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"Universal Mind calling."!
(Ego) Oh my God!
Indeed. You pick things up fast.
As I was saying:Let us observe this thought process/tangent that we went off on, when we created this illusion, this daydream we know know as Kadensnga.
It all began on april 3rd, 1969... in the setting of the spring time of the summer of love...
Nice eh?
It was a 'good' thought at first...we don't know where the thought process went wrong (lol) but lets look at it. Maybe we just got busy with something else like imagining a man walking on the moon or something...who knows what we were thinking at the time.
It started out that an indealist young evangelist/musician with a dramatic flair went to preach at a small church in South Bend Indiana, he met a shy young pianist who was the pastors daughter... they "fell in love"... and then came this atrocity that our alter ego calls "kadensnga".
They celebrated this child, and prophesied that he would be destined for greatness... all the usual things you would expect.
Things were turning out beautifully, then we became disoriented somehow and the thought become more dense, and the thought started manifesting and taking on a life of it's own.Apparently we crossed over some universal neuro-pathway we hadn't intended to and all these new variables entered the picture... we're still trying to figure out what happened there.
Moving on,
As it turns out the father couldn't kill his "traveling tendencies", and so he would often leave the mother and son helpless for the "Aveng-alistic trail" for weeks at a time... coming home for short periods of time with amazing stories of Aveng -alism and, and new cars and clothes... big parades...and little money
Here's where our story starts creating it's own story...
The young Avengelist had flings on the road... eventually mother fell in love with another man who would bring food and diapers to her... while dad was out for weeks doing whatever he was doing...
She got pregnant... they seperated/Divorced, kadensnga didnt see dad again for 15 years... mom has 4 more children by this other man....divorces him, goes buckwild for a few years in the swinging 70's (young free pentecostal "girl gone wild"), and then finally gets married again to someone else, this someone else turns out to be very "abusive"... to both her and the children, particularly the one we call kadensnga .
During this time Kadensnga is being told heroic stories about his father and what a "great man he was" (privately by mom and grandma).
Having been told these stories the image of Dad is to become "idolized, and "fantasized about ".
Always thinking throughout the abuse "some day dads gonna come back and save me from all this...."
Fast Forwrd:
Kadensnga spends the next 8 years being brutally abused physically, mentally (not sexually),.... "beaten" shall we say, by the new husband, a macho man who hated his father for his artistic, dramatic flair, and thought idealist types were 'pussies".
kadensnga's family was poor they lived in the projects...His escape from his humiliating life became the guitar.
Always partially thinking, someday I am going to make my Dad proud "When he comes back to save me by playing this better than anyone he ever heard..."
And partially thinking "I am going to play this thing so good.. I am gonna pick circles around that bastard and bring him down a few notches for leaving me in all this".
And partially thinking "Wow, just think how many girls you can get with this thing"! lol
So the guitar, became a love, and a refuge from a painful reality...
There was another saving grace... Grandmother and her bunch "the church people". They all remembered his father and loved him...
The church people said "your father was a great musician, you are anointed, you have a gift for music..." so, at 8 years old Kadensnga picked up a guitar and for the next 6 years he would learn how to make crowds of church people dance and sing and get emotional...
YEAh!!! Rockin roll baby. Rockin the church!!! Gettin all the church girls... everybodies golden child.
Except the stepdad, who didnt worship God, but rather worshipped George Jones... who often said things like "You suck. You're never gonna amount to anything...now George Jones...that's music".
Do I care? No.
Hit me , persecute me, but someday I will be HUGE and you will just be a smalltown bully!
I am the church Golden Child. Jesus loves me baby! I am like the dalilama!
Hit me more, let me be persecuted for being "annointed", yeah I'm proud of it! This pain just deepens me as an artist!
That's what I'm talking about!
BAMMMMMMM!
I might be poor, and abused, and life might suck...but this music is my ticket outta here.
(Universal mind) Here is where we find that it get's interesting.
Enter "ego".
This illusion of the "life of kadensnga" develops an alter ego to escape the other (undesired) reality of the abused child...and the alter ego creates another reality and begins to see the world from the perspective of a "rising" star instead, an artist who must suffer pain to be truly great...
No pain, could ruin the passion and excitement of that ideal. You think can hurt me, but I'm not me anymore... I am now a "rising star"... someday you will be "nothing"!
And so we have been amused with this illusion... perhaps, it has amused you as well...
Shall we go on?
Or shall we wait rather until we all become complete in our oness again, and all is known in every individual segment of the universal mind simultaneously?
I will stop for now.
Great Love to all.
Good-nite Julia and my other wonderful friends.

Ps. What a wonderful playground this is.
The ego is saying "Thanks"
I am saying
"Shut up ego before I write another paragraph about you"!
I will train you to be a frickin "God Spot" yet!

Universal Mind)
"We observe this as being an example of how one can utilize the ego in a constructive way in the material world", or perhaps as 'Talker" says, "train it to be a true God Spot"In this case, the ego takes Kadensnga from being an abused and humiliated child (very painful), to becoming a "martyr" for God and Greatness...much less painful, almost romantic, and what he percieved as even "noble".
This is also the beginning of where we become "ideal" oriented, ie; "Stick it to the man"...hey wait kadensnga, you ARE the man... oh, uh, well I guees you're right. Well then "STICK IT TO ME"!!!!! lol
Is this a fun game? Enslaving the ego and making it our servant?
Do you want to play?