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Ewan Morrison – YES: Why I Joined Yes and Why I Changed to No

G. M. Vasey:

In a nutshell – Awesome article that really says it all. Nationalism solves nothing its just hatred masquerading as patriotism.

Originally posted on wakeupscotland:

 Ewan Morrison is an award-winning Scottish author and screenwriter.

Four months ago I joined the Yes camp out of a desire to take part in the great debate that the Yes camp told me was taking place within their ranks. Being a doubter I thought maybe I’d failed to find this debate and that it was exclusive to the membership of the Yes camp, so I joined hoping I could locate it and take part. But even as I was accepted into the ranks – after my ‘Morrison votes Yes’ article in Bella Caledonia, I noted that 5 out of the meagre 20 comments I received berated me for either not having decided sooner or for having questioned Yes at all. Another said, and I paraphrase: ‘Well if he’s had to mull it over he could easily switch to the other side.’ That comment in Bella Caledonia worked away…

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Seeing the Truth

The truth. You hear those words quite a bit. But is there really any such thing as truth? Perhaps truth is something that’s actually only true for you? I have spent much of my life seeking the truth and now, not only have I yet to find the truth, I am no longer sure the truth actually exists. Here is why.

Firstly, each of us has a sort of core of beliefs – things that we have been told are correct. This core is nurtured by our parents and then the educational system who teach us either what they accept as truth or that that they were taught as being truth and they have found nothing better to replace it with. Some things we are taught may be closer to the truth than others in that two plus two equals four seems like truth whereas something like margarine is good for you is an opinion masquerading as truth. And so it goes with pretty much everything you think you are and that you believe in. It is not so much truth as conditioning – an acceptable version or interpretation of reality.

When we get a bit older we start to think for ourselves. Or do we? In fact, we don’t really think for ourselves because very rarely do we challenge what we had already been taught. We simply sharpen the set of thinking and analysis tools we had been given by the programming we experienced growing up. Peer pressure and the choices we make about who we mix with, what we read, what we do and so on influence our development of who we are but for most people who don’t drift so far from the security and safety of the familiar, the challenges are hardly viewpoint changing. They are more likely small wrinkles of personal differences.

Everything that you believe you are and that you think you know is most probably a lie. You deceive yourself if you think it is truth because it can only be at best a version of someone’s truth. Probably not yours but more likely societies’ truth.

There may come a time when you start to really inquire and begin to meditate and focus on that core that you believe to be you. If you persist in this approach it is possible that you will conclude as I have done that you do not know who you really are and that much of your life has been about living to expectations rather than to your inner will and those expectations? They were almost always someone else’s expectations not yours. It is quite a shock when you understand this but there is still no truth. Rather there is the realization that everything outside of you is an illusion – it is maya. You begin to conclude that in order to see the outside world with a hint of the truth, you first need to find out who you really are.

Now here, I am going to digress a little bit so bear with me please.

Stepping back from this brink I can hear you saying but I know truth. I see it with my own eyes and hear it with my own ears. No, actually you really don’t. Do me a favor and go and google about how good we are at observation and you will be amazed at how poor a skill this is for most people. You see a crime or an accident? You see your version of it and someone else who saw the same thing at the same time may disagree with your version of events. Did the man really have black hair? Was he really athletic build? The details of what you observe are part actual observation and a lot of your brain filling in the gaps based on…. yes, what you believe and have been programmed with. So actually, you don’t see or hear the truth but just an imperfect interpretation of it – your interpretation.

We also have an amazing capacity to deny the truth. Our memory is selective too. Not only did I interpret what I saw and heard but, I amy even have selectively remembered to reinforce my interpretation. Just be honest with yourself for a moment – how many memories have you altered deliberately to suit your viewpoint?

So, you see, truth – absolute truth cannot actually exist or rather it cannot be grasped by us. If the truth stared us in the face we would probably miss it and interpret it somehow in alignment with our ego and our belief system.

This is how people can fundamentally disagree over things. This is how we are exploited too. The media, the politicians, the religious leaders – they exploit us and manipulate ‘truth’. Why do you read the Telegraph or the Daily Mirror? Most likely because you agree with how they interpret events. There is a shared view of the truth. But beware – these media outlets can exploit that and tell you which version to believe….

So, I have concluded that each person has a version of the truth. Truth is not absolute for many of us and I do believe that what we see is a reflection of how we want to see. In essence, we see what we want to see. If I believe Russia is to blame for the situation in the Ukraine I will and yet Russia Today’s version of the truth is still truth – its just someone else’s version of it.

