A Basic Overview of Transegoism

A General Overview of the Principles of Transegoism
“C.E.’s Another Heaven,” by Gale Titus.
Although this explanation of the tenets of Transegoism is quite basic, there is an even shorter, more basic explanation that can be found here. Transegoism can also be explained in one sentence: it…

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WE ARE EVERYTHING

IMG_0663Short Story by Ari Juniper.

I remember a time when I felt powerful, and the world, the universe, vibrated at my feet. I was a sunflower sprout, stretching, reaching toward the bright energy above, drawing me in magnetically. A natural pull that made me know I was growing tall.

It all began with a seed, a thought pushed into the dark and fed by the world. The little idea began to shake, tumble, like a snowball pushed down a hill by gravity, the little seed gained momentum as it grows, gathers nutrients from the soil, and explodes.

The first step is hardest, we want to test the water before we jump. What if it’s cold? Hesitations and justifications like stones weighing our feet to the ground. But the seed, as it’s nurtured, pushes its little head toward the sky, slowly unveiling the light. Then we jump.

Head first is best, we’re thrown into the chaos, sending ripples resounding around us. Waves rock our bodies as we gain balance. But we can’t stop here. We choose now to swim, or sink.

Engulfed in idea, we begin to transform our visions into reality. I push my arms into the water surrounding me In any direction, I pull myself closer toward somewhere new.

I move slowly at first, as I feel how the water surrounds my body and how to best move through it. I roll over onto my back, breathe air into my lungs, and float in peace, letting thoughts and waves rock me. My arm is a pinwheel and my cupped hand is submerged, and I am moved. Then my other arm follows lead and begins to act in patterns, thoughts guiding actions guiding thoughts. I slide gracefully over the surface.

I appreciate the sky and begin to wonder what lies below the surface. I have almost forgotten what it was like before the jump and remembering makes me see how far I have come. I flip, taking in air as I submerge my body, reaching my arms below me into the darkness. I pull, like a rope guiding me up a wall, and my eyes are adjusting to the lightless world below.

lake sunsetI come up for air, keeping my eyes open to take in the light. Small steps give introduction to the unfamiliar, and as I explore, I am not afraid, for fear will pull me back to the shore. The little sprout never feared, for the sun was always there, telling the sprout, “all you must do is reach, then rest, and you will grow tall.” And so the seed stretched and shivered as it inhaled the life from the light, and when the light had gone to teach others, she would rest, awaiting another lesson.

As the seed grew into stalk, she learned about leaves, from her ancestors who speak to her through her own body. She found the leaves helped her to grow faster and stronger and so she made many. And at the center was the bud, the flower waiting to bloom.

As I float, moving through the water, this new world begins to feel natural as my body discovers and learns to be one with the medium. I begin to realize that all along I knew how to move but I just needed to throw myself into the waves and remember to move to stay afloat. my ancestors taught me how to swim as I mimicked their fins and trained my lungs to hold my life.

I dive again and see a fish dive below me, shaking his tail and body to propel himself. I see his way of moving is effective and try new methods of movement, slowly discovering better ways. I practice movement and reflect on my progress, and then resurface to rest and breathe.

Breath to energy; photosynthesis to light. I begin to see how I am the seed, slowly reaching and becoming more than a seed, but a stalk, a trunk, leaves, petals and more seeds. As I grow, my thoughts grow and I am able to know that one day I will send these new seeds, grown from another seed, out into the world, scattered in the soil to be nurtured as I was.

man-on-beach-at-sunsetAs the sunflower opens herself to the light each morning, her bright eye follows her muse across the vast blue ocean above and she shines, they shine together. I reach forward, my body submerged and moving toward the other shore. I am thankful for land and rest. As I pull my body, emerge from the depths, water droplets cling to my skin like burrs, soaking into my pores. I may be moving on from this pond but the pond has become a part of me now, just as the earth and sun become and create the sunflower.

I am the seed, the sun, the swimmer, the sea. I am my ancestors, the ancient biological knowledge that pulses in my veins. I am this place, the land below and sky above that nurture my body and soul and are home. I am the fish that shows me the way, I am the rain that quenches my thirst as I grow. I am myself, I am you, I am the universe, the stars and sand and energy. I vibrate at your feet, I am the world, we are all the world. We are everything. So, jump!

CHAOS THEORY

freedom-tower-progress-october-2012Article by Barbara Cornell

Syndicated from Barbara Cornell’s personal blog.

I can’t remember how many times I’ve said this to myself (so it must be true, right?): «All projects, no matter how huge in scope or complicated in nature, are merely a series of much simpler tasks.»

A trip to Mars or a trip to the mailbox differ only in the number of steps it takes to get there. If something ahead of you feels too overwhelming, it’s because you’re trying to tackle too big a piece of the project at one time. If at any point you feel like whatever mountain you have to climb is too tall, pull your focus back a little and re-evaluate. If it still feels too overwhelming, draw it back again. There have been days when the farthest out I could handle thinking about was, «Next, I am going to sit up. Not going to worry about whether I can actually get out of the bed yet, just working on sitting up right now.»

