Carolina G.

Carolina G.
I'm in the middle...

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

The Wedding Ring

I was watching my favorite movie of all time yesterday, Gone With The Wind.  When I noticed Scarlett always kept her wedding ring on, even after the man she married, whom she held no true care for, had passed away.  So the act was not in memory of him nor was it for sake of tradition, as her major concern throughout the entire movie was to be with an unavailable man, and she expressed her unconcern for things of this nature in another scene while everyone recited prayers, her mind was on this man.

I thought for a minute and remembered another woman, Wendy Williams, a day time talk show host.  Not ever do I choose to watch this show, let alone any show, TV just isn't my thing.  But one day sitting and watching it for a minute because my grammy was viewing, she was making such a big fuss over how horrible she felt not having her wedding ring on in public.  She even took a black marker and drew one on her finger.  Wow.  This woman has breast implants, wears false eyelashes, tons of makeup and holds a great concern for her fashion and appearance, even outside of the show, so my take on her is that she is extremely concerned with the thoughts and expressions of those around her.  The opinion of others is a heavy weight on her.

While not understanding her expressions of great concern for her missing wedding ring, my initial thought was "how dumb", but I didn't really understand why it was so important to her and to many women, till now.  To be single is a matter of great concern and misery to these women.  Not solely for the reasons of being lonely or in need of companionship, but for what having a husband represents to them.  Once one husband doesn't work out, for whatever reason, you can bet another will be soon to come.  That's just how it is for them.

I'm a single thirty one year old woman right now.  My wedding finger used to burn and itch for the want of having a husband.  For the need of having what I do not have, and feeling "wanted" like some women. I often compared myself to others who are married, I wanted so badly to be "off the market".  Then I stopped that shit.  Realizing so many people are trapped in a failing and abusive marriage, I'd be much wiser to appreciate my solo stroll time right now because I understand true marriage as an unmistakable occurrence between two hearts.  It is not something that happens to everyone or at least not everyone can have enough sight to see it and feel it when it does happen.

For a very short time, most likely less than six months, I wore an engagement ring when I was eighteen.  It felt people looked upon me with a lessened judgement in the manner that I had a baby with me and it's openly expected and viewed with less negativity in our societies around the world that a girl should be married if she has a child.

I realize that to so many women, wearing a wedding ring is significant in that it creates a sense of being "taken".  Whatever that really feels like, I do not know.  But I do know the opposing feeling of being available at a later age and how this represents a somewhat difficult time in life for so many of us.  Just like Wendy, these women need to feel the false sense of security that this object represents to them.

I find most women of the "superficial" nature care greatly for a very expensive ring.  It holds stature to the other superficial people of their little circles.  People like Beyonce whom have people create hundred thousand dollar barbie's to boast about.  To these people marriage is very appearance oriented first and foremost.

I too held this unaware manner of walking though life, like a zombie.  But then something changed, I was challenged and so had to  clear myself of "dogma", and research and internal searching brought me into awareness.

After watching the movie "Blood Diamond", I decided I'd never wear a diamond again.  And still this remains the fact.  If ever I get married, a humble band will serve, then again, I might just not wear a ring at all.  I'm very appreciative to see this truth, and have had this realization about women and their wedding rings.  Even some men hold this same manner of mentality.  Superficiality is a great blinder indeed.  To people whom think a marriage is about the wedding, the rings and the parties, a lasting marriage is not the goal.

I know not all women whom wear a wedding ring with a diamond are under this mind frame, but they are sure not under my own frame either.
This is the reason I share my views, because most people just haven't thought of things in this manner to see the connections or the like.  To make us more aware is my goal.  To help us all grow into what we say we want to be more of. But hey, to each his own, do your thang people.  You have to live with yourselves.













Thursday, October 3, 2013

On The Subject of This Very Reality

Their was a man born long ago.  He grew into a very aware person, and noticed major amounts of confusion and slavery in so many different manners, that he chose to focus his focus on what he found to be the one and only way out.  To see why, when and how, he started at the very beginning of what many referred to as "the beginning".  Soon he  summed up the problem as being one group of people whom were imposing harm to many people of the world via those very writings about "the beginning".  Their actions and practices are known to many as "which craft", others refer to them as "satanists", historic cult members under the knowledge that they are harming others. Etc.  He learned their tool of  control.  He took these very old historic documents held hostage, and communicated to others the truth that he seen within them, the writings.  When he asked to read these documents the controllers seen no harm in allowing it because he was but a young boy and they felt he'd never understand.  But as he read, his eyes were opened with immensity, realizations poured down like waterfalls of heavy understanding.  He found who he was in these writings, he understood the writings to be about none other than himself.

