Traction and Distraction - 3
# 13.3 ~ Whose yoke are you hitched to?
~ On Dis - traction
One of the things very specific to the word “traction” is the suggestion, or even demand, for movement. It is about getting where One wants to go. If One is exerting energy but yet not moving in the direction that focus and intent is set upon, then One has failed to gain “traction”. If I were the “Evil One”, “not God”, I would do everything in my power to cause any and all to lose traction. This is the great “dis” that he has wielded upon us. To get us to do anything, but that, which will bring One closer to truth and life. And so he does. He distracts us into dis - traction. On the farm here, we are very aware of the difference and separation between traction and not - traction. When pulling an implement through a low spot, and it is uncertain as to whether One will make it through, or get stuck (loss of traction), One is very aware of the difference between success, and an afternoon spent getting un - stuck.
Dis - traction is the ultimate purpose of “not God”. If the true outcome of what He had to offer One for a life of service to him were revealed, the whole scheme would come crashing down. And so it is left to: trickery, deceit, sleight of hand, lies, and false promises of grandeur. By which He “takes you away” from acting in and for your true purpose of “magnificating” One’s reality through supplication to The Father!
magnificating: verb; the action executed by such an One, to elevate some thing, or some One, to the status of magnificence. “ArlenP Terms and Conditions 2023vol.1A ;-)” (if THEY can change word definitions, I can make em up)
This is where it gets a little complicated. How is it exactly, that by submitting One’s self, One’s will, over to the will of God, does One get to experience magnificence? It sounds more like another form of slavery and drudgery. I’ll let C.S. Lewis help us out here. From “The Screwtape Letters”, this is one of my favourites:
When He talks of their losing their selves, He means only abandoning the clamour of self-will; once they have done that, He really gives them back all their personality, and boasts (I am afraid, sincerely) that when they are wholly His they will be more themselves than ever.
It is important to clarify the view from which this statement has been made. It is made by Uncle Screwtape, a chief demon, who is writing to his nephew Wormwood, in an effort to educate him on how to deceive and distract the soul to which they have been appointed. Screwtape and Wormwood are demons, in the demonic realm where they see God as “The Enemy”. In the above quote, in the first sentence, “He”, is God The Father.
What I hear in this little section is that the true self, the expression of the divine that is a potential in each such an One, can only be revealed and enlivened in One who has overcome, sacrificed if you will, the ego/self will. This makes room for the The Father to express the divine in oneself, and that, is One’s true self. There is a type of “horse hitch”, that is called a tandem. In the picture below, you can see that rather than being hitched side by side in the form of a team, in this hitch there is one in front, and one behind. There is the lead horse and a wheel horse. The wheel horse follows the lead horse and his primary job is to drive, not steer. Driving in this sense is using traction to put his power to the ground. So when I give up the will of me steering and controlling the direction, that determines where I get to in my life, over to the lead horse, God, then we are truly pulling together. I know this analogy falls down a bit as there is always a driver with the reins, so who is controlling the show could be argued. The following of the lead, while still supplying One’s power and force, is the point I believe this illustrates quite well.
A quick re-cap of 13.1 and 13.2
Let’s look at what has been accomplished thus far in my little expose’ of the happenings with myself, NAME, Robynne (the woman acting as Prosecutor), a Judge, a couple of charges, and a requirement for “YOU” to attend Court in August 2022.
An event occurred wherein some pieces of paper were presented to me after I had a discussion around the points of jurisdiction with a couple of Officers, I had been kidnapped, then freed, Cynthia did some dancing with an Officer, and our truck was stolen.
We attended a plea hearing, with facts entered into court (Asseveration of Arlen Paul, 13.1), where I plead “Guilty to the facts” and the Judge entered a plea of “Not Guilty”, scheduled a trial, and lassoed me with quick title (not hogtied just yet).
Upon casting a broader net, to create agreements with any/all parties that might want to agree with me on standing, capacity, and status; emails were made and sent in the following manner:
An offer of “Agreement between Robynne and Arlen-Paul: as to Status” was sent to Robynne, this agreement is shown in #13.2 “What did you call me?
the same offer was made to the “Head Prosecutor” for the region, the woman Patricia and the Assistant to the Head, the man Barry
With no rebuttal and no response, agreement was accepted by myself and noticed to the parties by “Notice of Agreement”, shown in #13.2 “What did you call me?
My witnesses to the “Agreement between Robynne and Arlen-Paul: as to Status”, then sent a “Notice of witness”, from the witness to Robynne.
Followed by a “Witness Statement of Facts” sent from the witnesses to Robynne as a second Notice.
