Manifesting thieves.

Many adverts promising lies are thrown at us daily. You cannot open a single piece (if that’s the word) on social media, without some bullshit being peddled.

lets begin with the spam phone calls. No, I don’t feel sorry for the twit who’s taken a job, that he/she knows entails lying to people all day everyday. You’ve  installed the app that stops these calls, but these crooks are super smart, and by the time the app is installed, they’ve opened a new gateway.  You should know by now, that after you say “hello”, and you’re greeted with silence, (coz they’re trying to bypass app and plug in), it’s spam. Put the phone down. But we don’t. “I’ve got the app” you think, and feel safe. Maybe it’s old Aunty Mildred from Australia calling. But no…

A woman or man, normally a woman with the most efficient voice says “good day, is this x,y,z that I’m speaking to.” You answer “yes”, and OFF she goes, like a dog with a bone, rabbiting on about ‘an accident you had, which you’re owed compensation for’.

Slightly irritated, you put the phone down, not bothering to entertain her nonsense, and sometimes you yell a healthy F. OFF! Depending on your mood.

I scratch my head wondering…

How is it possible, for people to phone other people, knowing they’re talking absolute b.s. and feel nothing? She knows, before she puts the telepromt on, to read the lie to you, that she’s nothing but a low down pathetic liar. She or He, is aware that their job is to lie to people, and they’re okay with this! Like politicians and lawyers.

The worst however, is the “MANIFEST” lie. The thousands of adverts that cover our screens, promising soooo many ways to “manifest” dream jobs, partners, homes, ad nauseum…but the most revolting of this lie, is the promise of manifesting millions.

Why?  …

Because there truly are people, desperate people, who’ll spend their last dime signing up to some bogus site that promises to ensure the manifestation of their dreams, mostly money, (which doesn’t happen) , leaving such people feeling like losers (besides broke and depressed).

All confidence in Self is removed when the millions don’t manifest, leaving the desperate person feeling like a total failure and fool, and completely out of pocket. Of course, they’re blamed by the bogus thieves, who’ve taken their money, if they question why the manifesting didn’t come to fruition!

Lets put the bullshit into perspective;

The man or woman who presents The motivational video, that lures the unsuspecting viewer  is only an actor, filmed in hired locations, or studios, and you’ve swallowed it all, putting all of your energy, money and effort in, innocently believing and excitedly expecting!

If one uses just 1 brain cell, and if one had zero conscience, then that one would be the one hiring models and actors, hooking up websites with pictures of glory that’ll blow the unsuspecting persons mind, and that one would be rubbing their palms in delight, as the poor ba..ards give all their money, hoping to purchase heaven, only to land in hell.





When we talk about abuse, there are many various ways people see abuse, or feel about abuse.

Some people feel that if the shop owner shouts at them for reading a magazine without paying for it, that is abuse.

Other people feel that if their Spouse comes home and moans about the dinner, that is abuse.

And yet another person who’s partner slaps them around the face when he or she is angry, feels that is abuse.

Can we call the above actions abusive?

Yes of course we can. But as adults, we’re able to process what is being hurled at us, and deal with it appropriately.

A child however, when neglected; or sexually abused; physically abused; mentally abused or emotionally abused;  doesn’t see or know that they’re being abused. They normally internalize the horrific abuse they are suffering, and blame themselves for doing something ‘wrong’.

They try hard to find out what they’re doing wrong, because in their innocent minds, they believe that they must be doing something wrong to be so hurt in so many ways all the time, or frequently, mostly by people who are supposed to love them. People they trust and look up to. So something like the following happens;

‘I must be quieter, if I don’t talk or laugh then I’m a good girl/boy , then they’ll love me’….so the child loses his or her voice.

‘If I hide away all day, in the bushes, or in the park, then they won’t see me and I’ll be safe for a while and I won’t make them angry’….so the child becomes invisible. Losing Self at the same time.

‘If I make tea all day and cook dinner, even though the stove is a bit high up for me, they’ll see what a good hard working boy/girl I am, and then they’ll love me’….so the child becomes a slave in his or her home..growing up to believe that to be loved is to work as hard as one can no matter what the work is.

There are a gazillion examples of how small children who are being abused think and feel, but always, always they try their best to ‘fix’ it. Never does the abused child believe that their parents, siblings, Uncles, Aunts or anyone else that they love, does these things to them, because they’re HORRIBLE, EVIL people who should be shot.

Never does the abused child seek help, because he or she believes they’re naughty and deserve the punishment. It doesn’t occur to an innocent child, that they can seek help; and what is being done to them, is evil and deeply despicable in it’s worst form.

