Quotes About Awareness

All mothers have intuition. The great ones have radar.

Maybe it wasn't that he didn't want to talk about himself before now, she thought guiltily. Maybe it's just that I wasn't interested in listening.

If one keeps one's eyes open, it is possible to see things in many different ways.

I can see clearly now, my brain is gone. Lucy

I got a postcard from my gynecologist. It said, "Did you know it's time for your annual check-up?" No, but now my mailman does.

So tell the people that," he said. "The facts can all be validated through expanded thinking and concern for truth. The point is people need to know about mind control. They need to know what is happening to this country's education, mental health, and justice systems. They need to know what the New World Order agenda is about before NAFTA makes economic slaves of all of us. Armed with truth, there is no way to lose.

People would rather hold on to their illusions than face the truth." "It seems to me that people have to know their own truth before they can embrace someone else's," I philosophized. Mark elaborated, "The average public is socially engineered to the point where they no longer think to look within.

The positives from learning about mind control far outweigh the negatives," Mark agreed. "Good people have a right to the information on mind brain function. Once they realize the truth, they can assume the healing.

Mark and I were launching an international awareness campaign that would eventually result in thousands of letters from all over the world asking Governor McWherter "what does 'national security' have to do with the documented rape and molestation of a child's mind and body?

It looks to me that this community is being socially engineered and controlled to ignore the atrocities emanating from Bohemian Grove and through Aquino and the Presidio. Now that the people know they can't count on their self-appointed so-called 'elected' official for help and change, they can think to refuse to follow them.

In order to express the reality of my past, I would have to reach a public whose point of reference was deliberately distorted through social engineering.

To recite my poems to an audience is to be slapped awake by my limitations. I confront the infinite chasm between the audience's conception of Poet and the underwhelming evidence of me as that poet. I just don't look the part. Asians lack presence. Asians take up apologetic space. We don't even have enough presence to be considered real minorities. We're not racial enough to be token. We're so post-racial we're silicon.

The problem with silence is that it can't speak up and say why it's silent. And so silence collects, becomes amplified, takes on a life outside our intentions, in that silence can get misread as indifference, or avoidance, or even shame, and eventually this silence passes over into forgetting.

Already, "woke" is a hashtag that's now mocked, when being awake is not a singular revelation but a long-term commitment fueled by constant reevaluation.

Patiently educating a clueless white person about race is draining. It takes all your powers of persuasion.

I sometimes avoid reading a news story when the victim is Asian, because I don't want to pay attention to the fact that no one else is paying attention. I don't want to care that no one else cares. Because I don't want to be left stranded in my rage.

Minor feelings arise, for instance, upon hearing a slight, knowing it's racial, and being told, Oh that's all in your head.

Alcoff calls this self-examination "white double-consciousness," which involves seeing "themselves through both the dominant and the nondominant lens, and recognizing the latter as a critical corrective truth.

When Kochiyama found a waitressing job in New York, her black coworkers were the first to educate her about America's racist history. Finally, Kochiyama had a vocabulary, a historical context. What had happened to her wasn't a nightmarish aberration but the norm.

humor is godless and entirely human since humor runs counter to the sublime: instead of transcending, you are made acutely aware of the skin in which you exist.

I began to feel the whiteness in the room. If a neutral background color, say white, turned traffic-cone orange everywhere you went, you'd become chronically stressed and your mind would curdle like a slug in salt. That's how I felt. Only I had to pretend that I wasn't seeing traffic-cone orange everywhere.

As I try to move beyond the stereotypes to express my inner consciousness, it's clear that how i am perceived inheres to who i am.

But where does the silence that neglects her end, and where does the silence that respects her begin?

And white tears are why 63 percent of white men and 53 percent of white women elected a malignant man-child as their leader. For to be aware of history, they would be forced to be held accountable, and rather than face that shame, they'd rather, by any means necessary, maintain their innocence.