Alia’s Comments: I am re-posting this from Jean Haine’s site.
I do not agree with everything that Bradley Loves posts, so I do not give a blanket recommendation to all his material, although he is helping to reveal much that has been hidden from the masses.
This particular message I resonated with completely and feel that it is important for those who want to “do something” but don’t know how they can make a difference to realize that the “doing” can be as simple as saying: “I do not consent” while watching TV in your own living room.
If each of us consciously withdraws our “consent,” our “agreement” from vaccines, war, GMO foods, Rx drugs, corporations posing as people, etc., I believe that we can have a profound effect on our “collective reality” and thus on our world.
YES — I believe it is THAT simple. Try it. Withdraw your consent — with loving conviction (not contempt or anger) and let’s see what happens.
(If you would like to see more of Bradley’s work, Jean’s site is a good resource through January 2015. Bradley just opened his own website which you can visit HERE.)
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I was visiting some friends of mine only yesterday. These friends are not very much into the “spiritual science” of what’s really going on inside of our reality, but were instead just watching the news, and were listening to the daily report about the civil war going on in the Ukraine just like millions of other Americans.
My heart is always saddened deeply when I think that “certain men” —for power, control and money, are literally causing a very real war to occur – in order to solidify their hold on resources and assist in their larger goal of creating a New World Order.
Silently, as I watched, I said, “I DO NOT CONSENT to this ongoing battle — nor to this ongoing war! I remove ALL SUPPORT for this crime against humanity!”
“What are you doing?” one of them, a man named Jason, asked me curiously.
Mustering a bit of courage, I told him that I had just “removed my consent” from the war that was going on inside of the Ukraine.
“What?” he responded.
“I removed my consent!” I repeated confidently.
“What good is THAT gonna’ do?” he asked.
I breathed deeply, smiling. “Well, he did ask!” I thought to myself, so “time for a teaching moment!”
The years and years of mind control and brain washing were totally visible in his eyes, as well as the endless millions of teachings of powerlessness — of individuality — and lack of understanding about how our world and how the universe we live in really works were all present on his face.
I took a quick moment to loathe* the ELITES who I knew had fabricated this control system of thinking — only to serve themselves and their masters. (*Alia – I do not consent to the loathing part — loving conviction is my preference.)
“THAT WAR can only continue” I stated confidently ”because a certain critical percentage of the people in the world believe it is NECESSARY!” I added, measuring each and every word carefully. “Reality is collectively created by us all!” I finished.
“But there is nothing that we can do about what is happening halfway across the world!” he said.
“THAT OPINION is based on lies and a faulty understanding of your own power!” I told him.
“What takes place here, or what is ALLOWED to take place here — is based completely upon the conviction and on the belief of the people who live inside of this reality.” I said.
“Therefore, this war, or any other war, for that matter, can only occur — if enough people in the world think it is necessary. This is what the real purpose of the MEDIA is…” I paused here for dramatic effect, “it is to tell us WHY WE NEED TO BELIEVE A WAR IS NECESSARY!”
I looked into his blank stare, so I continued on.
“The media is there to CREATE CONSENT within the minds of the viewing public!” I repeated.
“How are they doing that?” he asked.
“They are doing that by telling you step by step, exactly how and why you NEED TO FORM AN OPINION in a certain way, about a certain issue, so that you can then come to pre-ordained conclusion that they want!” I replied.
“That sounds like MIND CONTROL!” my other friend, Randy, who had been listening carefully, busted in.
“Thank you!” I looked at him and smiled. “Welcome to the end of the “thought process.” I said, stealing a line from a famous television character named “House!”
“It is exactly that!” I added, pointing at him and giving him a nod of encouragement.
“Okay, so YOU’RE SAYING,” he said in an exaggerated tone, “that if enough people did not believe in what the NEWS was saying, that the wars could not happen?”
“No,” I replied, “What I am saying is that regardless of what the NEWS is saying — right or wrong — because I am an “integral part” of the consciousness of the planet — and am connected to every other person here — THAT IF I DO NOT CONSENT — to something happening, it removes part of the “possibility” for it to ever occur. And if ENOUGH people could think in this way, then there is literally NOTHING that could happen that is evil, because there would be NO SUPPORT for it.”
“Wait, I don’t get it!” Randy said looking confused. “I’m just one guy! My opinion doesn’t count!”
I sighed and measured my words carefully. “No, you’ve been TAUGHT all of your life – by others – who were in truth lying to you, that you have no POWER, and that your opinion does not count! As a matter of fact, your opinion counts more than you will ever know!”
“How so?” he asked.
“You are a single cell of a much larger single body called humanity! The thoughts and beliefs that you hold as true — will have a certain affect upon the entire body of humanity — whether they are aware of it or not! And, if enough cells of the body of humanity hold a certain “belief” then it overrides the rest of the cells and becomes the predominant thought form, or the predominant WILL of the whole — or the group.” I said.
“What are you — some kind of nutty professor?” Jason asked me. I smiled at him bravely.
“Okay guru.” Randy said to me, “So you’re saying that the NEWS is lying to us only to get us to think in a certain way — is that it?” “Yep” I replied.
“Why would he do that?” he said pointing to the very stiff looking news presenter on the screen.
