All Humans Are Addicts

If you realize it or not you are addicted.
Not just mildly addicted, but addicted to the point
of total insanity.

"Addicted to what?" I hear you ask.

You are addicted to unconsciously listening to a voice, which is
constantly babbling away in your mind.

Addicted to a voice that directs your actions, thoughts, feelings,
emotions and decisions. Addicted to a voice that is torturing you
and talking you into a lifetime of self-abuse.
Every moment of your life.

It is like you are sitting in a horror movie and you are wearing an
invisible virtual reality headset. You are listening
and reacting to everything that you hear through this headset,
completely unconscious of it most of the time. Your vision
is blinkered and blurred, so only the straight ahead view
is partially visible.

As the headset sends a verbal and sensory message into your body,
a knife appears in your hand and you thrust it into your own guts.

Then, with the blinkered view, the head moves around to see
who has stabbed you. There must be someone to
blame, it can't be your own fault. Your headset tells you that
you would never do that to yourself.

A face is found and blame is given to that One.

You thrust the knife again, as if you can cause pain to another, but again
the knife is thrust into your own guts. This time it is a conscious
thrust, but the unconscious kicks in as the knife goes in.

As that apparently separate One is just another aspect of yourself,
and is in reality the same One, all blame
is instantly reflected back to you in personal pain and suffering.

You look pleased with yourself and thrust the knife in again,
seemingly oblivious to the self-inflicted nightmare that is being
acted out. As if you are being clever or something.

There is blood everywhere. It is ugly, ugly, ugly but you have no
idea what you are doing to yourself.

You meet someone who is free of the headset. Their compassion wells
up for you and they suggest that you take the awful virtual reality
headset off. They are able to show you how to easily take this
awful headset off.

Their wish is to help you to see clearly what you are
doing to yourself, and with ease for a moment you are free from the
pain and see the insanity of your actions. You also see the beauty
of life in all of its glory and simplicity.

In the next moment, like an addict who needs a fix, you
snatch the headset back up. The knife appears in your hand
again and the thrusting into your own guts continues.

That One is now to blame for the pain and the withdrawal symptoms.

Twisted jokes are made and life goes on and on in the
self-inflicted hell, which is 'normal' daily living. There is always
another excuse to put the headset back on again and get
another hit of this drug.

To begin with the drug of the chattering mind feels as if it soothes
the pain. It promises glory, happiness and love. It is only after
a lifetime of failing to deliver, that on your deathbed you will see
the lie, at that point regret and remorse will flood in.

What a wasted life. This drug has sucked the marrow out of the
bones of your life and has left you tormented and in agony, with a
smile on the top for everyone to see.

Will you carry on pretending that everything is OK?

Will you let the chattering mind get away with it?

This drug of the chattering mind is ruining your life, and you are
so intoxicated by it that you don't even seem to notice.

There are moments when the light of truth shines
through and hope glistens on the horizon, and then those blinkered
headsets are back on, and you are trying to fill the gap and numb the
pain that they are causing once more.

Like any addict, it is only when you 'really' want to stop
that you will do what it takes to actually kick the habit.

You can know and understand all of the theory, of how it is your choice
and your creation for an eternity, but the real moves can only be
made when all parts of yourself have a
definite and definitive, committed YES to stop.

Half assed yes, will never work.

Half assed yes, will never get you through the tough times
without another hit of the drug to help you through.

Half assed yes, will have you back at the beginning over and over
again until the big, core deep YES is finally chosen.

It appears to take a lot of pain to inspire that big YES, that
commitment to fight until the finish and be free of the drug.
In truth the pain is not necessary and nor is the fight, but the drug
of the chattering mind has you under its spell.

The headset tells you that 'it's really hard if not impossible,
especially for me', 'the finish is a long way away' and 'maybe tomorrow
will be soon enough to start' or 'I don't know what she's talking
about, there's nothing wrong with me'.

Please take off the headset and kick the habit. It is a lie.

You can. Now.

If you are ready to kick the habit the 'How To' E-Book will show
you how to begin an easeful rehabilitation today.