The Problem With Change...

 Change isn't something we like much; especially if it's a change that a lot of other people don't agree with.

Love has no limitation, and neither does God....

People have a bad idea about wanting to be in love with more than one person at a time, and I don't know why, but it's a limitation and restriction that we've placed on ourselves.

About Schizophrenia the language, not the disease

Can a language make us do things or have us feel a certain type of way? I think so. Can a language cause us to behave in particular manner, unlike our usual self? Again, I think so. Can a language have both negative and positive effects on us? Can a message, presented in a certain language, inspire us to go to war, or help save a dying life? Can a language carrying a certain message, make you believe certain things or think in certain way? Think on it some more… Can a language cause a disruption in the human thinking; one that seems kinda odd? If you don’t think these things are possible, then do you know what subliminal messages are? Or, how they work? “A signal or message designed to pass below (sub) the normal limits of perception,” is a Subliminal Message (SM). “SM” is an inaudible message to the conscious mind (but audible to the unconscious or deeper mind) or an image transmitted briefly, unperceived consciously, yet perceived unconsciously.”

When it comes to Schizophrenia the language, the reason why Schizophrenics here voices, inaudible sounds that others don’t, or see visible things that others don’t see, is because they are receiving subliminal messages. These are messages emanating from their environment and all around them, all the time. They are receiving a message, sent in a certain language, which affects the thinking mind and perception of those who notice or hear them.  It’s like seeing the same movie a hundred times, but suddenly noticing that on the 99^th time, you had seen something that you didn’t notice before. There's a knock at the door. See the number 101, for example, on the door of “Thomas Anderson,” in the Matrix film? Did you notice before?

The reason why Schizophrenia is “language,” and not a disease, is because it has the same subliminal properties (or affect) as your conscious mind explaining and saying one thing to you in a language you understand, and your unconscious mind being able to do that same, under a different tone; only the mind of Schizophrenic hears certain things or sees things at the different frequency. This same frequency is being able to change, “Hello! How is everything?” into “¡Hola! ¿Cómo te va todo?” The same frequency is being able to change (or translate) English into Spanish, Spanish into German, or German into “Schizophrenian”. Schizophrenian is the subliminal means that the subconscious mind gets to “speak” with the conscious mind, sublimely. The conscious mind of those who don’t hear what a Schizophrenian mind hears, or sees, wants to medicate a language, and there is no solution in that, only profits to made! Schizophrenia isn’t a disease, therefore, but odd language; a subliminal language communicating with those sensitive enough to hear it. Some believe where this message is coming from is the mind of “God,” others don't. Because you can’t see God, doesn’t mean you can’t hear God. And even if you don’t believe in a god, just like you can’t see the particles floating in the air we breathe, doesn’t mean that something isn’t alive called, god, or that it has no ability to communicate.

Now I would conclude by inviting you to believe that Earth is that “god,” but you are not inclined to believe that either. But, to help you wrap you mind around what I’m trying to explain, best to use the planet Earth as a reference point about God. In doing so you get to see how everyone who believes in a God, is actually true, and those who don’t, they are correct, also, because what god is isn’t a bearded old man living in the Heavens. 

What's "wrong" with "mental illness?" Nothing!

What's "wrong" with mental illness? Nothing! The question shouldn't be what's wrong, but what's right! What's right with "mental illnesses” might be a strange statement for you to hear, but not for me. Why is that? "Mental illness," I realize, is nothing more than psycho-social warning signals from the Earth that affects 1 in every 4 Americans every single year because of our social ills and no one is immune. “It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.” ― Jiddu Krishnamurti

A physiological issue, connected with our social issues that connects to a car: Compare the social ills I’m discussing to the “ill” warning signs of a vehicle; the check engine light goes off, the ding! ding! sound warning you to put your seat belt on, or that loud unusual putt, putt, sound emanating from the motor, indicating that something needs to be looked at or you need your safety belt on. Psychologically, these are all warning signs from a car to you as the driver.

"Service Engine Soon!" There are environmental warning signs, too. These signs are social in nature. They affect a person’s psyche namely the "mentally ill." Not sure about that, think depression.

Hence, the union between psycho and social to form the psycho-social connection. If a lifeless object such as your car can warn you of certain issues, why couldn't the Earth, that is more intelligently designed, be able to the same to you? It does, only those hearing the putt, putt, sound; those who see the check engine light; those not ignoring the ding! ding! sounds, they are what's "wrong" with "mental illness."

