28 Oct 2016 – What I found on the dog walk this morning (Little solider tag and flower) yesterday I saw “The Stage” (Avenged Sevenfold)

On the dog this morning with Kyle, Spot and Link, I found yet more symbolic messages from the God of my understanding – an artificial flower like you might find at a gravesite and a metal tag that simply said, “Little Solider” which in my mind came the phrase, “Like a Good Little Soldier.”

Found these on the dog walk this morning and I got the "hint."  Are we just Good Little Soldiers following orders or do we have our own minds, bodies and spirits?

Found these on the dog walk this morning and I got the “hint.” Are we just Good Little Soldiers following orders or do we have our own minds, bodies and spirits?

I served on active duty in the Unites States Air Force as a Personnelist for 16 years before being medically retired 16 Sept 2002.   In reflection of the awards, medals, plaques and other “souvenirs” I still have (I’ve thrown many of them away over the years out of lost of attachment), I was a “Good Little Soldier.”  Honestly, I wasn’t completely, because I was a conscientious objector and the only time I fired a gun an M-16,  for the United States military was at basic training for qualification….because I “had to” or they wouldn’t let me in to the service.

Right now, all over this planet, in one capacity or another whether it’s a person serving some military, some terrorist group, some cause, working for a police department or some security or special operations force….they all believe they are being “Good Little Soldier.”  Their cause or the cause they champion is just and righteous and any maiming, bloodshed, killing (murder) is ok because they have their orders and they have been taught very well to follow those orders or suffer varying degrees of consequences for disobedience.   When I speak of varying degrees I speak of everything from losing a job so they can’t support their family to being beheaded….extreme range.

There are also people on this planet that do not serve in these capacities but are still doing similar work.  They are the CEO’s of Fortune 500 companies, the Mayors, the Sheriff’s, members of Congress, the drug cartel leaders, the “other soldiers” who in some cases, seem to blindly following “orders” without questioning the authority or reasoning of those giving them.

It’s all the same to me.  We all have a choice of whom we serve, who’s order we “obey” and those we stand our ground against in acts of peaceful, mindful civil disobedience.  Who is your Master?  Are you just a “little soldier” or are you a human being with thoughts, feelings and emotions of your own?  Do you need to make time to find this out?

Yesterday afternoon Kyle’s brother Drew came over to visit for a little while before work.  He wanted to show us a song by one of his favorite bands Avenged Sevenfold.  He has seen this band in concert 2 times now – the first time he saw them was when he was serving in Iraq and the second time just recently here in Texas.  This video is full of powerful symbolism which immediately resonated with me and perhaps you can see it too if you take the time.

The Stage

So I arrived, naked and cold
A welcomed change from the abeyance of a ghost town catacomb
No need for counsel I appreciate the time I’m not alone
(Why don’t you get my lawyer on the phone)

There were days these child eyes
Would overlook the ugliness and fantasize
I found my heart for the first time and I awakened in me
I left myself to navigate, and oh I felt control
(It seems these sheep have quite an appetite)

Who is the crowd that peers through the cage,
As we perform here upon the stage?

As the boy became a man
In came a calm sophistication I can hardly understand
So lost in ego, didn’t notice when the time had slipped away
(Yeah, everybody’s got a sob story)

Jesus Christ, was born to die
Leave it to man to levitate his own to idolize
We’re simply sociopaths with no communication baby
I see your angle but we differ from our points of view
(So tell me, what’s your cross to bear?)

Who is the crowd that peers through the cage,
As we perform here upon the stage?
Tell me a lie in a beautiful way
I believe in answers just not today

Hope my wheels don’t abandon me now,
Seeing that I’m out here alone
I’m running out of fight
And the wind speaks a comforting voice,
Guiding me to her arms
Mother, I’m alright

It took the birth of sin to snake-rattle the mind
Before a blow to the head by the gavel of time
To wake up
Won’t you wake up?
When did the walking apes decide that nuclear war
Was now the only solution for them keeping the score?
Just wake up
Can’t you wake up?

(You do know this is just a simulation, don’t you?)

Who is the crowd that peers through the cage,
As we perform here upon the stage?
Tell me a lie in a beautiful way
I believe in answers just not today

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*It is the act of “ownership” that is the root key of all our suffering.  We came here with nothing and we leave with nothing – we own nothing we share everything.  Everything, to include our bodies, belongs to the Earth and to each other.   It is the concept of “ownership” that precipitates the false concepts of scarcity and division that lead to the mess we are in right now…..never ending wars.
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6 comments on “28 Oct 2016 – What I found on the dog walk this morning (Little solider tag and flower) yesterday I saw “The Stage” (Avenged Sevenfold)

    • When I told Kyle about it Easy, he said the same. All of us, in our ways of how we’ve been programmed, are little soldiers and sometimes the first war we need to end is within ourselves. Love to you my friend.

  1. We are born with nothing we don’t take it with us. If humanity could embrace this, I think we could all live more in unity. If we can let go and just live in the moment and not hold onto the “should of” Could of” what a glorious new beginning we as a whole could gain. There is nothing in my home of material that I could not let go of. The Earth is all in one.. Its gifted from the beginning of time to us. The fight seems to have no meaning, yet it doesn’t end.
    Love you Jackiet 🙂

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