The Game: Tuesday, October 24, 2006

I posted this blog last year, when I was attempting to go back to HS in 12th grade. I was raised as a homeschooled child, and taught how to learn for myself, as well as being taught knowledge passed from my parents. I was taught never to accept anything as base fact, w/out doing my own research. I was encouraged to learn for myself; why something was, how it worked, on top of my parents guidance. I was taught to always stand up for my beliefs, my values, and state my opinion. I was taught that no matter what my age, I was not less than adults just because they were older, or they were authority figures. Look at hitler!

The Game

I have come to the conclusion, that truly, I cannot play the game, because I will not let myself. To truly play the game, I would have to become a minute pawn, and unlearn my awareness. I would have to put myself, into a self-induced sleep. Once aware, truly, openly, and willingly aware, one cannot w/ a clear conscience, go back to sleep.

Every day I get up, at 5:45, I prune and primp, and dress my part, I gather my papers and bags, and laptop, and trudge off to the corner of N. 200th and Wallingford; I wait in the freezing cold 30 degree weather for a bus cram-packed full of teenagers, clogging the windows w/ condensation as I feel the muggy sticky air full of germs, my stomach turns. I listen to their banter in my half-awake trance/daze, meaningless conversations not pertaining to my reality, but to the reality of our information-depraved youth.
I cannot look into the future and see myself riding bus #26, every single day for the rest of the school year. Then the bus pulls to a stop in front of the jam packed system of ants, as they wander in herds to classrooms full of information more outdated then the building it is taught inside. And I watch in horror, as I too, wander off in my herd, to my classroom, as the bell rings. I take my seat in my first period, as I daze off, and my mind wanders; I question why I sit here relearning information, at an incredibly slow and disgustingly tedious rate.
Previous to this adventure in the government-run land of preset curriculum's, I was learning at my own pace, with library books on everything that fascinated me, and videos and materials, that I seemed to consume like a healthy snack.
I learned much quicker this way, and I realize this system is designed to pull us down into a vicious replaying cycle of old information regurgitated onto thousands of young minds every year, to keep us in the proper boxes, where they think we belong.
Subjects come up that I disagree with, and they ask me shut my mouth, to sit down and pretend I agree with everything; not to follow my own sources, books and links. They ask me to learn solely from the materials they have given me. To truly understand an undiluted version of history, of government, of science, of art, one must hear all sides of the story, or fall pray to a cycle of stagnation; never growing, learning, becoming, or understanding. Retaining only the information fed to us, so that we may become carbon copies of information, instead of people w/ opinions and ideas.
I cannot play this game when truth bleeds from the corners of every lie I watch them spit out onto papers. I will play the game where it suits me.
This reality is filled w/ knowledge, yet ignorance is the disease that seems predominant in minds. As a person, I will not accept the constants, the barriers and walls placed in an "as is" reality; because I will grow old, and regret everything I never learned, every thing I never pursued, and die as an individual living apart of a mass agreed consciousness.
To truly pursue ones dreams, one must first understand what those dreams are, one must dabble in many arts and sciences, politics and experiences, and whatever it is they feel most acutely attracted to, mostly passionately desire, that is their calling; and one should never ignore its voice. We should chase after that dream, and make it our reality.
I feel that the school system dilutes and clogs our minds, filling us w/ an unnecessary amount of pointless information, so that we are so overwhelmed, we cannot truly let our minds clearly understand and see what we are being told; resulting in the blurring of our vision. We become confused w/ the over-inundation of information, and agree only because we don't know any better. I believe as people, we have endless potential, endless possibilities, but we are restrained, restricted, and told where to go and what to believe. The majority of these students will graduate only to work a minimum wage job, settle down, and raise a family, barely getting by; another slave to our economy.
This game is not about the faces of politicians, the laws of our government; it's about power. We are the slaves, and to remain as such, we are required to participate in the programs that continue our ignorance. The bus drivers, the teachers, the janitors, construction workers, cashiers and clerks, and so on, and so forth; they play the game and continue feeding the monster, as it grows, we weaken. We allow it to feed off of our energy, our hearts, the very essence of our beings we pour into these slave jobs, and for what? Clothes made in third world countries, cheap genetically modified food; poisoning our bodies? We are given a slaves necessities, and our consciousness is too bedraggled, too torn and beaten to fight back. I, as a person, and a being, will no longer participate in this game.

Indigo Children: Higher beings or just brats?

The indigo child:
The following is an excerpt from a supposed Informative Indigo Children web site:
http://www.metagifted.org/topics/metagifted/indigo/

Is Your Child an Indigo?