Water Bottle Hypothesis for “Mental Illnesses”

When it comes to life and humanity in the field of mental health occurrences, there are two types of human beings that co-exist. Whether you are Hispanic or Asian, young or old, male or female, Black or White, Democrat or      Republican, Christian or not, the first type of human beings are those that are considered “Normal”.  In my hypothesis, this is also referred to as “cap on”. The second type (“cap off”) may or may not view themselves as being “mentally ill”, but they are labeled as such, once their condition is categorized by a medical professional. Some exceptions due apply. 

First, all mental illnesses from Borderline Personality Disorder, Eating Disorders, and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder to Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD, ADD), Autism Spectrum Disorders, Asperger syndrome, and even issues related to Dementia, Alzheimer’s, and Schizophrenia can possibly be explained by my Water Bottle hypothesis.

Encoded in our cellular DNA, molecules in the body randomly contain the essence (or memory) of what we are; the visible spirit of life in various forms. Think of the plastic container filled with water as our bodies and the cap on the bottle as the brain or head.  Once the cap is off, a “mentally ill” person is said to be, no longer “normal”. In fact, in many cases, some are labeled “out of their minds” “crazy” or “insane” just to use a few choice words. However, the truth is that many are actually metaphorically “awakened” “enlightened”, or “aware;” through this occurrence. 

Symbolic of a bottle filled with water being submerged in the ocean, each of us are mostly made of water. In fact, according to Dr. Jeffrey Utz, Neuroscience, pediatrics, at Allegheny University, “Different people have different percentages of their bodies made up of water. Babies have the most, being born at about 78 percent. By one year of age, that amount drops to about 65 percent. In adult men, about 60 percent of their bodies are water.” (http://ga.water.usgs.gov/edu/propertyyou.html)

Stewart E. Nevins M.S. states that starting from the sea, “For a period of at least 1 billion years the ocean has remained at roughly constant salinity while the single-celled creatures evolved [and divided] into mollusks, fish, reptiles, mammals, and finally man.” Useless random water facts:

·         The human body is more than 60 percent water.

·         Blood is 92 percent water, the brain and muscles are 75 percent water, and bones are about 22 percent water.

·         A human can survive for at least a month without eating food, but only a week or so without drinking water.

Merged with the ‘contents of the ocean’, an enlightened or  mentally ill person becomes  universally aware that he/she is no longer separated by the cap of the plastic bottle and recognizes that they were once a part of the ocean waters, itself. Now apart, he/she realizes that they have the same consciousness material or biological property as the ocean that is in everything and everyone else; including animals and plants. 

Once this occurs, the person affected is said to be “delusional” or “psychotic” as they attempt to adjust. The consciousness or biological properties that is in everything and everyone is so chemically exact that some of those whose caps were opened through meditative Chakra or various other means may believe that they were once another person, such as Jesus or Mother Theresa.

In fact, some children are born where the “cap” never closes and so they are called savants. Savant syndrome sometimes referred to as savantism. In an article from Wikipedia, it states that Savant syndrome is “a rare condition in which people with ‘developmental disorders’ have one or more areas of expertise, ability, or brilliance that are in contrast with the individual's overall limitations. Though it is even rarer than the savant condition itself, some savants have no apparent abnormalities other than their unique abilities.” It further addresses how, “This does not mean that these abilities weren't triggered by a brain dysfunction of some sort. However, it does temper the theory that all savants are disabled and that some sort of trade-off is required.” (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Savant_syndrome)

 Alternative to savants, some individuals also experience symptoms of Schizophrenia, a complex mental disorder that makes it difficult to:

·        Tell the difference between real and unreal experiences

·        Think logically or have normal emotional responses

·        Behave normally in social situations

Be aware that some caps are opened through stress, drugs or traumatic experiences. Some are opened through old age dementia, or near-death experiences. Some are also opened for no known reason at all. Some are even opened through sexual or religious experiences or rituals. On the other hand, some are never opened, so they may judge or stigmatize the experiences of those who have with dread and/or discriminating actions.

Once upon a time, these same experiences were viewed as a form of witchcraft or a display of psychic abilities. Still today, it may be labeled as having a “demonic spirit” or brain chemistry imbalance. In fact, some science-fiction films like *The Matrix seem to explain it better.  Several authors have written about this concept in literary works such as The Bible, Conversations with God, a Course in Miracles, One Day My Soul (i.e. cap) Just Opened Up, The Mutant Message, etc.

