You are you

You are not your body. 

Your not your job. 

Your not your clothing. 

Your not your arms. 

Your not your legs.

Your not your mind.

You are you!!!! 

Come discover the truth for yourself

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Who am I?

Who am I 

Who are you 

can we fly 

or do we just die

ashes to ashes dust in the wind

Or will we come around again 

there is much speculation 

there are many lies

but does anyone have the time

take a look through the glass

and you'll see you do come back

look in the eyes the wisdom is there

so seek and find and you will see 

a step into the looking glass and you will see that you are you 

Pure and real

Laugh at yourself

Why are people so afraid to laugh at themselfs?  They are so caught up in the craziness thats around them that they cant take a step back and just exteriorize from the situation and just laugh. I mean really look at some of the craziness around you and laugh people its healthy. 

People are too serious today and kids grow up too fast. Take a chance and laugh!!!!

Everyday people create all of these imagined ills that the media and the goverment create to try and scare and upset people. Its just damn nutty. 

Ohhh pig flu is coming to get you so they lie about the number thats died from it and neglect to tell you that its like having a bad flu. The odds that you can die from it are low.  

So they have you running around in circles for no reason!!

WAKE UP PEOPLE AND LAUGH!!

Things I want to do before I drop my body

These are the top things I want to do before I drop this body (die). 

I want to become a Kindergarten teacher. 

I want to become a Scientology auditor. 

I want to travel the world. 

I want to teach english in Japan. 

I want to have art up somewhere where it can be admired. 

I want to be a writer and publish a book. 

I want to help other people. 

I want to promote Standard Tech.  

I want to make a difference. 

I want to have nice houses all over the world. 

I want to be a pilot. 

I want my own plane. 

I want to go to Egypt and explore the pyramids. 

I want to look up at the stars. 

I want to go camping. 

I want to be a summer camp counselor. 

I want to be a tutor. 

I want to see the Royal Ballet

I want to teach Dance

I want to open my own dance studio

I want to open my own Org 

I want to Dream 

I want to create the world according to my will 

I want there to be peace

Firefly

Firefly 

Could you fly into time

and look me in the eye

See through the walls 

and dream of me all the time

Or am I just another face

Just another case

Do you see the meaning 

because all the world is waiting for the sun 

and as we spin, a constant spin 

and we come unglued

I don't like being this far away from you 

Is there some cause 

Some gain 

I do not know 

and as I write 

I cry in memory of you 

do you remember me

or am I nothing but a faint memory 

and as I write a tear strolls down my cheek 

but I know there is no place for those who are weak 

the planet is in danger 

and my head spins around

trying to look for the truth in the mud

and sometimes its no where to be found 

I look at the stars and I wonder when 

I wonder when the sun will come again 

I wonder when the world will be clear 

and never again have the worries that now are held so dear

I know the time is coming

and soon the world we know will come to an end

but the pacing excitement is enough to drive you mad

I create a world of my imagining 

one where man can rise above the ashes 

like a Phoenix never to be burned again

Arise! Arise! And look at the world as it could be 

It is not just imagining but soon to be reality. 

Dictionary Poetry

This is a fun game its called Dictionary Poetry, all you go is grab a dictionary and randomly find a word and write a poem about it. 

House 

A house is more that a thing with walls and roof

it is a place where one has plenty of room 

A house is not just a place to put your head 

It is the one place where you can say you are loved

It is the one place you can be you and never have to pay the cost. 

What is a house? 

What is a home? 

It is the one place you belong. 

loyalty

Where does your loyalty lie? 

Can you say where it is truely

Or is there more 

Is there some truth your hidding

Oh to those who stay behind the mask 

I ask you 

Where does your loyalty lie?

Is it so far behind you that you cannot see present time

wake and see the stars 

and look with eyes open wide 

at the way things could be

would be 

If only you choose a side. 