So he began his life purpose of fixing what he found to be the main problem.  The miscommunicating and out right spreading of lies for the sake of a few to hold control over many.  He spoke such powerful truths that many wanted him dead.

Have you ever told someone something that is so true, you knew they would hate you for it?  Well that's what this man did.  But on the maximum level of hate as his level of truth was as well maximal in its stance.  He found that these people of slavery were being held captive in the most brutal and harmful manner of existence.  Mental slavery.  So he took his knowledge and began showing them how to be "free".  Truly free.

This group of people was quite unhappy with him.  How dare he deem himself the communicator of what they seen as the stupid and undeserving people, the ones like monkeys and animals.  How dare he take their servants and free them.  So they decided to murder all the captives, but the man knew this would not be a murder of simplistic death.  He knew they wanted to kill them slowly and precisely, with a hate so powerful one would have to understand the love of having children of their own to fathom it.  Imagine someone who hates you so, that they'd like to watch you suffer as you watch your children die a slow agonizing death, in front of your eyes.

Knowing this, he could not allow it to continue, he knew he was here and sent here for this very reason.  Why else would he be here?  He gave himself for their lives, asking them to accept his life as sacrifice for theirs.  They accepted, and he was killed, brutally.  But in their minds, they would wipe him out and continue with their plan for complete enslavement of those they viewed as less than, and in turn they used his very message to inflict even further confusion and tyrannical mental torture on the people of the world.  They did this via his own followers written words.  They took the writings and created a new set of writings formerly know as scriptures.  They created "The Holy Bible".

Or so they thought.

Little did they understand that the truth of spirit is indeed infallible and the presence of him who was once here, still lives here, within the consciousness of so very many people.

I think about life and such alot.  But it doesn't DRIVE me crazy, it just drives me.  It drives me to see and find and care.  Yet many are driven crazy by something.  Something present here today people whom have now deemed their savior, this book.  And under the confusion of thinking they are claiming the saving grace of this man, they look to this very book.  Pretty clever huh?  I think so.

People have made very well paying careers out of attempting to understand how and why this happens.  By definition a schizophrenic is someone with a "double mind", heavily confused and scared in many ways.   Contradiction is very true.  When your internal contradicts your mind, mental unrest turns into mental un-health and so, in turn, many drugs are sold for the attempt at sorting through truth vs. falsehood.  The reapers of crazy peoples disorders are not so hard to see once this is understood.

 schizophrenia |ˌskitsəˈfrēnēə; -ˈfrenēə|nouna long-term mental disorder of a type involving a breakdown in the relation between thought, emotion, and behavior, leading to faulty perception, inappropriate actions and feelings, withdrawal from reality and personal relationships into fantasy and delusion, and a sense of mental fragmentation.• (in general use) a mentality or approach characterized by inconsistent or contradictory elements.

Trying to understand others before understanding yourself is like trying to cut yourself a piece of cherry pie, before it's made, baked and served up warm with cream cheese whipped topping.

My own reason for being here is also on the level of what this man understood as being to influence the thoughts of others for the sake of helping them think through all the presented truths that are in fact not true at all.  Finally I know me, finally I know my thoughts are very similar to that of so many and my navigating of these thoughts and such holds an explanation so simple it can be comprehended by the most simplistic of minds as well.  I notice my explanation of this can maybe help others to live a peaceful life.

To me this must be the ultimate reason for living because what other reason can their be in comparison. I mean I know their is one ultimate reason but it's so simple I think it's easy to deny it as truth.  Just as some whom can't believe that another really loves them because they can't even really love themselves, we must and will all come to this knowledge when we are set to, when we are ready, when we are supposed to.  It's hard to believe some things that are in fact the truth but this doesn't make them any less true.