This makes life really interesting. If there is no truth then what am I to believe? Well, what is amazing is that if you do start to study magic or mysticism or your true self, you start to pick away at things and like an onion, you find layer after layer of nonsense. You begin to understand that we are programmed and that our programming is continual and we do not question it at all. You begin to see the world differently but you accept that this view is not the truth but a different version of the truth as it is still viewed through the hue of the personality and the ego. The trick is to continually work at understanding yourself to minimize the tint that colors our observation.

At the same time, you must conclude that things that most people would not accept are not only feasible but probably can be made to be just by seeing the world in a different way – all it takes is rigorous practice. In other words, you begin to appreciate that magic is real and a lot more besides. We do in fact create our own reality. It is a two-way thing. The way we see ensures that we continually see what we expect to see, If we change the the lens then we see something else. Is that magic or is that perception and please what is the difference?

And this is where the fun really starts. As we do this we become increasingly aware that there is a part of us – each of us – that is eternal, ever present, all knowing and perfect in every way. Not only have we not known this before but if we did get a hint of it then we dismissed it as a stupidity. But if we start to embrace this idea then slowly we begin to understand that if we just stand still in quiet and listen to this, our true self, we adopt a god-like viewpoint. In essence we accept the will of God and rather than trying to bend and strain to our program, we accept this…. love  –  then and only then will we finally see truth. The truth is you.

Nationalism

At college I joined the territorial army. The union jack and the national anthem always stirred my emotions. I was deeply proud of being British. I even flirted with nationalist politics but was frankly put off by the other people I met on the right wing fringes of the Tory party. Even then, I liked to buck the trend. It was trendy to be a leftie so I did the very opposite like the contrarian Aquarian that I am.

But I grew up.

Firstly, I traveled a lot. At first inside the UK with three years in the midlands, a year in Leeds, three years in Glasgow, three years in Aberdeen, 3 years in London. To be honest, my parents liked travel too so even by age 16 I had seen almost every region of the UK, France and Switzerland already. The west coats of Scotland was always a big favorite and from age 10 or so to 18 we always spent at least 1-week in and around the Lochs of western Scotland. Later, I moved to Texas and broadened my horizons considerably traveling all around North America and Europe. Seven years ago, I landed in the Czech Republic and I have traveled extensively since in and around this beautiful land. When you travel and observe, when you meet people from different cultures and backgrounds I think you cannot help learn two remarkable things;

1. We are all the same. To put it crudely, we all poop and pee the same way but what I really mean is that we all have the same needs, insecurities, feelings, fears and so on. We are all bound together by the mass of commonalities that far outweigh the differences,

2. Local culture is important and it should be valued. The world is becoming too uniform and cultures are being erased in the process. Local culture should be celebrated in my opinion.

Secondly, meditation and reflection over the last 10-years has completely changed the way I look at the world. I have had experiences in which without a shadow of a doubt, I know all is one. I know that rather than be divided, we should all be trying to work together to improve our lot. No, this doesn’t make me a ‘leftie’ either (another trend in my opinion is pagan and left wing). Rather, it has taught me that we are responsible for ourselves and while charity can be a good thing, people don’t actually grow much when given everything on a plate. No one but me is responsible for my development as a person.

To me, one thing that seems to be on the rise again is nationalism. The idea that by some accident of birth and nationality or identity, people should have different enclaves in order to keep what they have from being shared with others. That is what nationalism is. Its not about preserving local culture. Nationalism means building and creating barriers between peoples. It involves politicians exploiting divisions, grudges and disagreements – real or imagined. Nationalism is ugly, no its obscene.

Humanity needs to come together as one yet it should celebrate our cultures and traditions. This means education, sharing and joining together – uniting – to pit our wits against common threats like ignorance, disease and poverty. It does not need artificial division centered around a sense of superiority or inferiority and intolerance. It does not need nationalism. Not now, not ever.

Us and Them

Us and Them

Flames

Burning us

Bullets

Tearing us

It’s Us and Them you see

Words

Grinding us

Fists

Beating us

It’s Them to blame if you ask me

Bombs

Ripping us

Feet

Stomping us

Am I doing this to Them or to me?

All is One don’t you see

I am hating and killing me

Them? – Simply shades of me

From Astral Messages by G. Michael Vasey

Radio, Radio

On Monday I will be doing a couple more radio shows. First, I will be a guest on the Halloween special show of  Sloth and Money radio talking about The Last Observer and some of the strange experiences I had growing up. Later on (3am), I will be talking to Christine Corda on Kiss me, I’m Psychic radio again about The Last Observer, Psychic experiences and so on. I am looking forward to both as I find these radio interviews really a lot of fun. Recently, I was also featured on the X Zone radio with Rob McConnell and will appear again as we simply did not have sufficient time to finish the conversation. You can hear that interview here. Apparently, there a few more radio interviews in the pipeline between now and the end of the year as well.

