of encouragement sends ripples throughout the universe. Do not minimize
the power of these ripples and the effect that they have on consciousness.
Do not underestimate the power of consecrating a life to truth and integrity.
Do not fall prey to the anger and fear that leave you impotent and loveless.
- c. 2005 Judy Andreas