The Paprefutu
Copyright by Dave Lassut 2011
Published by Wonky Books at Smashwords
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Namasté
This particular writing is about how people feel in the meantime, which is the time between manifested desires i.e. waiting for the ‘next’ good thing to happen which will make them feel good, again. Sensible! Because all humans want, is to feel good, or ‘better’; as does every living thing; it’s natural. Everyday folks think manifesting is mumbo jumbo, but those that rule them and whom most of them hate, work from a ‘manifesto’, don’t they?
It appears to be NORMAL, not a ‘Natural’ state, to feel ‘ugh!’ concerning life, and then wearily/angrily wait for something good to come along to make the person feel ‘relieved’ (re lived?) and therefore splendid and happy to be here; and the people who do this in their millions, wait in vain, and often in mental pain, for those manifestations of ‘stuff’ with magical powers. The trouble is, if those magical powers were glasses, they would be ‘lost’ on top of the person’s head; they already have their own magical power.
So, how to feel good in the ‘meantime’? That’s an enormously difficult thing to do, even with magical power, which I call ‘The Likeness’ and few manage it due to their feelings about things that happen in the world, and right in their backyard.
It is very, very difficult, I find, to advise people how to feel good when doing my ‘pet love’, evil household chores, no matter how well you make things sound good, or even fun. I therefore go the other way, and instead of the how, I like to espouse the ‘Why’, and then, it starts to engage minds, and can get downright scary when people find out what they are doing to themselves when they feel bad due to their thoughts. Humans don’t seem to like maintenance.
This isn’t a story, it’s more of a spiritual text. I therefore, with no beginning, middle and end to consider, tend to write things as they come and don’t get too concerned about where they are in the book, and so, it may feel a little disjointed.
It’s all here.
Enjoy.
I watched Derran Brown on TV the other night; the programme was called Derran Brown Investigates. Him being a sceptic, relished branding psychics as fakes, simply because it makes him feel good and gives him a great deal of satisfaction; I’ll bet. That’s what all humans want to do, feel good. I’m glad that humans are so lousy at it, because if they weren’t, I wouldn’t be writing this. Derran’s psychic, everyone is to some degree, but he doesn’t believe he is.
Last night, he was investigating and trying to rubbish a psychic medium who was talking to the dead. Derran was very suspicious, and tried to trick him, which was really funny. Indeed, a friend of mine heard him on TV say, ‘All psychics and clairvoyants should be put in jail’ ... maybe then, he should be shoved in the clink for crimes against humanity?
But, that aside, psychic mediums do claim to channel the ‘dead’, those who have ‘passed’, and there are those scientific proof seekers who say that they don’t, but the mediums of course claim they do. Who is correct?
The sceptics are correct, 100%
That’s a bit of a bugger isn’t it, if any of you have paid a lot of money to one.
Do you know why psychic mediums can’t communicate with the dead?
The answer is so, so simple.
There is no such thing as ‘dead’ people, because there is no such thing as death.
You reading this are never ever going to die (sometimes that is taken as very depressing news, because lots of people want to go to nothing as they have had too much of a bad time here). You’re going to lay aside your body one day, when you’re good and ready to do so, but even that won’t be dead; dead things decompose; it’s metamorphosis, like a butterfly, except the ‘dead’ body melds back into to the earth ... to feed the earth for the rest of us and all the other ‘living’ things. Decomposition is part of the magical atom’s journey to other places; atoms are made from Divine energy, and that can’t not ‘be’.
Bodies are made from matter, which is molecules, which are atoms, which comprise of particles, which are energy. Scientifically; energy cannot be created or destroyed, only changed from one form into another.
Death therefore is a lousy, ‘bad-feeling’ word for ‘change’.
So you lay aside your body one day, and the body should then be ‘allowed’ to rejoin the soil. The spirit then returns to a higher vibration ‘realm’, where, from what I can gather, it carries on creating. Why come here though, with a body?
Most can’t remember that one, because our level of forgetfulness when we come here is pretty powerful; that’s a good thing. We come here for the contrasts available, so we can create great things, physically obviously. Maybe where we come from there is no war, no nasty stuff ... that’s all here. Where we come from is higher consciousness ... and we’re having a jolly old time here trying to do the same, and have a fab time creating in the ‘meantime’, using that contrast to good effect.