Kill 

Kill the lies and kill the flame

of those who are unseeing and blind 

wake up and see the sun shine bright 

Wake up 

Please wake up 

Kill the ignorance inside of us 

and wake up to a new day 

Sun radiating from sky 

Let the light shine through 

and kill the dark 

never again 

Truth

Stars feel like lies 
as the world passes us by 
Exteriorize
Where there is hope
they paint with lies
the mask they use to hide
afraid of their crimes
they hide
they hide behind their lies
they cannot imagine a world with hope
and so they seek to destroy what they cannot
because there is no kryptonite for the truth
So turn the other cheek and offer the other side
I have done this 
and done this as my alibi 
but for those all great and small 
I must learn to stand my ground 
for if I don't fight it could be the end of us all
a light in the dark shines bright 
and no dark can put out this light
the light is truth 
the truth is light
the dark lies of yesterdays today's tonight can never end our fight
our fight for a better today.

The Bridge

Little Suzi Blane looked into the world today 

and said that it could change

picked up the pen and signed her life away 

She was walking across the bridge 

and slowly it colapsed around her 

a sight she she could not see 

little Suzi was blind to reality 

trapped in a game 

a game played by her own energy

too busy to see

too busy to be

Until she was cast out into the sea

Little Suzi Blane looked into the mirror today 

Who am I,

What have I done? 

As she knows somewhere her mother cries

and she knows its because of all the lies 

the heartwrenching  decision of handle or disconnect

and the neverending games of pretend 

happy and smiling you'd never know it was just a show

untill you pull the curtain and see 

see that its not what its suppose to be

Little Suzi just wanted the lies to end 

and now little Suzi 

has just one thing to say 

the bridge is out and I want to go home

I am done with the show

If that makes me bad 

then obviously this show was never ment to be had

this game was never suppose to be played

So little man

what are you going to say now

I wonder but I dont care

I am free and I didnt need to have the golden key.

The Witch

A witch 
A witch you scream to no end 
I cannot get a word edgewise in 
And yet you say I do not speak 
OH speak you great pretentious brute 
and dream of the stories that you weave
Can you not say that you too have been proclaimed a witch 
Are your hands so clean? 
can you not see
can you not see the sin cast by histories long past
or do you seek to destroy us all 
So do I die by fire or water
is death the only gateway to desire
can I not go my path without burning or drowning 
Am I to be burned at the stake 
Or to prove my innocence shall I drown? 
Oh please
please tell me
What is thy noble veridic 
For surely what you say can be used against me 
For you believe I am the witch 
Is the accuser now always holy?
how quickly we soon forget that the target that we aim for is not those next to us 
But those who are infront and in back 
deciding and choosing the games that are played
So are you 
am I truly a witch 
we can fight this into a ditch 
we can argue 
we can fight 
and we can even scream and yell way into the night
Or shall we put on a hat of certainty 
and look around to what we see
can we get back on target please
and realize this program is just an OSA scheme? 



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Have you ever felt like you have just been completely and I do mean completly upfront after you lied because you couldn't confront and then gotten the boot because of it? Even though you tried over and over to appologize and then people come up with things that you never even said or did? And you begin to go wtf. And you try to explain and you try to explain but no matter what you do it just isn't enough they keep trying to upset you and harm you until you disapear, crack or ignore it.

My Story

Knowledge is precious, dangerous, valueless and horrible and craved. 

Dianetics 55!

LRH

This is the story of how I got involved with Anonymous, how I came to get involved in Freezone and then went and later decided to get involved with the church and later involved in Sea Org, to how I found my way home and came to the decision to leave the church. There have been several accusations made against me and I wish to tell my side of the events through this story. The only thing I have changed are the names of people I met both Anonymous, Freezone and Church. And now lets begin with what was the most twisted roller-coaster ride I have ever been on in my entire life and as such I do not wish to argue or fight any longer the target is not those next to us and it is definably not those in front of us but rather those individuals who hide behind us in the dark. I was told not to talk about what had occurred while I was in the church and to never tell this story, but I am a defiant teenager and I rarely do what Im told to, without good reason and so here it is let begin. 