How can anyone really know what Jesus was saying?  Or that he said he is what they say he said he was or is?  We can't.  We only believe what others say he said.  Ultimately the source of our information is from our own selves.  Because what we believe and come to know, is internal.  We all move and create based on what urges us within our minds and hearts.  I can't speak on what others do or feel or the like, because I'm not them, even if I know them, they are still separate from me, but yet the same as me because were here together with one source of information for us all.  Some call it "God" some call it intuition or even knowing.

I maintain an obsession with the understandings of Jesus' findings.  For the reasons that his footprint on mankind is so massive and for the fact that his love and compassion still resonates clearly throughout space and time.   As well so many have yet to see or understand his true reason for existence.

Spirits, as I am understanding them, are only able to remain conscious of being a spirit and live within other "homes" aware, once they reach a specific level of .... something...  whatever.  I dunno, something that is achievable but set for us all in our own time or what not.  lol

I understand that he now resides in many homes, many bodies.  You see. We, as living bodies on this planet are in fact like "mansions" or castles, homes etc. Our hearts that is, and with this, some keep their homes clean and pristine for others to live in, or it becomes so dastardly to see and be in that no one, not even our own selves want to live in.  However, only God's will exists so what we do is necessary for us.  Just as evil must exist to be the comparison, it seems some of us need to have first experienced a shitty house in order to truly appreciate the cleaned home.

Lying or participating in harm to others is equivalent to spatting dirt and shit on our own home. And who wants to live in a shitty house.  Not me.

So many say they want to be like this man. This great man who came here and seen, spoke and helped.

Jesus came here as a home, like us.  His home was pristine and God the spirit of pure love, resided there without having ever left.  As I understand we all have God, but sometimes we have the other.  So God has to leave like a vagabond, and wonder about searching for permanent housing.  Though knowing soon he will find it so his travels are always in peace and reseted assurance.

I see now.  Now that I came to clear myself of all dogmatic practices I too chose to look to the source of information that so many claimed to be the "word of God", and found myself in it as well.  I found
the truth being the fact that God is here right now, because only RIGHT NOW exists.  All speak on anything other is in fact fiction and fantasy.  If it's about before you got here or where you might go to after you leave, it just doesn't matter, because only right now matters, because that is where you are.  Here.

Many agree on the terminology of "heaven" being a place to go to after you leave here, yet it is but a hope.  Heaven is that place in your heart, the pristine home.  God is the life of you living, not a man in the sky but a spirit in your home.

This home is just like a home we live in here in reality, daily we must clean and keep the home from becoming cluttered and dirty.  This is why speaking truth and living as we know is right is a daily practice, like washing your dishes daily.

I'm here, and you're here.

Were all here, so let's be clear in our communications.

This is my view of this reality.  It doesn't have to agree with your view or explanation thereof.

But I present it as it is and such.

Peace to you and yours.  Only God's will exists.











Saturday, September 14, 2013

So... what had happened waaaas

I'm crazy for the opposite sex.  I've always loved boys.  I'm possibly obsessed with the opposite gender.  It's not just about their man part.  I love how they are.  They're so different from me and usually cool and funny.  Their thinking and behavior all in one.  Still truly I really do absolutely enjoy the physical interactions of their embrace and the urgency of their want for me and my form.

However.

No I do not and have not and plan not to ever give a "handy" to anyone.  I love touching the man body and receiving the praise of how amazing and wonderful I've made them feel, but I won't cross the line between giving and taking, because if I touch "that".... I'll be selfishly taking that pleasure onto myself.  Being selfish is in essence not self less.  The fact is my great enjoyment in this work will become tarnished and impure of giving if that line is ever crossed, even once.

I love massaging fems too. A love in the manner of giving purely for them to feel good and eased.  I too have this form and so it's nothing new to me, nothing very different from mine so I do not experience a sense of "wanting & enjoyment".  The love I feel whilst administering that joyful feeling of ease and relaxation is warm and welcoming.  Knowing I've brought happiness to my own sister or daughter is my mind frame. I feel love and in turn give love through and through.

But for a male...  I feel enjoyment through my hands, and I know they can feel that I enjoy touching their form and this makes the experience so much more.  I can't say I know any one man who would rather not feel wanted.  Enjoying what your doing is key.

