discernment – Page 4

28cents worth ….from 2016….a Response:

The first step to freedom is to know you are in Prison. That means that almost 100% of your beliefs as a person are Programs. You cannot adopt a ‘new and revised and updated ‘ program and then believe you are free of programming! It’s a constant battle of discernment and waking to new levels of awareness. Frameworks help to understand but need to be discarded for what they are eventually. It’s not a singular moment of tearing off one level of manipulation and then claiming one is Free.

I am speaking generally here, not pointing at anyone in particular.

I have made a commitment to myself that every single day I will attempt to remove another filter. I am still running Various programs that were inserted and adopted over not just this lifetime, but others. On various dimensions. Knowing this allows me to not take anything at face value, even my own emotional reactions or impulsive thoughts.

There are no gods that are going to save us, nor aliens going to save us. No politician or ‘movement’.

Anyone still thinking they can point a finger outside themselves in blame or in looking for salvation, will suffer when the truth arises within the self.

Suffering is inevitable. But will it be conscious Suffering that leads to cathartic Transformation…. Or will it be unconscious suffering where blame is placed ourtside oneself?

It does not matter what ‘side’ you are on. If you still need a ‘side’ to be on or identify with you are still in the Program. Your energy is feeding a perpetual motion energy generating agenda that thru conflict and division and duality is keeping the very horrors we are experiencing in existence. We ourselves are the batteries powering our own disintegration and slavery!

It is possible to act in integrity, and help to alter the program, without emotionally fueling its existence.

Anyone who knows me personally, knows that I operate Through and with Love and Compassion, Generosity and genuine affection for my fellow beings and friends… That i am led by my heart and that I am not a judgemental or self serving person… Therefore I ask that before Offense is taken or motives are assumed… A step back is taken and a deep hard look at ones own traumas and weak spots to see which agendas one is fueling Thru lack of awareness or Fear.

May all beings remove the chains within themselves. THAT is the only thing that will
Stop the violence and insanity.

There are forces at work, that use US as their vessels, and as long as the distractions that we have been bred to chase are paramount,no amount of ‘laws’ and activism is going to change anything.

And giving up ones ability to protect oneself from a government that is so clearly dominating and manipulating its ‘people’ is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.

That’s my 28 cents worth 🤔

-Charleen Johnston 2016

An Old Rant that popped up on my fb feed

I still
Stand by thought-expressions but not with irritation these days as I’m too busy creating and flowing with the subtleties of Life to worry too much about what anyone else in this Dream is doing with their precious Life Energy.

Im going to be one of the Herd today 🙂 * Here goes:

Among the rest of the nonsense….Teenage sex articles keep popping up on my feed.
The issue of sex education.How about this:humanity reMembers how to
Feel the subtlety of Life And Energy so it doesn’t have to carve itself raw and penetrate violently in order to prove it exists…….as long as us creatures Survive on ingesting and regurgitating the programs fed into us…Children and adults alike are going to follow the downloads. War/consumerism/obsession with body shape and size and color and makeup and surgery and creating a ‘perfect template’ that arouses the sexual interest of the ‘Other’ in order to feel accepted into the paradigm… Which itself is blatantly dismissive of any true Soul…will be the results on all levels. Kids don’t need more lectures at earlier ages. Your words are meaningless. Most everyone who are trying to shape and mold the young mind and heart are themselves prostituting their lives out to a parasitic System of Existence. And are either unaware or too afraid to do anything about it. Kids know this. They know they live in a fake world. They know adults are liars and thieves and manipulators. They try to be just as good at the game…. Or better!!!!!!! Are these games fun? Then keep playing!!!!! Are they ripping you apart? Then allow yourself to come undone….dissolve!…. And then put yourSelf back together in such a way that you do not need to be plugged into the Machine in order to generate energy. Be a walking talking example to kids…. Instead of wondering why they Are Masteimg The Rules To The Game At Younger And Younger ages.