It was a normal monday morning for me, wake up get dressed grab a pop tart and run out the door and hope that I wouldn't be late. A sigh of relief, I was early and I began to butterfly around saying hello to various friends and classmates. Then I came across two friends talking excitedly amongst themselves. I said hello and asked them what was up. I figured they had gone to a good concert or something like that, but I was surprised to discover that instead they had gone to the first Anonymous protest against the Church, and where very excited about it. I listened as they told me the most horrible things about the church. I could hardly believe it, it was completely out reality to me. I just couldn't imagine people treating others that badly. I mean sure I had seen the news about a people getting killed and harmed but that always seemed like something from a television show or movie, it was never real to me. That day at school I went to lunch and Jacob started to talk about Scientology and the Anonymous protesting too. He was really excited about it and I  told him that I would go with him to the next protest. 

Before I went I goggled Scientology and instantly came up with various websites and I started reading. I was literally in shock no way anyone could get away with what was claimed and get away with it, there was just no way but then I looked more and I began to see how they could not have been caught, simply because the church had money and power and people where afraid of the church. I began to understand. I had been the nerdy sick kid in elementary and middle school I knew what kind of pressures a bully can put on a person and make them not want to say anything I knew it full well. I had said nothing at times where I most likely should have on the playground and in the hallway but didn't and so I saw the church as all the bully's that had ever bullied me. I saw it as a way to get back at the bullies and to also in some small way help those who I saw as getting bullied or those who where being forced to be a bully. 

9 o'clock  in the morning jump out of bed. Ready. Put on a shirt and blue jeans and shoes place my suit, mask and wig in my bag and grab my camel back and cookies. Double check make sure I have everything, fliers, mask and clothes. Good. Give my mom a hug and walk out the door to the bus stop. Ready, some friends from school walk up and we where ready. We go to the MGM, where everyone was suppose to meet up and later march up to the org. We where early so we had lunch and changed cloths and walked outside. I started to pass out fliers and a man came up to me and asked me for a flier and I gave him one and he asked e who the leader was. I told him that there where no leaders in Anonymous and he kept asking me and kept asking me and I started to get upset and another Anon noticed and walked up. 

"Can I help you with something?" 

And the man ran off, glaring at the Anon who had came up on our conversation. 

"Thanks" I said. 

"No problem" 

I walk back over to my friends and we start the march down to the org passing out fliers and dancing down the las vegas strip. 

After walking and dancing for what seemed like a long time we finally arrived at the org and thats where we had found out that some of the Anon's had already gotten into some trouble and where forced to show their Id's to police officers but after much explaining they went away. We ate cake and partied and laughed at each others jokes and soon it was time to go home, I went to many protest after that, I went to about five and I had read all about the crimes and abuses of Scientology but I began to wonder why someone would be drawn to Scientology if it was as bad as I had read. 

So I read the the entire thing on Scientology.org and I downloaded DMSH and I started to read I could see how it could be used in real life and I began to apply it and see what would happen. I also found DMSH at my local library and read that. It all made sense to me. I read more and more, course I had already found out about Xenu at that time and I researched that more and I found the lecture and course material I read and listened to lectures it made sense as absolutely nits as it may sound to you, I felt and still feel as if I had found the key. I eventually came across the Freezone and quickly got in com with a few people. I had already done some processing on my own and had some wins.  I got some auditing through a guy names Rick he was a nice guy and we just did some book one auditing, I know not exactly ST but oh well it happens. I wanted answers and I wasn't about to wait for them.

I discussed some of my benefits and even processed and did some book one auditing on some of the Anon's that I knew at the time. Discussing with them exactly what we where doing so as they where not in unawareness. Well, some of the other Anon's discovered this and disliked that I used the Tech. They claimed that I had outed them when I was in FZ and even claimed that I was OSA. Several times I offered to answer their questions and whatever they wanted to know. I soon ended up in a conversation where the com was badly misdirected and mutilated, but I knew from the start that those individuals who had started the conversation where not there to honestly ask me questions and honestly listen to anything I had to say and where simply interested only in twisting what I said for their own twisted amusement and so that is when I decided to no longer go to any more protest and I started to see that as much as Anonymous claims to only be against the abuses of the church they are also against the beliefs as well. 