9-11… It’s my Daughter’s Name Day

G. M. Vasey:

I wrote this last year and I see no reason not to post it again. Lets not ever forget what happened on 9-11.I’d like to think things had progressed and got better but with the insidious evil and satanic IS, it seems to have simply got worse. We live in constant hope.

Originally posted on The Wacky World of G. Michael Vasey:

Today is 9-11 and my 6-year old daughter’s name day. In the Czech Republic, everyone has a name day – except me. My name is too English unfortunately to appear on the calendar (it does however, appear on the Slovak Republic’s Dog Name Calendar…..:-))

A few years ago though, 9-11 meant something quite different to me…..

I walked into my office in The Woodlands, TX that morning shouting a cheery “Hello,” as I passed other’s office doors. One of the other business owners looked up at me as I walked by. He looked shocked and pale. I stopped.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Have you seen the news?” he asked.

“No, why?”

“A plane has crashed into a building in New York,” he replied.

I didn’t quite know what to say. A plane? What sort of plane? What building in New York anyway?

I unlocked my office suite and went in…

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How are The Stars Aligned?

I seem to be going through a very strange phase at the moment. I’m wondering if it has anything to do with the Moon so if you are an astrologer, let me know would you? I am an Aquarian with Moon in Taurus, Mars and Venus in Capricorn and Mercury also in Aquarius….. just in case you want to offer some advice.

I seem to attract disrespectful or strange behaviour.

This morning, I almost got run down on a pedestrian crossing, also last night. I may as well be invisible on those crossings. When driving, it’s always me that people cut off or wish to pass at 20km/hr faster than the speed limit and so drive 6cm behind me. Around me, people are fighting and in bitter discord with people close to me. I seem to be a sort of catalyst for what I can only term a ‘f**k you’ mentality aimed at me and my family. I am constantly getting audited by the tax people despite the fact I am about the only honest person around so far as I can see  when it comes to declaring everything properly (in two countries I may add) and recently, a real estate company here simply invented a debt in my name and sold it to a debt collector! What on Earth is going on here?

I guess the other thing though is just the general environment is really getting to me. It is all about division, jealousy, envy, nationalism and so on at the moment isn’t it? We just seem to be generally going through a time of upheaval and conflict on all levels. People seem if not angry with each other then certainly selfish. It’s all about me sort of attitude.

I have battened down the hatches and try to let it all wash over me because it really all is nonsense. People need to chill out a bit and be glad for what they have instead of always looking for more. They need to stop looking over the garden fence thinking their neighbors are doing better – in fact, you have no idea how they are doing. We need to be coming together and facing up to the big issues not fighting amongst ourselves.

It’s really not difficult people.

 

An Adept Among Us

In the book The adept Magician by Marten Crawford, we meet through his own words a true adept. A man who followed Bardon’s teachings for 30 odd years and in passing tells us that he can shoot flames from his stomach and water to put out the flames as well change the weather, stop time, split himself in two and many more bizarre things. When you read the words of the man, you believe him. His words are the words of someone who seems to know and who sees little importance in such abilities anyway.

Mr. Crawford writes a very straightforward and well thought through introduction to his interactions with the man he called the Adept Magician. For those who have read any Franz Bardon, some of it will be familiar but you can also tell that Marten knows what he is talking about too. While Bardon’s exercises include blessing food and giving the food properties to be consumed along with the food itself, about how to use the magnetic properties of water and why control over the elements is essential to this form of magic, Crawford adds his own layers to this of hermetic christianity drawing comparisons to the role of transubstantiated bread and wine in the mass on the one hand and to the concept of macrocosm and microcosm on the other.

If one were to follow Bardon’s exercises day in day out for 30-years, I am pretty sure changes will result in that person. To become an Adept however is a different matter altogether. Bardon was an Adept and it appears that this student of Bardon was also such a man. Most of us, and I speak for myself really here, are far too flawed as individuals perhaps to reach those levels in a single lifetime.

Our adept talks of three great transformations and he describes the first. It is perhaps familiar to those who have read about magic and esotericism. The experience was ‘so trying that I lay for three days, part of me in this world and part of me in another place. During those three-days I dreamed the same dream over and over. To this day, I’m not at all sure if it was a dream.’

The Adept talks gently and with understanding about a number of aspects of the work and training of the initiate before announcing in simple but certain terms tells us that he has made the third transformation and is going to transition accordingly along with his wife and wishes everyone a simple but heartfelt goodbye.

To me this is a must read book. It will leave you deeply touched and it may just give you hope…..

