of the other women of her set, vice of the recognised description was, perhaps, permissible to those contemptible weaklings, men, but this was Evil on the High Roads. She was bound to make a fuss, and these fusses invariably took the final form of a tightness of money for Bechamel. Albeit, and he felt it was heroic of him to resolve so, it was worth doing if it was to be done. His imagination worked on a kind of matronly Valkyrie, and the noise of pursuit and vengeance was in the air. The idyll still had the front of the stage. That accursed detective, it seemed, had been thrown off the scent, and that, at any rate, gave a night's respite. But things must be brought to an issue
Saturday, 26 August 2017
Priviledges revoked
The Wheels of Chance by H. G. Wells:
of the other women of her set, vice of the recognised description was, perhaps, permissible to those contemptible weaklings, men, but this was Evil on the High Roads. She was bound to make a fuss, and these fusses invariably took the final form of a tightness of money for Bechamel. Albeit, and he felt it was heroic of him to resolve so, it was worth doing if it was to be done. His imagination worked on a kind of matronly Valkyrie, and the noise of pursuit and vengeance was in the air. The idyll still had the front of the stage. That accursed detective, it seemed, had been thrown off the scent, and that, at any rate, gave a night's respite. But things must be brought to an issue
of the other women of her set, vice of the recognised description was, perhaps, permissible to those contemptible weaklings, men, but this was Evil on the High Roads. She was bound to make a fuss, and these fusses invariably took the final form of a tightness of money for Bechamel. Albeit, and he felt it was heroic of him to resolve so, it was worth doing if it was to be done. His imagination worked on a kind of matronly Valkyrie, and the noise of pursuit and vengeance was in the air. The idyll still had the front of the stage. That accursed detective, it seemed, had been thrown off the scent, and that, at any rate, gave a night's respite. But things must be brought to an issue
Thursday, 24 August 2017
Wednesday, 23 August 2017
Suckling boy: unbel;ieveable believable ass hole
Your not my child, we aint that close, yeah too bad I aint a lady,
Get away from me, don’t speak like that, my unbelieveable
baby
Disengage, this shit crossed a line, all the paranoia and
delusions, accusations, no presumption of innocence, just dark guns blazing till I’m crowned in your shit too, so not cool- I don’t even know you.
Did you think we were besties?, did you think you could tramp the line?
That I’d afflict myself just for you?
I don’t even want these bonds,these ties, these boundary
violations, this going broke on my hard earned dime.
Mystic murderer with the dark blood eyes- you’re too muc, go suck on something else, relieve yourself, go be somebody elses
baby.
I don’t want to hold you or feel you, or heal you
This breast in this
chest is mine, I don’t want to enfold you, wipe your nose or tie your shoe,
this love in this heart is not for you ( mine)
I don’t want to scold you, or uphold you, do you think I’ve
got the time?, Like i've got nothing else to do? except play brat boy
wasting time?
I got two legs, I
walk on mine, I suggest you do the same too
Fall into who you are, walk away and let me do the same too
This taking and grasping, you all proud and erect , rigid when you can’t even hold a tune, leaning on tits and
ovulation, sucking the blood out with the moon, imprisoning the weak while
you feed from strong, the reflex cheek always
sucking strong. Mother, can , mother will, mother do.
Chorus
I don’t want to hold you or feel you, or heal you
This breast in this
chest is mine, I don’t want to enfold you, wipe your nose or tie your shoe,
this love in this heart is not for you
I don’t want to scold you, or uphold you, do you think I’ve
got the time, you think I got nothing else to do? than play brat boy
wasting time?