One of the WORST outcomes of childhood abuse, (apart from death), is the child consenting to the abuse, believing that is love.  The fact that whatever the abuse is, is hurting them and causing massive damage and harm to them physically, emotionally and mentally, does not enter their minds. They learn to accept it, believing that this is what love is… the child grows up moving from abusive relationship to abusive relationship, never able to settle down with a healthy relationship, because they’ve grown up with abuse. The abused child – now adult, recognises abuse as love. If they’re not being abused, they may feel unloved, because actual love, the reality of love, is foreign to them. Like a language they don’t understand.

The other HORROR that comes from such abuse in a small child’s life, is mental illness. Not only are they scarred from years of abuse in one form or another or many at the same time, but they’re then stuck with a broken brain, that won’t function normally, suffer deep depressions, and very often end up killing themselves and/or self harming. Not due to the abuse strangely enough, but due to the resultant mental illness the abuse has caused.

This reality brought me to thinking about what is happening to the Children stuck in war zones around the World. Starving Children, who get slapped or punched if they don’t stop crying from hunger, or ignored, or put out to prostitution from as young as 8 years old.

Children lying next to their dead Mother’s or Father’s, with blood gushing out their Parent’s head, desperately trying to wake their Mother or Father up. Not understanding what is going on, and terrified.

Children who are so traumatised at the sight of their entire families being blown up, they too, lose their voices, and if they do ever manage to speak again,  they usually stutter or suffer other speech impediments….and definitely suffer a mental illness.

I won’t go on. It’s way too distressing, but to say that if you are a victim of Child abuse in any form or fashion, whether you suffer a mental illness because of it or not. Take your power back! Tell yourself it never was your fault. Forgive yourself. Sounds crazy, but you carry guilt only due to the fact that you could never process what was happening to you in the right way, so forgive yourself.

I always advise people who write to me as I’m a mental health advocate; to write it all down. Be brave. Be courageous. Write everything you endured down and then read it. Read it again. Accept it, because you cannot change it. Then burn the paper you’ve written it on. Every time a memory crops up, immediately drop it. Don’t dwell on it.

The past is over. It no longer exists. You cannot bring one moment of the past into your present. Good or bad. So let it go. Drop it. Everytime a thought about whomever it was that hurt you comes into your head, drop the thought immediately.

No matter how bitter, broken, hurt, angry, disappointed, or wishful we are about a horrendous Childhood;  won’t change it, or make it better. Nothing will candy coat the sickening truth. So acceptance (not forgiving or writing to that person, or even thinking of them) is necessary, for healing.

Not accepting what or who they are, but accepting that the past happened. It’s done. No amount of therapy will make it pretty.

Basically, you can’t unfuck a fuck, but you can choose to drop it.

Past and future are in the mind only — I am now.

– Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj

The times they are a-changing….

Back in the 1950’s, 60’s,  life was simpler, more innocent than today.  People were generally happier with less. Women were delighted with a Vacuum cleaner for Christmas,  and they were grateful!  Women took great pride in cleaning their homes, ensured they ‘powdered their noses’ and changed their clothing just before Hubby got home, where he was greeted with a smile, clean house, perfectly polished wife, and an all round, healthy,  home cooked dinner with happy,  well behaved kids.  Children’s hair was neatly cut,  clothing perfectly tucked into their cupboards and all toys were packed away before bath and bedtime. Everything was orderly and innocent, and the feeling of HAPPY pulsated through people’s veins.

sexist vintage illustration housewife and vacuum cleaner

Roll on the ’60’s!  Liberation! it’s all Rock n’ Roll, free sex, Peace, Anti-war, and Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds! Vacuum Cleaner? What’s THAT?  Woodstock, Dylan, Cohen and who could forget the FAB Janis Joplin? People were less inhibited. The word ‘terrorism’ didn’t exist, unless a teenager pulled a prank on an elderly person, in which case, he’d be called a ‘terror’, but that was IT. The Vietnam war caused untold misery and destruction  ( to the men who were either conscripted or who volunteered not knowing any better, not to mention the poor Vietnamese!) and so the Peace lovers protested – peacefully, sometimes with humour.

Image result for pics of hippies in the 1960's Image result for pics of hippies in the 1960's  Janice Joplin:   Police protected themselves with shields from angry mobs, who were sincerely only on a campaign for Peace, with their head-bands on, placards in hand, calling for an end to the war in Vietnam. Posing no threat to anyone.

