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Cast About Series
Cast About Coach
at Autumn Woods RV Park
in Rochester, Minnesota
In whatever time I have left in the human condition, I wish to cast about sharing the best of what has been shared with me and what has been entrusted to me as the result of my quest. I do not wish to become rich and famous, but rather to be healthy, wealthy, and wise for my remaining days. I have dedicated much of my time and attention to my chosen discipline and plan to accept donations through my website from anyone who discerns value in what I am offering to share and support me in my quest to share guidance with others. I do not seek audience with the rich and powerful for I know the true springwell of power is inherent in the unsung heroes of everyday folk who collectively are "we the people". If we can set aside our foregone conclusions and focus on the values and vision that bind us together, then we can overcome the self-imposed limitations of intolerance, ignorance, and indifference. This view of our world and our role in it can be expressed as; I don't care, I don't know, and I don't care to know. The collective power of "we the people" can only be projected as a force to be reckoned with if we can agree. As long as "we the people" continue to allow ourselves to be divided by the master manipulators, our collective power is greatly diminished if not completely neutralized. It is this realization that inspired me to knowingly cast about and demonstrate through symbolic acts the true nature of the collective power of "we the people". I have invested my time and attention since the initial engagement of casting about to formulate carefully crafted callouts to rally "we the people" to reclaim the promise of our collective unrealized potential; the unclaimed inheritance of a playground for the children and the lost treasures of our workplay.
And this part of the story is about the Master who is engaged in a war against ignorance. The Master casts about. And in order to carry the war forward, it becomes a battle of words. And these words take on the form of the power of suggestion. This is where the power is derived from. And the casting is in the form of the casting of spells and the casting of roles. So, the casting of roles ends up creating a supporting cast. So, the way I have phrased this is; “If an individual accepts the premise of the suggestion, then they are cast into a role that supports the premise.” Therefore, they become part of the supporting cast. Now, this casting can enable divide and conquer. If the master manipulators can approach dividing “we the people” equally by suggesting opposing ideologies as the premise for division, they thereby diminish or neutralize the power of “we the people”. Only the light of truth can cast a shadow of doubt, calling into question the acceptance by “we the people” of the power of suggestion as used by the master manipulators. I mean, think about television, it is called programming after all. As I continued to experience cardinal awakenings and the resulting awakening awareness and expanding consciousness, what came to mind was road trip; to cast about carefully crafted callouts that seek to resonate with the ring of truth of divine guidance, taking the word to the street. If this is truly a war against ignorance, doing battle with words through the power of suggestion, then our only hope of winning the good fight is to counter the master manipulators words with spiritually discerned words of truth that resonate with all that hear them. Past faith in divine intervention, divine guidance is our only hope. We the people can reclaim the power that we have forfeited allowing the master manipulators to have reign over us and cheating us of the Garden Promise of a playground for the children, and our workplay of command performances and peak experiences. So, the second part of this story is the road home. This part of the story reminds me a little bit of some words from a song by Elton John, “Come down in time and I'll meet you halfway”. When you're engaged in the heat of battle, on the road, I was doing battle and running on adrenaline. Most of my acts were symbolic in nature, riding on the twin rails of folk and rock; Folk, because I traveled to the home of my youth to share the experience with a friend from my childhood. My friend had known me since fourth grade, and so he knew my nature. I have been accused of being folksy, and these friends of a friend were my folk. Many of them were nonconformist hometown folk heroes of the rock and roll era. And together, we symbolically demonstrated how a well-regulated militia, of citizen irregulars, would muster out in times of need. This reminds me of the individuals who rushed the cockpit during the 9-11 crisis. And what did they say? “Let's roll.” In any social economic system, it's always downward pressure. We the people, who work with our hands, being gifted with the expertise of our skills, are the only ones who can actually add value. No matter what the future may bring, we helped build it. This was the veil of complexity that I did battle to render clear. We are willing to do our part, like the song says; “Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made, driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed.” We literally do the dirty work, and all we ask in return is our due portion of the playground for the children, our return for the contribution of our workplay. So in the end, the extraordinary of fighting the good fight to carry the day gets folded into the rhythm of everyday life. We work, we play, we rest, and then we get up and we do it again. The extraordinary becomes ordinary. These are our hero stories, and we are caught in the middle. As the song says, “Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am stuck in the middle with you,” my cherished friends. Thank you.