There is something that horrifies me how people nonchalantly say we have to vote and choose the lesser of evil. What a way to continue to disempower ourselves. What a way to continue the political slavery rigmarole. What a way to protect a few political careerists. What a way to citizens into submission.

When a society becomes reduced to voting for the lesser of evils, you know it has been brought down to its knees. Since when do we, miracles of the Universe, should choose the lesser of evils? On this planet? What a joke. We have so much potential. We are constant miracles in the making. We do not even aware of how many muscles in our feet move to allow us to walk. Yet we do it with ease, at least, for those who can walk. Men were sent to the moon, or not, with as little as a pocket calculator. There are more solutions than obstacles yet the silent majority continues to sheepishly reduce itself to choosing the lesser of evils.

As the US voting circus is unfolding its machiavellian death-spiral, it is fascinating to see that after decades of left and right parties that have held complete control of this country, we still talk of democracy. Democracy was never reduced to only voting for the lesser of evils every four years and supporting a high-flying class of political careerists representing an occult ruling class. Democracy was about you and I stepping up to the plate as citizens of a greater part and then go back home to our families.

We are being asked once again to choose what we want and voice our wants and needs, not to debase our societies by voting for the lesser of evils. Perhaps if people read the constitution, things would be a little clearer?

This post is going to be rough. It highlights the complacency of the so-called "silent majority".

It is a rough translation from an email I received. It speaks volumes to me because I react, I call in, I write about it, I say something about it when most people around me shrug their shoulders and say it is life. No, it is not life. It is life becoming and we are not disempowered. We can choose to say: "I don't like it. Three is something wrong here. It should not happen." And when more than one person says no, citizens reclaim their disenfranchisement.

Before I translate this, I wanted to explain where I come from. We should always do this. We come to the table fully loaded with previous experiences that shape the way we see life and reason. These are some of mine.

I was molested as a six or seven year-young kid. While the act was traumatizing, what followed was worse. The authorities did nothing. They told the perpetrator that they knew who he was and that he could never come back to the city. That was it. I stepped up to the plate like a good little soldier wand was left behind... It was in the 1970s and things have changed since, but not as much as they should. Ever since,

I grew up to be leery of authorities, adulthood, justice, and what we are taught, how we are raised, and everything that we are told is good and wrong in our society. I have lived in many parts of the world and all societies have their weaknesses. That is why I raise my voice. I say when I see or hear something. I call out bullyism.

This email is from a German who has since passed away. It highlights how the silent majority is responsible for letting things get horribly wrong. Without calling for a rise to arm, an intelligent citizen is one who calls out when there is something wrong and does not just shrug shoulders saying it's life.

Just chill out, would you? That's the thought that pops in my head feeling I am stuck not quite knowing where I need to go.

It is strange. I have the perfect opportunities showing up in my career life but not rushing in. In fact, I have no juice for it. Although it feels as if something is coming out of the dark tunnel, it is not quite clear enough to say "I'm home!" I look at my natural talents and my passions to see where they can be best used. But I cannot see very clearly at this moment. I could beat myself up or simply take a step back and wait.

It is scary to take a step back when surrounded with incertitude. And that is basically it. Things are changing and not too many understand where anything is going.

One thing is for sure. I want peace. I want a change. I want something new. I hate to leave behind something I loved and earned my place with, but I feel it is time. I am just not sure what, where, and when. So I will sit on the dock of this bay, watching time go by until the doors open again. And that is one weird feeling of being inactive!

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