What are we?? Are we not??

Man kind
A parasite
Tiny organisms living on a single molecule.

One of many molecules found in a body,
Like a single drop of blood,
Looked under a microscope.

Each drop of blood representing another galaxy.
Constantly folding in on another as an individual goes through the various stages of emotion.

Each layer of folded material a representation of experiencing emotion through the very many possibilities of variations found in the  universe.

Someone bring me some tea . Herbal please.

My Sunshine

My Sunshine

Your face is like the Sun 

Shining through the clouds on a warm Autumn day.

Your beams of light reaching through

to the Earth and warming my heart.

Vibrating in harmony with the ideals of 

Peace and Happiness

that run through my veins.

This is what happens when I look up

to see you

smiling back at me.

SUNSHINE IS YOUR FACE. 

My Theory on the "9 code"

If 9 is a universal number, then life must move to the rhythm of 9. Where every event that occurs, does so within a cycle period of the Universe (9 times), when it reaches around to 1 again, something major will occur with relevance to the event in question.

Given this theory, when in a gambling situation, I would assume that you may win once out of the 9 times you play and on the 10th time you bet (10 being 1 in Universal terms; 1 + 0 = 1), you are either going to win big or something tragic could happen and you loose more money then you won within that cycle of 9 from the time you placed your first bet.

Which brings into question the theory of chance.
Is there such a thing as chance if you are aware of the cycle that is playing out?

I'd suppose that the answer would be a bit of YES and NO.

YES, because you still don't know what the outcome of the events will be at the end of each cycle.

NO, because anyone who is aware of the power of 9 is also aware of the fact that we have the power within us to direct the outcome of any event dependent on the kind of energy you put focus on to it, whether it being positive or negative in nature and how much energy you invest in it.

I put my theory to the test by playing a card game 9 times in 9 rounds. 

In all outcomes, whatever result I got from playing the game from the first time I played it to the 9th time I played it within that round, the result would be the same: If I lost the first game, I would continue to loose the game all 9 other times I played for all 9 rounds I played (or so I was beginning to think so because I had lost all 9 games in rounds 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6). 

During this experiment, I did find that it was only on the 7th round of playing 9 games in a row, that I had won 2 games; one at the start of the 7th round, played 7 losses, won one more, before playing the 9th game in that round. 

Now I don't know about you, but to me my findings where intriguing, to say the very least, given that: 

7 + 2 = 9

I won the 1st game on the 7th round and then won the 8th game:  

1 + 8 = 9

I lost all games on the 8th round and all games on the 9th round, but as soon as I got back to playing the 10th round (or 1st again) I had won the first game I played.

Number 9 Code

Main-stream Science (Quantum Physics, to be exact) is now recognising the existence of parallel realities, which they say, exist only through the possibility of outcomes based on the decisions we make in our day to day lives, such as: "Do I go for a walk right now? Should I stay home? or go visit a friend?"

Whatever decisions you make now in this reality, there are alternate realities with other possible outcomes that can occur based on what conscience decision for your actions you have made in this one.

So what happens with the other possible outcomes which could have occurred based on the other decisions you could have made?
Well, they have to go somewhere, specially if you are looking at the possibilities of alternate realities in a mathematical way, so another layer of reality becomes apparent (just like a decimal point moves forward or back in numbers in a mathematical equation)... so on and so on, until, every possible path of decisions that could have been made are complete with outcomes attached, branching out to complete each layer.

There has been some speculation into the theory of perhaps trying to eliminate all other possible realities (upon there discovery) by having these alternate realities collapse into one apparent reality, being the reality of what we have physically through life come to experience(or as some like to call it, "living in the NOW") would be to think of every decision we make and their every possibility of outcomes which could occur by consciously choosing the path which we would prefer to go on, But, in consciously giving thought to paths or decision and there very many possible outcomes would require one to pause in time to think and in doing so, opening a gap in space and time, as brief or as long as it may be in "Real Time", to mentally live through those decisions and some of the outcomes, subconsciously causing feelings of emotions to rise within us which generally is the ruler of what path way one will choose or make a decision on.