I got two legs, I
walk on mine, I suggest you do the same too
Fall into the pain of who you are, walk away are and let me do the same too MBFriday, 18 August 2017
The lesson of Laura
For the week of August 14 - 20, 2017:
We’re in the middle of an intense worm hole passage, at the exact balance point between the two eclipses, and the energy is off the charts. Transformation is occurring, tensions are escalating, and only thing left to do is let go and be the release of Love. Love is the ultimate response to all that is occurring on the planet right now, and we’re at the tipping point of awakening, through the heart. It requires 100% commitment to hold the balance point of equanimity and Unconditional Love. That vibration is the necessary frequency required to calibrate ourselves and our planet and resurrect into the new.Timelines are merging and our past karmic stories that have yet to be fully resolved are being revealed now through current events. The suppressed and buried wounds of story lines from our collective past are surfacing now for healing, wholing, and mastery of emotional wisdom, so that we can collectively move forward on a clean slate, together in peaceful partnership and cohesive union. We can’t ignore the past events that were never tended to with compassion and understanding. We can’t pretend that our relationships (personal or collective) are on equal ground when the symptoms show otherwise. The truth is being revealed everywhere, for the purpose of conscious and holistic evolution. Everybody wins, or we haven’t won...yet.
When we smile and pretend that everything is ok, while silently judging or detaching from what we don’t like, diverting our attention towards the like-minded, we feed into separation consciousness, which is divisive, and eventually splits us in half. The only way to unify is to become equanimous and unconditional. There is nowhere else to go when our planet is divided. No matter what side of the fence we’re standing on, we all share the same soil, the same ocean, the same air, and the same sun. What unites all of humanity as One is the Earth, Breath, and Spirit. We are each the walking embodiment of unification through every breath that animates our bodies into life through every fiber and cell of our being. By design, we are the unification and wholeness of the elements, in divine expression.
When we fragment from ourselves or from our true nature, we become the walking embodiment of separation consciousness. When we’re in conflict with ourselves, when we resist our deepest truth, deny our heart, or detach from our core wounds by severing our roots, or when we burry emotions and pretend not to notice or care, we contribute to the conflict that is playing out on our planet.
When we take responsibility for our own healing, when we dive deep below the surface to excavate and resuscitate the truth of our soul, and consciously align our choices, words, and actions with our reawakened heart, there is Love, and we become empowered. Our individual wholeness calibrates the collective wholeness, and we rise together, hand in hand.
We can’t tend to the bigger picture without tending to ourselves, and we can’t ignore the bigger picture by focusing only on ourselves. Both are necessary.
All lives matter, all hearts matter…including our own, and including the ones we resist the most. Our freedom lies in our willingness to hold our enemy the same as our most cherished loved one. Everything contains and reflects everything, there is no separation. Resistance and hate fuel more resistance and hate. The only energy that creates resolution is the consciousness of Love.
It's important to note that embodying Love doesn’t mean giving up and passively going with the flow, singing "Kumbayah" and sweeping the debris under the carpet while hoping for something better. Love is the most powerful force of energy available in the universe, in fact it is the higher law of nature. There is nothing meek or passive about the universe and the forces of nature. Love requires relentless commitment, conscious discipline, unwavering strength, unconditional courage, and the heart of a lion. Love is just as fierce, unapologetic, and raw as it is gentle, nourishing, and peaceful. Love balances the scales and restores harmony, just like the forces of nature. Love honors, protects, and holds sacred space with integrity, respect, and value. Love restores peace, shines the light on truth, even when it’s uncomfortable or painful.
The consciousness of Love is awakening on the planet. In order to awaken, we must have the courage to see the truth, and let the truth shake us to the core. If we’re afraid of being shaken to the core, we will resist all that is yet to awaken within us, which is pure potential and light. We’re being birthed through an intense portal that is shedding the skin of ego, safety, and familiarity so that we can finally recognize each other by the signature of our light and by the sound of our frequency. We didn’t come here to suffer, and we didn’t come here to live in fear or hate. We came to manifest Love, to embody Light, to awaken consciousness, and to restore unity through freedom and diversity. We are all connected, and we are all reflecting each other, through shadow and light. And the truth is, there is only light.
This week is the balance point between eclipses, leading to the full Solar Eclipse on Monday August 21. It’s important to hold the consciousness of Love on the planet, wherever we are, and be the bridge to possibility and unity, no matter what is occurring. We are expanding, and feeling the ripping apart of our own muscle fibers and skin as we stretch far beyond anything we’ve known before. This is the moment we came to experience, and as Light Workers, this is the moment we came to serve.