So one day...  I was thinking. As I rarely do (sarcasm), noticing how some men I've massaged seem to prefer a cold, unconnected session.  I had to try and understand why this is.  What is it possibly they are afraid of.  Seems to me they're either not used to feeling "love" or not used to being touched in a loving manner and so in turn our session changes dramatically.  I'm unable to completely connect, to completely give.  I know many people place weights upon each other in the guise of love, being that it is only for fear.  Fear of losing what one wants to poses.  I know this is due to the changing understandings of how we come together as opposites in gender, not realizing were all the same in spirit.  Coming to that truth of love not being solely for opposites of gender.

Afraid of intimacy for fear it will lead the other to expectations and attachments is a disconnector in my view.  At the same time, people whom recognize an unhealthy person and their manner of attaching will cut a connection straight away, rather than to lead it on for whatever they might gain.   Whereas others stay and take.

This is what can happen.  Passing up love for fear.

Like walking through a desert for ten years, dying, starving, so thirsty.  Then someone tells you it was never a desert, it was always a paradise.  But you couldn't see it as such for these reasons, and had been passing up water on such a constant basis you didn't even notice it as water anymore.













Don't Forget to Remember not to Forget


The sun shines on palm trees and passing vehicles.  Vehicles holding people needing to reach a destination.  The destination is the clear path, yet unseen circumstances change the outcome of these hopefully reached destinations.  What I can say about the unseen is I'm sure, oppositional to many thoughts and view points of many people.  But yet it only matters for me, because I am in my world.

Mostly these words I place in this data are for the purpose of expression.  Not to regard the like or dislike of the manner of these words or even their complete meaning because most will misconstrue so much anyway. 

As a person I'm sure I know enough about me to say I often forget to know that if I forget anything, it's for a good reason, a necessary reason.  It is because it has to be.

Other moments Ill somehow just know.

To be me.  I'm here right now, and I know I am.  


Lately I'm viewing this outer world more and more like if It is Me.  This world is possibly... me, just as my body is the world and I'm in it.  So I say okay, do I have an internal problem, resulting in a possible extinction of the peace I see and know around me, within me.  Do I have a problem inside that needs to be resolved.

I do still feel responsible for doing something to aid in the betterment of this world I live in, yet this seems illogical at the same time.  I know I can share my views and such with many but still I know a different view is not for the attempt to put it all into one view and perspective, or is it?

If we all seen the same, would not the view be absolutely clear?

If I understand the perfection of me, would not I understand the perfection of it all?  The perfection of all that is around.

Their are two perspectives in this world.  It is either perfect, or maintaining flaw.

So, many who say they understand the concept of "God" truly do not.

This I see is their dilemma and confusion. Yet, also it belongs to me because often I see the perfection, and often I do not.

Somehow I have to stay calm knowing I might forget it's all supposed to be the way it turns out to be, not attaching myself to the want of being responsible for it all, nor even for a little of it.

I must remember that I will forget in the moments that I do not remember that I've forgotten that I'm not supposed to know at that moment. And just roll with it.  Let it flow and move me like deep hard bass, the bass of my heart beat.

My

understanding

perfection










Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Sadness

Comes over me often. Mostly when another one leaves, not taking me with.  Feeling so unwanted and somewhat unworthy somehow.  Not so much pathetic as I used to feel.  Just unwanted.  Maybe wanted for that which doesn't matter.  Oh well.  So be it.  It's gotta be for a good reason, though I'm unable to see as I haven't been given the ability to see that far out, for it's not for me to see, else I'd see.

Selling Gifts???

Okay I understand that our system of living is capitalistic planet wide, however, this does not mean it is right.

Right in the sense that it feels comfortable to me.  That it seems logical to me. That is makes sense... to me.

Yes, it is all about me.

Because I am the viewer.  I am the only one who is going to know what it is to be me.

So if I do things because others do them, then I am not doing me, they are.  And that's dumb.

All this time I've been trying to figure out how to make my gifts available to whomever might enjoy them and want them for the taking. For the appreciating.  But by the means of money.  Understanding that I have to provide for my family and self. That I have to pay for things that go along with sharing these "gifts".

I designed a model for putting on shows for the public.  I would base the ticket prices on the cost to put complete shows on.  Including cost of living expenses for all involved.  I'd also be able to offer tickets at no cost for some.  I felt this might even give others the chance to give to other through me in a manner of speaking.