It is important to note the following about all these “Notices” and Parties:
Think of each agreement as a vehicle going to a destination. Riding in the vehicle there are several people; men and women. There is a discussion going on which is the original agreement, “Agreement between Robynne and Arlen-Paul: as to Status”. Arlen and Robynne are having the initial discussion about all the points contained within that agreement. They agree to all the points/no rebuttal. Arlen says, so to be clear; we have formed an agreement (the second notice). There is no rebuttal or challenge, the two parties have formed an agreement. Sitting in the back seat of the car or spaceship or whatever, are another two men or women that will act as witnesses to that specific conversation/agreement. At this point, everyone gets out of the spaceship/car/vehicle and bids adieu.
The first witness then gets into another vehicle with Robynne, then offers their statement, “Notice of Witness to Agreement between Robynne and Arlen-Paul: as to Status”. When Robynne does not refuse/rebut/challenge the offer of witness, the witness then follows up with a second notice in the form of “Witness Statement of Facts”. This document, when unrebutted or challenged forms the separate and different agreement between Robynne and the witness. Then everyone departs the spaceship/vehicle and carries on with life as we know it. This same little ride, discussion, and agreement scenario would be repeated for each witness and Robynne.
What is forged here, is not only the original agreement between Arlen and Robynne, but a second and third/fourth/etc. agreement between Robynne and each witness. Each party: Arlen, witness 1, witness 2, and perhaps even witness 3 have separate individual agreements with Robynne. And to be clear once again, this whole space travel vehicle analogy is repeated with each man or woman, in this case, Patricia, Barry and each of the witnesses to those agreements. In this analogy, each vehicle and trip with the specific participants, encapsulates each agreement.
I chose to “cast a broader net” in my situation, as there was proof that the Prosecutor’s Office was prepared to play some games with me. I felt it appropriate to engage with higher levels of this Office, such that shenanigans could not be played.
Meaningfulness of the “Private Agreement”
When we arrived at Court that morning in early August of last year we had no idea of what to expect. I had filed all my documents into the Court, although they had not been “officially” received and stamped by the Clerk and separately had arrived at an agreement with the woman , Robynne, acting as Crown Prosecutor. All of the documentation that formed the agreements with Robynne, were not filed into court, as they were agreements in the private between men and women, but were made available to the public as they were published on my website.
Let me describe what I see as some energies that are moving in all of this. By citing Christs directive, of resolving your conflicts before needing a magistrate, I brought another party into the agreement. Now perhaps Robynne was neither a Christian or a believer at all, but by noting that I was acting on the commission of the Chief of my faith, brings weight and force to what I had offered within the agreement. Even if that weight and force was only to fortify my convictions. Further, if One reads the agreement and all of the details, One will see that it is more of a report of data, not opinion. I am not saying in that document, that: really, I’m a nice guy and she should just let me break her law(s) (statue codes actually) because it would just be easier for everybody. It is an assemblage of points of order that are contained in “her law”, the statute codes, International Treaties, Criminal Code, rules of Court, etc. and “my Law”, my Bible and the words of Christ and The Father. And the best part is, these two forms of “law” are actually in agreement. That such an One is only subjugable by their own determination. That One cannot be forced to be a slave. That One can choose to accept the “Right” of recognition as a person before the law — or not! This is VERY powerful stuff.
Each such an One has the opportunity, by choice, to awaken from our distraction and folly, the chasing of every little shiny trinket or quest for power or fame, and to see the light of truth, to know who One actually is, and maybe even come to a clearer comprehension of what One is here for.
Now if Robynne had breached her agreement with me and the witnesses, she would have a problem. She would have acted against my faith and my God. As I said, maybe she has a different God, perhaps it is knowingly or otherwise, “Not God”. But as she had not made any disagreement or action against our private agreement, we had an accord. That conglomeration; meeting of minds, begins to have a force of its own. I created it, she approved of it, our energies were in harmony. The thing about harmony, two or more notes concurrently sounded to a pleasing affect, inviably creates something new which is not present in either singular voice or expression. Overtones become present when the two sounds begin to blend, new pitches or vibrations are created by the interfacing energy. It truly is a case where 1 + 1 = more that 2!
Mathew 18 verse 20, KJV: For where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them.
I had never considered that it could be The Father, and/or his Son, that begins singing those overtones when we act in harmony.
Robynne would also, literally have put herself in jeopardy if she chose to breach her agreement. When she agreed to “put up (her) your public indemnification bond as surety” she exposed herself to risk, which is exactly why this bond exists, and specified that she had full knowledge of this risk and was willing and able. This meant that the pathway to enforce penalty for her breach was clear and specified. Again, yet more more energy.
So it is due to traction that movement is created. Hopefully the movement is in the direction and for the purpose of One’s intent, even though sometimes, One gets to a much better place, by happenstance or a slight adjustment by an unseen hand.
Back to our previously scheduled program
One of the documents that I had submitted that I did not cover in the last post was a new idea to me. It has to do with volunteering and unvolunteering.
This document is rather self explanatory and was submitted into Court for the plea hearing along with the Asseveration. We’ll cover more on this later.