Tuesday, 15 August 2017
Wifi-rama
Wifi-rama
Karpman used triangles to map conflicted or drama-intense
relationship transactions.[1] The Karpman Drama Triangle models the connection
between personal responsibility and power in conflicts, and the destructive and
shifting roles people play.[3] He defined three roles in the conflict;
Persecutor, Rescuer (the one up positions) and Victim (one down position).
Karpman placed these three roles on an inverted triangle and referred to them
as being the three aspects, or faces of drama. Karpman, who had interests in
acting and was a member of the Screen Actors Guild, chose the term "drama
triangle" rather than the term "conflict triangle" as the Victim
in his model is not intended to represent an actual victim, but rather someone
feeling or acting like a victim.[1]
1.The Victim: The
Victim's stance is "Poor me!" The Victim feels victimized, oppressed,
helpless, hopeless, powerless, ashamed, and seems unable to make decisions,
solve problems, take pleasure in life, or achieve insight. The Victim, if not
being persecuted, will seek out a Persecutor and also a Rescuer who will save
the day but also perpetuate the Victim's negative feelings.
2.The Rescuer:
The rescuer's line is "Let me help you." A classic enabler, the
Rescuer feels guilty if he/she doesn't go to the rescue. Yet his/her rescuing
has negative effects: It keeps the Victim dependent and gives the Victim
permission to fail. The rewards derived from this rescue role are that the
focus is taken off of the rescuer. When he/she focuses their energy on someone else,
it enables them to ignore their own anxiety and issues. This rescue role is
also very pivotal because their actual primary interest is really an avoidance
of their own problems disguised as concern for the victim’s needs.
3.The Persecutor:
The Persecutor insists, "It's all your fault." The Persecutor is
controlling, blaming, critical, oppressive, angry, authoritative, rigid, and
superior.
Initially, a drama triangle arises when a person takes on
the role of a victim or persecutor. This person then feels the need to enlist
other players into the conflict. As often happens, a rescuer is encouraged to
enter the situation.[4] These enlisted players take on roles of their own that
are not static, and therefore various scenarios can occur. For example, the victim
might turn on the rescuer, the rescuer then switches to persecuting.
The motivations for each participant and the reason the
situation endures is that each gets their unspoken (and frequently unconscious)
psychological wishes/needs met in a manner they feel justified, without having
to acknowledge the broader dysfunction or harm done in the situation as a
whole. As such, each participant is acting upon their own selfish needs, rather
than acting in a genuinely responsible or altruistic manner.[citation needed]
Thus any character from all of three in this triangle might "ordinarily
come on like a plaintive victim; it is now clear that the one can switch into
the role of Persecutor providing it is 'accidental' and the one apologizes for
it".[4]
The motivations of the rescuer are the least obvious. In the
terms of the drama triangle, the rescuer is someone who has a mixed or covert
motive and is actually benefiting egoically in some way from being "the
one who rescues". The rescuer has a surface motive of resolving the
problem and appears to make great efforts to solve it, but also has a hidden
motive to not succeed, or to succeed in a way that they benefit. For example,
they may get a self-esteem boost or receive respected rescue status, or derive
enjoyment by having someone depend on them and trust them – and act in a way
that ostensibly seems to be trying to help, but at a deeper level plays upon
the victim in order to continue getting a payoff.[citation needed].
In some cases, the relationship between the victim and the
rescuer can be one of codependency. The rescuer keeps the victim dependent on
them by encouraging their victimhood. The victim gets their needs met by having
the rescuer take care of them.
In general, participants tend to have a primary or habitual
role (victim, rescuer, persecutor) when they enter into drama triangles.
