Junk News

By James Miller

November 30, 2017

“Fake News” is a phrase widely associated with Donald Trump.

Let me invent another: Junk News.

Junk news is summed up as the sensational, visceral promotion of the idea that anyone can be a victim. And, it follows, a perpetrator.

Thousands of beautiful women are now coming forward in the #MeToo world. Many of those women had come to parade their beautiful assets in front of men who have the power to portray those assets on a silver screen so that thousands of men can devour and deflower them in their imaginations. It’s the same with the boys for the boys, too.

But when these men of power want to enjoy these women in “reality” without their permission, these same women cry foul. I never signed up for this! I have every right to be angry and attack you and destroy you.

Well, here’s the real news if you are prepared to listen.

The “real” world you experience is just another silver screen. “You” are a synchronous whole, existing outside of time, imagining yourself as whore, man, rapist, woman, bugger, child molester, child with leukemia, queen, beggar, religious leader, atheist, war hero, war coward, victim and perpetrator. You are also the background, the “set” if you will, expressing yourself through your mind as food, water, floor, ceiling and the “space” needed to contain them. All this happens through something else you made up: time. All illusion. All in your mind. All for your enjoyment. All out of love. All for fun.

So powerful is your mind, that you’ve lost, briefly, the awareness of your total oneness and taken “seriously” the idea that the separation you have made up and experience is real. This causes you discomfort. It causes you pain. It makes you believe you are a weak, vulnerable being that must “bargain” with those around you and with life. You believe that you have to give up things you want in exchange for other things you want and make “sacrifices” by experiencing things you don’t want to experience so you can experience things you do. And you, as a victim, are born.

So powerful is your belief in this illusion that when someone comes to tell you need not suffer and that life is truly an experience of uninterrupted peace and joy beyond your imaginings, the small you that identifies yourself as a body attacks the messenger that would tell you otherwise. A whole religion is based on the seeming destruction of one such messenger, Christ, who came with a message of love for all.

Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy. 44But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you; 45That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust. 46For if ye love them which love you, what reward have ye? do not even the publicans the same? 47And if ye salute your brethren only, what do ye more than others? do not even the publicans so? 48Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect.

This seems a difficult teaching to accept and though it implies there are no exceptions, there must be. How can we accept and love someone who would drug a woman so he could violate her while unconscious? How can we accept the annihilation of one group by another to the point they hack babies to death? Substitute your own injustice here, from the innocent child struck down by disease, to the parent who prefers heroin or alcohol to childrearing, to the person who cut you off while speaking or driving.

The list goes on and on but choose an anger you can justify. Make it the most powerful force for good on earth. Make it righteous anger that makes attack justified and necessary. But necessary for what? To restore peace your logic would tell you but your logic will also tell you that to attack is the opposite of peace and doing the opposite of what you want cannot bring you what you want. And so, in a moment of insight, you might realize this is madness.

Christ’s sermon on the mount teaches of a love that sees no wrong, not because it chooses to overlook it, but because it doesn’t exist. He ends his sermon by telling us we are perfect. Perfection means no weakness, no change, no vulnerability and no chance of being a victim, or perpetrator. Perfection also means peace.

You have the power and freedom to believe otherwise but you cannot change or alter in any way what cannot be altered or changed.

Life is the ebb and flow of love expressed in whatever you choose to experience. You are the story writer. Whatever you choose to experience, “You” deliver. You are a victim and a perpetrator in your imagination. In reality, you are both. You are one.

Accepting this oneness is the only way to peace. It is what peace is.

So, look at your world. Look at its fundamental disconnects as it eschews the sexual predators of this world and then gushingly raves about the “riskiest” dresses worn on the runway. Don’t take it seriously. It’s not what you are. Believing it is will only make you unhappy, whereas the truth in you is only joy.