The world was more fun, less invasive on one’s privacy, innocence was the mind-set of most,  as they wondered around festivals naked, smoked pot, danced the nights away to the vibes of Bob Dylan,  for it was luuurve all the way…..’MAKE LOVE – NOT WAR’ was the slogan and motto!

Children pulled innocent pranks on each other, sometimes had a fight in the playground where no one interfered, and when the fight was over, they shook hands and often went on to become friends. It went no further….. Parents weren’t held to ransom over smacking their Children when it was needed, so as to teach them right from wrong.

Then….roll on fast forward to 2000 and onward and here we have….

A 1960’s school teacher called Mary. She gives her young student Jimmy, an innocent cuddle when he falls and scrapes his knee ending up in tears. He feels better, gets up and carries on playing.

A 2015 school teacher called Mary. She gives her young student Jimmy, an innocent cuddle when he falls and scrapes his knee. Instantly the police are called in. She’s arrested for Child Molestation, Jimmy is taken for counselling and he’s then put on Ritalin.

A 1960’s school child doesn’t do his homework and is given detention. After school, he sits his one hour detention, writing the same words on a piece of paper 100 times ‘I will do my homework’…’I will do my homework’…and then he hands his piece of paper to the attending teacher, who smiles at him as he happily goes and jumps on his bicycle to go home. When his Father gets home and hears the news of this, he is slightly angry , and gives him a spanking. The child learns that there are consequences to his actions, and never forgets to do his homework again. He goes on to Harvard and Graduates Cum Laude.

A 2015 school child doesn’t do his homework, and is given detention to which he fails to attend. When asked by his teacher why he didn’t attend detention, he glares at her and yells –  ‘you can’t tell me what to do!’  He then catches a ride with some friends in their beat up old car, smokes a spliff on the way home and then skulks to his bedroom. When his Father gets home and hears of this, he is slightly angry and gives him a light smack on the head.  The Child then calls ‘Child-line’. The FBI are called, Father is arrested for ‘aggravated assault on a minor’, Social Services are called in. They put the Child in a Foster Home. He goes on to mowing lawns and stealing for a living.

In 1960, this cute advertisement encouraging Children to play outside,  is popular and seen with innocent eyes by the public. Encouraging kids to play on the beach albeit with only the bottom of her costume on.

Coppertone suntan lotion ad from the early 1960s.:

In 2000 and onward, this advertisement is seen as Pedophilia, ‘filth’.   Furthermore, should an artist be commissioned to draw an innocent picture of a half-naked newborn lying on his/her Daddy’s chest for his/her Parents, the artist is instantly jailed for 25 years for ‘Pedophilia’, and their baby is taken away due to them being seen as ‘unfit’ Parents.

Paranoia and Fear is now the order of the day. Disciplining Children is absolutely not allowed in any form or fashion. If Children fight in the playgrounds, Social Services are called, the kids are sent for counselling, their Parents are told to attend ‘Child care  Classes’, and the kids are put on Ritalin. It is after all, a ‘mental illness’ to have a fight with someone these days isn’t it? Even if you are only a Child.

There is not only one illegal war being waged upon a foreign Country by the Super Powers, but many, upon innocent people in the name of greed, money and power. The media are fed the appropriate stories to publish, so as to appease the public, (who never question their validity) but then react with instant hatred for possibly really good people. Fear and hatred for strangers is now born.

Protesters get beaten half to death by Police,  no matter that they are unarmed. Should anyone dare take just their tops off at a festival, alarms go off, Police are immediately called in, the people are arrested for ‘indecent exposure’ and jailed. If they don’t have the money for bail, well, that’s just too bad. They do the time!

The horror grows more evil with every passing day, every passing minute. Mothers fear for their Daughters as Fathers are overworked and underpaid. Children don’t play in the playgrounds anymore as TV games and TV shows keep them inside glued to a screen. As ‘friends’ on cyberspace take over in place of  personal visits to one another, the days of tea and cake are all but gone. Children scream at their Parents, Divorce rates are through the roof, mistresses are common, even seen as ‘the norm’. Decent Parenting is not allowed, hence teenage pregnancies and street drugs are rife, leaving Grandma to raise the unwanted ones. The not so lucky bury their offspring from accidental overdoses.

Drugs are taken in copious amounts to numb the pain, mental illness is on the rise, addiction to anything and everything is seen as normal as human Beings try to cope in a broken world.  Values have long since been buried, Morals unheard of, and innocence?

( oh, I remember reading about what that word means in the dictionary once). 

How I long for a simple Vacuum Cleaner for Christmas!

*written by Deborah Mann*