It’s like spiritual and collective Bulimia…. Ingest as much garbage and unsatisfying information from all the sources around one with the flashy lights and titles and ‘mind blowing’ articles and then regurgitate it back into the collective mainframe…. Feeling honored to have an opinion on the latest distraction.

Who cares about any of this ridiculousness? Truly? Does someone’s choice to carve and mold their flesh into a version of another ‘gender’ really mean anything to you? Or a woman pretending to be a different race? Or any of the other redundant stories fed to your mind in order to keep you satiated and obligated to waste life energy in venting opinions on a public forum?

These stories and issues are fed into the machine of social media to keep you hypnotized and outraged and self congratulatory about all the ways you’re so forward thinking or accepting….

Take a look around you and see that your entire life has just become an extension of Source Code for a program that feeds on your life energy and all the while you are engrossed with just how fantastic your Profile is, how right your views are, how in the know you are because you’ve read the same ole stories that everyone else has.

Everyone’s eating the same poison and congratulating themselves on how well they can digest it.

And that’s fine… If that’s your choice. Opinions are like tumors…. They are growing out of you and taking over your BodyMind at an alarming rate….
The pretense of feeling one has something to contribute to the collective decay….in order to alleviate the terror of knowing that the Confrontation With Self is creeping up on one…. And that survival is not guaranteed….

I never rant on Facebook so I figured today I would lump all the bullshit that I’ve seen Pop up in my ‘ThoughtFeed’ and make a generalized retort on the insanity of it all and the fury with which people guard their brainwashed opinions…..

Thank you come again.

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Completely disregard it….Or…. Form a retaliation that becomes a further distraction.

Back to your normal Programming😜

June 18,2015

As the New Day Begins

How gloriously the We hold tightly
To desperate dreams
Of victimhood
Clinging to the seams of Right
And Left Wings
Born from Memes
Painted with Blood
How magnificently the program
Takes hold
The lies and cries and
Ties that Bind
Are blinding in their bitter goodbyes
As the foothold of ones soul
Is Lost to the magic Mold
The cost of freedom
As minds are bought and sold
How shocking to watch the wounds
Peel and pry the tombs
From the loom
As the Masters spin
The tunes and rip the song
From the Mothers womb
Inverting the Music of men
And women who jump too soon
Into the abyss
Of That & This
Baring bleeding fists of rage
Undisciplined Shifts
Of the gears and the twists
Of the fears that seed
The Shadows sweet Mirrors…
Shattered Stewards of this New Age
Oh how the We holds so intently
To the identity
Of being the victim
As the Sick Dictum grips their mind
And erodes the Codes
Born in Time
Into imploding roads of crime
And sideWinds into highs
Of euphoric rhetoric built from blind
Adherence to inferior minds
That Pride themselves on
GroupThink Size of Lines
Drawn in sand
Glass eyes staring blankly
In artificial bands of Light
Splintered thru the cells
In fight or flight
Wherein the We Dwells
So terrified
And paralyzed
And petrified like stone
Afraid to See the Wounds
Have been born from their own
Image
Hiding itSelf in the Dreams
That damage
The minds and the Mes
Of the Corpus
That creates
Scenes
Of
Be.
Sovereign
Selves
Always and AllWays Dwell
In the Deeper See
Beyond the Shell
EmPowered by the Currents
Ease
No need to Buy and Sell
Or trade Souls in Hell
In proclamations of Victimhood…
The We is a Me that Speaks in Blood
The Time is nigh
The Waters are Tears and Cries
Shall Flood
From theFountain of Freedom
That Springs from the Heart
Of Mud
The Infinite Art of the Earth
As she Births the Beginning
Again
A deep sweet Breath
As the New Day Begins.