To give thought to possible outcomes is to give life to those very many possibilities, whether you live them of not, those possibilities are real and exist to occur in one of the many other layers of alternate realities.

Now back to the Number 9.

Perhaps we live in the 9th dimension of realms, or maybe we live our lives in a cycle of 9, where we repeat the same mistake 9 times before we begin to see results.
Whatever the case is, one thing is for-sure, that is, the number 9 appears every where you go, it is in everything you see, feel, touch and smell in this reality and there is no denying that the number 9 is a very powerful number within this realm of existence.


By D-Ali
22/01/2015

The Secrete to Immortal Life.. Continued

Here's something to think about..
The Secrete to immortal life... Could it be that we are heading in the direction of becoming super hybrid beings with no emotion? no soul?
Trans-Human??

What are the governing bodies of the world keeping from the masses in plain view? and why is every body who identifies themselves as being Human allowing humanity to go in the direction that it is?

Is it inevitable that Trans-Humanism is the next stage of human evolution?

Trans-Humanism / Genetic Modification of all Life / Nano-Technology / HARP/ Geoengineering...

Interesting Theory. MUST WATCH

Hollow Earth True History, Hitler & NWO...

Some parts to this Documentary are laughable, but it does give one an insight to the belief system of such cults as the Freemasons and Illuminati.

Discover: The Illusion of Time

I've always believed that time is just an illusion.  That everybody experiences time according to their own perception of life and according to an earlier log on my blog (called "the secret to immortal life"), I did mention a theory that if an individual stopped believing in time they maybe able to live forever, or more possibly stay younger for longer.

Take a look at the below video.  Learn about the laws of physics and how dicovery has been made about "TIME".

Discover:The Illusion of Time(full documentary)HD: http://youtu.be/cRUc7olBSuM

Titanium Dioxide: Is it Toxic or Safe

I've noticed recently in some foods that I have purchased lately that Titanium Dioxide has been included in the ingredients.

On seeing this ingredient I just had to investigate further because I have always been under the impression that Titanium in any form consumed is a dangerous substance that can cause serious harm to the Human body.

Here is what I found:


Click Here  to read about the Facts on Titanium Dioxide

Toxic or Not,
I highly recommend that people start doing more research and become more aware of what goes into the food they purchase from Manufacturers.

Hope you enjoy the read
Regards

Sade Bali

Secret to immortal life

HERE'S A THEORY FOR YA ALL:

This is probably going to make me sound really stupid, but, I have actually given this alot of thought. I only wish I had the ability to put all my thoughts down for you all to read as the images and words came to me before I got out of bed this morning.

It all makes sense to me and it felt like I discovered something massive.

Well, here it goes, the secret to immortality:

Forget time exists and do everything in slow motion. I mean very slow motion.
That way by the time you finish taking a step to move forward, so much actual time would have passed but it would be as though no real time had passed at all.

Slow Mo!!
Give it a go
;-)

Painting a picture through words

Painting a picture through words,
Imagine,
What it is to see beauty before you're very eyes.
She turns a corner in the hallway to be standing there before me.
Standing there in the doorway to my bedroom.
Standing naked with a smile on her face.
Her perfect body oiled and glistening in the light make her features appear flawless.
Her small rounded toes point out on the left leg, with her big toe twisting into the polished floor boards she's standing on, with her right leg placed behind in an innocent, vonrabul manner.
As she twists the toe from left to right in the same spot her calf muscle on the same leg imposes like a beating pulse.

And you can paint what's next....

Where does my heart belong??

#Stopthınkrespect
-it's not only Aboriginals who face discrimination in Australia

Being born in Australia and being raised by parents who where born and raised with different cultural values to suit the country which they where in before arriving to Australia to start (escape) a "new life" has played a major impact on my own life.
My parents brought me up with their values which have been of an ethnic culture. I have continually struggled throughout my entire life searching for a place where I fit in. Asking myself questions such as what am I? Am I an Australian or does because of the way I have been brought up mean that I automatically belong to another raise in which way my parents have brought me up in?