To find out, ask yourself these questions:

1. Did your child come into the world acting like royalty?

2. Does your child have a feeling of deserving to be here?

3. Does your child have an obvious sense of self?

4. Does your child have difficulty with discipline and authority?

5. Does your child refuse to do certain things they are told to do?

6. Is waiting in lines torture for your child?

7. Is your child frustrated by ritual-oriented systems that require little creativity?

8. Does your child see better ways of doing thing at home and at school?

9. Is your child a nonconformist?

10. Does your child refuse to respond to guilt trips?

11. Does your child get bored rather easily with assigned tasks?

12. Does your child display symptoms of Attention Deficit Disorder?

13. Is your child particularly creative?

14. Does your child display intuition?

15. Does your child have strong empathy for others?

16. Did your child develop abstract thinking very early?

17. Is your child very intelligent?

18. Is your child very talented (may be identified as gifted)?

19. Does your child seem be a daydreamer?

20. Does your child have very old, deep, wise looking eyes?

21. Does your child have spiritual intelligence?

Now seriously folks, actually READ these questions. Doesn't this sound a bit like an undisciplined brat? What EXACTLY defines "Old, deep, wise looking eyes"?

Excerpt from Indigo Children page:
There's a very good chance your child is an Indigo if he/she was born after 1992. About 85% or higher of children born in '92 or later, 90% born in '94 or after and 95% or more born now (some even say 99%) are Indigo Children! Does this mean you aren't one if you were born prior to 1992? No! I've heard reports that they started coming in the 80s, but that means coming in larger numbers. I believe there have been Indigos born in every year, but perhaps not in high enough percentages to notice their presence and see what makes them so unique. So can you be a 24 yr old Indigo or a 50 year old one? Yes!

Lets mention the fact that after the 90's, children were more increasingly being raised by TV's, Daycares, Nanny's, and electronic noise-producing toys. Or how about the new learning video games they have out; where you just sit little Sally down in front of her "Learning Game" and she can vege out without any parental participation.

Lets also mention our increasingly degrading economy, the sudden "Foreclosure Crisis", and both parents having to work full time jobs while barely getting by. Most children are being fed lunchables and pop-tarts; because their parents do not have time to teach them how to make their own meals, nor do they have money to buy them proper healthy lunches.

These days, most parents only have time to drop the kids off at soccer practice, sit them in front an x-box or cable TV; and avoid spending any time actually interacting w/ them. Hence why we have a new generation of rude, irresponsible, brats.

I was recently working at a home daycare, and happen to notice that all of these children literally did not KNOW how to PLAY. They attempted to play house, but got confused or bored and moved on to play cars. They did not know how to make sounds for the vehicles; because all the toys have devices installed to create noise for them.
They did not know how to act, or play pretend, because no one had ever taught them. I remember seeing children come into the daycare; they would get so excited they would completely forget about their parents, and charge into the daycare, w/ grins on their faces. They called the day care owner "Mom" because they saw her more often than their own parents. When summer break came, 8 year olds were attending the daycare and being tortured by boredom, instead of going on camping trips or to the park.
The "Teacher" daycare owner, did not talk to them like people, but instead talked AT them as if they were non-human entities, or inanimate objects. I would look at the children and talk to them on THEIR terms, and explain what "Teacher" meant. They would appreciate this, and were happy to oblige to what they were asked.

The new trend in child rearing: Unconditional Love.
What a load of crap. If your child throws a rock at your head, are you going to give them a big hug? No! Your going to sit them down, tell them why this is bad, and punish them for their behavior. No one likes this word "Punish"; most people equate it with using a belt or a ruler. When I was a child, my parents came up w/ very creative ways of punishment; my brother and I once got all of our toys taken away for a month when we didn't clean our room. We had to earn our toys back by doing chores.
When we talked back we got soap in our mouths, or duck tape. Was this death? Horrible or cruel torture? No; it was a method of letting us know that shit won't fly.

Not only did my parents teach us discipline, but they let us know the reasons why certain things were not cool. My mom let me know all of the dangers of drugs with own her horror stories. When I got older and drugs came into my life, via friends, I said HELL NO.
My parents also interacted w/ us as people, taught us how to cook, clean, build, and DEFEND ourselves. That's right, my parents taught us how to fight. Now I'm sure most of you are shaking in your boots now, "that's not right!" Violence is BAD. Well guess what? It exists, its a natural part of nature, of being a predator.
Follow this link for a comprehensive article on what it means to be a predator:
(http://www.lockergnome.com/nexus/shadowmyth/2007/07/22/the-suppression-of-predatory-desires If we can't defend ourselves, then others will walk all over us. I'm not saying to choose random fights, but if someone attacks me, I'm going to defend myself.
The Indigo Children, are just an excuse for parents to continue being bad parents, w/out taking responsibility for their actions.

As a parent, ask yourself THESE questions:

1. Is my child acting out because I'm not acknowledging them?

2. Am a being a good parent?

3. Are my children not respectful of others, because they were not taught how to interact w/ others?

4. Do I play pretend with my children?

5. Do my children spend more time with the Nanny, than me?

I think you get the picture. Look in the mirror, look at your child. Ask yourself if using a bunch of excuses for their behavior is really in their benefit, or if it just makes it easier for you? If you want a revolution, or some new "Vibrational Pattern" be a good parent, and a friend to your child. Teach your children to be conscious of their surroundings, of others, give them purpose. Right now we have a generation of children who don't give a damn; they are lost and confused, depressed and "Emo", or violent and uncaring. Why? Because they were never given any purpose. Teach them how to live, how to cook, or sew, or do construction(not Bob the Builder videos). The revolution starts with you being a real parent.