Can you go through your whole life with such short-sightedness? Clearly not. Long term planning is vital. But feeling overwhelmed will paralyze you to the point that you don’t even take care of the immediate, and it eats you alive.

I recently re-ordered checks for my business. For signature line message, I had printed:

«…And having done all, to stand.»
(Ephesians 6:13)

Do what you should do, and when you’re finished, stand your ground. It will be ok. I promise.

SOME PEOPLE JUST LIKE UGLY

Some People Just Like Ugly

Article by Barbara Cornell.

Syndicated from Barbara Cornell’s personal blog.

My mother took me out to buy shoes when I was I was maybe 9 years old, and while we were out I observed that there were a great many shoes that were functional, plain, ordinary but perfectly adequate, there were a few that were functional and pretty. And then there were a pair that were just astoundingly, inexplicably unattractive and dysfunctional as well.  As I recall they were some species of spike-heeled, platform wedge (yes, they were both), lace-up-the-side sneakers in a rainbow of baby-feces colors.  A lot of times, I can see something that I don’t especially like but I can, if I try, see how someone else might like it.  Maybe the color is not what I would choose or it’s more clunky or less practical than I like, but I can see how someone else might put less value on those qualities, but these shoes were just inexcusably unattractive, impractical and tortuously uncomfortable (yeah, I tried them on; I just could not wrap my head around them) to the point that I couldn’t even reason my way to how someone else could possibly find them desirable.  I showed them to my mother who said some of the most profound words I can ever recall hearing, «Some people just like ugly.»

I’m sure she was just expressing the thought that passed through her mind and never thought about it again, but I’ve thought about this innumerable times in the years since and they’ve explained so many things in so many situations.

Translation: «Some things that people believe simply cannot be explained in terms that make any sense.»

There are two issues that consistently get batted about that fall solidly into this categories: gun control and culturing uselessness among our citizens through redistribution.

make-models-in-ugly-clothesI’ll leave you with another pithy tome: A few years ago, I was the Controller for a logistics company whose safety coordinator was dead-set on purchasing «bump caps» for the forklift operators in the company as well as plexi-glass cages for the tops of the lifts.  This plan represented an outlay of capital in the neighborhood of twice the company’s best-prospect income for next three years.  I was strongly opposed to this «investment», not because I was more in favor of profits than the safety of our employees but because it was a complete waste of resources and actually increased the likelihood of injury compared to doing nothing.  The identified danger to our operators was in objects falling from the tops of their loads onto the forklifts.  It was an extremely unlikely hazard (there had never been even a near-miss in a million man-hours), but it was possible.  The average weight and height of something that could fall off the tops of the loads would easily break through plexi-glass and cause head damage to the employee, the «bump caps» and plexi-glass actually made accidents more likely, and increased the chance of injury.  We could have purchased actual hardhats and installed a different arrangement on the tops of the forklifts, but our study determined the cost would be quadruple the bump-cap and plexi-glass investment and would decrease the visibility and range of motion of the employees to the point that there would not be any improvement in safety.  I believed we should either bite the bullet and do it right or do nothing, because either option would be better for both the company and the employees than the middling proposal.  The safety coordinator was nearly in tears when she explained her reasoning: «Well, at least we can feel like we did something!»

She was perfectly clear that her plan served no purpose other than to make herself feel better when a jar of pickles crashed through the top of the forklift and crushed the skull of a forklift operator.  And, ya know, at least the guy could see it coming through the plexi.  I guess.

It’s long past time that we cease to labor under the delusion that arguing gun control and letting people earn their own living with logic, sense and facts will ever make so much as a dent in the problem and admit that those in favor of disarming the populace, paying to destroy peoples’ hopes and bankrupting the greatest nation in the history of the world have no honest belief that passing their legislation has anything whatsoever to do with crime prevention, protecting innocents or improving the lives of children.  It’s difficult to accept that there are otherwise reasonable people who will reduce their own safety, abandon their own freedoms and destroy their own homes simply so that they can feel like they did SOMEthing, even if that something simply puts a bulldozer to digging our own graves rather than slaving away with a shovel.  It will only be after we lay down our own self-deception that we can begin to see the reasonable courses of action.

Until then, we are as guilty of doing «something» just so we can feel like we didn’t do nothing as those who have given themselves over to the hysterics of «but what about the CHILLLLLDRRREEEENNNN!!!!»

POSITIVE PSYCHOLOGICAL MOMENTUM

526707_10151161308506608_1069795696_nArticle by Mark I Rasskazov.

Human power grows from positive resonance with the superorganism.  In a well-functioning system, intelligence, competence, and respectability are rewarded, because they increase the health and benevolence of the system as a whole.  This happens when the people in charge have an expansive sense of self which is well integrated into the system they guide (and great leadership is primarily the guidance of the led and the enabling of their success and personal power-integration).  This is the benevolence-power.  Unfortunately, all too frequently, we encounter a different situation in our institutions and organizations today — in the private world, and much more in the government organizations.  Too frequently, the super-organism has dysfunction stemming from the people at the top, and spreading inexorably to the bottom.

