last night, I took the bus to Burwell Hall in Witney to attend a demonstration by Guest Spiritualists. Not a 'mass' on this occasion i.e. there was no catholic hymn singing, I did all my choiring in my childhood thank you very much. It wasn't a 'service' to 'god' or 'jesus', it was just three experienced and two trainee 'mediums' giving their opinion of the family auras and presences that supposedly surround us in our everyday humdrum lives.If you believe all that stuff; and for me there's no decisive evidence either way - I'm open to REALITY, whatever form it takes, by whichever lens we allow ourselves to see, hear, touch, taste, understand it.
There were about thirty members of the public there, though they've had sixty in the same hall for similar events. For me, it was just the right amount of people. And a good number of the audience received 'readings' or 'messages from their loved ones' who've 'passed over to spirit'.
Yes, I received a message, and I know EXACTLY who the dead person was the spiritualist was describing. This message was that I should stop trying to find answers in books because, "The answers were right in front of me," and also that 'people enjoy hearing my voice' like I should be in some sort of Counselling role. And this was confirmed, later after the demonstration. I made sure I talked to all the guests and privately they all assured me that some Counselling role was awaiting me. And I could see myself applying myself to whatever relevant form of study to get a degree in whatever subject to help me slip into the comfy slippers of a Counsellor role. And it's not like I'd done it before ... I'd worked in 'retail' where one of my most favorite parts of the day was encouraging the 'person' to come out from behind the role of 'shopper', and it's possible to do. And it's nice when 'real people' meet, rather than assigned societal roles.
So, I looked on the NHS Counselling Site and, you know what, I couldn't find "Free Planet Counsellor".
It was the first thing I looked for once I saw all the different conselling roles I could train for. It's like this Free Planet idea occupies every single waking decision I make. It's becoming my life. So, I thought about it again, what's 'right in front of me'? And it's obvious. You The People of this (soon to be) Free Planet are the RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME that's been staring me in the face for all these years. And you can hear my voice, can't you? I'm in your head right now. And it's a soothing voice, isn't it. A voice from a time when you thought the most important thing in your life was to be with your 'kindred', your 'mates', your 'family' i.e. those who share (and support) your view of the world.
A time when your only concern was who's in goal, or which dress should dolly wear, or when's tea ready, or why did mommy have to die?
You're all there right now. All seven billion of you, aren't you, awaiting some form of Global Counselling. Like me deigning to say something bland like, "It's a Free Planet," will be enough to mend the broken toy, the marriage, the economy and once said it can be forgotten and all the pain and hurt and slavery in the name of the Corporate War Machine of RISK gameplay will suddenly cease to be. But you'll wake up tomorrow and you'll see that it didn't go away. It didn't end. Seven billion people will still be offering their (literal) blood, sweat and tears to a Restrictive Global Mindset that ensures that their indentured lives to their Overlords, Landalords and Masters will continue unreleased. You The People will still be prisoners of a regime.
But you don't want that, do you?
