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Writings :: Loving People Who Do Not Believe in Love. Loving Dead People. Amera Ziganii Rao
Men and women who don't believe in love. Ultimately, the ego sickness of the 'Mortal' archetype has to be condemned and battered and left of course, because the 'Mortal' ego sickness is the unconscious decision made at 7 or 8, to NOT believe in love. Fascism, the will to own human beings and the will to be part of a family as if it is business and to be part of friendships as if they are business is about cruelty. Fascists are primarily cruel.
The ego sickness of a 'High Priestess' archetype can certainly be psychotic too - I remember mine - but it is of a needing to share love too much kind. It is not out and out cruelty, disempowerment, a campaign of psychological warfare and the unbelievable levels of control, punishment, sulking, bullying and all the rest. They are just cruel because they don't believe in love. And my question to them is this. If you don't believe in love, if you don't want to love, what the fuck were you doing, wasting my time? Exactly.
The truth shall always set you free. Get some therapy. That's what it's there for. And stop shitting on other human beings. You don't want to love, you don't believe in love and you hate love. So what the fuck do you want? Oh, literally, something for nothing. Fuck off. Take your abuse of cruelty and shove it up your wotsit. That is where your 'love' belongs. I don't want it.
Loving People Who Do Not Believe in Love. Loving Dead People. Amera Ziganii Rao
The piece of consciousness I have been searching for, for two years, if not 40 years, since I first recognised that there was an endless hopelessness about the human race. That evil was an ever perpetuating thing with no real solution. The day, at the age of 7, when I lost hope. It’s here. People who make the unconscious decision at the age of 7, the other archetype, the Mars archetype, the ‘Mortal’ archetype in my own vernacular, not to love. Those who reject love and reject Spirit and reject imagination, reject the unseen, reject the magic and reject love. Those who choose cruelty over love. Hate over love.
Totally unconscious. Just as my archetype, my unconscious psychosis was desperate need for love. Clearly, a chronic anxiety of hopelessness that love did not seem to exist. When I shifted what is called the Mortal Husk, precisely and almost exactly three years ago in April 2009, it was the final layer of the wounded ego. Need was not love. I had to accept that in the most visceral, complete and brutal way. And my Mortal Husk literally left my body. I felt it. I saw it in a vision and I felt the release of the mask, the anxious person we become in the wounded ego, where we are not centred, not calm and not relaxed. The mask that means we are never really in control of ourselves. Something is in control of us. It went.
Just like mine, the other archetype made an unconscious decision too, based on trauma. That is the wounded ego and why it appears. It also appears because in this lifetime, whatever lifetime we come here to live, the wounded ego is the bulk of material, if you like, that we come here to deal with and shift.
I now see, in the wondrous freedom of newfound clarity, that the other makes the decision to not love. To not believe in love, not want love and not want to love. I look back now on 40 years of life, with men, with family members, with my first enemy encounters from bullies, with cruel people and I see it clearly and beautifully and freely.
The reason why their forward drive seems so strong, but it’s empty and shallow and hollow. Why they will jump on your back, as the archetype, who even in the wounded ego is so connected to soul that we are the ones who are so massively creative, who jump on your back and are pummelling you to enter the forward drive, long before your product is even ready. Who don’t care what you are coming out with, just come out with it, who don’t believe in making love, who have the sensuality of a hammer and who just want the sex, who want the action, who want the emotion, who want the raw and hollow energy. And yet it is an energy that is strangely bland and impotent. No magic, no passion and no sexuality at all really. All talk and no action. That is the archetype who chooses not to love.
Making a decision to not believe in love and to not love, is the reason they think they share cynicism with you, but theirs is not cynicism. Cynicism and satire are the most sophisticated methods of analysis and humour and observation. Cynicism and satire are not just hate. Empty, hollow, shallow and soulless hate. Cynicism and satire are indeed, philosophy. But they jump on the bandwagon and think they are sharing the same thing. And above all, the reason, the single reason for their rampant, never ending, badgering envy. All because they have made the decision not to love, not to be love, not to want to love and not to therefore feel.