But, forgetfulness is destroying everything, and instead of creating, we’re reacting ... we’ve shifted the C and were taking the place to bits.
Time to begin the change? It’s actually already begun.
I was talking to a West Midland’s nurse a while back. She told me that they had had a guy in emergency one night, who had pushed a coat-hanger up his butt; and that little hook bit had stopped him pulling it out again. His wife had rung for the ambulance. The surgeons removed it. They saved his bowel, but the shirt was ruined.
People with those sorts of problems are called ‘one percenters’ because that’s the body area size where those things happen.
That in mind, if you would like to dismiss 99% the stuff in the book as Mr Brown’s Hogwash, there is just that one percent chance that there might be something in it.
As in the last book in this series on life (Yes! More coming!), I will probably repeat myself on the journey, and so, I’m going to say once again, it is PAR for the course. Probably A Repeat. Be patient on your perusal. Repeats are useful in the case of things that serve people) as they lead to what’s called unconscious competence), and not quite so useful in the case of things that don’t serve people, such as some beliefs; beliefs are repeated ideas.
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Cherishing the Meantime
You’re in a bad mood, so you tell your dog off for a minor offence, and then take it for a walk. You still feel bad and really moody over something you got in the post that morning.
You reach the field and let the dog off the lead, and he’s off, running and jumping, full of the joys of Spring, which it is. You don’t feel the same. Inside yourself is the Winter of your discontent, although your dog knows of no such thing; he’s in the moment. You find a stick, and throw it for him. He runs after it enthusiastically. There are a few people with little kids walking too. The kids are full of the joys of spring and are laughing and giggling, their parents are rather subdued. You wonder if they have ‘your’ problems, because it feels like only you in the Winter of Discontent.
Your dog picks up the stick, and you rather unenthusiastically prepare to throw it again. The dog stops several yards from you. “Well bring it here then if you want me to throw it again! Stupid dog!” He’s having none of it though “You’re not getting the stick master, or more to the point, I’m not coming near you until you get to feeling more cheerful. Your vibe don’t feel good man! Woof!”
And so, mankind has grown to hate meantime for not giving him things immediately or quickly enough. Meantime is neutral though, the dog is representing the art of allowing, and you aren’t getting the stick until you cheer up; and the art of allowing doesn’t care how angry you get, you can rant and rave about not having the stick all day, and the Universe will simply wait .... and wait .... and wait ..... and wait .... It has eternity to play in; waiting for you.
That’s what’s said; arguing with the Universe is like trying to teach a worm to moo.
If our minds were to metaphorically head North, most of them are set to head South. That’s a posh way of saying that most people have information about life ‘arse about tit’.
This book is basically about one aspect of that, the hated beautiful gift we call meantime. Meantime is the time spent waiting for something to come into your life to make you feel good. How come things that you don’t want come in pretty quickly, and things you do want hang around forever? Because what you don’t want usually causes anxiety and fear, and that is a powerful draw, while something you do want usually causes the same anxiety, which in that case means ‘Where is it!?’, which in turn is a statement of ‘lack’. And so the Universe can only deliver more lack ... in the meantime.
The problem lurks in the ‘waiting’, because waiting means that your attention is on the lack of what you’re waiting for, and the dog is therefore going to hold back with the fetching (delivery) of the stick.
THE MESSAGE FROM GOD
DELIVERED BY SAINT PETER VIA HIS BOOMING ANGELIC VOICE FROM THE SKY WHERE HIS TRANSPARENT IMAGE WILL BE SHOWN TO ALL
“Good morning mortals! I’m glad to finally say that God has seen the struggle, and can easily understand the problem people have with meantime, and he says that he was very sorry to send down Jesus who showed you that things can happen immediately, and so, he is now taking off the pressure of having you wait yonks for all the nice things in life, and he is therefore turning off the meantime switch, and the art of allowing, and the Law of Attraction, as they have been very troubling things to humans.
Tomorrow morning, you will wake to find that you can have, immediately, all the things you want to make you happy, and you can be as miserable as you want to be, yet they will be yours immediately. Isn’t that good?”
Billions of people cheered. World leaders posed for photo opportunities with the heavenly transparent image of St Peter. St Peters smile looked genuine, yet the leaders smiles were somewhat ‘lacking’.
