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Day 261: Who are we: The hunted? The hunter? Or both?

I’ve never shot an animal, at least not in this life and not that I know of.  For that matter I’ve only ever shot a gun once, and I quickly realized I wasn’t fond of it anyway. So basically, I have no experience when it comes to guns nor what it really takes to shoot to kill an animal.

Artist: Andrew Gable
paranoia
Winter is here and hunting season is upon us, and though I understand that many hunt in order to feed their families, it’s still difficult for me to comprehend what it would be like to be the animal who is sacrificed for food. Many who hunt say there is a ‘humane’ way to hunt so that when they shoot they aim to kill so as to not create suffering for the animal, and I do get that, at this point, our physical body requires some form of protein. I’m not a vegetarian so it’s not that I’m against eating meat.

Still, it would have to be an extreme emergency situation before I would actually shoot at and/or shoot to kill an animal. I’m not trying to imply that I am in some way a better person than those who are able to easily pick up that gun and shoot, it’s just that the ‘idea’ of taking another’s life kind of scares the hell out of me because, I mean, that’s quite a point of responsibility to take on. Taking responsibility for being the reason for another living being whose taking their last breath here on earth seems relevant, if only we were inclined to consider the consequences of our actions.

I can’t help but want to ask those who shoot and/or kill animals for sport, or spite, to put themselves in the footsteps of the animals they’re hunting, to consider what it would be like to be the hunted. It’s really odd, how easily it is for us to accept and allow the killing of others – whether it be the animal or the human and whether the killing be by way of war or starvation or simply because it’s ‘hunting season’. It’s often easy to accept the death of a stray animal, or even the death of someone we don’t personally know, especially considering how we as the human are terrified of dying.

Could it be that it’s our obsessive fear of our own death that causes us to so casually accept and allow and even believe that we have the right to decide and/or take life from another living being?

So, as I look closer at this point, I see my own fear of death, and today, I’m very aware of the movement/reaction deep in my solar plexus. This particular emotional energy was stirring within me with regards to the disappearance of our dog Remmy.
The remster
We’ve had Remmy since the moment he was born, just over 5 years ago, and when he was less than a year old, he and two of our other dogs came down with the Parvovirus. The Parvovirus is a particularly deadly disease among young puppies and about 80% fatal. It causes gastrointestinal tract damage and dehydration and can cause cardiac syndrome in very young pups.

My partner spent an entire week that particular year forcing a homemade hydrating fluid 3 times a day into the throats of Remmy, his brother Kelley and their buddy Veno. Remmy was the only one of the three that survived. Remmy was right by my partners side as he buried both of them here on our land. I specifically remember the evening he buried Veno.  Pouring rain, lightening and thunder filled the sky and I watched in tears as my partner stood in the rain and dug a hole big enough to bury a 125 pound dog.

Remmy was the one who guarded our little miniature pinscher the day she was outside alone and bled to death from a hawk who attacked her and severed an artery in her neck. Remmy was there when our dog Buddha got hit by a car speeding down our isolated country road, and he was the one who nestled close to our dog Baby – an adopted stray we came to adore – whose pelvis was crushed when she was backed over by our own car, because we didn’t know that she had fallen asleep under it, and didn’t wake up to move when we were backing out of the driveway…

Remmy survived one cold winter when he was 2 years old and attacked by 2 other dogs and Remmy was the one who came home alone without his mother after the two of them had taken off on one of their many adventures together.

Remmy is the daddy to 3 of the 4 other male dogs we now have, and it’s not unusual for all of them to go off running and be gone for a couple of days, however, this time the boys came home alone, Remmy wasn’t with them. So, here it was just days before the holiday we call Thanksgiving and all I could think of is it’s been 12 days and no sign of Remmy. Remmy and the boys are our outside dogs and that’s the way they like it, and God did I miss seeing his face with those beautiful brown eyes of his.

So, Thanksgiving day this year, in our part of the world, felt like the first day of spring and my partner and I were outside enjoying some fresh air when Remmy appears at the gate to the back yard. My partner was first to see Remmy and he came and said to me; Remmy is home but by the looks of him, he should be dead. When I saw Remmy later and looked in his eyes he looked like he was still in shock and it was difficult to comprehend how the little guy had managed to make it home.