If you have made the decision not to love, unconsciously, for sure, then you have rejected Spirit, God, the Universe and your heart, higher mind, inner heart, intuition, wisdom, compassion, kindness, creativity, passion, depth and vision. I would be envious too, if I had none of those things.
And oh, yes, the blame and the ownership. The – I always have a vision of a limp cock beating against a wall, when I think of a person of the other archetype in the wounded, sick ego – leeching and the desperate need to be near you. The thieving, the secret jealousy and hatred of you, the drive to just steal and gain power off your work, your passion, your love, your being. The whole world is run on the power drive of this wounded and sick ego. It’s very simple really.
Misogyny, racism, prejudice, judgment, cruelty, greed, megalomania, fascism, despotism, all come from this one thing. People who have made the unconscious, visceral decision to be impotent and loveless, to avoid pain, and to wreak vengeance on the world instead. Human beings on steroids with machine guns in their hands, with no feeling, no depth, no heart, no vision and no creativity. That’s the one that always galls me the most. The mediocrity they are so responsible for in this world. The boring, hollow, shallow mainstream.
Even yesterday I caught a glimpse of a talent show on TV. Yuk. We are not talking about the gems who make it through. Fantastic opportunity for them. But the rest of them. I have always been stunned by the confidence of certain ‘humans’ who can get up and sing like trout. And they truly think they are great. When you see this archetype and it’s sickness of not believing in love and that this is the sickness of just not feeling a damn thing, it makes every sense in the world. And why their drive for power is so relentless and murderous. Hate, out of control is a person who makes the unconscious, 7 year old decision to not love, not believe in love and not be love.
If you have made the decision not to love, you have made the decision not to be human. Which is why you are so inhumane, at the crucial points of life. Simple as 1,2,3. The answer I was looking for. This is the reason why they appear to be so sexy and dominant and confident and with it. For sure. I was seduced by that for most of the 40 years. Why they appear to be so strong and have no self esteem issues. It’s like being on cocaine. Without the joy. Brittle, all that glitters is not gold, hollow, wooden, impotent human beings.
I’d be envious too. I’d thieve too. I’d be cruel too. I’d be hard and power driven too. And I would also come up with a thousand judgments a day, just like them, primarily about the one thing they are desperate to feel and can’t. Sex. This is the archetype that has destroyed the Sacred Whore, the High Priestess and the High Priest. The archetype who presumably drove us out of the temples. Who want God power without God. Who want love without love. Who want sex without sex. Who want to be loved, but who don’t want to give anything back in return and who choose coercive, material methods of control instead. Who just do not feel a damn thing.
And this is the type who roam around outside therapy their whole lives. They’ll talk the talk and they’ll blame, blame, blame and blame. But they will never actually go down into the root of the issue. They think they are above it. Why should they be responsible for it. Because the tragedy, the comi-tragedy about the whole thing is that if you don’t feel, if you don’t access Spirit, if you don’t access Soul, you are weak. You have no courage. You can’t. You have no sensitivity, no courage, no strength and no integrity.