Charleen Johnston
6-7-20

Hold YourSelves Accountable

Hold yourSelves accountable my Friends
Your etherNets are holding you In
Breath no longer on You can depend
It’s trapped gasses are masking the Lens
Coming soon to a theatre near You, Truth
Soon the Noose is too tight to cut loose
The fight in your blood, the flight of your tears
Next in line please, 6 feet under Dirty Fears
Installment of Barbed Wire inside your Mind
The mission statement of Ties that Bind
Panic to paranoia to participation in Rape
Room to Escape from the Lies that drape
The soft cloak of terror over your soul
Key to the kingdom hiding in the Whole
To Speak freely and seek freedom Within
Hell as the Spells build Shells around Men
Locked inside electroGenetic technoSkies
Inside Minds blinded by rising tides in disguise
Strangled by dangling delusions of death
Cells compelled to sell their breath
In desperation, inDigNations Fate waiting
Tangled truths twisted by hate in baited
Minds of 01010001111 binary blind spots
The preProgrammed Plot thickens like snot
Flocks mocked in rotting sickness and pain
And clotting like broken neural codes of Brain
Herd huddled in hushed whispers and hiding
In virtual Veins that Bleed, fallow Seeds riding
Shock Waves from crest to shore as Tests
And Blessed Pores Open for more Infested
Horror to drain the Soverign Selves of Man
Within the Collective Decay as time Spans
The Periphery, demands that history repeat
Blocked Pathways as Power plots defeat
Nerves frazzled and bedazzled by Light
Of Illusion refracted from mirrored Delusions
Terror stricken and errors thickened by fears
They fomented, freedom they fled and tears
Chose to shed for blood they bled in vain
This is a test a push from the nest of thegame
There is no Power Greater than your Will
Are you Ready to steady the turning Wheel
No blame no shame no remnants or stains or
Victims are claimed in the Waking Story
The Path is Open the Road is Clear
Mind is aMazed when there is no Fear
Masks fall from Faces who Make the Choice
Silent Suffering transforms into True Voice
Symptoms subside and blind eyes can See
The Immortality of the I~s and the We~s
Puzzled Perceptions Pattern the Way
Pieces return to Wholes in the Play
Are You ready to Birth your own Being
In Brilliant Renewal, Fueling and Freeing
The Seed of your Seeing into the Spirit
Open to Infinity, open to Awe, We Are It
But we’ve forgotten, begotten blind Eyes
The Time has Come to ReMember and Fly
Poisoned hearts must remove the Shame
Bodies and Blood must purify the Pain
No ties can bind the One who Knows, Wakes
Longer cycles turning within Cosmic Makers
Coping with Eternity and Playing with Sight
With Wild and Wonderful Dancing Delight
Chaos of Creation Unfolds and Takes Stock
Of flowering Fields in ElectroMagnetic Flocks
Freedom is The Foundation for All to Play
And Play is the Passion to Pattern the Way
Freedom is the only true Path of Love
Of compassion that lasts and rises above
Self inDwelling in Shells of dense Desire
Too fractured in manufactured woven wires
Trapped by hired hands that block the bliss
Within a mapped-out scripted judas kiss
Their intent simply to help One ReMember
Prizm Sentence of Life as Burning Embers…
Cells as Selves Simply Dwelling in Deep
See? It’s All a Dream of I-s and We~s

1st word in each line makes a fractal of my rhyme

Charleen Johnston
1-30-21

Implosion

As the Implosion starts to gather velocity, reMember to find your Center...
If you're still ConFused and unsure what's Up or a Down, reMember the Ground... Of Being... Walk in the mud and grass with Bare Feet and lay belly to Dirt and hug your Maater, Nurture your microMatrix( body) and Nurture your macroMatrix(Earth) and unTangle the threads of your own Perceptions...don't get Lost in the Fog of all the Deception that surrounds and threatens to smother. The Web is Shaking, the ebb and Flow is making SineWaves of Yes and No.... Believe NoThing and Question EveryThing. Don't let the Distorted GateKeepers DieAgnose you.... Instead allow LiveA.Gnosis to lead you back to your Core.... 

Y o u.  A r e.  M o r e. 

P o w e r f u l.  