My partner said his wound is very horrific and began to get together the necessary things to try and assist him. He said he could literally put his fist into the wound and touch his rib cage and so we knew that Remmy might not make it. It was a holiday and very few Veteranian clinics are open, so my partner was able to stabilize Remmy’s wound and first thing the next morning we called and took Remmy to the Doctor knowing full well that the jagged wound might not be able to be mended…

The Doc said he was pretty sure he could stitch up the wound and so he did and we were able to bring Remmy home later that evening and maybe, just maybe, Remmy would be alright. We made Remmy a bed inside while he heals and slowly the traumatized look in his eyes is going away.
remmyboy
Yes, Remmy is a survivor, but what in the world happened to him? At first glance it looked like his injury was caused from another animal but the Doc said that wasn’t so. He said maybe he had been hit by a car or stuck in a fence or hit by some kind of farm equipment, but the jagged tears in his flesh/skin was still a mystery.

Days passed before my partner noticed a small hole in Remmy just inches from the massive tear and then we knew… Remmy had been shot. The bullet went in and then exploded, tearing and shattering the surrounding tissue. Realizing what Remmy has been through is when I began to experience an energy of anger within me and I remembered something my neighbor said to us some 2 years ago. He said, keep your dog off my property or I’m gonna roll ’em – meaning, he’s going to shoot him. Trying to keep Remmy in the yard is difficult to say the least, because Remmy is an expert escape artist and, who can blame him, he loves to be able to run and play.

So for now, we are grateful that Remmy is healing very well. He still has another week before his 30 or so stitches can be removed and I see several points of fear within me to forgive and walk through as Remmy continues to teach us to let fear go and enjoy life.

And this brings me back to the question: Who are we: The hunted? The hunter? Or both? I can see how I’ve been both. Maybe not literally but I’ve hunted for ways in my mind to ‘get even’ with someone for something I perceived as an unfair act done against me. I’ve stood by quietly and watched as the Government of my Country, the United States, chooses war over Life – for profit – and so that makes me the hunter as well.

I have to ask myself…What if a solution existed that will stop the crimes of and against humanity and the animal kingdom? What if a whole new way of being is possible? What if Remmy and all who have suffered in the game of survival could be assured that life will be simpler, safer and supporting? If only…

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Day 126: Hunger Games Self-Committment statements

This blog is a continuation to: Day 125: Hunger Games – –

I commit myself to stop my fear of facing me within the abuse and neglect that I see that I have accepted and allowed and have assisted as in supporting how life on earth exists for the thousands upon thousands who suffer and/or starve to death daily at the hands of our current world/money system.

Artwork by: Agnieszka Dine

I commit myself to forgive and let go of/stop the anger within myself that I realize I have existed as where I have projected blame onto others and within that have contributed to the abuse existent within and as our world, thus, I commit myself to show how the nature of who we are as our thoughts and our thinking process which we participate within, is the glue that is holding the abuse in full force within our world and how through self-forgiveness we are able to support ourself to effectively change, thus I commit myself to realign myself through a self-corrective application to thus redesign and assist myself to become the living change required in order to support a world according to what’s best for All.

I commit myself to show how the entertainment industry which we accept and allow within our world is a direct result of and in complete support of our world/money system of which the majority of us as humanity are enslaved to, thus, I commit myself to show how we are not what we’ve accepted and allowed ourselves to believe ourselves to be as the direction of consciousness simply because it’s coming up within us, and that we are capable to stop and direct and commit ourselves to take self-responsibility and establish an environment on earth based upon principles that support All life Equally.

I commit myself to show how there is enough resources available on/from earth to provide for the physical bodies of all living beings, thus no one need to ever go to bed hungry, homeless or abused in any way.

I commit myself to comprehend and thus support an Education system that will be designed to provide everyone with proper skills in reading, mathematics and communication in order to establish a healthy, equal relationship with each other as a humanity, nature and animals so as to provide each with the adequate necessities for a practical living environment.

I commit myself to remaining constant and gentle with myself as I continue my daily walk of The Journey to Life.