Participants first learn their habitual role in their family of origin. Even
though participants each have a role with which they most identify, once on the
triangle, participants rotate through all the positions, going completely
around the triangle.[5]
Each triangle has a payoff for those playing it. The
antithesis of a drama triangle lies in discovering how to deprive the actors of
their payoff.[1]
Therapeutic models[edit]
The Winner's Triangle
was published by Acey Choy in 1990 as a therapeutic model for showing patients
how to alter social transactions when entering a triangle at any of the three
entry points. Choy recommends that anyone feeling like a victim think more in
terms of being vulnerable and caring, that anyone cast as a persecutor adopt an
assertive posture, and anyone recruited to be a rescuer should react by being
"caring".[13]
Vulnerable – a
victim should be encouraged to accept their vulnerability, problem solve, and
be more self-aware.
Assertive – a
persecutor should be encouraged to ask for what they want, be assertive, but
not be punishing.
Caring – a
rescuer should be encouraged to show concern and be caring, but not over-reach
and problem solve for others.
The Power of TED,
first published in 2009, recommends that the "victim" adopt the
alternative role of creator, view the persecutor as a challenger, and enlist a
coach instead of a rescuer.[14]
Creator – victims
are encouraged to be outcome-oriented as opposed to problem-oriented and take
responsibility for choosing their response to life challenges. They should
focus on resolving "dynamic tension" (the difference between current
reality and the envisioned goal or outcome) by taking incremental steps toward
the outcomes he or she is trying to achieve.
Challenger – a
victim is encouraged to see a persecutor as a person (or situation) that forces
the creator to clarify his or her needs, and focus on their learning and
growth.
Coach – a rescuer
should be encouraged to ask questions that are intended to help the individual
to make informed choices. The key difference between a rescuer and a coach is
that the coach sees the creator as capable of making choices and of solving his
or her own problems. A coach asks questions that enable the creator to see the
possibilities for positive action, and to focus on what he or she does want
instead of what he or she does not want.[1]
Friday, 4 August 2017
Eggshells and permission
About morning pages..
Blank ended, I feel nothing, but the touch of a hand in
statue pose; my life elsewhere, the rim
beyond the ceiling in the general direction of up. Statue froze in third person,
still-fully held, so much against the will. The will should never be a frozen
thing, it should be a moving tableau of
your own volition, where you speak safe and halt at will on your own demand, your demand, your boundaries, your right to walled-nonwalls. But I erect
mine high, I am a boundary farmer, cultivating distance from contact with skin.
He is too much, I lost my edges, that centimeter space around my own periphery. He
tore kin away from me, examining me stiff rigid, creating a split from end to end. The blank formed memories, act as
vital stuffing, the blanket between contact, and misery. Too much analysis, too
many pondering eyes, I retreat to escape.
I split to survive. MB


Thursday, 3 August 2017
Consistency is the antithesis to splitting
I
The machinery of dysfunction is everywhere.There are aspects and elements that I want, but I’ve met the
stuff of others. Maybe I don’t really
care and it’s all just maintenance territory, keep them warm to keep me happy. Or is it just a soul thing that will one day eventually come around.
I’m fine with where I left, not accepting the potential for a
slow burn or a nice good bye. I see no reason to be involved;it's a flesh wound in the intricacy of scraps. Still processing the injury, probably
won’t fully eject, but we're moving in different directions on different worlds.
I sense the separation, but I won’t out stay my welcome. I’m
sad but it’s ordained and I won’t accept less than he- The standard moving forward, sick of being a battery or a toilet. Need to get back in my own bubble and read more books. This group situation is an elevator going down. Need to re-fall in love with my own ground.
I sense the separation, but I won’t out stay my welcome. I’m
sad but it’s ordained and I won’t accept less than he- The standard moving forward, sick of being a battery or a toilet. Need to get back in my own bubble and read more books. This group situation is an elevator going down. Need to re-fall in love with my own ground.
II V
You sucked my strong, I guess it was your stuff, but I never felt so betrayed or rejected . Snuffed out, like there was nothing good in me, just the start place where everything reads wrong. Is this another mother or the original feel ? Same-same.The world rejects you, then scruff of the necks you, declining the me in me, as it walks on. Cos It’s a v thing when they ghost you, then turn around and misquote you - all your saving graces machine gun blasted down . So tell your reasons, when you’re ending, tell them loud and unceasing, everyone deserves the truth of a good let down. MB

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