I speak two languages, one of which I knew how to speak before the other, that being the ethnic background of my parents tongue before English.
Even as that being so, I've always made an effort with my peers to constantly say, when asked, that I am Australian because I was born in this country. I have associated myself with other like me (who have had similar upbringings) in my past and I have associated myself with people who would refer to themselves as being "true Australian" based on their families background being that they to where born and raised here as far back in relation to their great great greater mothers and fathers generations.

Now, in my family tree, I am what many would refer to as a "first generation Australian " because every person who was born before me in relation to my family history was born in another country other than Australia. So when I am referring to associating with people like me, this is what I mean.

Australian people don't like to class themselves as being racist due to its multi cultural diversity, however, my research into this matter begs to differ.
I have come to the conclusion, through my association with multiple cultural diversified peers, that the most racist of all cultural diversities found in Australia actually comes from those  who refer to themselves as "true Australians".

I personally think that unless you are of an aboriginal decent, you have no right to refer to yourself as being "a true Australian".  if your parents or patents parent migrated to Australia and gave birth to you on Australian soil that the term "1st, 2nd, 3rd.... Generation" Australian should be implied and made mandatory by governments as to eliminate confusion within any Australian so that future Australians can  ınstıll pride for being an Australian.

Being a 1st gen Aussie has been frustrating at best. If only I had known what to say to people when I was asked the question "what's your nationality?" when growing up, perhaps my life would have been different, more peaceful and harmonious, livıng and growing throughout life with others just like me (1st gen). Instead of constantly feeling emptiness due to having a lack of the sence of belonging, feeling banished or like I am being looked at differently, being treated differently just because my parents brought me up in the best way they knew how to (they're way).

Division amongst different cultures is prominent all around Australia, but its the division amongst the generations of Australians that cause the most problems, mostly psychological.

Unwanted Darkness

From the Shadows she emerges out of her slumber,

Rise, rise, rise.

The darkness fills her body with her first breath of air.

She sighs.

"It's time to rise,
Begin a new day.
What tasks do I need to complete?
Where do I need to go?
Who do I need to see?"

RISE, RISE, RISE

Extending her body to stretch her limbs,
She feels her blood flow,
Rushing into each organ of her (once was) crippled, stiff body.

"Who's here? What do they want? Why are you all still here?"

Darkness consumes her as she catches the whiffe of rotting corpses from another room.

She emerges out of the shadows to find demons scattered around her dwelling.

Chattering and gnawing at eachother as they do,
Serching for external pleasures for a moment of satisfaction.

MONEY

Do you really think it matters??
All this suffering,
Continous breathing,
Trying to be the best you can be at what your good at, just to find out that any kind of meaning to this life amounts to money.

You find your skill,
Your passion to pursue, but if it's not making you any money, it automatically brings into question whether or not it is worth pursuing.

Sure, you enjoy what your doing, but is it worth anything??

Is anything non academic worth pursuing in this life?

We're taught at a young age to be good at maths as to be able to add and subtract our money we make when we're old enough to get a job, but, not to be great at mathematics as to be able to solve the secrets of the universe.

Imaginations are said to be almost diminished by the time one reaches their mid 30's leaving only the capabilities of utilizing skills of an academic nature based upon knowledge gained from attending school (in those most critical years of our lives).

We go to school to learn, thats right, we learn...
We learn how to count money, we learn how to behave infront of authority figures, we learn that unless you are good at maths and science and politics and all the academic subjects they throw at you, you are not going to get a good job.

What is it to have a "good" job, well, it's a job that pays well. It is a place where you give up your life and time to serve another. The more time and energy you put into this job, the more you will be rewarded with money.