Through documented recordings, some *Agents of our population have created a “Psychiatric Bible” called, the DSM. Their book, The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders outlines the experiences of ‘mental illness’ and is published by the American Psychiatric               Association. This resource provides a common language and standard criteria for the classification of    mental disorders. It is used in the United States of America and in varying degrees around the world by clinicians, researchers, psychiatric drug regulation agencies, health insurance companies, pharmaceutical companies, and policy makers.

Researchers at the Max Plank Institute for Evolutionary Anthropology, the Shanghai branch of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and Cambridge University published a study in the journal Genome Biology. It went on to provide further evidence that the evolution of human cognitive abilities was accompanied by adaptive changes in brain metabolism. It states that by, “potentially pushing the human brain to the limit of its metabolic capabilities, results support the theory that schizophrenia is a consequence of human brain evolution.” (http://www.highlighthealth.com)

CITATIONS:

Jessen, Walter. Highlight Health. Metabolic Changes in Human Brain Evolution and Schizophrenia. Retrieved January, 30^th, 2012, from: http://www.highlighthealth.com/research/metabolic-changes-in-human-brain-evolution-and-schizophrenia/

Nevins, Stewart E. Evolution: The Ocean says NO! Retrieved January, 30^th, 2012, from:

http://www.icr.org/article/evolution-ocean-says-no/

Perlman, Howard at USGS. The water in you. Retrieved January, 30^th, 2012, from: http://ga.water.usgs.gov/edu/propertyyou.html

Savant syndrome. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. Retrieved January 30^th, 2012 from: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Savant_syndrome

Reviewed by, Linda E Marshall, who said “Awww yes what a beautiful testimony. It seems like God and his Holy Spirit signified by the white dove as also visited Jesus is speaking to you or claiming you to His kingdom. Luke_3:22 And the Holy Ghost descended in a bodily shape like a dove upon him, and a voice came from heaven, which said, Thou art my beloved Son; in thee I am well pleased. And a reference about Noah sending the dove out twice and this time... Gen_8:12 And he stayed yet other seven days; and sent forth the dove; which returned not again unto him anymore.”

DOVE TALE |By Igomene Joseph, February 5, 2014 <3

I had a white dove appear to me at of nowhere one day last year in the middle of April. I was standing just outside my apartment door on a clear and beautiful day, just trying to place a phone call because the phone reception on the inside of my apartment was such that I couldn’t make or receive calls.  Where I lived was on the second floor in this cozy upstairs apartment called, Crystal Lakes Apartment. While I was standing near the guard rails this all white, beautifully elegant dove appeared just a few feet away from me. First I thought it was odd that a bird would just fly next to human for no good reason. 

Obviously something was wrong with it, I thought to myself. Perhaps, I guessed, it was hungry and needed rest or food. Nevertheless I happen to have some breadcrumbs from a leftover loaf of bread I had inside and went to get it. I placed it in my hand as I watched this all white bird creep ever and ever so close and just began eating right from my hands. I was a bit surprised. Thinking that after it had eaten it would fly away but it stayed around. I said to myself, "Something must definitely be wrong with this bird!" It was so beautiful though! Next thing I knew this same beautiful dove flew right atop my head. Not sure why it did that, but I didn't mind since I love birds. So, while this all white, pretty as an angel dove perched itself on the crown of my head, I said to myself, let me see what it will do once I started to walk back in the apartment ever so calmly. If I told you that it stayed there, you wouldn't believe me. But the truth of the matter it did. I walked in the apartment then closed the door behind me as to not startle it. Thinking this was so cool, and no one's gonna believe if I told them this, I grabbed my MetroPCS camera phone and took several pictures. (Dove is featured in the photo)

Anyway, while the dove was in my apartment it just sat on my head and wouldn't fly away. Not sure about the bird, but this certainly was a rare experience for me. Then I got a bit nervous thinking that at any damn minute I know that this bird is going to s**t right on my head and I had just finished washing my dreadlocks that I’d been growing since the year 2,000. Well it moved from head right onto my right shoulder. "Why wasn't this bird afraid of me?" I wondered. "Who did it belong to?" I asked myself. "What made it come to me just out the blue like that?” my curious mind wanted to know. Well, none of those questions the dove never bothered to answer or explain. Nevertheless, I set up a perch for it to rest as I deliberated on what I was going to do next. As soon as I walked away, the dove flew right on my head again and again.