During this time I got in com with a guy named Allen and he eventually came down to Las Vegas and we did some TR training and talked alot. Then He went home and over the phone we would audit and process each other and it was during this time that we started doing some Whole track auditing and I came across the fact that I had been SO before. I had full recall  and Allen didn't know quite how to handle it. He gave the command to come up to present time and I did and he ended the session there we talked for a while and I hung up. 

The next day I began to wonder. Should I keep the promise that I had made before or should I just pretend it never happened. I tried and I found myself for a good while questioning my ethic for going as well as for not going and that is when I started to go to the org in Las Vegas and I went and I did the DMSMH Extension course at the org. I went to events and fundraisers, I met many people and quickly became friends. I remember a few times just hanging out in the public canteen afterwards and trying to get out before the SO recruiters or the IAS guys would come, we made it a game and did our best to stick together. One day I walked out of the org with a friend and went to Starbucks when some the the Anonymous protester's where out protesting and they decided to put up a sign that said that I was part of Anonymous, when I went back to the org that day for course I was asked about it and I told them that I never It. I had alot of fun at the org but I finally came to the decision that it would be out ethic to not keep my promise no matter how long ago it was and so I emailed AOLA and I and asked who I would talk to regarding returnees to the SO. I need up getting an email back from a person calling himself Morgan and I talked to him for a while and he seemed to be very excited and asked for my phone number I gave it to him and I guess it got lost in the shuffle because two weeks went by without so much as a word. I went online and found the number to AOLA. 

"Scientology LA, How may I help you" asked the receptionist with a thick accent.

"Can I talk to Morgan Metcalf, please" 

"Okay, may I ask who is calling" 

"Rebecca Archer" 

"Okay, let me go find him, hold please" 

"Okay" 

And after awhile I was talking to Morgan. He was extremely excited once he discovered who I was and I was quickly handed me over to a SO recruiter. The conversation we had went on for quite sometime his name was  Charles and he was talking to me about SO and he even emailed me the SO contract. I told him that I wanted to finish High School and then I would rejoin but he kept pushing saying that I had already played that game and indeed I had but I was raised that you finish High school before anything. But eventually I decided to go ahead and join the SO. I was set up to do my A-J at 6 the next night. 

I went and It was a big mess,the person who was scheduled to do it wasn't there but I felt like I was flying, like I was floating on the air. I was bigger, better and stronger than anything I had decided to become a SO member and I would soon be on my way. The whole org was a wave of excitement and I as I completed each test I found myself onestep closer to my goal. Marry finally came and I got my A-J, I smiled this is what I was waiting for and I followed her back into an empty auditing room. 

"Sit down, please make yourself comfortable" 

I did 

"Are you well fed? Have you gotten enough sleep?"

I said yes 

"Im not auditing you" 

Okay 

"Start A-J" 

She asked me about Anonymous during my A-J and needless to say I successfully mocked up and alternate reality and put some isness in it and I was given admittance to PAC. 

The next day I called Charles and told him that I had completed my A-J and I told Charles and asked about how to handle my mother. He said to tell her that I was going to go to Bridge for a Job, I tried calling her and she didn't pick up. I did the only thing I could and I wrote a letter telling her where I was going. I called a friend and he forwarded me the money to buy an airplane ticket to LA and my recruiter said that he would pick me up from the airport. I had everything, I was ready to go, I just needed a ride to the airport and the next day I gave my mom a hug and walked out the door, placing the key under the rug and walking out. Not really sure if I would ever return, and looking forward to the future that was to be. 

I got on the bus and headed down to the org. I was bound to get a ride from the org to the airport and after hanging around for a bit a guy named Alex came up and took me to the airport. I gave my last goodbye to all the staff and public that where there and I was off on a new adventure. Allen was grim through the entire ride and he told me that he was SO and that I would like it there he seemed so sad and I wanted to know why but I also didn't want to pry so I stayed quite through the rest of the ride to the airport. 