Then what is a bad job?, I hear you ask.
A bad job is a job that requires you to use your imagination. Something that allows you to escape reality through thought, an activity which can also help with developing New ideas, other ways of looking at life and portraying these ideas and thoughts to others, just like an artist would with their artwork, or an inventor would with their new idea. Basically, anything that promotes independent thought and a creative mind is a bad job.

Yes, we learn all this at school.
For instance, in primary school when you should be learning how to read and right and how to construct sentences properly, the majority of the time you are asked the question, "what do you want to be when you grow up?" leaving a child's creative mind to ponder such a stupid notion.

In High school when you are meant to have some sort of rough idea to this ridiculous question, you are allowed to pick the subjects of your choice, mostly around the year 9 level, because by then, you have been told that "you can be anything you want" and should have a rough idea at the types of subject you enjoy doing. You meet with the schools career adviser and they help you pick the subjects you require in order to achieve your goal of becoming what "you"want to be. If you want to be a photographer or an artist, or even a designer, you are made to pick all the art related subjects, if you want to become a physician or an engineer, you are made to pick all the technical subjects. Automatically, you become devided amongst your peers and at the end of your high school sentence, you are scored based on how much and how well your ability to recollect information is through exams.
Obviously, even a not so smart technical subject student is going to get a higher score than the most articulated creative subject puplil, because that is what the technical subject pupils are trained to do. (all day everyday, including after school hours, they are fed and recalling so much useless information). Where as the creative subject pupils are made to think outside the box they live in.

Sure, almost everyone wants to be able to be creative and imaginative in their choice of work. But, the truth is that if you put your energy and time into something else other than making money, you are not going to get to, be apart of, or even be acknowledged as anyone who has any kind of value to impute on this earth.

Why am I even sharing this with you, when I already know that all it would take is for people to stop investing so much energy into this way of being, to remember that all governing bodies implemented in all countries are there to serve the people of there ruling counties and not the other way around.

There's no balance any more.

Have a listen to what this valedictorian graduate has to say on the subject:

Click here to view video.

Uncontrolled

Don't blame me for being a little terror,
Blame the tv and the media.
Lock your tv's up with Censorship
Or turn them off from the power.

While your children are not watching
Keep in mind that you are being watched while you are watching them.

Cameras take over, though you are not famous, you are ordinary.
The ordinary have much more to offer.

Controlled collective thinking is what they are after.

Don't give them the power!!
Do not give them the power!!

Think outside the box your living in,
Turn the box into a bubble,
Give them Hell,
Give them trouble.

Children should be children forever.
We are united.
The ordinary becoming the line of fire of their manipulations and uncontrollable behaviour.

Possessions taking over,
All around the world,
Each and every one of us a gateway to their games,
Its what they don't want you to know, but you do know it anyway.

Be quiet, don't speak out.
Keep in line,
Discipline, respect.
Blaa blaa blaa,
Is, as it goes,
Don't speak out!!
No one should know.

This isn't an explanation for my terrorrist behaviour, it's more of a reaction to the confusion of the pleasure and pain offered from Chaos continuously occurring more rapidly then ever.

Time speeding up and magnetic polarity diminishing,
Vertigo happenings,
Empowered after more power,
Controlled seeking more control.

To be apart of society or not to be?
That is the question.

What is it to be?

I think we all know the answer to, but can we make the decision before we are born into this life?

How novel it would be.

Would you choose to be present in this life?

Just like an Illusion,
A dream.
A moment in time,
It'll be over,
Free to go on with the rest of eternity,
Free.

Isn't that what everyone is after?

Freedom.

Uncontrollable.

Uncontrolled.

GODS SPEAK

I am on the train, sitting down on a window seat. Facing the opposite direction to the way the train is travelling.

Looking around as I usually do, I have realised that I have caught the last pack of peak hour travellers.

There are so many different looking types of people and surprisingly enough, I caught the eyes of a young lady who has big beady eyes, similar to the ones you see on the aliens depicted from the t.v. show "The x files"..