I was anxious. “Should I keep it, should I not?” I went back and forth in my mind as I paced my apartment floor on what I should do. “If it came to me freely, who am I to keep it captive?” I questioned to myself.  So one mind told me to call my father and so this I did. I went back out to dial his number and the dove in tow. Pushing the dial on the phone the phone rang. I called and explained excitedly what had transpired.  “Dad!” I said. (Dad, being a Haitian medicine man of sorts, he would either tell me what it means or what he suggests I do with it.) “This all white bird just came to me, does it mean anything?” All he could say, “Son, it’s a sign from God!” Well, I came to the same conclusion then hung up the call. Then I went back inside and contemplated my decision some more. I even went outside again the very same evening to show off this my new “pet” of mines. I showed it off to some neighbors of mines after I explained how I got it. They were amazed and so was I.

A young scrawny Black kid in the apartment complex noticed the excitement. He asked, “Where did you get that dove, sir?” I said, “He just flew next to me from out of nowhere.” He asked, “How do you know it’s a he? “It could be a she!” he proclaimed. “You right kid, it could be.” The next word from this 14 year old kid was “Are you the chosen one?” I said, “Huh?!” Like I didn’t even hear him. He yelled the question out again louder, “Are you the chosen one?!!” “What made this kid ask me that?” I pondered. I asked, "What made you ask, kid?" He said, "You know, from the movie, "The Golden Child” with Eddie Murphy. Nevertheless, I calmly said no, but I knew otherwise. Kidding, of course!

Well, after much deliberation I finally decided since the dove came to me freely, I was under no obligations to keep it. So after 7 days of keeping me company, I made the heart-breaking decision to let it go. Before doing so I said…”If it was meant to stay, it would return.” But, it never did and till this day I still look upward for this all white angel-like dove that gave me a lasting impression on something spiritual or something oddly coincidental. 

CONTACT:

954/245-7752 or ijoseph33@gmail.com

I understand a “language” like no other and this is what I hear from guns that other can’t or won’t…

“I did it! I did the damage!” This the title of this essay, yet I understand how Gun “speaks,” while no one listens.

TRANSLATION:
Guns say… No matter who I use to commit the crime, I did the damage. (By the way, my newest victim is Mr. Michael Dunn) No matter who dies as a result of my action and someone pulling my trigger and loading me up with bullets, I did the damage. (Again, my latest victim was ?, hmm... Well, it don’t matter, I got more on the list) No matter the age and who is in lockup and why, I did the damage. No matter the color and whom you point the finger in blame, I did the damage. In the Zimmerman/Martin case, I won! Not that loser because I did the damage. Now that I think on it, I did get President Kennedy, but had it not been for me, many more would be alive today…

…Sadly, many young black men spend their lives wasted behind bars because of me. My champion, Wayne LaPierre - Executive Vice President and CEO of the NRA, and my champions, the lawmakers makers in Congress, make billions of dollars because of me. Look right and look left, another life just ended because of me. Sooner or later, someone else will either be in another county’s jail or in another county’s grave because of me. Mother's cries because of me… boohoo! Cry me a river. ;( With me by their side, people do stupid things because of me. I make the *greedy* feel protected, when I’m close. When I'm near, I make the needy feel powerful. Hey, You watched the Animal Planet lately, I love causing deaths to innocent animals by using those who call themselves “hunters” or is it poachers?…

…Poor Johnny, even children find me “useful.” A community, maybe even yours, will be divided because of me. If only I was allowed in the jails, and in the “right” hands I could cause even more damage. With so many criminals behind bars, it frustrates me that no one there dies because of me. Why is that? Who's stupid idea was that anyway… no guns in jail! It’s absurd!!! Even though as a “Right,” I’m backed by the 2nd Amendment, could you please contact the NRA (National? You get it? National Rifle Association) and fight harder for me...

…Seen my latest victims count, those either dead or alive, I’m doing a marvelous job, don’t you think? I would love to get into schools, do some damage there, if only they would use me for so called, “protection.” Can you help me out? You know who I am. Who I am, simply, is a gun. A machine with no morality invented and invited, by the human animal by its own ego to murder and cause death; especially amongst itself, then turn to fault a “fictional character.” Pound for pound I am worth more than a precious child…



(Pause for reflection| We need to join together in love, faith, and harmony to save ourselves from each other.)