I got on the airplane and arrived there and walked down to the baggage claim where I grabbed my stuff and I saw Charles for the first time. He was beaming and I couldn't help but be happy too. I had made it there. He grabbed my bags and joked about how small I was and then put the bags in the car and we drove off. He then told me about my schedule and told me how excited he was that I was there, I was excited too We then started the massive amounts of paperwork I talked with several people and everyone was happy and cheerful.

 

After we covered all of that we then went around for what seemed like hours to give information to different people. I think it was around 3 when I got back 

My recruiter told me that I would get to sleep in till 8 and he would come and get me, pointed me to where the EPF berthing was and said goodnight.

I put my pj's on and woke up the next morning to the sound of a vacuum cleaner.

I crawled down from my top bunk and looked around and an elderly lady smiled at me and said "Welcome to the Sea org". I smiled back at her and said thanks and a girl with bright red hair named Helen came into the room she smiled and said hello and introduced herself and I said hi back and she said that she was there to get me my uniform and we looked everywhere in storage but we couldn't find one small enough. 

So the elderly lady, named Mildred said that she would hem a pair for me. I put on a smaller uniform and then my recruiter came to get me. " Look at you Sea Org Member" I smiled and we walked down to the EPF space and I was placed infront of a computer with a blue screen an told to write out my life story.  I did it putting up my altered Reality. I was then given a buddy and we had trouble at first but we mainly got along because we where forced to, her name was Jackie. Then I went walked up to lunch and started on the typical schedule for all EPF.

My favorite job when I was there was putting the books into boxes for the Library event. We all had rows of boxes and we put the stickers on the boxes making sure each one was perfectly aligned. It was a lot of work but we eventually made it a game and raced to see who could complete the most amount of products in the amount of time we had and eventually we where done. Our arms where cut up from the boxes and somehow some of us had bruises. 

Cuts and bruises on EPF where joked about. We called them war wounds and often joked saying that the one with the most was upstat. While I was there I saw myself do some incredible  stuff like jumping off the steps so I could get to muster faster and laughing the entire time as I ran in just in time and took my place behind my Unit I/C.

My Unit I/C was a bossy little brunet midget who liked to play leader so that he could sit back and watch as his unit did the work needless to say I wrote up a KR on him and from the point on he acted like a scared bird whenever I was anywhere near him. I was so glad when they switched me to a smaller unit and my stats started to increase and he was threatened that he wouldn't graduate EPF when he was planed to if he couldn't be a stable unit I/C and keep his unit upstat. 

 

I did morning decks , Study the whole schedule and I went on like that for awhile I was having fun however there where some jobs even when I tried to make them fun I just hated doing, like sorting the garbage, where it did raise my confront, it was totally gross and I hope I never have to do anything like that again.  

Study was always the high point of my day and I loved the high particle flow of the course room.  Running under the tunnels and laughing during break as a friend did cartwheels down the hall. Grab an apple and eat it quickly and run back up to the course room. The exect's yelling at us as we goofed of during break and running as fast as we could away from them.

But I have to say that the oddest day was when the Anon's where there and everyone was in a huff. I was told to go into the trailer and cleanup and I heard Broc tell my Unit I/C to make sure I stayed in the trailer until he came back. I continued to clean and I reorganized everything and walked out to throw away some trash. My unit I/C said to get back in there and clean. I told him that I had already completed that cycle of action and he said to stay in the trailer until Broc came back. So I looked everywhere but it was completely spotless, I had completely white gloved the place but I didn't want to look like I wasn't doing anything; I somehow managed to get Broc and he checked the trailer and walked me over to the graduation tent to clean up there and rather shortly afterwards we finished decks and was sent. The rest of the day we stayed inside and used the tunnels and everywhere we went we went in groups of 3 and 4. 

