My role as a teacher

This is interesting, having found the Celestine Prophecy on my shelf I've discovered I knew the first few insights already so rather than read and question I can say (even though the book may be fiction, not sure) I have already discovered they operate and this confirms my own experience. And other books confirm we do influence all around us with our thoughts which can then become our reality, but god's own job (literally) learning how. Look at a ball of wool and the products that can come from knitting with needles. Even when we know how it happens it takes ages to get it ourselves and there are no definite methods here whatever they tell us.

I've been pretty busy since last week, Streetview provided two more old signs which were near another I knew of, so that was Sunday, and been running around taking photos and doing more work at my late grandma's clearing the house. I also removed my filthy lounge carpet as there was a varnished wooden floor underneath and covered it with an old rug which isn't quite wide enough. I think the only plan I have is the next photo trip, although each is a mystery you never know what you'll find and cover new areas each time, including my first trip to Watford for about 20 years today. Besides a concert and the opening of the Harlequin Centre the only other reasons were to get the old train tickets which stopped in 1988.

The good news from the Celestine Prophecy was I am now able to see auras after about 17 years, although they look quite different from last time and stops as soon as I stop concentrating so far. But I have now seen colours although the others were usually smoky these are bright blue edges which get wider or narrower. So far (for fairly standard reasons) I've only practised on myself so far but can do some trees as well when I think about it. I've also nearly finished an alien book which seems to point to a lot more quantum physics being used at this level as I suspected already. We can do it at larger and larger levels now so project that a few hundred years ahead and objects will be relocated without the need to travel between the two points. That removes the need to beat the speed of light and will then start finding other dimensions. And said artificial gravity projection, the way most craft are said to travel, is also obsolete and they have an even better way. We will see.

I'm now officially teaching online and anywhere else people listen. I tested my knowledge to the limit and found people genuinely benefit from what I see before they do, even if it's just one person a month to start with. As Jesus said (he did speak a lot of sense in with the total bollocks) one lost sheep found is as valuable as the rest of the herd. Enlightened teachers have often copied from their teachers and complicate much of what they say, where I simplify what I know. I presume should I become enlightened I'd narrow it down to the bits you need (as Nick Roach has) and leave the theory out as it only works on the mind which doesn't seem to let go even when it gets it. I am perfectly aware my true nature is awareness and everything else is secondary, and I have no identity as that is a thought, and can't exist before the thought comes in 'who am I?'. But I'm not enlightened, I am just intellectually aware my true reality is my direct experience of now. I see everything around me, not me. Ask me who I am and before I think all I know is I am this. No name or history, just what I am aware of now. But that is the mind's question being answered, and not even sure this knowledge makes any difference to getting there.

I am also using my teaching to expose conspiracies at any level, as there are some power games going on out there that aid the perpetrators not one bit but fuck up the lives of the victims a lot. Now over at Funtrivia I don't talk about this as it's illegal and I'd like to remain a member or I'd lose my alternative to a real life community. But there was always a continual complaint by the rest of the staff against certain hierarchy there, and until they kicked my ass wondered if it was paranoia. But although most staff there belong there a few dirty the whole pool like someone who's pissed in it. You only need one or two to leak in the water to ruin it for everyone and there are a few big pishers there as I now know. They all stick together and play the game so they do what the others want. As far as I know I've only got a couple of readers left from there and they've heard this already, but I use it as material to learn greater lessons from and if it opens my professional writing career may have done me a favour. I was robbed and assaulted (separately, and the robbery was without violence) in my first year law, and did two cracking answers in the exams from my own experience of those situations, just as adversity has provided me now.

I am building up these career branches now, with my biggest article yet, and now feel official as a teacher (plus I spent all those years at college so people could never question my credentials, as although you can know a lot by intuition most people won't listen without the letters after your name as well). And you'd never get published without them however good you were, that's the system. So I did the lion's share of work at college, got years of experience testing and learning more, and now at nearly 50 am collecting the whole lot together. No more self doubts or questioning as I see this all working every day as I describe it. And then read it afterwards in books. Primary (personal experience) and secondary (by others efforts) learning. And (as I have so far survived only) the death threats have now made me 100% immune to insults, how can words every hurt you again after someone's threatened to kill you?
Now besides my own career I have a lot of potential souls to save. All very hard cases and if even one listens to me it'll be a miracle but only a challenge to me. I can see how these guys have got it backwards and although most people never change while it only hurts others, a gentle poke from time to time may slip through their armour.

Nothing else to do

'May you live in interesting times' is a Chinese curse based on the same principle I mentioned the other day and echoed by teachers ever since. Excitement and activity is not concerned if good or bad, it just is. Pure chaos. So is demonstrated here. I pay too high a price for the activity but without readers a blog may as well not exist. If I gave up any activity that came at a cost I'd do even less than I do now and no one will stop me doing that.

