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Footwear for the Cripples and the Blind?

 Footwear for the Cripples and the Blind?


A Delooze News Item

By Matthew Delooze

This news is for those that know me or those that have been on a journey of spiritual enlightenment.

Those that know of me know of the Parables I have delivered in the past. I am delivering another one today. I realise only too well that most folks won’t give any parables a second thought, least of all those delivered by me. But I don’t really deliver them for the many. I only deliver them when I have too. Indeed I actually sent a smaller version of the latest parable, I am delivering to you today, to a friend of mine recently. I was initially only going to publish it in my final writings at a later date, but I have changed my mind. I therefore believe that some people somewhere need to read it now.

It was only recently that the subject of fears and doubts over spiritual journeys and any desires truth seekers have in seeking the truth were being discussed between a friend and me, hence the latest parable being created. I believe the process of having many fears and doubts during true spiritual awakenings is unavoidable and any true awakening will be continuously traumatic within the person going through one.

There will always be such a conflict appear within anyone on any journey that involves a spiritual change in a material world.

Over the last few years I have heard from many people that are in severe emotional conflict within themselves, indeed on my travels I have actually ‘seen’ many people that are suffering with emotional conflict within themselves. And of course I only need to look in the mirror, which is always difficult enough on its own with a face like mine, to see emotional conflicts right under my own nose.

“I tell you the truth, no one can ever change their Earthy eyesight or get their hearts to truly direct them without experiencing a traumatic conflict within themselves. Without any conflict within we will remain asleep for eternity, our condition and status will not change ”

 The biggest reason for this inner conflict is usually triggered by the strong urges some of us feel, and these urges literally force us to take a spiritual path. But at the same time the same people still have similar urges to remain on a material path that keep things as they were. I tell you the truth when I say the illusion of ‘comfort’ within ourselves only hides the actual spiritual enslavement we have been subjected to for many lifetimes. It should also be remembered that one lifetime is merely a speck of sand in the desert, but I truly believe this current lifetime is the only window of opportunity to escape the Serpent’s spell. This world of trickery, guile and deception will vigorously fight to prevent any and all souls awakening. I cannot stress that matter enough.

The inner conflict some of us suffer is like continually having a demon on one shoulder and an angel on the other. During these inner conflicts we suffer similar symptoms to what the insane serpent controlled psychiatrists call ‘Bi Polar’ and anyone suffering such inner conflicts and reporting it to a psychiatrist will instantly be doped and then suffer no more ‘inner conflict’, they will simply become a robot, but the inner torments will be subdued. They will still be there but subdued. Which is fine if you want to stop any journey you may believe you are on.


 The mood swings taking place during a spiritual awakening do and will create a Fairy Tale situation one minute and a Gothic Horror Story situation the next. Indeed whilst waking up we usually end up flicking in and out of some kind of twilight zone in where one minute we see the so-called conspiracy fruitcakes as being right and see so-called normal people as being crazy. But then the next minute the inner conflicts make us see the normal people as being right and the fruitcakes as being … well crazy fruitcakes. And so on an so forth, continually switching from one viewpoint to another, one minute you are spiritual and see you need to follow a spiritual path the next you are wallowing in the comforts that cause the enslavement of the human race. It all depends on your viewpoint and which shoulder makes the best argument.

“But my friend we are not really looking at fruitcakes on one shoulder or normal people on the other during these experiences, we are only ever looking at our self.”  It is futile to hate one shoulder and love the other and eternally switch allegiances when it suits. The only person trying to convince you of anything is YOU. And at the end of the day it will only ever be you that actually convinces you of anything once the inner conflicts are in full flow. And the ultimate inner conflict will hit us all one day. “ On that day neither the perceived fruitcake or the perceived normal person matter. It is only you and how you perceive yourself that matters”

I’m certainly not here to preach to people on what journey’s they take. I don’t live in their shoes on a daily basis. But I do know many people suffer in silence everyday as they try to cope with such conflicting scenarios swapping and changing within them and around them. I also know one shoulder sometimes ‘out shouts’ the other and we go along with it, but it is and will always be inevitable that we will always end up believing that we have listened to the wrong voice on the wrong shoulder and so change tracks again, which will leave us inevitably leave us more confused than ever.

