THE RED PILL

DIALOGUE AND DISCUSSION ON EDUCATION, ENVIRONMENT AND RACE

 

Every spring during the equinox, that being equal night and day, people all over the country have a feast on Sunday. They call it Easter. At church or in folk's backyards adults hide dyed eggs and that they have the children hunt for them. It's a relatively easy hunt because the goal is for the children to find an egg and because the eggs are so brightly decorated a child's eyes spot them right away. And of course there's always the special golden egg that only one child fins for the special prize. Always only one and only one person can attain it? Wonder where that story comes from? 

 

The word shadow literally means shade and as you know there are millions of shades of colors and combinations of colors and the eye though it can detect these shades, can be tricked and when you get to your shades of gray and black it can be outright fooled quickly and easily. 

 

Our emotional and psychological shades are probably more difficult to spot. First off we don't hide them in our backyards, we hide them somewhere deep in our subconscious where all are shades of gray and black with little contrast and even lesser light, that why we hid them in the first place. Why didn't want them acknowledged, they were bad behaviors and thoughts. But they are distinct nonetheless., distinct and powerful and they seem rank and foul and mean and seductive and enchanting and ugly and nasty and unacceptable and not lovable. 

 

Each of us have a Bag Keeper that determines what parts of our selves goes in and what doesn't come out of that "long bag we drag" over our shoulders and keep our "stuff", our shades contained in. You know the dark place where the light never shines. 

 

It, the Bag Keeper, regulates what painful and sometimes fused memories of past events go in the bag, hopefully never to see the light again. But the shades are dynamic and alive, always in motion, always watching, waiting to see if the Bag Keeper losing its edge, turns it head or leaves a slit in the bag and they slip out and act up or they may activate, on a conscious level, when we unwittingly turn them on as we witness or see a behavior, an action, in others that sub secretly energizes our shades that we so carefully hid and repressed and we often don't like what we see in others because somewhere deep inside that part of us got tossed in the sack never to be free again! Those shades, being living entities, crave for reintegration, they want to employ the algebraic principle of reunification. 

 

Those toxic feelings that those parts of self experienced when they were shattered from the whole of yourself still reside somewhere at the cellular level, stored in your body like treasure in a vault. The hurt and pain and degradation of being used and ab-used or fondled, or penetrated of not being wanted or abandoned physically or/and emotionally, those subsequent self judgments of defectiveness, unworthiness and intolerable shame don't go away. They just transmogrify laying dormant until the Bag Keeper slips and they act out and leave you holding the bag, so to say. The really odd thing is most of us have forgotten about these parts, these pieces of self and then we did something really magical, we forgot that we forgot.

 

If you are a person of color, if this excited anything in you, if you had a thought, an emotion, a body impression and especially if you were just numb, you may be ready for an Inward Journey. If so, go towww.inwardjourney.org or PM me. 

 

Copyright 2011

Al Lewis (Red Pill Media)

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This process that is being proposed could possibly help some number of people to find the door or gate that may give access to the path toward SELF.  This is very important for those who say they are interested in knowing TRUTH!!!  (B).

 

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