Yesterday, the post in the picture caught my attention. I came across it absolutely by chance and it triggered some painful negative feelings in me. Something from the family that still nags me. I wanted to title my article - "About boyars and serfs and feelings that make me cold at math" - and then I thought... how embarrassing. As if the miserable serf in me spoke first and then someone else... two different lives, one of a serf and one of a rich man, contradicting myself and experienced long ago. Interesting perspective. I'm starting to analyze myself and write down the feelings that test me when I see this image and post. What caught my attention from the post was the expression on the character's face and the word "boyar" that bothered me... let's see what we get out of this and how we can take a step closer to financial abundance by cleaning up what comes out of this.
The expression on the character's face tells me "arrogance", "contempt"...and I feel hatred and anger. And then on closer inspection it tells me "sadness"...and I feel compassion. Hm...two different characters in me see something totally different in this image. The serf and the boyar in me, from my previous experiences, from my previous existences. The oppressed...and then the oppressor or the accomplice of the oppressor. It's like I understand both versions somehow. I understand both the hungry one who hates the rich and I understand the rich one who keeps in check the hordes of lazy and ignorant hungry people who are being robbed.
The word "boyar" makes me angry. Why are some boyars and others not? Why are some higher and others lower? How is this being above those who are not part of the category he was born into? I don't dispute his professional achievements, which I later read about, and I don't condemn the less honorable choices he made in life, which I read about again. I'm not interested in him as a person, but in the social category he belongs to, which I both detest and understand. I'm also annoyed by the comments on the post - the whole bunch of bowed-headed idiots crowding in front to be the first to kiss his hand, kneel down and shout "Happy birthday, boyar!" I'm not exaggerating - that's how people comment and that's the spirit of the herd. Nothing different from 100 years ago - just the medium for transmitting the related greetings. The peasants have remained humble and stupid...even if they now have Facebook accounts.
I am working, inspired by this post, on the following programs that I identify:
The rich are arrogant
The rich are contemptuous
The boyars are arrogant
The boyars are contemptuous
The rich despise the poor
The boyars despise the poor
I am a peasant
The peasants are poor
The peasants live hard
Life is hard for the peasants
The boyars stole my work
The boyars stole my wealth
The rich stole my work
The rich stole my wealth
The boyars took my abundance
The rich took my abundance
My abundance is with the boyars
My abundance is with the rich
I work for the boyars
I work for the rich
Peasants work for the boyars
The abundance and labor of the peasants go to the boyars
The abundance and labor of the peasants go to the rich
Peasants work hard
Life is hard for the peasants
Everything for the peasants comes hard and with great effort
The rich despise the peasants
The boyars despise the peasants
The rich despise the poor
The boyars despise the poor
The poor are treated badly and with disrespect
The poor are not people
The peasants are not people
The peasants are unhappy
The poor are unhappy
I am unhappy
I am despised
I am treated badly and with disrespect
The rich are evil
Boyars are evil
Rich are selfish
Boyars are selfish
Boyars are evil
Rich are evil
PS: I was interrupted 2 times when I was trying to follow the Theta meditation and rewrite the programs, so my subconscious didn't want to get rid of them so easily :)
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