I believe the battle is currently within us and always has been, it is not a battle for or between demons or angels on our shoulders, it is a battle for our own soul and a battle for our own freedom, and neither shoulder is any good to us ‘at this time’ apart from both of them intermittently and alternatively providing the means to help us at least receive ‘the illusion’ that we are receiving a temporary comfort and/or a bit of stability on our path.

But I can only say again that the inner conflicts are inevitable and will increase.

So I believe if anyone has ‘stability’ on the path to break the serpent’s spell, and breaking serpent’s spells is what I have been sent here to help people do, then they are definitely not on a path to break the serpent’s spell and never will be. I’m not here to help anyone that does not actually need any help.

The only way for me, and others, to really help their inner battles is to provide the information that will trigger and feed their souls, whilst also laying seeds in the subconscious of those that seek to incubate them and nurture them. I can sometimes only do that through parables that I have authority to write and deliver. (Oh shit, that’s torn it! I must sound like l have a messiah complex again saying that… sorry. It’s a bloody good job no one listens apart from those I love then isn’t it?)

So for those people I love and even those I don’t, I now provide ‘The Parable of the Clogs and the Acid Tank’.

The Parable of the Clogs and the Acid Tank, like most proper parables, have multiple meanings to suit multiple states of minds, and are sent to help enlighten those that want to be enlightened. The very reason parables are written and become actual teachings is because they are meant for those who will given eyes to see at a later date after taking the parable in, or to comfort those with some eyesight already.

The Parable of the Clogs and the Acid Tank is for both those that will see the authority that sent them and for those that mock and scoff at such things. It brings comfort to both!!!

I will say on a low level, for those that can listen, that the Parable of the Clogs and the Acid Tank is about receiving things that help us in ways we don’t and can’t comprehend at the time we receive them. It is also about the powers that provide that help in advance.

The Parable of the Clogs and the Acid Tank is also linked to a demon and angel on each shoulder situation, in this case personified by the two boys mentioned. But all things in the parable have very important meanings. To those I love the parable is vital. The Parable of the Clogs and Acid Tank is sent to those suffering in this world and who feel confused and alone at this time. Because I humbly tell them they are not alone and although you cannot see the help…  it really is there.

I send the Parable of the Clogs and the Acid Tank to friends to remind them now, or indeed plant seeds in advance until they have eyesight of their own, that they have already received and will receive help, even though they may not see it, and in more ways than one, but it is always their own heart and their own actions that will seal their fate.

Please take The Parable of the Clogs and the Acid Tank entirely as you wish. It does not matter to me in the slightest if you see anything in it or you just see it as the ramblings of a fruitcake, and of course how you take it will always depend on which shoulder you listen too anyway, won’t it? :)

Until next time.

May Love Reign O’er You All.

Matthew Delooze 11th July 2015.

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The Parable of the Clogs and the Acid Tank.

The Parable of the Clogs and the Acid Tank.


There is an intro to this parable here.

Not too long ago there were two young boys, Harry and Tommy, who would soon to be leaving school. They were going to follow in their father’s and their grandfather’s footsteps and like most people in their location and situation, end up working in the local factory or mill.

 A long-serving and experienced ex-chargehand at the factory had retired from the factory and had taken up another job working for a very skilled cobbler, in a cobblers shop, making specialist made to measure footwear. The ex-chargehand worked mainly taking orders for ‘new clogs’ or boots because of his vast experience on the factory floor.

The very skilled cobbler, who was supplying made to measure clogs for all the youngsters was also very wise in the ways of the factory and what footwear was best suited for different jobs. He usually kept hidden away in his workshop, unseen by his customers.

All those entering the factory had the option of ordering their clogs and most came to the cobblers shop to help them prepare for work in the mills and the factories, and the two boys, Harry and Tommy were no different. And the ex-charghand happily measured their feet and the cobbler made both boys the clogs he thought fitting for their job and the future growth of their feet, and he did so showing great care and attention to detail. The ex-chargehand then delivered the clogs to the boys in their homes and vigorously tried to advise both boys on their roles in the factory, because he had worked in it a long time, and now, due to his new job he could not only tell them about wearing clogs but also advise them advise the how to look after them too.

