Tag Archives: The Prisoner

Burning Bridges

By jackcollier7 on October 22, 2018 | 20 Comments

It’s no measure of health to be well-adjusted to a sick society.

Perhaps all organised and populist civilisations are sick, or perhaps it’s just the one I seem to be living in right now. And it may be that there’s something wrong with me, rather than most of the rest of the people on this planet. But whatever the background noise may be, there is no doubt in my mind that this 21st century society is unwell, psychotic, and insane ~ and perforce I have to live in it.

Maybe I should just stop paying attention to the news, which is usually filled with trivia about the celebrities of the day, crap about catastrophic anthropogenic climate change, political scandals, and sports. None of which is going to make one iota of difference to my life. I strongly suspect that nothing you read in the news today will make a scintilla of difference to your life either.

It would seem that I have a simple choice; to fully engage with modern society and everything in it, or just reject society, burn my bridges, and go on my own way.

No choice at all really.

Anyone with true self-awareness is going to realise that the only path through life that is right for them is their own. That they should strive not to fit in with the habits, mores, and flawed ethics of modern society, but instead strike out on their own. Not being part of the herd gives one a feeling of liberation and being in charge of what is happening in your life ~ of being a leader and not just another sheep in the flock.

For me, it is time to break free of the limitations I have accepted for myself, by trying to conform to what I ‘think’ I should be doing; what family, friends, and the rest of society says I should be doing. Stop trying to ‘fit in’, stop giving to charity, think before I pay my bills, and stop saying ‘sorry’ all the time.

Some say there is safety in numbers. And, that daring to be different is something only bad people do. All I know is that I’d rather be a wolf than a sheep.

Dare to be different and discover just how much you can enjoy life.

Don’t be a prisoner of society. Just don’t get yourself arrested.

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

big charites are rotten to the core

Posted in: Climate Change, Lifestyle, Manage Yourself, Personal Style, Psychology, Spirituality | Tagged: Big Charity, interpersonal relationships, Society, The Prisoner, Urban Survival Skills for Men

do not be just another sheep in the flock

By jackcollier7 on July 17, 2018 | 8 Comments

To really live, first escape from the prison you made for yourself.

Some change, some significant shift in the way I think and feel has allowed me to better understand the infinite intricacies of life, to see my true inner self, and consequently gain a much greater self-awareness and feeling of self-confidence.

I firmly believe that I can now rise above the obstacles and pit-falls of this crazy chaotic life in a determined and assertive way. I know that I can follow the warrior’s path to happiness and genuine fulfillment. Quite suddenly and unexpectedly, there is a forceful and innovative energy bubbling away in the depths of my subconsciousness. Taken together this means that, since my return from a weird vacation in Turkey, I have a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to strike out on my own, to feel confident and liberated, in control of what is happening in my own life.

I have always had a great deal of financial freedom, but emotionally and spiritually I have been utterly repressed, a prisoner of my own inadequacies and the negativity of others. Now I need to engage my true strengths and inner abilities ~ I guess working out how to do that may take a little longer than I think.

I have always had a strong character and a strong will, but always seemed to be afraid of leaving the well established fortress of my comfort zone. I believe that I am no longer fearful of releasing my strong will and doing things quite differently from other people.

In my life it’s been much easier to follow the flow of everyone else, but that route will never allow anyone to reach their destiny and discover their own ultimate truth. It seems now is the time for me to become more of a leader, and less of just another sheep in the flock,

Perhaps it really is time for me to break free of the limitations I have created for myself, and others have created for me, by trying to conform to what I think I ‘should’ be doing. You can please some of the people most of the time if you do what they want, but no matter what you do, you can’t please all your family and friends all of the time.

To begin with, my new and different attitude felt rebellious and disrespectful, but I now know that if I don’t dare to be different, I will never realise just how much I can enjoy This Life.

Some say that you only get one chance to remake your life into what you have always wanted it to be. And, that everyone who is close to you will do everything they can to stop you from breaking away. All I know is that I can and will do just what my destiny calls me to do.

I am no longer a prisoner, I am a free man.

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

sometimes all you need is a very cool car

Posted in: Lifestyle, Personal Style, Psychology, Spirituality | Tagged: Borderline Personality Disorder, interpersonal relationships, love, men and women, self awareness, Self Development, Spirituality, The Prisoner, Urban Survival Skills for Men

I am not a number

By jackcollier7 on February 4, 2017 | 1 Comment

I am never going back into a box.

Back in the day I used to attend a lot of meetings, conferences, conventions, seminars, and social events where I was expected to wear a badge, a name-tag, a label. After a while of feeling both self-conscious and controlled, I took to refusing to wear a name-tag. Even back when my livelihood depended on it, I was uncomfortable wearing a label for the convenience of others.

Some people; judgmental, condemnatory, negative, supercilious, disdainful people, like to know all about you so that they can categorise you, and put you into a safely inferior box. They ask personal questions; ‘Where are you from?’ ‘Who are your people?’ ‘Where do you live?’ ‘Where did you go to school / college / university?’ ‘What do you do?’ ‘How much does that pay?’ ‘What do you drive?’ are but of the few of the very personal things I’ve been asked in my time.

To a very reserved, very polite Englishman, all of those questions are rude and intrusive.

Some people want to know all about you for one set of self-serving interlocking reasons. Are you worth talking to? Are you important? Are you inferior or equal to me? What can I get from you? Is it really worth my time getting to know you?

Some people are not interested in you as an individual. All they are interested in is where you fit on the bell-curve of social standing in their narrow-minded little world.

Should I wish to do so, I find it very easy to be charming and manage my behaviour, conversation, and attitudes to fit in with just about anyone, in any group, in any social situation. I had the very best training and motivation in the world to teach me to do just that ~ it was an integral part of my job, and my job paid more money than even a grasping trophy wife could spend.

But all that’s just chasing shadows of meaningless instant gratification. Chasing instant gratification is not good. Now I live in a more meaningful and more spiritual world. Today, I will not change my outward behaviour, conversation, or attitudes to fit in with what you like, or what your group expects, or what your friends and family think is acceptable, or to fit nicely into your accustomed social situations.

To do that again would mean me becoming a false man, the man in the mirror, a shadow man, a man of straw. It isn’t going to happen.

To be questioned, probed, inspected, examined, studied, judged, categorised, designated, classified, and labeled is demeaning. A decent person shouldn’t do it to another, and a confident person shouldn’t allow it to happen.

I’m not going back into someone else’s box, not ever again. I will not be badged, numbered, labeled. I am not a number, I am a free man.

these thoughts are mine, and mine alone

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net