Then I went through alot of other stuff and then I was sent to go see my recruiter and I was brought to an auditing room in AOLA course I used my altered reality on the sec check. I denied any involvement with Anonymous and it wasn't until a week later that I was walked into a conference room by Joan.

 I was told to sit down and 2 people that I had never seen before offered me oreo's, I was nervous something wasn't right, I could feel it. I turned down the oreo's and was asked if I wanted something to drink. Okay, something was definably wrong. I was an EPF'er why was I being offered oreo's and something to drink? It didn't fit. I said that I'd take a water and immediately someone got me a water bottle and opened it for me. Something was definatly wrong. And thats when they told me that they had the truth about me and that if I knew what was good for me I would tell them. I saw no other route and I told them about my involvement with the FZ and Anonymous. Then they asked me for names I told them that I didn't know any names of the Anon's but showed them the IFA website, that had a list of qual'd auditors. This is  a website that everyone who has internet access can get to but they acted like I had given them some great information.  When in actuality they could have gotten this information by using google. 

Then after a while I was given a ton of paperwork so I could route out. I was upset, I was crying. I didn't want to leave and Joan did everything she could to try and cheer me up but it didn't work. Then Dave came in and video taped me signing saying that I wouldn't say anything negative about the church.

I ended up staying in a room in Big Blue with the MAA that night. She didn't know why I was leaving, she just knew that I was. I told her that I didn't want to leave that I would miss her and everyone else. I told her that I didn't feel like I was going home, that I felt I was being sent back out into prison and thats when she told me that it was a little like Harry Potter. I smiled and agreed with her and she said don't worry about it, you have your own magic, and you can make it anywhere. 

The next morning Joan came to get me and we went to the airport, she would be coming with me to talk to my mom and make sure everything was properly handled. We got to my house and she talked to my mom for a bit and asked to see some of my art. I showed her and she gave me her number and email and told me to keep in com with her.

I did my best to keep in com but eventually she just began to drop com with me and there went the stable datum that had been promised before. I was confused and I stared to look around some more and then decided to create an honest doubt formula and to go exterior to the situation and come up with a logical decision my decision was to leave the church. 

I was nervous at first then I decided to be brave. I posted my first vid and now here I am, I'm not sure what the next chapter holds for me in my life I can only use what I have learned so far and progress through it. 

I was happy when I was in, but now that Im out of the church I have time to smell the flowers and look up at the stars and that makes me doubly happy. 

How to save the world?

Look around you and what do you see? Well, I'll tell you what I see, I see a few beings walking around taking out that wrenched feeling that they have in their stomachs out on the world and those out there just not knowing what to do are just taking it. You don't have to. People are basically good even those individuals who would burn you in a fire have a good side to them it is because of actions that have happened to them over time that they become ravished by the torments of their own mind and I know you are most likely thinking that I am quite mad for saying this, because I know of countless both strong and weak beings who have said the same. I do not mind, say what you will about me. I may very well be insane and I have sat on my bed and looked in the mirror many times wondering exactly that. Am I mad? Or can the world honestly change back into the prosperous place it was so many years ago. 

We look around and we see a thick fog of pollution in the air, just look around you and you can see it. But there is another form of pollution that threatens to kill us all and this is the sort of pollution that is the deadliest. Most cannot see it, feel it or smell it, however it is in the air and it threatens our world everyday. I can see it in the man who shouts out profanities as he walks down the street and I can see it in the homeless man as he uses the money that he got from begging on the street to feed his alcohol addiction, I see it in the woman who stands on street corners and sells away her body to the highest bidder and I see it at my own high school as teenagers buy and sell the drugs that will ultimately end their life's. I see it in the teachers who have simply stopped caring because they "know" their student will end up nobodies and that is the type of thing that can truly ruin a person. When you are this low the whole world sinks, it sinks slowly and you don't notice it but it does. 

