Another Slow Death

Objects and things I can dream about
intrigue me, but political speeches close
my brain down, as I force my eyes to the
page of my translation document analysing
political history, the synapses stop flashing
and my brain cells stop working

Ere long I feel ill and have to take a walk
to wake up again, over and over I try to read
these boring lines, look at positive affirmations
but they only work if we really want to accomplish
something; I do not really want to repeat political
inanities so trying to indoctrinate myself

Is not working, I have eaten mountains of healthy
foods to make me strong to tackle my enemy, I have
taken medicines till they spill out through my ears, but
still I cannot carry out my task, I am a moral failure, my
conscience cannot guide me to carry out a job I am paid
for, I am willing to die the death of the ignominious

For my inability, I cannot force another morsel of food down my
throat, cannot read another positive affirmation; politics is my
nemesis, I cannot distance myself from the duplicity and self-
serving diplomacy; all the fairies have deserted me as they
cannot stand the inner turmoil as I try to kill myself in
an attempt to do what I hate and abhor

Another slow death is all that is left for my future…

Right To Wonderful Freedom

Saturday 10 September 2011

Bought and read ‘The Drama Of Being A Child’ by Alice Miller
forming a brilliant contrast to ‘Mind Power For Children’ which
teaches how to validate a child’s mind

Alice Miller laments the loss of childhood’s joy and subsequent
misbehaviour through parental mortification and disrespect
experienced from earliest childhood - already in the womb

The only solution is changing society as recommended by John
Kehoe; while individuals gone astray have to be rehabilitated by
facing the humiliation and pain and mourning their loss

Then they can move on to self-validation – and I am doing just that,
applying Mind Power, singing their affirmations, smiling because
Alice Miller’s diagnosis of society’s problems

Conforms precisely with Seth’s indications of what is wrong with
modern civilisation - and the new attitudes espoused by John
Kehoe are perfectly attuned to Abraham’s words

Indicating how to exercise our inalienable power and right
to wonderful freedom…


“The Drama of Being a Child” by Alice Miller (German: “Das
Drama des begabten Kindes”) translated by Ruth Ward,
Virago Press Ltd, London, 1987-1993

“Mind Power for Children” by John Kehoe and Nancy
Fischer , 2002 Transcontinental Printing, Canada

“Seth Speaks” by Jane Roberts

“Abraham” channelled by Esther Hicks

IMMENSELY DEAR (Revised)

A personal favourite is Symbolism, I prefer
symbolic special objects to the real, love the
purity of crystals with their ethereal power;
yet to convince me thoroughly snowflakes
need only ersatz imitation crystals

Charmed by symbolism of religious books
but dry catechisms are abhorrent – love the
significance of diamonds but do not want the
real thing – only symbols to magnify light,
the diamond itself is much too cold

Preferring as a child to play with boxes
and twigs clad in tinsel representing houses
and magic wands – anything suggesting
what it might be, then becoming whatever
I dream – drawn inexorably,

I love glitter – it says sunlight is creating
pearls and crystals of delicate things like
cobwebs and streams, I love the diamonds
seen on sprigs of grass early in spring but
do not try to entice me with real pearls

Diamonds or precious crystals are real and
cannot morph into other objects, although
I love seeing them behind glass in expensive
shops; but for my satisfaction I want only
symbols of these beloved objects,

I adore small fairies made from artificial
materials, not golden statues of saints and
angels – want to imagine what a thing might
represent – such symbolism is immensely
dear to me…


[Original]

Symbolism is one of my favourite subjects,
preferring symbols of special objects to the
real thing, I love the beauty and purity of
crystals with their ethereal power

Yet only want imitation crystals to symbolise
the beauty of snowflakes - charmed by the
symbolism of religious books - but dry
catechisms are abhorrent to me

I love the significance and meaning of diamonds
but do not want the real thing, I want a symbol
to represent their ability to magnify light, the
diamond itself is much too cold

Like a child preferring to play with boxes and twigs
covered in tinsel to represent houses and magic
wands - anything which only suggests what it
might be, becoming whatever I dream

Draws me inexorably, I love glitter because it suggests
sunlight creating pearls and crystals on delicate things
like cobwebs and streams, I love the diamonds seen
on sprigs of grass early in spring

But do not try to entice me with real pearls, diamonds
and precious crystals, they are real and cannot morph
into other objects, I love looking at them behind glass
in expensive shops, but only want

symbols of these beloved objects, I adore small fairies
made from artificial materials, not golden statues of
saints and angels - want to imagine what a thing
might represent - such symbolism

Is immensely dear to me…

Tape Recorder Minds

Reading ‘Mind Power for Children’, under its influence
I glued silver glitter on a blue box, pestered Nici about
childhood experiences she never shared with me, she
showed me the door protecting her privacy; I called
Tiaan my sweetheart, he reacted no better

Our tape recorder minds record every thought we think*
and replay it in similar situations, positive affirmations can
replace every negative thought, the kids should repeat - I
can do anything I set my mind to - this I do not believe,
after years of practice I never learnt to play the piano

But I love - I’m always in the right place at the right time -
and my favourite is - I am a good friend to myself - as I
shall teach my kids since our inner being is the only
thing we take with us into the afterlife


‘Mind Power for Children’ by John Kehoe and Nancy
Fischer , 2002 Transcontinental Printing, Canada

*“Our tape recorder minds record every thought we think”
quoted from p. 39

Dictates Of Inner Being

Reading Angel Kids by Jacky Newcomb, I am
determined to see it through though I am not
the right target group, she wrote this book for
those who have never read about paranormal
and supernatural events, could you believe it
she asks, using too many exclamation marks

Yet I must finish what I started, happy people
reporting their kids seeing angels and spirits -
answer questions about weird experiences –
why continue if I dislike the style - my spirit
longs for things more stimulating than fun
and laughter; let me fulfil the requirements

Set by my soul, I cannot escape the dictates
of my inner being, only watching TV leaves
me cross-eyed while going beserk…


Angel Kids by Jacky Newcomb
Hay House 2008

Laissez-Faire Despair

I measure my state of depression by the books I am able to read,
when it becomes impossible to enjoy any hilarious romp by Terry
Pratchett, when Ecclesiastes and Proverbs are the only reading
material with any relevance - my mental gyroscope has come to
a standstill

As noise irritates me more and pressure is forcing me out of my
head and all I want is darkness, silence and death, it is time to
take drastic steps to feel better again, as I waft about in a smell
of Vicks VapoRub and swallow coloured sinus pills by the hand-
ful every hour

And start to hate and despise all forms of consciousness and life,
seeking the meaning of existence as opposed to happy non-being,
it is time to visit a quack to obtain poisonous concoctions and life-
shortening toxins to take the seasonal discomfort away, to stop
the disease

Which leads straight to the nihilism of laissez-faire despair...

Existential Crises Of Exercises

I feel guilty enough as it is, to insist on starting
a new exercise program does not help at all –
first I need to feel better, overcome boredom
by focusing on something worthwhile

I feel like a rinsed out dishcloth, I have Mary
Poppins and Bedknobs and Broomsticks with
which to escape reality – and the love life of
the Milky Way Galaxy to sort out

Her affair with the Great Attractor proved to be
non-existent, she is enthralled by Mr Shapley
Supercluster, as dark and mysterious as could
be, tomorrow I must go hunting for

More astronomical information in order to piece
together the new imbroglio between Miss Milky
Way and Mr Shapley of Unknown Mysterious
Dark Matter fame – therefore, let’s forget

The existential crises of exercises…