2012: Back to Black

I met my neighbour today while going out for a walk. I was wearing a bright windjacket, green and purple, she told me I was smart, the Italian way, meaning I looked funny, not in fashion, slightly out-of-place.

I know I am out-of-place in a fashion country wearing clothes that the establishment has not declared ‘in’ for the season, green and purple belong to the mountains, out of a grim and somber city like Milan, but I don’t care, I will not buy a new windjacket when I have one that works perfectly fine as a windjacket  just because I’m colour disapproved, I can live with that.

My neighbour said something else which brought up a flood of remote memories of my childhood, when I said ‘I know I should be wearing black’, like everyone else, the smart office ‘in’ people, she said that she only likes black on the plumper ones, the skinny ones look too thin, because black is the magical thinning colour, it makes you disappear in inches and gives that ‘Mortisia Addams’ look that expresses just what everyone is going through, the living dead, we brough the black outside for everyone to see.

She mentioned as well that she doesn’t like black, it’s the colour of mourning, and she recalled that when she was a kid around 10 years of age, her mother went to visit her to the summer camp all dressed in black, as a sign of respect for her brother who had just passed away. She asked, do you remember the ‘tight mourning dressing code’?

Funny, until she asked, I didn’t, then this flow of memories came rushing through my mind, of course I do. When I was a kid we had a  dressing code for mourning, it was stricter in the South of Italy and it became diluted coming up the peninsula partly due to our French and Austrian domination, we were less bound to religious and cultural rules, the South had an arabic domination, in Sicily many public signs still have the double language, and even the food can tell about their arabic inheritance. Dominations, welcome or not, are hard to let go.

The mourning dressing code demanded that for close members of the family, mother and father, brothers and sisters, children, husband and wives, strict mourning should be applied, that implied all black for women, including underwear and pantyhose, no jewellery except the wedding ring, no make up, no public appearances except for Sunday mass, forbidden to remarry or give up the strict mourning code for 10 years. For the males, 1 year of strict mourning, black tie, black button, black band on the arm, forbidden or frowned upon to remarry before the end of the strict mourning time. All the other relatives commanded a light mourning, one year for women, at discretion for men. Even with death women were asked to suffer more, longer, with more commitment to pain and suffering.

After a certain age inside big families especially, people kept dying, a brother, a parent, a child, so the mourning clothes never came off, mourning years had to be added, like a prison sentence and this is why in old pictures of Italian women that one can see in American movies they all wore black.

I cannot recall when this changed exactly, I know that even in the South, due to migration and mixing with other cultures mourning is no longer strict, one interesting thing that I noticed though is that black has moved forcefully into the lives of everyone else, the apparently non mourning ones, fashion is a huge supporter of bringing black into the everyday scene.

This is interesting because when I was a kid, black was a non colour, nobody wore it, we never had any black clothes except for the ones we had to have to go to funerals, any other colour at funerals would simply be bad taste and unacceptable, the sign of someone wanting to steal the thunder from the dead, not noticing that a dead had the thunder stolen by death and would not mind a little colour competition. Yes, because the only one allowed to have coloured clothes, was the corpse.

Our existences are developing from the end to the start of the Pleasantville movie, we started coloured and we went sepia first, by sucking out the life of our physical bodies and we turn grey at death, in between now, everyone wears Black, especially in the big cities, Black is Back, we have made official our state of mourners of the Lives that passed us by and we never lived.

We have lost ourselves inside the Mind, filled ourselves with memories, ideas, opinions, traumas, suffering, blame, guilt, shame and we no longer recognise ourselves, we have given up on ourselves, decided we were not even worth the challenge and resigned to our ability to change to go back to Life, instead we went Back to Black.

There is a way out, we have to give up everything and anything that we have defined ourselves as and we lived into existence, anything that we gave Breath to and that was not Life, the personalities that we designed to cope and that we use to play at life, that makes us likeable, acceptable, praised, respected and dead, we gave up our lives for Sex and Money.

The world is run by these 2 forces, we should stop fooling ourselves giving ourselves stories to believe, we keep claiming the magic word “Love’ hoping that all the bad, the negative, the very things we have created and breathed into existence, the things we don’t want to see or be a part of, will magically go away, we exchanged “Avada Kadavra” with Love and we keep trying it out, we throw it at people, we make sand castles with it and hope to keep them up, until the next tide comes in, the next sorrow, the next thing we’ll give away of ourselves until there will be nothing left that can stand up and say Enough.

Black is our ultimate expression, in a world full of colours we wear the absence of it, the absence of life, the ultimate symbol and visual to tell each other, don’t bother, I’m dead already.

But we are not, underneath what and who we think we are, Self is there, the One Self that equals Life and is Equal in everybody in value and opportunity for change, the Self of each one of us that longs to express, to demolish this world of fake Capitals to return the Capital to Life, because Life is the Capital that everyone owns and was born with as and into, the choice to mourn the death of Life is a tragic one, Life is not dead, we are, in separation from everything that exists we experience sorrow and despair and hopelessness and our slow death, the death of a Life that is never taken until the last Breath, but is exchanged for the razzle dazzle glitters and sequins that we use to thread the stories of ourselves that were never real but in our imagination and that have built the prisons we are now convinced we will never be able to leave behind.