“I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that when the Actual FUNCTIONING of the MIND and the Physical Body is Understood, All the Lies of Enlightenment will End and will No Longer form the Foundation from which Cruelty is justified.” ~ Bernard Poolman

Day 125: Hunger Games

Please reference and/or watch the Movie Hunger Games for context – –

I forgive myself for not realizing how our world/money system keeps us enslaved to and as a humanity in crisis.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to support a world/money system where for entertainment purposes the rich continue to profit while we accept and allow movies that make a mockery out of the reality of our world – where there are literally thousands who die daily from starvation yet we ignore hunger as we accept and allow the perception/denial within and as our mind that life is a game – to the point where the movies make ‘lessons’ of life when life is Not a lesson, and how we accept and allow ideas for/as entertainment into and as our minds in order to numb us to the reality of what is real and deadly within our world/reality – even though the facts in/of and as life prove to us how suffering and despair is increasing within our capitalistic money system while the social violence of oppression and poverty remain intact and growing rapidly, while we sit and watch through the eyes of our own enslavement.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to spite and blame others for the making of the movie Hunger Games, instead of realizing how I exist as, and accept and allow the same within me as those who were directly involved in and responsible for the making of the movie, thus, I am equally responsible for existing as the same system of acceptance of and as the systems of abuse within and as our world.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed in silence that which I’m ashamed to admit in how I am responsible for and have defended and supported our current money system while trying to make sense of the struggle I exist as within just trying to survive it and, how I have denied that I’m a slave, because after all, I’m able to freely shop where I want to shop, however, I never realized how what I buy is subject to the approval of those who have more money than me, thus, I forgive myself for not realizing that I have never had control of/or free will over my life because the details of what I’m allowed to be and what I’m able to pick and choose from, have already been chosen for me, thus, I see, realize and understand that I am a slave to the very system in which I support, thus I am a slave to myself in every moment that I continue to support a system that does Not support All Life according to what’s Best For All.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to exist within ego, greed and pride to such a degree that I never realized how I have lived my life as if I’m racing to win a game and within that have been so stuck in my own mind of thoughts and in feeling sorry for myself that I never considered that something is very wrong with our current world/education/money system.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to while watching the movie: Hunger Games to ‘feel’ overwhelmed, where I saw how I had backchat thoughts within my mind of: “we might as well give up because we’ll never change because the reality of our world is very similar already to the movie” and, I forgive myself for not realizing how movies like ‘Hunger Games’ are made to support our current world/money system by capitalizing on our feelings and emotions using fear and intimidation, thus, I see, realize and understand that ‘We Are the System’, and therefore We / I can make the Decision to see movies like ‘Hunger Games’ as a definitive ‘wake up’ call – to see for ourself that in order for real change to occur within this world is going to require us coming together as a group to support each other – and how only with an Equal Money System are we prepared with the Solution to bring about Heaven on Earth.


I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to exist within the positive polarity of and as a feel-good energy in how I’ve defined myself according to the words: ‘May the odds ever be in your favor’, where within that I have believed that life is about the ‘luck of the draw’, when in fact, life as how we’ve lived it, is about who has the most money/power and is the only thing that determines life as we know it, thus I forgive myself for accepting and allowing world/money systems where we place odds on living and dying as we place those with money in power to play the odds in determining who of us lives and/or dies, therefore, I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to manifest a world/money system that is ineffective in that it produces enslavement of/for the very people who support it.

I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to experience anxiety within me as my physical body when watching the movie ‘Hunger Games’, where I felt my heartbeat increase and a flush of heat throughout the middle area of my body and, I forgive myself for becoming angry at how hunger and the constant struggle to survive life was made ‘light of’ within the movie, just like it is made ‘light of’ within our physical reality within and as the acceptance and allowance of our current world/money system.

I forgive myself for not realizing how I put the thoughts of and as my mind above me as my physical body and this physical reality and how within that is where I see I fall, because only as the direction of and as consciousness as my mind do I think/participate in ways to have and be more than my neighbor thus, I forgive myself for not realizing the extent of how our mind directs us against each other only because we allow it.

I forgive myself for not realizing how I project my fears onto the children of this world in how I accept and allow myself to imagine the worst possible scenario because I realize that as it stands right now, our world is not fit for any child being born, thus, I fear seeing what’s going to become of the child who becomes the adult who has never known what it’s like to have a stable home life, food to eat and clean water and, I forgive myself for not realizing that within the education system that is provided for them, very few who will ever achieve a level of training and certification that will assist them to find an effective job, thus, I fear what’s to become of our future children, because they aren’t given the tools of how to effectively support themselves and their/our World Responsibly.

to be continued…