Discernment. Level: God
In order to overcome life’s challenges, one must learn to think in systems. The first step is the DTIP (Don’t Take It Personally) principle. The second step is seeing territories rather than individuals. The text below will be exceptionally unclear for someone who is not trained to operate in high-stakes environments after initiation – this is normally provided in the army. This is where the terrain communicates that you belong, where your observations are safety material rather than just an opinion, and where you stay long enough on your post for your ego to die. Whenever an individual approaches me, I read the system they represent. You know your rank (the right to act) and you stay in your territory (initiated), in every weather.
But let’s talk about pretty faces first.
Beauty strikes us as though we witness the work of the Divine embodied. It challenges the comfort of those constructions where envy has plastered early wounds and dread hides real grief. Beautiful people carry a very specific cross: people project their reproach to God onto them. People recognise the Divine in beautiful faces, and their grievance for unfairness resurfaces from some original pain. They get a chance to place God in a courtroom. I read it as: a system trying to prove itself in a territory.
The tragedy of beautiful people is that they get attention, but not human witnessing that promotes their own growth. No wonder they often remain confused by how they are treated, as initially their Self is mis-seen. The Devil can’t take away the gifts of God, so he distorts our view of them, spreading division and spiritual blindness. I’m adding another receiver of this distortion: children. This is because youth = beauty. Youth is the territory of Love. I watch how a system treats it – especially where there are no boundaries, as in the case of children – and the system will always reveal its values when there are no boundaries.
That pretty girl in a class being bullied says more about the family of the bully than any meeting with that family ever could. That beautiful young mother will somehow be judged more. That stunning coworker will get more emotional charge around their figure. Watch this field, as it is The Distortion targeting them by wounded egos. How beauty is treated and reacted to tells me almost everything about the system an individual carries. It reveals the level of culture, awareness, and morals of the system that has had access to beauty.
The system that I called The Beaver in my materials, once given the opportunity to project, loves doing the following to the Divine it encounters:
Consumes it (owning, early marriages)
Attacks (abuse, humiliation)
Tries to possess (transactional relationships)
Neglects (ignoring and unseeing)
Distorts (reframing, redirecting to lust)
Drops (devaluing, unseeing)
Projections are a subconscious looking for justice in the wrong place. A pretty face is like an image of God someone can interact with, be scared or triggered by. Look at the bizarre behaviour of burning and stomping on flags during war. These individuals can obviously afford to bitch and moan, whereas there’s shit to do. Their system uses the territory to prove itself via projections, whereas mature systems hold, protect and serve the territory. The Divine doesn't have to explain itself. It is all done via the Covenant. You either believe or doubt. This is where my early teacher, Death, answers whether we should believe…
A row of sudden losses while standing in the weather is the most honest learning material. I am trained by Death. Death is the school principal. You see her rarely. You prefer to pretend she’s not even there because the feeling she gives is very uncomfortable – it’s fear. You walk around in this school playing power games until she suddenly appears in the hallway, and there’s a thought flashing across your mind “it might be about me this time.”
Death was very honest when she took me into the school; it was like my army conscription: “I am drafting you as you are. You “report in” to me, and I “report in” to The Divine. Remember your mission and the hierarchy here.” Death is the only one who will take you right to the main door, whereas Mr Shame, Mrs Pride, Miss Cowardice will only take you from one classroom to another. They keep you occupied with their talentless ideas, duplicating fuss and pointless meetings. You burn out because you’re entertaining chaos.
I witness the pain of the mis-seen beauty every day. The unwillingness to carry the load of unjust projections shows as depression, self-harm, addictions, academic lag, suicides, and – worst of all – becoming The Beaver. The Beaver inflicts two particular traumas: intrusion trauma and the unsafe-witness trauma. The vulnerable are being attacked and mis-seen. The system is held by unaware individuals – not necessarily evil, just poor relational ethics: carelessness, lack of boundaries, and avoidance. The only thing that can protect from The Beaver is an encounter with initiation (Death explaining how things work here) and the rank it gives, which is your courage in front of pain + discernment + integrated grief proven in the battlefield.
I can’t stand pop-psych terminology in high-stakes environments. The damage is ethical; psychology vocabulary doesn’t work here. You see children burning and you dare to explain it with “capacity” and “attachment styles”? Capacity is not something we, humans, define. It fluctuates in the layer of the physical system (body, territory) and it is always defined by the Absolute – God – that has no timeline. Mrs Pride comforts you in the teachers’ room whereas you must be out there holding the field from The Covenant. I hate teachers’ rooms, it always stinks there. Mr Shame does a lot of stinking there. You must carry your pain to Death’s office; she will remind you your Self is still here.
Aging offers some release: projections recede. You become closer to the real authority. Your identity is built on how you reply to projections and the outcome of these battles – either winning or losing belonging. Discernment is knowing the territory you’re operating in and knowing the system you belong to, by choice. Nothing psychological here – pure ethics: belonging is your choice and loyalty to a system.
I’m a lifelong protector. Boots-on-the-ground mentality. I see the calling – it is outside of the teachers’ room. Therefore, it is inadequate to spend time there. I can’t afford “attachment styles”. Therefore the contempt: the cost was paid in childhood and youth. Once you see it, you can’t unsee it.
You can read about how the IDF frontline units would see “anxious and avoidant attachment styles” in the battlefield. A different lens from the veteran of The Bear system. A pretty face that replies while enduring Mr Shame in our shared territory. This book, perhaps, will make you understand why I don’t feel “rejected” but immediately “targeted”.
Because you cannot be rejected from your territory.
The Operational Breakdown: Profiling Avoidant Attachment Through the IDF Frontline Lens