Unrelenting Propaganda and Politics

All my life I have been told what is good for me. The British newspapers and news outlets love those stories and print them all of the time. Of course, back in the early days of my life, I like everyone else, believed them. I switched from yummy butter to rather sloppy and disgusting margarine, I welcomed flourine in my water and my toothpaste and so on…. but not any more. It is without doubt all propaganda and lies.

Just yesterday, I read how Margarine is bad for you and we should eat butter. A total reversal of position. These days, the shrillness of the global warming story just about pips the shock horror stories of an endless ice age of twenty years ago. Truth – if there is any such thing is difficult if not totally impossible to establish. The human sheep react to these stories and move around as desired don’t they?

As an aside, what many people do not seem to understand is that science was politicised long ago. It’s all about the money you see. People need funding for their research. Science is corrupted by money and by politics. The research is bought and paid for and the peer review process has always been corrupt – just read the historical accounts of great scientific ‘debates’. Once a group of humans decide things are the way they are they will force everyone to think that way or suffer – it appears to be the nature of humans.

Back in the day, we all naively took on board what we were told by ‘experts’ not realizing that the so called experts were biased by money or politics or both. It is worse today than ever before. I don’t know what the answer is except perhaps to use the brain’s we all possess a little more than we do and question, question, question.

Politics envelopes everything. I read an article yesterday about alchemy and politics…. is nothing sacred? Why bring politics into magic where quite plainly it does not belong?

I despise politics. I despise politicians but more than that, I am troubled by how people behave like sheep and follow biased propaganda as if it really were honest advice. If its on the news, springs from the lips of a politician, involves statistical ‘proof’, or some UN body is involved then its almost certainly fictionalized and propaganda to boot. I think what we need to do is to start rejecting these sources en mass and see how that goes?

 

Thanks…

Just a thank you to everyone and anyone who downloaded Best Laid Plans. The book is now normally priced but available for sale. I hope everyone enjoys the poems and the some will even write a quick review – good or bad – back at Amazon. Perhaps you may even think about purchasing one of my other books?

Anyway – once again, many thanks!

 

Now, Where is that Curse?

There are times when I find myself contemplating a little black magic.

Yep, I have to be honest and say that there really are times when I think about delivering a really good and debilitating curse. Hell, there are times, if I am honest, when my thoughts are less than pristine and I do come very close to issuing a mental curse or hex. For this reason, I will never be a good magician as I must go back continually to the drawing board of ‘know thyself’ and work on that sudden rush of blood to the head that I experience from time to time and that will one day cause my fall. I must let it all be water off a duck’s back as they say.

I recall taking some presentation skills training many years ago. It comprised of presenting for a couple of minutes while being videoed. The result was boring and anemic to say the least. “Imagine the the thing that makes your blood boil – get angry and rant, wave your arms about, go really over the top”, we were told by the instructor. Guess what, the result of the second video made while I felt like if I flapped my arms any more I would take to flight looked… normal. Interesting and normal.

So what did I imagine while making the second presentation? I imagined being cut off by another driver. Yep, I cannot abide people cutting me off, pushing in, not queuing and riding up my backside trying to push me out of the way. This is the moment when I would love to wave a wand and have that other drivers’ car explode right there and then.

There are other examples. People pushing in at the supermarket when lined up for the check out till. People who use words like ‘pollutant’ when talking about CO2. People who think beforeitsnews.com is a legitimate news site. People doing bad things to other people generally. Hull City losing. But, the biggest one of all is people who for some reason simply decide that they have to write bad reviews about my book. I don’t mean by the way a negative review I mean a personal, sarcastic and totally unnecessarily rude review. Why? What on earth did I do to deserve your undying hatred just because I had the sheer audacity to write a book? What then gives you the right to lurk on Amazon marking good reviews as ‘not useful’ and penning under various other names other sarcastic and twisted reviews of my books? I don’t get it really. I never said I was Shakespeare and I don’t force people to buy my books so what was my crime? That I tried to succeed at something? Now that is just sheer petty jealousy isn’t it?

Anyway, these things make my blood boil. Luckily, my temper is instantaneous and then its gone and I am done with it. It’s fiery and explosive but burns out quickly. The fact is I need to work on it and get rid of it. What does it matter? Who cares? I say… I do actually. Damn. See…. I need to work on it I really do and I will I promise.

On the other hand, there are times when, just like in the presentation skills example, a bit of feistiness is needed. There are genuine reasons to be annoyed and to genuine causes to work for and these do need that bit of fire to spark and sustain them don’t they. So, perhaps its not so much a case of getting rid of my anger but learning when anger is appropriate and how to ensure that that anger is used as fuel to a constructive use.

I probably should stay away from the curses and hexes though….. don’t you think?