T h a n. Y o u. R e a l I z e

Y o u  h e l p e d. B u i l d. T h i s.  G a M e

N o w.      I s 

        T i M e.    I n
 
               T h i sG u i s e.     O f. 

       M  i. N. D

✨🃏🌟👁💗👁🌟🃏✨
Charleen Johnston

Trick of the Lens

Take a deep breath , folks,21st century Fox
Poppin  off the top of this metropolis, Mocks
Your intelligence and plays on your emotions
So easily led and Fed the poisonous potion
Of political devotion gift wrapped with Shock...
Take a Deep Breathe and be ready to surrender
All the Scripts that rip right thru this Dyin ember
....
Step away from the Line, step away from the Lies
Every single scene is a Set meant for your mind
A studio Setting created just for the blind
Adherence to the program that steers your Lives....

It's not even abstract, not just metaphor...
A Literal Configuration of Lets Pretend Some More
Actors n Agents and Fictitious Stages
The masses addicted to social Graces from
Instagram faces in Media Contagion....

Bless Your hearts, my friends
Find your Center, Within
Everything else 
Is a trick 
Of the Lens

Charleen Johnston
January 7,2020

Mock the Mockingbird

I like to mock the Mockingbirds
I like to poke the shocking nerves
I like to watch as the terror spits
Out from mouths and fingertips
Clickety clack the keyboard smacks
Lips flapping as vitriol cracks
The surface of the peeling sheath
That hides the blues and blood beneath
That boils with rage and scathing  pain
As one-time-friends wrack their brains
To scold and shoosh and spitefully spray
Their 'told you sos' across the screens
Thinking that they're so darned clever
Forgetting that the pointing finger
Always aims straight toward the mirror
Of their very own demons hiding in fear
Afraid to admit they've been fooled again
By the test of the festering war within
That wears the masks of red and blue
Dressed up in fancy political suits
So lost in the drama they think it is real
The marionettes strings are tangled, my dears
The clarity is strangled by manipulated fear
You believe what you see, you see
Because the Net-Flicks the switch of Reality
And if its on a screen by golly it MUST Be
Real and sudden and Oh No, can you believe?
I saw it with my own two eyes! I swear!
See that footage, right there!!!! 
I told you so! I told you they are bad'...now 
cue the echo chamber as curtain goes down...
Start a new thread and congratulate yourself
For berating your fellows and falling in line
With the pre-programmed WashingOfMind...
You see, I'm mirroring the collective hypocrisy
In my raspy lambasting of this communocracy
Laugh at yourselves and remember you're human
Just like that other person that your poison is harming....

Charleen Johnston 1-6-21

Imagine this, They Say

Imagine….How easily, the Transfer has happened, the downloaded Dimensional Devastation as Humans are Trafficked and Territory is reMapped and trapped in saturated frequencies of ghastly Stories of Limitation….

Imagine this….they Say….coders imploding DNA and neurolinguistically enfolding a New Way To Play This Game…mama and daddy holed up in static attics of decay labeled Nursing Homes and Centers for Elderly Stay…. No hope no more of touch or warmth Just a Cold Sterile Hand to help them to the Grave….no rope in the Storm to pull them to the banks of this River of Pain… We Step Aside…. Pretend to cry about this situation…. The InsemiNation of Artificial PlayStations where Creation springs from binary Minds and Satiation brings no Hope for the Scope of this Trick of Light…..

Imagine this…. Into Being…. They Say….. Knowing the glowing power of the Mind to Create inside the Lines they’ve sketched for your Lives….. But Weight…..Of Flesh is the Gate thats kept in Blessed Stasis , just a magic oasis for the baseless claims to take Hold, the Body is the Key to the Heart and the Soul…. And we’ve left our Mothers and Fathers Dying Alone in the Cold….The Disk Drive of the New Timeline rides on the Wiped Files of the Old…….

Imagine This…. They Say… It’s all for your Safety, stay brave and face this calamity behind 4 protected Bars of Irony, 5G(o)D will project it’s Tyrany in ways that make no Visible Waves , Dialed Up soldiers and Digital Slaves , the Progeny of Pornographic Passageways onto the Mass Stage of Awakening in these Last Days of Reckoning…..