Which just about sums up every man I have ever been involved with and every member of my family, immediate and extended and every non friend I have ever attracted into my life. Til now. See the truth and you shall be free. Alchemy. The power of attraction and indeed NON attraction. Over at last. I will never ever attract a pseudo human being into my life again, because I know now that these are people who do not believe in love. All that glitters is not gold. Indeed.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012
Misogyny is therefore institutional ENVY. Blandly called Maternal Solicitude, ie the ugly women, is therefore traditional ENVY. Know thy enemy and you are free. Disgusted, appalled and hurt, for sure. But free. Know thy enemy and therefore change the alchemy of attraction. No more Iago and no more bitches and bastards from hell. Love will inherit the Earth if you know the enemies, if you have the courage to see the truth and the certainty to kill, despite the hopelessness. That's temporary. Freedom is forever.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012
And if misogyny and the 'ugly stepmother and sisters', constitute institutional ENVY above all things, and the manner of thieving and violating decent human beings, through the most sinister, mercenary and slaver methods, then the final scene in Gladiator is the only thing that befits the moment. When Maximus stabs Commodus straight through the throat, that must have been the most satisfying cinematic moment in history for me. Misogynists and ugly stepmothers and sisters are nothing less than Commodus. The evil, corrupt and profane and ENVIOUS emperor. Sickness it may be, ego wounding it may be, but compassion is NOT endless tolerance of evil. Evil has to be stopped in its tracks, however hard it is to face the truth. They are the evil of the world. Commodus. And so hidden. Know thy enemy and stab him/her through the throat (well, maybe just symbolically, but make sure you stab them completely and turn that dagger like Maximus did). So satisfying. So complete and so just. Fascism must die. And fascism is envy, manipulation, thieving and control. Under the guise of relationship, marriage, family, friendship and even work collaborations. And the rest. It must die. It is the only path to complete and deserved freedom. Self love and then kill evil. Warrior. Dark Angel. Maximus. Strength and Honour. Love always wins.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012
Compassion is NOT tolerance of evil. The Universe is relying on us to do that work. To do the work of warriors. To kill evil dead. Anything else is either the need not to see the presence of evil. Totally understandable but useless in the end. Or the wonderfully intact social control of the Tribe's interpretation of spirituality, ie religion. We believe the lies of obedience while the fascists keep dropping excrement on us from a great height. We have the right to fight, to stand up for ourselves and to kill Commodus dead. Anyone with spiritual power has more strength and courage than a thousand Commoduses. We have to use it. That's all. Easy.
Amera Ziganii Rao © 2012
Men (and Women) Who Don't Believe in Love. The Unhealed Side of Sadomasochism. Susan Edwards
http://ameraziganiirao.blogspot.com/2011/06/men-who-dont-believe-in-love-susan.html
The Psychology. Men (and Women) and Women (The High Priestesses and Priests). The Sacred Prositute. Nancy Qualls - Corbett
http://ameraziganiirao.blogspot.com/2011/06/psychology-sacred-prostitute-second.html
And God Created Woman. A Self Portrait. Amera Ziganii Rao Photography
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WRITER. ESOTERIC. PHILOSOPHER. ENLIGHTENER. INSPIRER. PHOTOGRAPHER. ARTIST
Amera Ziganii Rao is a philosophical writer, essayist, social commentator, prose writer, dramatist and photographer artist as well as a consciousness explorer, self actualiser and emotional healer. She is a former hard news journalist who is now turning professional with her art forms and indeed, her healing forms, after a long journey of inner searching, self teaching and exploring many layers and areas of both craft and wisdom. She is now working on her first book of philosophy and esoteric thought, and social and cultural commentary. She is also showing her first photography collections. And last but most definitely not least, she is building a business to share her consciousness and empowering explorations to reach as many people as possible across the world. She is 46 years old and currently lives in London.
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Writer and Enlightener, Amera Ziganii Rao, is now putting together a comprehensive and unique programme of Education For Liberation. Liberation of the lower mind into the higher mind, the soul and the inner heart and therefore one's true, confident, happy, successful, creative, sexual, sensual, individual, intelligent, emotionally healed, capable of loving and being loved self. Based on her scholarly and non scholarly work over 14 (18) years, if not for her whole life, and her extensive and intense, visceral experiences of self transformation from resignation, cynicism and despair to a state of bliss, the courses will cover the method of change. The psychological, sociological, spiritual, cultural, political, emotional and physical and even anthropological methods of change. Why we are here. The meaning of life, no less. This will be on offer in the near future, in the form of online courses and live events, to begin with. Thank you
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In the meantime, please enjoy this website. I have included many of the subjects I am covering, areas of experience and insight that I will be exploring to the fullest in my book, the courses and all the other work that is to come as a dramatist, novelist and essayist. I also of course, include many of the wise people on this planet, who have come long before me; authors, screen dramatists, playwrights, film makers, artists, and other enlighteners and grand carriers of the wisdom I have found the most helpful on my journey, to find peace and become enlightened. The seemingly impossible journey, in the face of oneself and one’s circumstances. People who have contributed massively to my healing on this mad journey called life. People who have helped to make me as good a carrier of wisdom as I in turn, can be. Thank you.
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