I never thought about whether or not I could change the way I looked at my life until somebody in NLP told me convincingly that I could. It's not that I'm so stupid, but I'd just never thought about it before. When I quit screaming at my nemesis that they were liars, and started listening to what they had to say, I realized that this was a neat trick and I had to learn to do it.
My only true plight in life has been about the rules of conscience I adopted in order to imitate the behaviors of people I admire. I imitated them because they were getting the responses from other people that I wanted for myself. I tried to mimic everything they said and did. In the more of me than you can see, I started learning to do that soon after the initial new-born stage. Children don't just start rolling over on their backs or start crawling until they realize they can. Sometime they figure it out by themselves, and other times they are deliberately led by example. They conquer a desired behavior by forming rules for develop strong habits to guide them along in their mimicry, and to remind them to be constantly diligent of the need to reframe less useful habits. They form rules to help them remember to do something again that feels right, and they teach themselves (in-tuition) to avoid doing stuff that constantly leads to disaster.
Programmers have rules for writing computer code using specific languages that have their own rules. All designed to get specific results. The rules a person remembers adopting are pretty easy to reframe, it's the ones you forgot you put into play to do something you've already forgotten about, that provides the rub. All a person has to do to change their rules of conscience is to figure out which ones they adopted to make them into who-they-think-they-are from the time they learned to crawl as a baby. How can that be done?
It took a long time to figure it out, but the way it works for me is to listen to what i accuse other people of being like. What I accuse the other of being like is exactly who I think I am... Is. I project my own idea of myself on to other people and act like they're who I think I am is instead of me.
Realizing that I'm doing this in real time, projecting my idea of myself on to the behavior of the other, that is, at the sa-me ti-me as I am is doing it, can prove to be a formidable task. A dream within a dream. It's difficult to keep my stopping still and know that I am is a God. A false God unless you believe otherwise. The hardest part is to figure out who I am is. That's pretty simple. What is simple is easy, I am is me. I am makes the world around it into it's own idea of it's Self. It makes the world around me into what it "thinks" the world should be like, and that's almost always just like me. I am only perceives it own idea of itself in the world about it. I am IS me. The child is the father of the man.
Why would a person defend their own right to play God with their own lives? C.G. Jung stated: "Religion is each person's defense against their own subjective experience of God." I've twisted it around a little. It's the persona who accuses the other of being what they would be like if they were them that's the culprit. That's who is playing God. It's you that's playing God when you find yourself expecting other people to obey the rules of conscience you created to get yourself to act like somebody else. Solely to get what they have you wanted or lusted for. People play God to be Godly.
I just wrote about defending my right to play God with my own life yesterday. That's why I agree with the saying in the Gospel of Thomas that one must hate their parents and their sisters and brothers to be a follower of Me. It's mostly a puberty thing. It amounts to no more than some 14 year old girl screaming at her mother, "I hate you." We do what we do in puberty to establish our own identity, each of us in our own way gotta let go of our dependence on dutifully being what we think we were raised to be like.
Humans gotta abandon their family's ways or their tribe's ways in order to discover their own way. Eventually they discover they don't have a way unless they create it themselves. Their success in letting that happen all amounts to them defending their right to play God with their own life. If you look at your process very selfishly, you'll begin to understand Jung was right. The defense you raise to protect your right to play God with your own life IS your only real religion.
I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
