Don't waste a single breath.

missed few a days of self-writing i can already feel the urge postpone writing. its fascinating, you missed one day, then it compounds. today the excuse i am coming up is that i don't have anything to say, what non sense. there is always something to write about.

life is build one breath at a time. so every breath what i do really matters, it compounds and builds momentum for the next moment, for the next breath. running away or escaping doesn't do anything, i still have to come back to me, all must to return to self. here in this very breath where magic happens. have to be really careful about momentum of mind things, as mind will keep the continuity of itself going. that is why i get possessed about some thought all day. a single thought could run in my mind all day. wow. that is a lot life-energy to waste by just thinking all day.

always return to this breath, and in this breath just do one this, not 2 things. doing just one thing in one breath accumulates. and in one fine breath death arrives. all the bullshit stops. but whatever i accumulated may continue if it is life supporting. if in every breath i worried about how to make money etc, i don't' see how that can accumulate into afterlife. frankly i don't know what will accumulate into afterlife, but i do know what i do in this breath accumulates. so better be of some value, better be of life supporting. standing for equality is real when i stand in each breath. i cannot slack some breaths and stand up for life in some other breaths. its a full time dedication and occupation.

i am going to die anyways, it is so sure!!! yet i waste my breaths in mundane shits. i mean i am really not ready to face my death in the next breath, b'c i am too occupied by other useless things. oh well, i suppose its a balance. we still need to live in this world, need to work, need to do things, attend to all the practical day to day things. i suppose standing for equality really means not accepting and allowing any mind bullshit in every breath. stand clear here as physical.

daily self writing, daily commitment to spread the message of equality through youtube etc. i mean daily contribution is vital. i have to write a plan how my day will go, not just wander about things. make a plan, so that every breath is accounted for and LIVED.

i one day i will die, what will i leave behind? what of significance and value will i leave behind ? fuck all the bullshit will end for sure. wasting a life is real cause for regret. i mean even wasting one breath is pretty serious stuff. those in the dimensions will tell you how vital is to live each breath. then fuck i dont do it. i waste so much. this cannot continue. each breath must matter. each breath i must be effective and stand up for life, for equality. lets bring world equality by living each for equality. no waste whatsoever. then death is no issue.

When a breath is wasted, a whole life can be wasted.

this is my last chance.

Resistance to Daily Blogging

I am here breathing, today is Jan 24th 2011. My daily blogging continues.

Continue to feel heavy resistance to writing today again. But no excuses, pushing myself to pen down few words. I mean WTF, why so much resistance, am I trying to rob a bank here or what. Simply writing myself out to freedom, isn't that a such bad thing, to feel so much resistance. It all goes to show there is something within me hell bend on taking the path of least resistance, avoiding freedom at any cost. This means i am already preprogrammed to live a robot life, so any attempt to rescript myself through writing is not going to be easy. Its in the very base design of myself to give up and give in, never take the courageous step to self-introspect, let alone share it with others on a daily bases. Yes all goes to show re-birthing as life is  journey against the momentum of preprogramming. I mean had i decided to watch TV right now, specially with some porn scenes there will no resistance at all, instead my mind will give all kinds of justifications to indulge in TV/porn. Again it goes to the degree of preprogramming that exist within me as me. I have allowed all this conditioning within me, of course.

So no blaming, rather see the pattern and walk thru it, do what must be done. So here I am writing myself to freedom. Even finding a topic is very tough, I often feel there is nothing to write about, although i very well know there are tons of issues to write about within the principle of common sense.

Writing to freedom is not about story telling or a history review, rather here writing means deconstruction of my accepted and allowed reality within and without. This is no soap, this is reality and recreating a new reality for humanity and for myself.

I am here breathing.

So tonight I want to write about resistance, a point i experienced at work today.

My team leader after reviewing my work stuff, he recommended new things to be done. In that very moment, I raised my voice in a very unconscious manner, to the point of anger almost, but certainly a strong unconscious resistance to do any 'more' work items as he suggested. I mean wtf, i am there to work, and i am given an assignment, the first thing i do is RESIST.

This is an all too familiar pattern within me. My reaction is to resist, trying to avoid, trying to skip, of course, moments later i realise my madness, immediately did some patch up statements and agree to finish the new assignments. Of course, the capitalist system is not very tolerant to those who show resistance to work, i mean that is what this 'work ethics' are all about, to make sure that we remain good workers. Of course the question of why i resist to work is never asked, but i know, i am simply preprogrammed to live a lazy lethargic pattern of life. Unacceptable. It is my base design. But here I am, undoing my resonant structural design of who i am to the very core.

I name the game, then I self-forgive and then self-correct with a new script in hand. Yet, change is only visible and real when the rubber meets the road, meaning, when i am faced with that same point again. Only action will show have i physically changed or simply perceptually changed, meaning i think i have changed but in factual physical reality when faced with the same points, i am back to square one. So change is only real when the rubber meets the road.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to  resist.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist doing anything new.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist any actions.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist doing anything new.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist self writing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist writing myself out to freedom.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to  fear writing myself out.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist expressing myself out.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear and resist self expression.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to desire to give into my mind.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to love to be lazy and lethargic.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to love to give into my mind.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to think that my mind is correct.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to listen to my mind.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to like my mind's justifications.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to want to give into my minds
justifications.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to surrender to my mind's justifications.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to accept my preprogrammed resonant core design as 'normal',

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear stepping out of my core resonant design.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist any changes against my core resonant design.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear and resist any actions against my core resonant design. meaning i will only do what my mind says is correct.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realise listening to my mind is like jumping to the river, it will never take me to freedom. as i must walk thru the momentum of my mind.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist self writing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist daily blogging.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist daily vlogging.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist writing properly and correctly.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist writing correct english statements.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist writing in a proper manner, instead give into the mind's laziness and write sloppy.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist writing proper statements with correct grammar.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist applying myself to self write.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist and fear writing believing that others may think that i am fool.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist and fear self writing because i think others may laugh at my words.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist and fear self writing believing that others are judging my writings.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist and fear writing because my mind has lots fears to self writing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to always find an excuse each night to avoid doing my daily blogging.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist daily blogging.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to almost hate daily blogging because resistance is so much.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to doubt the whole point of daily blogging.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that i can think myself into rebirthing as life.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to doubt self blogging.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to doubt self writing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist and fear self writing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that i have nothing to say.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that i have nothing to write about.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to believe that i have nothing to share.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear sharing myself.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear sharing myself as words here.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to fear and resist sharing myself here as words as life.

i am here.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist doing my actions.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist doing my work at work.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist applying myself to work.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist applying myself to get the job done.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist any physical movement.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist any focused attention.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist any focused concentration.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist any focused writing.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to resist any focused projects.
instead i just want to relax. not realising relaxing is here as me. i can relax while writing. in fact writing can be the most relaxing. and doing any work in fact is relaxing if i am here as the breath. its only the mind that gives stories and wanting to relax elsewhere. its never here.

i am here.

till here no further, i will not accept and allow resistance to self writing. i simply apply me.
i simply walk thru the resistances. i am here and i simply write myself out.

i am self trust. i am self willing to self birth as life.

i am life. i am here as my words. i am self writing. i am writing myself here. i am simply writing, and relaxing. i am here as the breath of life. as breath, i am always relaxed here.