I try to look away, but it's as though her eyes have got a hold of me some how and I can't. Is she trying to say something to me through her eyes?

What?

"I know you know... you know something that most others fail to see," I hear in my thoughts. Clearly not my own. "I am not just one, but one of many and that is only a minuit part of the bigger picture. We have been working hard to integrate amongst your kind for centuries. It is only in the last century that we have been successful in finding a way and it is working."

Right at that point as the last word entered my thoughts, our contact broke and my eyes where diverted over to another young lady sitting closer to me on my right.
She's dressed well, wearing a simple yet elegant black dress with large gold and bras jewelry, I guess to match the colour of her hair which is golden honey blond and her slightly tanned completion.
However, my eyes widen with a sense of disbelief surging through me. The female I have diverted my eyes to, has surprisingly similar features to the female I made eye contact with. Her eyes, the shape of her head, the  thinness of her figure, the colour of her eyes, the unusual smoothness of her skin, like it has been made to fit like glove then further trimmed and pulled back, the same dull limpness of the hair, with the same hair length and cut...

"I was staring, look away, look away!!" I think to myself, (obviously with my own inner voice).

Trying not to shake my head in disbelief as I look away, I've immediately caught my own eyes staring back at me from my reflection in the window I am sitting by, "YEP, that's it. Just look out the window," I just told myself.

Staring out the window, I can see people get up off there seats one group at a time with each train station stopped at.

"Not long to go now, halfway there", I'm thinking as the train draw's closer to another station to let passengers off. I look away from the window to the other to see the name of the train station which is coming up.

The train is coming to a complete stop, I look around to see a sign that names the station, instead, what am I seeing, the one girl I made eye contact with, get up off her seat.  She's glancing over to the other girl she made my eyes divert to, they're getting off their seats simultaneously, walking to the same exit and getting off at the same stop!! They are taking their first step onto the platform the same time, with the same foot first, right then left.

They appear to be strangers, but their similarities... The way they look (appearances) and the way they walk (gliding) through the ticket point at there exit, briefly looking at each other with no expression as they part ways in the opposite directions...

Just watching them, with consideration to the passing thoughts I just had throughout my train journey from the moment I made eye contact with "one of them" has sent a horribly terrifying feeling through my entire body.

What an experience.
It's left me with so many questions.

Why did my mind single out those two particular people?
Looking around, after that experience, I can notice so many different types of species of humans. I am living in a multi-cultural state, so seeing different people who come from the same background integrating into society while managing to segregate themselves to certain parts of the state where others of similar cultural backgrounds are, is nothing new. So, why, on this occasion has it left me feeling so terrified?

Are different species of alien beings cross breading themselves with the human species, behind close doors, to create a race of super beings to partake in this realm of life because their realm of reality has collapsed within their dimension? If so, what was the cause of the collapse within their dimension?

Is the reason why we have so many different types of species living on this planet due to the collapse of many dimensions on a variety of timelines throughout space that has caused different breeds of beings to escape into this realm to find sanctuary with the opportunity to grow in numbers within Earths caves, forests, coasts and wide rangers of open lands?
Maybe, the great ancestors of our great ancestors where all descendents of the stars? So they all came from somewhere within our galaxy but where travelling at different speeds and different frequencies to one anothere, even when on Earth until they where discovered by other beings and where forced to adjust there speed and frequency of the discoverers so that their existence would be recognised giving them a purpose for life... I guess they could just as easily disapear if they no longer felt like valued participants of the modern world... Maybe??

All that we see with our own eyes is believed to be true by the viewer, so if I can see so many different racial species around me, it would only be natural for me to assume that they are made up of the same particulars, with the same level of frequency discharge and absorption, combined with water and magnetism to physically and emotionally feel the bondage restraints of the gravitational pull towards the Earths surface, as I do?

I am human, aren't I?

Wow!! All this thought inside my head in a 15minute train ride home.