We are the keys to our own prisons, free yourself with Self Honesty and Self Forgiveness, you can build your Self Trust again, all our judgements of ourselves and others exist in our make belief worlds and castles, we built them, we know how to bring them down, there is only ourselves holding the key to our jails, we are the key, we’ll have to undo the spells we cast upon ourselves one  by one, walk our life stories backward until we see the door, we are the key, the spells and the door, we are All there Is.

Let’s give up our make belief worlds, let’s give up Black as a symbol of our mourning, we are not dead yet, let’s get back to Life instead.

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2012: A New Equality Monetary System for All Humanity

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When I first met Desteni I was overwhelmed by the information about our History and about how we came to find ourselves where we are today.

For a few months I was too busy reviewing my understanding of reality to be able to grasp the Equal Money System concept, I even wrote in on a Forum, sorry I just can’t get this yet and what  I meant was that while I could see clearly the Esperanto version of a New Economy there was no way I could get it, I was just too far from it, the gap between me and the Equal Money System was too wide.

The reasons were many, one was that I was a perfect product of this system, I was brainwashed and indoctrinated to make THIS system work, I had too much knowledge of business and Money to even be able to begin to comprehend alternatives that had no foundation on anything that I knew, pIus I was born in debt like everyone else, as this reality is built on all the past generation that came before us and left behind something to fix, a debt, to each other, to the planet, to themselves.

So the first things I had to do to close this gap was to self  for-give, it is interesting for me now to expand on this point, because until a few months ago I had troubles with this Self Forgiveness tool because even the self forgiveness of the system has been tainted and turned into a debt settling, a way to get something back from others, their respect, their trust, something that we have accepted and believed went wrong in our interactions and had to be fixed by others for-getting about our for-getting.

So it took me quite some Self for-giveness  to experience the giving, because this is all the point of it, it’s not for-getting, it’s for-giving, so one doesn’t know how it works until one applies it and gets the gift, and the gift is getting back pieces of ourselves that we have left behind and the more we return self back to self by giving through the for-giving the more the next step that comes out of this is my oh my I want to for-give everybody !

And this is what the Equal Money System is, The Equal Money System is  for-giveness in the physical, is a moment in time when we stop, breathe, realize all the abuses that have been perpetrated through our acceptances and allowances of a system of abuse, inside and outside Equal and One, in the name of greed for-getting about everyone else and we tell ourselves that it’s not cool, that we need a correction that we need to for-give to each other everything that we would like to receive

I gave up on the Universe and Source as well, the Universe is just another word for God, it’s an Idea that supports the abuses in the world that says it’s God’s will or the Universe will, we started with the Universe story when we saw that God wasn’t working but we were unable to let God go due to our extensive fear of existence, we dressed him up with the Fancy Universe clothes and called him by another name but have a look, the Universe is there supporting the abuse too, there isn’t much further to go to reach rock bottom so it’s pretty clear by now (except for the ones who have a ticket to board the ascension Merkaba or are waiting for aliens to jail the abusers – I’m not joking I have read this post from the Galactic Federation, they have sent out a petition for all the Galactic federation’s friends to sign to give them the power to jail the abusers- good luck with that- , or they are waiting for the end of the world), that there will be no intervention, WE HAVE BEEN THE ABUSERS we have to sort this mess out.

And on a last note about God and the Universe, if God/Universe picks and chooses among his children he is an abusive parent/source, should we care or just be happy that we get to be the favourite ?

I  was no longer happy to be favoured by God/The Universe, I was sick myself and with myself for the life I was living in separation from everything that exists, I longed to stop my own abuse of myself and others and to no longer see hungry people, beggars, homeless, violence, rapes, wars and when I finally I could get what the Money System we are talking about IS,  I was in awe.

Yes because in one single move we could address most of the planet problems, by giving access to everyone Equally to what the planet has given to us All, we could live in peace, we could stop fearing the future, we could have a life that is guaranteed to be as smooth as possible by the  new system that would be born by Life to support All Life Equally.

What are the drawbacks ? None, well none could be or have more than another because Equality is what the New Monetary System is all about it’s the physical realization of our Oneness and Equality, it’s a statement of Equal value granted to each living being, finally Money would be used not as a weapon but as a Life giving device.

There was never anything wrong with money, it was always US, it was our value system that was upside down, a system where we put things and profit before Life, it was bound to fail and crash like a castle of cards.

So, if you wish to understand the New Equality of the Equal Money System you have to start by for-giving yourself, because someone who is full of debts cannot understand the giving of the equality system because he/she has not yet started to give to himself/herself  Self back to Self.

And it’s only within the Equality of you that you can start to see and then you will be astonished and a bit ashamed at why on Earth we did not see this before, it’s so simple we just have to start to give to ourselves, so start your for-giveness today, give yourself back to yourself, because there simply needs to be more of yourself  Here to get it, to see and realize the solution as You.

Delete your debts through Self-forgiveness so that the world may delete its debts One and Equal to you and start anew in a system of for-giving instead than the current system of for-getting, where we forget the suffering of others that is nothing but the suffering of each one of us living in separation from ourselves and not Here as One as Equal as Life as Everything that Exists.

Join us, we are the future, do you already have a future ?

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