I am not saying that you must be happy 24/7 I am simply saying to look around you and spot the things that you can change. If you do not like something in your current situation change it! If you see someone on the street with dirty cloths and the stench of alcohol on their breath, get them a shower, wash their clothes and get them something to eat. If you see a woman on the side of the street offering to do anything for a price, call the police and inform them. Sure she may hate you, sure both of these type of people may go back to their old habits but they have seen that there is some one out there in the world who cares about them. That is what the world is missing! Thats it! 

So many people in this world have this empty feeling in their hearts and they do not know why and therefore try to cram what ever they can into it, even if they know full well that it is a self destructive behavior. They will do it. Why you may ask? Ask that question of yourself? Why do you do the things you do? Why do I run out the door without eating breakfast when I know that in an hour I will be hungry? Why do I, why do we do the things we do? We do these things to try and survive and now you may be asking me what this has to do with survival. It has everything to do with survival. It is because survival is what we are all striving towards. 

And it is through the decease of morality in todays society that threatens the survival of our world. To create a better world we must create and continue to create a world where truth, honesty, love and goodwill. These are the things that will prolong our planet and keep our planet free of the decay of the many beings on this planet. 

What is an Indigo child?

An Indigo child is said to be the next step in human evolution and most  Indigo Children are no longer children and they are said to contain a soul that has evolved over many lifetimes to come up to a higher state. Indigos are often called "old souls" because they are. According to Indigo theory, Indigo Children began entering this planet influx around the 1970s although many Indigos are in their 50s and beyond. Today the majority of children are Indigos. It has been theorized that Indigos chose to come to Earth at this time to be a part of the shift that is occurring. They are here to uplift the planet and raise the vibrations of all of us. There are several traits that you can see in an Indigo. Some are from previous authors and others are from my own observations in working with adolescents.

Question authority. This rebellion may be quiet and expressed as being very stubborn and "not listening" or extreme into oppositional and defiant behavior.

Very sensitive. This is seen in most senses but more so with regard to emotional sensitivity. The term "Emo" is popular slang now to describe someone who is "EMOtional" to a non-conventional level. Indigos may have once or currently are cutters and many Indigos had/have suicidal thoughts and feelings. But they often feel the pain and feelings of others and being in public places is difficult. Indigos will also have difficulty with extended periods of loud sounds like concerts or even movies. This does not seem to apply to personal listening like in a car, room or headphones.

Depression is common. This seems separate from being emotionally sensitive. The depression seems to stem from not actualizing their personal power and not having a connection with other Indigos. When their power is not cultivated and they are not in contact with others like themselves a significant level of loneliness and depression occurs. They are aware of the significance of their purpose in this lifetime but they have no idea what to do with it or even what it is about. They feel strange and misunderstood.

Clear Sight. Indigos are naturally able to see beyond a person's exterior and see the truth. They are natural truth seers in all aspects and have a difficult time being a part of the illusion. This means they do not act inauthentically and if they do it causes discomfort. They do not do well in occupations that require schmoozing and have a great disdain for small talk. Their relationships are deep and meaningful with other authentic people. They are less likely to place value onto fashion and material things.

Do not do well in systems. Systems do not make sense to Indigos and if the rules do not make sense they will not follow them and will actively work to break down any system that does not serve an authentic purpose. This includes school. The bold Indigos will be the ones actively questioning an administrator or teacher. They will be holding personal or public protests against an injustice in the system. The quiet ones will be suffering internally which may not be apparent to others, even those close to them.

High School is difficult for Indigos. Many Indigos have a very difficult in high school. The lucky ones are invisible as a means to survive the unlucky ones are bullied. Indigos are different and have a really hard time hiding it as it would mean being inauthentic which Indigos cannot do for very long. High school is all about being inauthentic and putting on an appearance despite the truth underneath. Indigos cannot play this game and high school is incredibly torturous for many.

Feeling alien. Some Indigos actually feel like they are from another planet others feel that the families they are born in and/or where they were born does not feel right. They will naturally distance themselves from the families and/or hometowns and relocate to an area that feels more like home. They may also re-create families with friends that feel more natural. They are the black sheep of where they live and/or of their family which can cause a great deal of emotional pain as the other family members or community members will act out their misunderstanding towards them. Indigos are natural survivors so they will make changes soon after they turn 18 if the environment is not supportive.