I'm at my stop now. End of the line.
Till next time...

By Dee Ali
13-12-2013

Consciousness Science Kept Hidden

Click Here to Watch if link above does not work

 

 



This science is not kept hidden, by watching this I have not learnt anything new. This video has simply reconfirmed what I and what many, already believe to be true because they feel it so within themselves. But in saying that, I must admit that these sorts of documentaries are always fun to watch, just to get that sense of reconfirmation or have those thoughts and genetic memories re-lit.

Waiting patiently...

What is lost that can not be found within your spiritual self?

I find myself with a head ache, sorting through thoughts.

I cry.

Listening to them stage pass in my mind like flickers of imagery capturing snippets of past memories.

What is it I am trying to teach myself?

Could it be to recognise my past as regret?

To feel an emotion which is not apart of the human condition that will lead me to request or offer the position of specifications to give for a dutifully soul which can not be recognisable as my own self, yet is my very own to do as I wish... Waiting patiently...

What we know is not what we shall ever speak of.
Believe that it is true, for we feel it so.
Everything can be manifested into a realm of existance because if you believe in it, it already exists.
Waiting patiently on a different frequency, like a song playing on a radio with the volume turned down completely so you can not here it.
But you know it's still playing for those people who haven't tuned out, you know it's still there.

Thinking outside the box - food for thought, a method of *<<*

If you believe, it exists, waiting to be manifested into this realm of existence:

Click Here

G'day Mate :)

Well, good morning, good afternoon and good evening to all.

With Election Day just around the corner, it would be appropriate of me to write something profound. Perhaps something about politics and how you can never trust a politician, maybe something about the fact that if you look at the greater picture you will see that although both parties appear to be battling it out to have the most votes to gain a leadership position in parliament, they are actually playing on the same field, in the same game, for the same audience, on the same team.  

It bothers me to think that there are so many blind people out there in the world today. It seems to me that most have forgotten what really matters in life. 

LOVE

FREEDOM

PEACE

FAMILY

NATURE

The more I grow, I see more and more value put on Money than anything else in this world and it shits me to tears. 

The young are growing into greed and willingly turning themselves into slaves for it. (Now, that's a scary thought).

To think that all young are worshiping this material thing and turning themselves to the mercy of money because of all they see and are brought up to believe (on a deeper level), money is their savior, "the more you have the better off you will be", without money, you can not enjoy the little fine things in life, such as catching up with friends over a cup of coffee, or, have a roof over your head, eat, drink clean water, have access to technology that is considered an essential part of life these days, have clean clothes, or even have any clothes to wear in order to be accepted into this fucked up world we live in these days, that we have come to call reality. 

Lets face it, this world really is SHIT!! 

Until some Polly comes out telling the truth about how they plan to take this country into the "NEW WORLD ORDER" instead of "beating around the bush" with their empty promises and lies, no one has my vote.

I can't wait for the day when honesty prevails over deceit. 

Anyway, thats my crazy rant complete for today. 

All the best to every person who took the time out to read it.

As a final note from me: 

Always remember,

what ever is what ever,

And so what ever shall always be.

But, What ever can be done always has the capability of being undone.

May GOD be with you all, who or what ever your GOD may be.

Ask and you shall receive

If it is an answer you seek, u must ask a question that can be answered.

To ask the right question to get an answer for, the question must come from a place of uncertainty where you may already have an answer for. 

This uncertainty of the answer to the question you ask will be the reason for the questioning and will give shape to how the question is worded in order to receive the answer you are after, given that the question at hand is a question that can be answered. 

For example:

1#

Q: How do I find inner peace?

A: In order to find inner peace, you must learn how to be silent.

You see, how can one Truely understand the concept of being at peace without silence? 

Through understanding what it is to be silent, you will understand what it is to have inner peace. Silence can be a powerful gift. A lot of expression can be exchanged with a simple glance and no words. 

Bushwa

If what is, is what was, what was is what is...