Arriving at Court on the 8th of August, last year, 2022, I happily found that Robynne was in fact acting as Crown Prosecutor that day. I confirmed with her that she had received all of my emails regarding our agreement, to which she replied yes and mumbled something about it having no bearing. She then produced the Disclosure package which her office had refused to send me, as well as stack of paper, two inches thick, with little yellow sticky tabs pointing out in all directions from many sections of the stack. She claimed that this, the stack of papers representing previous judgements and decisions regarding the “type of information” that I was using, was what she intended to use against me. She was suggesting that all of my communications were to no avail, or at least something like that. As per usual, they make “people like us” wait until the end of the day, so we: Cynthia, myself, and two witnesses got as comfortable as we could on the benches in the lobby of the courthouse. Some very significant and unexpected things then unfolded before our eyes.
I had a look, for the first time, at the police report that the Officer had filed, as well as a few other sundry details about that afternoon in April. A quick review of the stack as well, yielded nothing more than I expected, gibberish, a lot of it, about how the Court does not have to obey the treaties and codes etc. Unfazed, I carried on in “funnel on the top of my head mode”. That is what I use when I am asking the Holy Ghost to provide me with answers and knowledge in sticky situations. I figure since I have a puny little brain, the funnel will make it easier to get it to trickle into my consciousness. I shared with Cynthia how the Officer had described in his report, that he had found the Passport that I hold, “laying openly in plain sight”. It had been in fact, inside my wallet, which was safely inside the closed glove box. Cynthia just grinned and said “wow”. We had arranged with the Bailiff to make sure to let us know when we were getting close to our turn.
After waiting for a few hours, our ears were pricked; or maybe something trickled down that funnel? A woman, who appeared to be some kind of assistant to the clerk or prosecutor or something, came out of the Courtroom talking on her cell phone. She was talking to what sounded like the RCMP detachment, claiming to be looking for Officer Keegan, the one who filed the report and who was their witness in these events. She said she was having trouble getting in touch with him, when the door to the Courthouse opened and in walked Keegan and his partner. Up the stairs they came and proceeded directly into the Courtroom with the court assistant. Several minutes passed, when the Courtroom doors reopened and out walked Keegan, partner in tow, and down the steps they went heading toward the door. Cynthia loudly proclaimed — “KEEGAN! you LIED!” — both Officers froze as if caught by their mother with hands in the cookie jar. He looked down, paused, and continued out the front door of the Courthouse.
Shortly thereafter, they called us in as we were next. The Judge, a woman this time, sat concentratedly smiling, the prosecutor stood somewhat nervously. They called the issue, to which I arose and said “I am here for this”. The Judge immediately said, can you guess it, “Mister X (insert family name here)”! I frustratedly responded. “I have already been through this with the Prosecutor and her Office, I am not a Mister, I do not claim such title, or any other title, and I do not identify as - a Mister!” She VERY quickly accepted my offer and asked, what would I like her to call me? I briefly paused, funnel flowing, “my Mother, gave me the name, Arlen Paul”. Again quickly she replied, smile painted on, “we’ll go with that then” and her gaze shifted to the prosecutor. Robynne quickly said, “The Crown wishes to withdraw charges as it feels a guilty verdict will likely not be possible. This is due to the WITNESSING OFFICER NOT BEING AVAILABLE TO COME TO COURT”!!!!!!!
The Judge transferred her gaze to me once again, with smile still painted, and fawningly said “are you happy that now you get to go home and enjoy the rest of your day?” To which I replied, “I am NOT HAPPY!, about how any of this went” and walked out.
No charges, no fines, no anything, other than the wonderful opportunity for me to learn and practice. I shared previously, how when I was in that cell for one hour, and that my release, I felt anyways, came down to - me not contracting with the Officer that I was either a US Citizen or a Canadian Citizen, but declaring that I was a citizen of God’s Creation. Likewise, when smily Judge began proceedings with the “Mister X (insert family name here)”, if I had agreed to her offer, that I was willing to act as or for this Mister she spoke of; that meant a person/NAME/Corporation which is bound by all the codes etc. by way of voluntary submission would be the party standing in her Courtroom. And following this, the agreement that I had with Robynne could/would be waived as my status as a man had been waived, by my performance as a Mister, which would trump all written agreements, witnessed, emailed or otherwise. It really does come down to performance.
Have it good,
Arlen
P.S. I almost forgot to mention the type of tires I used to get me through this “low spot”. When it was time to: put rubber to road, power to ground, convert the torque and horsepower of my motor into propulsion, it was my faith that created the traction. Standing in the light of God and truth. Present throughout my private agreement with Robbyne, and most importantly in my consciousness, the knowing that I am a living child of God, not one of the walking dead Corp(se) fictions. It was that consciousness that heard the offer, to Mister; and my faith that no matter what was to happen next, that if I chose God and followed his truth, that He would give me the strength to stand, as a man holding His hand.