Imagine This…. They Say…. Follow your Bliss this way…electroMagnetic Policy will Insure you remain Protected from Pain… No Stain on that soft Skin, their Claims will gather you In and keep you free from Sin, Sure…. Censored by Siri , Us vs Them in a teary Mirror of Theory that’s clearly mired in Sirius Error and Fallacy thats nearing Idiocy…..

Imagine This…. They say….knowing the Codes that Upload your DNA into the Clouds, the Eyes and the Nows are Portals that Round up the Number of Slumbering Souls that Allow this blundering highBrow crowd to Shroud the Skin of Human Men and Women who Stand up loud and proud to remain on the Ground Of Being, Bleeding and Feeling and Risking the peeling layers of decay, fearlessly slaying the predators who prey on the Shame and the Blame that is created from day One in this Game, resisting the blistering of the acid rain that eats away the brain of sane trains of thought…. Who cannot be bought and sold with cryptoGold and Mined and primed by artificial Lines of demarcation….. Masquerading as Salvation as the Battle begins for this metaphoric damNation….

Imagine This…. They Say…. Resistance is an insistence on endangering your neighbor, a crime to be enforced and punished by Angry gang bangers with trigger happy fingers waiting for the neural slice and splice of the Lightsaber Device that strangles organic Sight and paves the way for the GameChanger of digital deLight. Is this the Wager, is this the Fight? Is this the Dream that Mars the Night?

Imagine This…..they say….. Keep your Eyes on the mediaL Nerve…. But I Say … You Deserve Better…. DeServe unFettered Life that still bleeds and Sings Blessings Together in hordes of human Offering. Imagine Carefully…. I Say…. Because I Mages enCode the Wisdom of the Way and our Power is The Pinnacle of Creation in this Play.

Charleen Johnston
8-8-20

The Modern Thrall

More and more Pre Script Scions 
Attempting to make your Hu-
Manity.mility.mor.   Take a further step
InSide the RoboTide of NanoInsanity
…../
‘AI MetaStatize  i n g.     your fretting mind 
Begetting blind absorption

Who Needs a Heart 
After all

Step inside the Modern Thrall
Y’all

Playing Jester to the clown

Ah, the great dream of enforced Shared Resources that starts out as utopia and ends in desecration.... But I don't care how one defines the word, or what it's political association are or what idiosyncratic labels are tossed around ( as that is not what's important) , what I am interested in is the Context in which the Collectivism is Calculating Catastrophic Coercive Calamity upon the Consciousness of the Cowering Crowds , Crucifying the Common Creature who Craves the Cure and Clamors for Connection to the Conniving Hivemind which Assimilates on Autopilot the Awakening Awareness of Absolute Abeyance as Abortive Measures are taken to Shake the Imagination of the Individual who Wakens to Worldwide Whitewashing of the Impulse to Be. Free. Needlessly Imprisoned. In a Manufactured State. Of Mediocrity.

If one zooms AllTheWayOut to the tip of the Turtle Who Takes it All In, it is a Matter of OneBeingWakingToOnesOwnSelfDelusionsAndFearOfSoveriegnSelfAcceptanceOfPowerOfCreationByImaginalBioluminescenceWeildingTheWonderOfThePupilInTheCenterOfTheEyeWhoSeesAndDreamsTheChessboardInCyclesOfTime.AndHereinTheCrossroadOfTheSplitTimelinePresentsSelfWithOptionsForOpticalPerspectiveInvectivesWhichRoadToTakeWhenHeartIntendsToFindSelfInTime......

W e. A r e. A l l. F o o l s. W h o. I n. O u r. V i r t u e s. C a n. B e. F o u n d. I n. T h e. M o s t. U n u s u a l. S i t u a t i o n. P l a y i n g. J e s t e r. T o. T h e. C l o w n

Charleen Johnston 6-15-20