Shane Warne did not succumb to a liquid diet. What he did succumb to, was what you will now also be expected to comply too; living and dying within their lies.
I’m finding this truth everywhere. Voluntarily blindfolded people running away from reality in a desperate search for the allusion of safety. A search of what they crave, “A myth that makes sense.” Two weeks to flatten the curve. Two jabs and we’ll be free.
It has to be a pragmatic myth that can appear solid enough that they can use it to rebuild a life, one that makes sense to them, upon.
Ironically, Pre covid, you could do that. You could easily live separately, upon your own myth, away from the main herd’s. And as long as you didn’t hurt anyone, (do no harm: Common Law) You were allowed, without any penalty, to travel, to associate, to work, and when you felt like it, socialise. You were free.
But now?
Now to participate in our society you need to comply. To group think. Now compliance rates above all other human qualities. Silent compliance is what they now call integrity. The trouble is, the freedom compliance offers you is a lie, and the trouble with living within a lie is that your soul can’t breathe, but even as it suffocates, you continue to live, so on your face you better practice wearing that smile that will hide the fact, from them, that you can feel your gift from God, your individual soul, is dying.
Personally, I think the root of the problem, is philosophy. While many of us have travelled the world, not enough of us have undertaken that deepest journey. The one, perhaps, we were all sent here to explore, the journey into who we really are as individuals. For how can you realise the miracle of you, if the state forces you to hide the truth of you, under their masks?
What if discovering the real you, and living within that truth, is The Holy Grail?
I’ve always known it’s arrogant to think that any of us are born with a path, a destination, or a preordained purpose. But it is an indisputable truth that we are here, and while we are all variants of a theme, if I was God, and I had created you, and all of this, then after you had passed, I would ask you this question,
“I gave you five senses, and a deep-rooted intuition with which to explore everything, so tell me, what did you think of the world, of life? And in your life, who did you become, and how?”
My current vision of Australia, is a weather-beaten roadside poster of Paul Hogan smiling, and underneath the slogan “Throw another Shrimp on the Barbie” someone has graffitied, “and your Neighbour Under a Bus.”
And in that vision, that poster is facing a direction that I no longer want to travel, but I am still here, and so are many others like me. So, what other roads are on offer? And where do they lead? How will we know unless we travel them? Unless we find the courage to explore? Who knows, we may just find a new Australia, one that you will want to live in, too.
For when it comes to our culture, now, which is ending, many of us are stuck in, but others are moving through, the five stages of grief.
Denial, anger, negotiation, depression and acceptance.
And in our tribe, when we reach acceptance, we realise that since we don’t want the jabbed life, the future is clear only in its uncertainty. To grasp it takes a leap of faith, a leap that allows new roads to emerge within this fog of our government’s hunger for control.
I love the idea of trying to build an Australia, like the one many of us thought we were building. One with no discrimination, no locked borders, with no fear. An Australia where my body my choice is enshrined in the constitution.
And I am not alone on this journey. I have new brothers and sisters, and we are like an emerging migration searching for a truth in this land, one where freedom means what it states.
I have met lots of people who are now setting up cottage industries to work from home. I have met parents who are home schooling their children just to try and protect them from the overreach of the state. I have met people who are discovering, after all they thought they needed has been ripped away, instead of fear and despair they have found a deep happiness.
For myself, after two years of surfing this incoming wave of tyranny, I am now travelling within a current that I think could become the counter culture, and in my deepest intelligence, my deep rooted intuition, I feel that this current, driven by people whose souls are yearning to be free, will become the tide, that through its deep beauty, and its gift of allowing your soul room to breathe, will inevitably wash away all their hypocrisy and all their chains, and by doing so, liberate us all.
Today is another day in that journey to there.
Michael Gray Griffith
A New Day, A New Journey