 The clogs were not very fashionable at all, comical at first glance. They were made of very tough uncomfortable leather with thick heavy metal soles etc. They were indeed real brutes! But of course they were simply made for life in the mill or factory and fit for that purpose only.

 The two boys had no experience of working life within the factory but both the ex-chargehand and the cobbler knew what the two boys would be facing and so together they created the very best clogs they could. The ex-chargehand delivered the new clogs to the boys.

 The first boy, Harry, took one look at his clogs and started laughing about them. He tried them on and found them very uncomfortable indeed and he felt they felt too big. The ex-chargehand stressed their importance and tried to give advice, but Harry thought he’d been shortchanged by the cobbler, and after the ex-chargehand left, Harry simply threw the clogs down the steps into his damp cellar, vowing never to wear them until he was forced to start at the factory.

 The other boy, Tommy, also received his clogs and he too tried them on and they felt very uncomfortable and too big. The ex-chargehand also give Tommy advice, but Tommy unlike Harry knew the old ex-chargehand was experienced and wouldn’t have delivered the clogs or given advice if he didn’t believe the clogs would help him. So, instead of laughing he decided to take the advice and when the ex-chargehand left he immediately tried to break them in. He decided to wear them just for a short while everyday and rub dubbing on them and polish them. He cared about his clogs and took the advice.

 It wasn’t too long before the clogs felt much easier to walk and more comfortable on Tommy’s feet. They didn’t feel too big after all.

 The day came when Harry and Tommy had to face daily life in the dreaded factory. Harry went down his damp cellar, where he had previously thrown his clogs, and he found them all damp and covered in mold. He hastily tried them on finding them even more uncomfortable and ugly than when he first saw them. He laughed even more about his clogs and he decided they were useless, indeed he found his clogs so uncomfortable and smelly that he simply wouldn’t and couldn’t wear them.

 On the other hand Tommy’s clogs were fine and he simply felt at ease in them and used them without giving them as second thought.

Harry decided to wear his nice fashionable Sunday best snazzy shoes at the factory instead. They fit nicely and looked so trendy and attractive, they made Harry feel good he thought they made him look better too.

 Harry saw Tommy wearing his clogs whilst they were clocking on and entering the factory to work, and pointed and laughed at Tommy’s clogs and giggled at and mocked Tommy for wearing them. But Tommy didn’t mind he still trusted both the clogs and the advice from the ex-chargehand.

 A few months later, when both boys were working away on the night shift in the factory, all of a sudden out of the blue, there was a massive BANG and A Flash, and all the power went off leaving the room in darkness. A massive Acid Tank had split in the explosion and a large flow of Acid was pouring out of the tank and it flooded the entire factory floor in seconds, in the mayhem no one knew what to do. Screams of panic hit the air but then the rescue services appeared at the emergency doors, pleading with the workers to approach them in the darkness and find the emergency exit doors, whilst waving torches to guide them.

 Tommy heard the pleas and saw the torches and simply strode away towards the rescuers. His clogs literally helped him exit the factory securing his escape and the acid from the acid tank did not ever affect him

 Harry heard the rescuers pleas but could not react to them because his snazzy shoes had melted. He couldn’t see the torches or the exit doors because he was too busy looking at and trying to repair and protect his feet and footwear

His clogs were still in his dark damp cellar, still moldy, unfitting and unwanted, his snazzy shoes he thought beautiful and trendy were in reality, when it mattered, worthless and useless.

He wasn’t able to walk anywhere ever again. 

 Tommy later visited the cobbler’s shop and the cobbler came out of hiding from his workshop and simply smiled at him, presenting him with the snazziest, bestest and shiniest shoes ever made!

I say to those with two eyes and two ears that still can show their face… “use all four of them!”

 Matthew Delooze July 2015.

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 The parable above has many meanings but whatever meaning you can see in it, that meaning is sent with love and to help.