Patience is not an Indigo virtue. Waiting in line, traffic, slow results, "dumb" people are especially frustrating to Indigos and being understanding of these givens in life also does not come easily.

Vocal and opinionated. Being old souls, Indigos are born knowing exactly what they want and even how to do it. They do not easily rely on others for help and will frustrate themselves or give up before asking for help. They are often open about what they believe and their beliefs are very strong. You will see this even in Indigo babies. 

Psychic/Intuitive. The most important trait of an Indigo is that they have intuitive/empathic/clairvoyant/medium abilities. This is the reason they are here and they will often have scary and disturbing experiences if they do not have access to someone who knows how to properly guide them. 

There are many attributes to a Indigo Child and many attributes are posted on the net. 

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A way to happiness??

I have long since discovered that no one can tell another human being what being happy is, nor is there or will there ever be any prewritten route to happiness. The only thing another can do is tell you what makes them happy. I may say that wearing multi-colored toe socks is the route to happiness but if you do not agree and you say "Oh no, blue socks are the route to happiness", then that is your right. You decided what works for you, and please for yourself do not let anyone tell you what happiness is or let them sell you a route to happiness because that is a scam. Because the fact of the matter is that you have it, you have the route to your own happiness it is buried deep in your soul and no one can take it or do anything with it, without your permission. And also just because you don't like someone else's route doesn't mean you are a bad person, that just means you are a free thinker, if anyone tries to make you believe-otherwise then they do not have your best interest at heart. 

So make your own route to happiness, only those who are extremely lazy and or ignorant of their own capabilities go off in look for those who claim to have the golden key. I do not claim perfection in this aspect as I myself have fallen for this on several occasions, however I always manage to pick myself up, dust off my jeans and start over again. 

And I find that this is the problem with many of the religions today. Many of them have very "my way or they highway" type attitudes and these are they type of people and places you want to stay away from. These people are suppressive to you and your own creativeness. They wish to make you into a lower form of a being, one who cannot create or be themselves simply an indoctrinated fool who will believe whatever is asked of him or her without question. If you ever find yourself unable to question then you need to get out of that group or way of thinking. 

Okay, so back on topic, sorry for the rant. 

In many religions it is you do step A, B, C, and D and if you don't or you mix them up then your in big trouble buddy. Big trouble, and soon you will have some poor soul come up to you screaming saying that if you don't go back to believing the same way there will be fire and brimstone and you will be sent to some awful place some people call hell.

 

Well, now this is all okay if that is your belief but the main thing, the big picture here is that you absolutely must allow yourself and others to decided what their route to happiness is. If you give them that then a man or woman can live very happy life's and thus there will be less crime and more happiness and acceptance in this world. 

People have a right to make their own route to happiness as well as apply that route once they have formed it as long as they are not harming anyone.

This is an example of my route to happiness however I would like all of you out there reading this blog right now to take out a pen and some paper and write down your route to happiness. 

~~~~ My Route To Happiness~~~~

Always accept yourself, never put yourself down.

Be your own best friend, how can you be anyones friend if you don't like yourself?

Try your best to always keep a positive outlook on life, things are never as bad as they seem.

Keep your promises, you keep more friends that way.

Dream big, the bigger your dreams the bigger your reality. 

Forgive those who harm you, because forgiving someone takes more strength that anything. 

Realize that all people are basically good no matter what. 

Stay drug free, even if the drug dealers have a degree they are still drug dealers.

Eat well and Sleep well, you will feel better if you do. 

Always make sure you have clean communication with another person, this way you don't find yourself repeating things and getting upset. 

Never build a wall around yourself, people want to know you. 

Be open to all possibilities even if you dislike them. 

I'm sure there are many more for me but it is getting late and I need some sleep.

Goodnight everyone

~ The Modern Day Mata Hari