After managing a day with my agoraphobia cure, the woman I used to go out with from Manchester, who dragged me to many of the places I didn't like in the past, and as a result made me cope with far more films, restaurants and discos than I would have otherwise. She made me take her round central London each time she came until I finally had enough and even yesterday got me doing far more than I would otherwise so that had its positive side. It can still be stressful though but I haven't really got anyone round here who insists so much I have to go to certain places. It would probably make me worse if I did though.
It rained most of today, my cleaner said she'd come in as she was away the weekend she would normally come, so I didn't go anywhere in case and she didn't turn up. Maybe I wrote the wrong date. So I did the little accounts entries left and then took some photos locally after the rain stopped for an hour. But not seeing anyone for a day shows by the end and with nothing on TV besides Big Brother really gets noticeable.

Currently I'm free, the only trip planned is the one to Walthamstow and then who knows what, plus I am taking the postcards round the shops where I took them but can already hear them say they want to pay a third of what they cost me. I suppose if I sign the back they'll be worth even less... Besides being gloss finish (who ever saw a postcard that looks like a normal photo?) they are very good quality, but can't see them selling at this price. So unless something dangerous intervenes I'll be doing one of those tomorrow. Unless it rains. The woman who has me in reserve just got back from holiday, she may phone soon and no doubt will do nothing about dumping her boyfriend as when you're next they never do. Or do and then don't want you anyway.

I can't think writing my CV in my blog would be of that much interest to many, even for context, and also as it would really need to be on my profile (even worse) otherwise you'd only know if you read the entry it was hiding in. And if I say I'm a psychotherapist that sort of implies certain minimum levels of qualification although legally you don't need any here. And even by the relatively young age of 48 your career has taken so many twists and turns even your own family can't keep up with it so why try on a blog? But as it'll eliminate some controversy I can kill another 10 minutes by doing a rough one here although unless I copy my certificates the very person who couldn't keep up wouldn't believe me anyway. No such word as trust for those who see the rest of humanity as the common enemy.

1984 I got a law degree and taught while studying counselling on and off till 1991. Then I gave up teaching in schools and found the qualifications I had weren't accepted by anyone and ended up working in a shop for 5 years. I was made redundant and besides the week in another job spent the time since gaining the missing therapy qualifications so I can now apply for jobs I won't get.

Those are the stats that count, all the other stuff was alongside that but whatever others think qualified people are supposed to be like, they can't be labelled as writing or talking to a certain way others expect of them. I ramble here as I'm not allowed to in my work (ie the few clients I do see) and won't do with people I know as our conversations are two sided rather than me giving a lecture. A blog is a lecture with questions at the end, so suits my purposes perfectly. Now I think people should save their hate for actual criminals and leave innocent and unfortunate people alone however much they disapprove of them. But as criminals can't write about their exploits online (until the EU approves the human rights of criminals to do so without risk of prosecution) they'll go after us instead and good luck to them. Maybe it'll stop them setting fire to a drunk instead.

A little bit more politics

I think I can say progress is being made. My DVD from America of my latest programme has now arrived and I'm in it twice as long as any of the others. Another social arrangement has been made and Nigel Lawson has just written a book telling people not to panic about global warming.

Now I just had an email from a good friend too distant to meet in person who backed up my efforts to spread the truth. This clarified what my little political campaigning is about, it's creating a legal style case breaking the illusions the evil bastards who make the rules tell us is the case. Many other people also see through it and do nothing, I look for the facts (easy as wetting yourself now we have the internet) and make a case. I won't insult people for believeing in lies as they are being scammed, not scamming, yet many insult me for trying to help not just them but the viral effects they have passing on these lies.

It's getting late again and whether I'm free tomorrow is debatable so not sure if I should go to bed in case. I also now have a rough date for if and when my article may come out, or not at all. I suppose fame is the same as having a qualification, you can say the same thing but people won't listen to you without either. I've done with the qualifications and now need the fame to add some real authority. Unlike anything else in life it is reasonably within anyone's power to do as there are basic rules to follow and they do work. Some people become famous by chance but it's possible to make a decision as well and put everything you have into making it happen. The money and the new friends would be a bonus but not essential parts of it.

Now I was a little disappointed no one complained about my last entry, as it probably means hardly anyone read it as it's the sort of stuff likely to attract nastiness. But there was none. When I said women weren't as comfortable about having sex as men I got a right bollocking although it's the gospel truth. How many women do you know who think 'I fancy a shag' and go to a pub and pick up a man? Case closed. It just don't happen. And oddly it's probably not biological but 99.9% cultural. We both do it so why should men be free to look and try wherever they can and women pretend they don't want it? Crap. I have no idea if and when women worldwide decided to take this passive and often hostile position but I doubt it's been permanent. Probably since Queen Victoria who from the photos was extremely lucky to get it once considering her husband could actually see. She looked like a troll. I can just imagine her with purple hair and a hole in her backside to put a pencil in.

Anyway, how the mind can wonder. The last thing I expected to be writing about was Queen Victoria's appearance but once free association has been warmed up it will always work. I'm not writing a song so it doesn't have to rhyme, so there are no restrictions to work within besides good English and presentation which we can all only try our best. And behind 4 years of blogging I have over 40 of marked assignments virtually to the present day (continuing professional development says so) and if I can't write properly now I never will. To answer the critic last month, yes, it's got me about 3 lines of letters after my name. And they don't give those away for fags, not in my country anyway.