“He’s reading a tele-prompter – a script!” I said. “He has no idea if what is on that script is true or not! He’s probably thinking more about going home and having a beer than anything else while he’s reading the stuff. He does NOT CARE whether it is true or not true — he just gets paid to read the lines — nothing more!” I told him.
Randy and Jason looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Still I persisted.
“Did you used to believe in Santa Claus, The Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy, when you were kids?” I asked. They both nodded.
“And now you don’t because you know better,” I continued, and again they nodded.
“Well, now you KNOW that most men or women reading the NEWS to you on TV have no clue about what they are reading — and don’t know if it’s true or not — they just read it.”
“This all sounds like a lot of WORK!” Jason said shaking his head and holding it as if it were in pain.
“What — you’d rather see WARS all over the planet?” I asked in an indignant tone!
“No…” he said sheepishly. “Then why not try it my way?” I asked. “What have you got to lose?”
“I don’t think it will work!” he said honestly.
“AND THAT IS WHY YOU WILL FAIL!” I said borrowing a line from my favorite Jedi – Yoda!
“What?” he said.
“DO – OR DO NOT – THERE IS NO TRY!” I replied, stealing even more lines from Yoda.
“Judge me by my SIZE do you – and where you should not – because the FORCE is my ally!” I continued to talk like Yoda —
“OKAY! YODA!” Jason grinned.
“There is a point to this,” I said, “You have been wrongly taught that you HAVE NO POWER! What do you think that the Luke Skywalker character was thinking as he was being taught by Yoda?” I asked.
“That he had NO POWER!” Randy chimed in trying to sound more intelligent than Jason. “And when did he finally “get” his power?” I asked them both.
“When he started to BELIEVE THAT HE HAD IT!” I said finishing the thought because they both seemed stumped.
“Let me tell you a story about REAL POWER!” I told them both. “My younger brother, a boy who was very spiritually awakened at a young age — thanks to me — but was also very much into watching football on television — was watching a very important game when he was no more than 13 or 14 years old between two teams — one which he loved, and the other than he did not love .”
He knew (because I had taught him this) — about the POWER of his words and the POWER of his thoughts and because he was just a kid, and did not have too many other influences that he respected — really believed in it!
The game was set to end, and hinged on a short field goal kick by a man who played for the “other” team, and who had not missed a field goal kick that entire year!
My younger brother stood up — looked at the TV, and spoke loudly and confidently — “Under my power and authority — YOU ARE GOING TO MISS THIS KICK!
My older brother who was sitting next to me stood up suddenly as if he’d been hit by a thunder bolt!
“What did you just do?” he cried! “I felt that in my whole body — he’s gonna miss now!” he said looking helplessly at the rest of us!” My younger brother just nodded happily — “I know!” he said.
My older brother was very traditional — and for him to stand up like that, and cry out — was not only the mark of confusion, but of one who did not truly understand as of yet the power of words and the power of directed thought, but somehow at the same time KNEW that what had just been said, was both certain, and without a doubt, going to have a real affect!
We all watched as the ball was thrown back and the kicker came up —kicked the ball and sent it totally off to the side as if he’d miss kicked it somehow.
“Oh My God — IT’S NO GOOD! ” the announcer said on television. That was such a short field goal — he’s never missed anything like that all year long!” the confused man droned on.
My younger brother was giddy — and jumping up and down with delight as his team won the game!
“Well now I’ve seen it all — YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE DONE THAT!” my older brother said to my much younger one, pointing his finger at him — you interfered in the game!” he scolded him.
“How did I interfere?” the younger one asked. “Well I don’t know — but you did!” the older one said adamantly shaking his confused head in disbelief at what he’d just seen.
My younger brother looked at me for support. I smiled at him lovingly, but shook my finger at him as if he’d been a naughty child, “You are not meant to use your power in that way!” I said softly.
“Well this other team – DID NOT DESERVE TO WIN,” he defended himself. I only helped just a little!” he added —sort of seeking some forgiveness.
“That didn’t really happen,” Jason looked at me.
“OH YES IT DID!” I said adamantly, my father, who was watching the whole thing unfold was so confused by it – he just didn’t know what to think for the rest of the day! I think it scared him!” I said.
“What do you think would happen if just only a few people on EARTH WITH REAL CONVICTION looked at the television when the NEWS was on and being read out simply said, “I DO NOT CONSENT TO OR SUPPORT THIS WAR!” and really meant it?
“How is it even possible?” they both asked helplessly.
“We all live inside of a magnetic hologram – which can produce any type of reality that we collectively see fit to produce! The more of us that think about and really crave true FREEDOM – the sooner it will manifest. Those who don’t want that are using every means of MIND CONTROL that they know of to keep the rest of the public at large from finding out that THEY EVEN HAVE THIS TYPE OF POWER!
“Ultimately,” I said wrapping up the conversation with my friends, “you will never know what kind of POWER you really have, until you start trying to USE IT! And when you’ve cleared your mind of ALL DOUBT — and understand that you are a very powerful creator being – as my little brother did many years ago — the world will literally bend to your thoughts and desires!
“Is it so hard to try?” I asked. “Each and every time you see something happening that you don’t really approve of — just simply say these few words: “Under my power and authority —I DO NOT CONSENT TO THAT” I asked.
They both simply stared.
All my love