Millions of people had a thought, “I want to see an immediate end to war, and it ended immediately!” In a flash; it simply didn’t exist anymore.
Immediately, the same people thought, “Oh, I hope it doesn’t come back, that’s a worry”, and immediately, it came back. “Oh no, I was right! I wish it didn’t exist again!” and it didn’t; immediately.
Meanwhile, the millions of people who worked in the arms industry thought, my job’s going to disappear, which it just had done twice in the space of fifteen seconds, and would have again if it hadn’t gone already. So, those people with no jobs wished for their jobs back again, and they got them, immediately. That immediately made the people who wanted no war get a tad frustrated, and they wished it away again. Which happened ‘immediately’, which really pissed off the people with no jobs again, to wish them back ... etc. Having your job disappear and appear again plays havoc in the wages department, where minutes are so important to pay the worker exactly what they are owed ... after deductions to the exact penny.
Meanwhile, people who wanted to be soldiers to defend their country and score with loads of women who liked men in uniform, watched bemused as war kept appearing and disappearing like a light being switched on and off ... click .... click ... click, and so, all the soldiers and would be soldiers wished for war, which just made matters worse and war appeared and disappeared with increasing frequency.
Jim, a production line worker, who has always wanted to live in a country mansion, which would help him stop worrying about the money he didn’t have, said “I wish I had a country mansion”, and , immediately he was stood in the grounds off his magnificent house. He looked in awe, and thought, “Wow! I hope I never lose this, that’s a worry”, and because his attention was on losing the house (even though he hoped he never would), a car pulled up, and a lawyer climbed out and served him with repossession papers. “God” he thought, “I knew that would happen, I wish I was back on the production line”, and of course ... ping! He was then in state of pissed off happiness. He then decided to give it one more go. “I’d love to have a Ferrari”
His supervisor who was stood behind him asked him to follow him to his bosses’ office. He thought he was in trouble. His boss said, “Jim, is that your Ferrari outside? A guy just delivered it for you?”
Jim looked out of the window, and there it was ... red and gleaming!
Jim immediately began to worry about running it, and wondered where the empty feeling was coming from now that he had his dream car. “I won’t be able to run it! I’ll have to sell it!”
“How you going to run it Jim, you may have to sell it?” said his boss “I’ll give you twenty grand cash for it, right now.”
“Jim snatched the opportunity”
On his way home, Jim felt the twenty grand in his bag “I’ve never had this much money, I hope I don’t lose it, because it’s very easy to lose money these days, especially in a credit crunch”
The money immediately disappeared, and Jim thought “I knew it, easy come easy go”
Don’t feel too bad for Jim, his boss was watching the Ferrari appear and disappear with his thoughts too.
Imagine immediate manifestation globally. Fancy that? I know I don’t. Does meantime now seem a little more ... appetising? If you actually had the ability of instant manifestation, or ‘Man’ made God-hood, would you then be happy? You’d be like King Midas and the gold (which quickly pissed him off by all accounts); you’d be an Avatar! A fully ‘realised’ being, capable of instant manifestation. What people really want is to have the power that they can turn on and off when it suits them, to produce what they wish, and not have anything yucky come into their lives due to the ‘meantime’ thoughts they think. In other words, they can’t be arsed to train their minds by controlled thinking, as thinking is hard, hard work, in itself, never mind controlling it (that’s far too exhausting). So, they want the impossible, and they are bloody determined to feel mad and bad in the meantime, until they get what they want!
The funny bit is, ‘they already have it’, in a ‘deliberately’ slowed down version, so they can gently mould their thoughts, and watch their creations take form, instead of being instant. What’s required for this? The marvellous art of allowing, constantly. So no, you aren’t an Avatar, well, you are, but ... you’ve decided to be, for the vast majority of your life, an Allowatar; and being one of them is more juicy than being an Avatar (good film though ... which didn’t contain any instant manifestation scenes).
Meantime saves you from yourself, or to be more precise, your conditioned mind ... how utterly fantastic is that?
NEXT
Humans tend not to like journeys, they like destinations; they have their thinking arse about tit, and, because immediacy rules, they then curse the journey, the meantime. I hear people say it all the time “It’s the waiting I don’t like”. But then, the destination is reached, and the immediate question then is, ‘what’s next’?