Intro and material toward a series of shorter posts on the mind and thinking; what helps (me)?

Writing... this, helps. A form of confession come outcry. All alone-ish is a booster for my God-life but the pull to the screen and express is a release I appreciate. Intend to get to less and little going-online with a new site to write up to accompany evangelism the one right-reason remaining. All in all; an estranged family to contact at some stage and the up coming digital-cash attack are the two burdens that challenge my well being. This me being honest and that's the first and primary need: Confess up and trample hiding and getting down because of lack of self-suppression.

Skimmed the Off-G. knowing the mind is an ever-present topic. (If not, it's the growing wider view and wonderings about the transcendent/unseen/is there any one out there?/...question).

A Pandemic of Narcissistic Abuse by Lucy Davies is there and will review.

While Psychiatrist.com has an astounding 42% of those born 1990-2010 claiming a 'diagnosis'. Don't like to use the M-ental term. Goes with "are you mental?" A derogatory feel from the word go. Been told am (by said-fam.). To mull over the day and tomorrow for a response. Offer suggestions about coping and ...even-better, in the world of clown times and the catastrophic.

One quote for context:

I have been pondering for years why shrews are shrews and sheep are sheep. Thanks to Dr. Mark McDonald of Dissident MD I think I now know the answer: shrews are curious, sheep are not. Of course there are exceptions to this. But as the bell curve would reveal, the exceptions are outliers. Needless to say I have done no formal survey, but of all the shrews I know, I can see a clear spark of curiosity running throughout what I know of their lives. And the sheep? Dullards for the most part—disinterested in most complexities of life, run of the mill, live life as it comes.¹

The 'cash-attack' is toward land clearances to 'smart cities' and the lack of shrews is the overriding gut wrencher.

The local area is full of natives with an unusual spirited openness and charm. The difference and a significant minority not born and bred on the island is conspicuous and stark.

Put down to connections to older culture, countryside of dreams, and family life. That's one to make heaps of difference in our mind and moods. Genuine loved ones is the biggest stabiliser in thinking well.

The relationship with God in Jesus Christ is the claimed top-need and good news. Am growing in confidence that somewhere between the traditional evangelical and progressive version is the message am finding positive responses over. The one am going out once-can and proclaim in the north of England.

The shrews are there, it comes with locals and natives I communicate with. The pain is looking into their eyes to console over their efforts to assist others.

Toughest call are parents with teenage children are picking up the pieces of the 2020-22 mass hypnosis and abuse. They all face and are quick to accept the deeper hypothesis and trouble we've been in and ahead if we don't resist/disconnect/protest etc.

Comes with positive outlook and genuine warmth toward me.

Cannot see how denial helps anyone.

The Green Agenda has become the local central-enemy. Previous polite acceptance, although uncertain of the justification, is falling away. The cost on society and destruction of their land and ways is provoking a re-think and up-front protest and cry.

Philosophy is a big why and our psychology. The belief there's no objective values came to the middle-class as they reacted against a perceived crude nationalism. All about 'hate the right' and embrace a new world of borderless unity. Support a nasty and angry nationalism in Ukraine but decry those wanting to secure the UK and prioritise the existing population.

Mind and our thinking cannot be good if we're prepared to die and destroy the world we're in without any preparedness to engage in discussion over the core determinants for our financial choices and political advocacy.

How CO2 affects and the climate, or the value of alternative energy, is a sacred untouchable text and religion. Virus' reality or otherwise is another no-go fundamentalism but the biggest faith group is the assertion our brain can be dis-eased by chemicals and an imbalance. That there's billions and money to incentivise the greens; virology and psychiatry etc., doesn't cause pause and the theories held?

Sure, the screens and drugs of all kinds or booze, keeps the lid on many lives but it's unraveling in our social midst. About to invite people for company and conversation into a small-shop I live above. Called Hand To Hand it'll be open for all three afternoons a week. If and when anyone comes they'll need to be curious and that's the challenge: Sheepie-heads have believed it's fixable by substances and few aren't medicated.

Know someone who was in a care home convinced they were pacifying the residents through the food. OK, not too probable and an unconvincing theory but he doesn't think through and how the various pills he's medicated are achieving what he reckons to observe?

What's the suggestion and a to-do?

Grow an appetite of curiosity.

Time to think is a precious satisfaction. Off-screens has helped me, although tomorrow will read the Lucy piece and comments,...and spit back something. All about enough time off and resettle our minds. The research is out there and the damage, it breaks me up talking to the young and knowing their mobile habits are causing a re-wiring and miss-firing. What's the outcome and fruit: lack of curiosity. The know-it-all because seen it all is the contemporary illusion to beat them all.

These days a split second is all the discernment time openness and curiosity vs. evasion and truth-resistance takes to manifest. The eyes and stare give it all away. Convinced it's not a easy day for the unthinking ones. Religious is the word to describe, 'bound up, and faking sincerity'.

We all do and done it, depends if we want to clear the mind of conflicts buried beneath our claims. This post is a typical release-me exercise that would rather people read who never met me. Strangers are surprising and the last big-challenge and motivation is being able to forget and move on. Am getting there.

So thanks for reading. A meandering free-write with an initial desire not to seek to impress.

Mission accomplished.

A recap (for me); Confession somehow/someone(?) and no hiding/fear; Land is the battleground and the moves to clear them; Shrew living is curious and interested in reality; Screens are the drug of the nations; Nations matter and/or like the cash-less attack to cause us to be done for..., but the fight and outcome isn't certain; time to think is health supreme, and; helping others is relief from self-obsession.

Don't care about much but God. Yup..., and with a song and relief. Grateful for time with and gaining in rest and rise-up.