I can not sell myself.  I can not sell what does not belong to me.  This body does not belong to me to sell.  Not in the monetary standards of pricing.  This body is but a tool for the work of serving in the ways that I serve best.

I am watching the system crash around me, and people continue selling the last of what they can for the last of however long it will matter for.

Some things should be for free.  What I'm good at is key to what I can offer up as sacrifice.  Sacrificing time and energy is all we have to offer.  Today we sell our time and energy.  Sold to pay for our living expenses.  Some not so much but whatever, were talkin bout me here.  I don't know them and so what they do is not for me to ponder upon.

It is not me who will provide for my family, it is inevitability that will decide.

I will develop my gifts for the presenting.  I will continue into the future watching it wash over me.....  I shift, I sway and move together with it, my partner in this talent show.





Friday, November 12, 2010

A conversation - OF THE UTMOST IMPORTANCE

 
From: Garcia, Caroline R.
Sent: Friday, November 12, 2010 7:33 AM
To: 'emmanuel garcia'
Subject: RE: Happy Veterans Day!!
 
Oh father....
 
As we have spoken of this on so many occasions I feel freely to be honest with you on so many different levels... I am so thankful that YOU are my father... and not some jumbo conditioned "citizen of THE united states"... LOL... in  other words im glad we think on the same wave length... AT TIMES........... LOL
 
The fact is... that those rumors of us being created by aliens, and them having the power to destroy us... were also created by the ones in "power"... they created those rumors........ they put it all out there to scare people out of TRYING to become free.... as a matter of a fact... If ANYONE really wanted to destroy US..... namely... those with nuclear power..... don't you think they would have attempted it?  No!  Why?... because they know that they have to live on this planet too.... and if that bomb went off..... NO ONE..... could LIVE on the surface of this planet for hundreds of years.....
 
but let me get even deeper than that......... lets say the aliens can simply go live underground.... and their plan is to destroy us all... and move underground for a couple hundred years... and create a new race of slaves...........
 
Well Id still.....  rather start fighting back NOW.... and put a major dent in their plans or at least push up the timing of when It all comes to a screeching halt... so that WE... wont have to keep suffering and such.... RIGHT NOW... 
 
But factually..............  THEY AREN'T ALIENS........... they are people............................. greedy ORGANIZED people................ who breed more messed up in the head PEOPLE to run their greed operation... keeping it "IN THE FAMILY'....  
 
SO
 
 
NOW IS THE TIME THAT IT STOPS....
 
 
NOT LATER
 
 
NOT WHEN THEY REVEAL THEMSELVES
 
 
NOT WHEN SHIET GETS WORSE
 
 
NOT WHEN WE ALL FINALLY REALIZE WHAT KIND OF FUTURE WERE ALLOWING TO BE CREATED FOR OUR CHILDREN AND OUR CHILDREN'S CHILDREN.... AS WELL FOR US.... BECAUSE WHEN WE COME BACK TO THIS PLACE...... ITS GOING TO BE EVEN SHIETTIER..... BECAUSE WE!!! ..... DIDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT WHEN WE..... WERE ..... HERE....... WE ALLOWED OURSELVES TO BE AFRAID.... AND LISTEN TO THE CRAP THEY TOLD US TO SCARE US INTO SUBMISSION...
 
 
WELL NOT ME PAPA!
 
 
NOT ME...
 
 
IM GOING TO DO SOMETHING.....!!
 
 
ALOTA SOMETHING'S.... LOL
 
 
I REFUSE TO LIVE MY LIFE FOR ANY OTHER REASON OTHER THAN TO FIX THE CRAP THAT'S HAPPENING RIGHT NOW.... FOR THE SAKE OF MY CHILDREN'S FUTURE......
 
I WANT THEM TO LIVE .... NOT WORK
 
I WANT THEM TO BE HAPPY.... NOT WORRIED
 
I WANT THEM TO ENJOY SOLITUDE.... NOT BE RUSHED
 
I WANT THEM TO KNOW......... THAT THEIR IS NOTHING..... TO BE AFRAID OF.... EVER
 
AND I WANT TO COME BACK....... TO ENJOY IT WITH THEM..... REGARDLESS IF I REMEMBER WHO I WAS OR AM RIGHT NOW......
 
