If you want to enslave a man, the best and fastest way to go about it is to rob the man of his common sense, his guidance system.
Train him to not trust his feelings. In anything. Train him that he can’t trust his feelings. Train him that all decisions should be made by men smarter than him. Train him that he can’t be trusted to made decisions about the education, the health about his children.
Train him by printing on plastic bags that they should not be put in the cradle… because a child may suffocate playing with it… Do this so the man will stop thinking for himself and start relying entirely on thing being given to him chewed and digested.
This is a thought experiment… one of the good ways to use the brain…
There are millions of bloggers, millions of article writers, millions of products.
They would all be out of business. Because suddenly, without the sugar, you would become a lot healthier, a lot more intelligent.
You would also stop a lot of lying and pretending… the lying and pretending that keeps your inner turmoil constant.
I found out, a few days ago, that one of my clients who wasn’t getting well, and swore that she ate according to the rules I set up for her… except I am finding out that she was eating Snickers bars…
Are you kidding? Are you stupid? But if you are kidding: who are you kidding? If you are stupid: who is paying the price?
If you have to get up in the middle of the night and pee
that means: your cell hydration is low.
it may also mean: you have diabetes or pre-diabetes. Diabetics have low cell hydration. this may be the reason they don’t accept the sugar into the cell… Because sugar would break even bigger havoc in the cell… it would dry out the cell completely.
My hunch is that hydrating the diabetic’s cells can end the diabetic misery… But it needs testing. If you have diabetic friends, family members: you owe it to yourself to test the Energized water on them. Diabetes can cost tens o
This article will be deemed self-aggrandizing, or something of that sort… and I don’t care. Truth is truth…
I am 69 years old.
I have lived, this is a 20/20 hindsight, my entire life on the 13th floor. Two months ago I would not have said that: I didn’t know there is such a thing…
Having live there all my life: I am having a real tough time to say how I got there… because I never lived on the 14th or the 15th floor… the 13th floor is reality, based on your sensory organs, not on thought.
My brothers did live on the 14th floor. Both. My father also lived on the 13th floor. My mother didn’t.
The biggest difference, looking through my own eyes now, is the meanings. On the 14th
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Not a good feeling. It is not that I am on the mountaintop screaming… and am not being heard. No. I am among people, and I am not heard.
What isn’t being heard, what is being ignored, brushed aside, that the reason you are unhappy trying to become happy is because you live on the 14th and the 15th floors of your being…
It is impossible to be happy on those floors.
The second thing that isn’t being heard is that you are manipulated and influenced by evil people.
If you can’t see evil, then you are one of those people who is a positive thinker type of puppet.
If you can see evil, and want to campaign, attack, kill… then you are a fixit
Most of the things I find out were in front of me, in plain sight, but I could not see it.
As I am going deeper and deeper into teaching people to feel their feelings, so they can return to the Tree of Life, I am on uncharted territory. I encounter stuff that has always been there… and in this new context it hits me funny… weird… illogical… counter intuitive: to me.
Whenever I see things from the level I am, most of the things I see are things I have never had, and therefore they are new to me. Unfamiliar… Alien.
Such is the thing i want to write now: the delusion that you need to meet everyone’s expectation of you.
That it is your duty to be good enough for everyone, fast enough, smart enough, deep enough, pretty enou
I just exchanged emails with the author of the Feelings book, Gyozo Margoczi.
Gyozo means Winner, or Victor in Hungarian… someone who wins over something or someone.
My name: Sophie, means Wisdom.
Names can be taken two ways:
1. you are that
2. you need to become that
He wrote the books. Major accomplishment. Big win… mostly like a tree falling in a forest that didn’t make a sound because there was no one to hear it… until I came along.
Now I am taking what I learned from him, and still learn through the emails, and I am running with it.
He is stuck in his 9-5, family, financial obligations.
If you want to enslave a man, the best and fastest way to go about it is to rob the man of his common sense, his guidance system.
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