The reason that positive psychological momentum is so important is that it is the repository of mental positivity that makes us psychologically attractive to our fellow human beings — facilitating the human connections that make success more likely; and it feeds into our self-esteem, which increases self-confidence, without which it is impossible to exercise any conviction related to the truth as we see it — and without this, we are bound to become impotent victims of whatever current happens to carry us along; and the current of the zeitgeist today is carrying us swiftly over the edge of a rocky cliff.  If you want to be successful: be happy!

SnooksituationA dysfunctional system uplifts the ignorant, the sycophantic, and those that habitually engage in self-deception.  One cannot overestimate the importance of positive psychological momentum to the increase of personal power — and a dysfunctional system designs situations such that an intelligent, self-honest human being is kept in a constant state of self-defeating negativity, anger, and discontent.  This creates a natural advantage for those who are stupid and ignorant — and provides an incentive for the intellectually capable to adapt by engaging in constant self-deception — which, while making it easier to establish positive psychological momentum in the short term, undermines the bedrock of their character in the long-term, potentially stunting their intellectual development permanently; thus feeding back into the vortex of socio-intellectual destruction.

To overcome this, the Transegoist must relearn what our society has attempted to weed out of the human psyche: that his natural state is that of a predatory animal.  Most of the people that still have a predatory instinct are, incidentally, the same people who are the most successful in the system; the ones who are too stupid to be susceptible to the subtleties of the anti-humanist zeitgeist being brought to bear upon them in their schools, churches, and colleges.  The intelligent must rediscover their instincts — our eyes are at the front of our heads; we were designed by both God and nature to tear flesh from bone.

200px-Objectivist1Now, this is not to say that we should hunt people down, or commit acts of violence against innocents; on the contrary, we need to embrace our warrior spirits in resistance to evil.  And evil people have the instinct, not of a predator, but of a parasite.  A predator’s instinct is to weed out the weak.  A parasite’s instinct is to destroy the strong.  A healthy predator increases the viability of the superorganism.  A parasite destroys the superorganism by bringing the strong to their knees.  The parasitic and the weak have a symbiotic relationship: the parasite clears the way for the weak by destroying the strong, and the weak lend credence to the siren-call of the parasite by ineptly blundering into situations that make the arguments of the parasite seem rational.  Practically, the parasite is defeated by the strong when the strong recognizes, and hypnotically inculcates into his psyche: «I am superior to the system.»  Upon the integration of this thought into his soul — a process which takes years — the individual must proceed to think carefully about how to interact with the system.  There are three factors that must be taken under consideration:

1.  His rediscovery of his predatory soul enables him to shed false guilt inculcated into him by the parasitic educational system.  This frees his mind to reestablish positive psychological momentum.

2.  This momentum is sustained by identifying the elements of strength within the system and integrating with them.

3.  This momentum is protected by identifying when confrontation with weak people and dysfunctional superorganismal elements is either necessary, or worth the risk.

Successful implementation of this by superior individuals defeats systemic dysfunction.

It can be done.

If you are strong then exercise your will to take heart and take power.

Rise with us.

SNAKE MOM

mr_f0aef57b50a043Article by Barbara Cornell.

Syndicated from Barbara Cornell’s personal blog.

The anti-thesis of a tiger mom: snake mom.

I’ve been pretty disappointed in our culture for sometime, but I think this article was probably the low point.

Now, I’ve seen blog entries from women who claim that being the mistress to a string of married-with-children men is just a «life-style choice,» and that we should be just as respectful of their choices for relationships as anyone else.

I’ve had conversations with landlords who said they weren’t sure how to deal with renters who actually paid their own rent (because they’d never had a person whose entire support didn’t come from the state).

I’ve seen statements from our own government that instruct us that abortion is a reasonable birth control method.

But this woman has written an entire book on how it was perfectly reasonable to act on her «epiphany» that, after birthing and partially raising 4 children, she «didn’t want to be a mother anymore.»

«Sorry, baby, I changed my mind.»

She didn’t want to be a mother anymore.
She didn’t want to be a mother anymore.
She didn’t want to be a mother anymore.

Just like a Snickers, no matter how you slice it, it still comes up nuts.

1187056807-mAnd we are counseled to understand that that makes her a better mother because, when she was actually present in the lives of her children she «didn’t get to pick and choose which parts to be present for» and, after all, we accept when a man chooses not to be a father after the fact. She is, in fact, a «spiritual counselor,» paid to help people understand how to be better people. And she starts out by explaining that leaving your children to be raised by strangers because you’ve grown tired of it is not only acceptable, but a higher calling.

I have to wonder at what point does our culture become non-viable, and how far are we from that point? I can’t imagine we are far.