I WILL BE BACK.....
 
 
AND SO WILL YOU...
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

From: emmanuel garcia [mailto:marinegunner18]
Sent: Thursday, November 11, 2010 11:35 PM
To: Garcia, Caroline R.
Subject: RE: Happy Veterans Day!!

Mija those people whom you refer to, that lie to us are the ones in control, and they were given that control by the Aliens who created us and left them in charge. The reason why we don't explore the sea is because we would find shit down there that would let us know that the world has been destroyed over and over and over I would say, like the hopi Indians have said over 5 times, and the Aztecs call this time quinto sol, the fith sun. I think that if we got too smart the aliens would destroy us in a heart beat, and we could do NADA!!!!! just like that. The reason they don't attack is because the ones in control keep starting wars so that we can kill ourselves  as they were told to do by the other world people. The ocean holds the truth of us, we would find and we have found what we call lost cities down there but they don't want to look any further for the stated reason i said. Well enough scifi, OK love Dad hope I didn't burst your bubble OK LOL

--- On Thu, 11/11/10, Garcia, Caroline R. <Caroline.R.Garcia> wrote:

From: Garcia, Caroline R. <Caroline.R.Garcia>
Subject: RE: Happy Veterans Day!!
To: "emmanuel garcia" <marinegunner18>
Date: Thursday, November 11, 2010, 1:24 PM
That lie came from the people we supposedly voted in!
 
The ones who were PRE SELECTED...
 
I say happy veterans day to YOU... because your my father... and your a patriot for this country that would have you live check to check, barely able to afford food.  Homeless at times.  Traumatized from the horrors you've seen.
 
This "country" that was so thankful for putting our people's lives on the front lines of combat to take over other countries??
 
Our leaders are a group of SELFISH - CHILDISH - IRRESPONSIBLE GREEDY HOARDERS...
 
And that .... is.... the ... truth!
 
 
I would never disrespect another and really say something like what i said below because they don't yet see the lie... they still "Be LIE ve" in the hoax... so it would be unwise to shock them out of submission....
 
 
Know what I mean Pops?   I meant no disrespect to you .... you know that.... I love you muchos.... but this whole thing needs to come crashing down..... in order for things to truly become organized and for the people... not SELECT PEOPLE... to live happy lives... and not dye on the front lines of some combat another government supposedly created...


From: emmanuel garcia [mailto:marinegunner18]
Sent: Thursday, November 11, 2010 1:05 PM
To: Garcia, Caroline R.
Subject: RE: Happy Veterans Day!!
NOW do you think that would be nice since last night you slept kinna comfortable in your bed while on the front line of combat people are laying their lives down for the lie that you think is not right, and you get to enjoy that lie by going to work, and spending money that comes out from that LIE think about it OK.

--- On Thu, 11/11/10, Garcia, Caroline R. <Caroline.R.Garcia> wrote:

From: Garcia, Caroline R. <Caroline.R.Garcia>
Subject: RE: Happy Veterans Day!!
To: "emmanuel garcia" <marinegunner18>
Date: Thursday, November 11, 2010, 1:01 PM
Okay... what if I go up and say "Thank you for fighting for what you thought was us being attacked, which wasn't, it was really our own government killing us, but thank you for stepping up when they lied"? 
 
 
no not really!   LOL


From: emmanuel garcia [mailto:marinegunner18]
Sent: Thursday, November 11, 2010 12:58 PM
To: Garcia, Caroline R.
Subject: Re: Happy Veterans Day!!
Hi Huera I had a problem with my laptop, so I had to reprogram it and it worked whoopie. Well thanks and if you see a guy or gal who are burned or missing an arm or leg, go up to them and say THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE AND SACRIFICE it would mean the world to them OK  LOVE DAD have a good day

--- On Thu, 11/11/10, Garcia, Caroline R. <Caroline.R.Garcia> wrote:

From: Garcia, Caroline R. <Caroline.R.Garcia>
Subject: Happy Veterans Day!!
To: "emmanuel garcia" <marinegunner18>
Date: Thursday, November 11, 2010, 9:23 AM
Those dedicating their lives for what they feel is right, are truly passionate.