Startling Ourselves Awake

Time continues it’s merry trek across the space of our dreams and one can only wonder at the wonder of it all. If it is too good to come to pass then surely the heavens agree, is it not so? Unfortunately The Gods Are Kind Indeed and though laid to rest it always seems as if there remains just enough life to revivify the Universe. “And in this corner…” lies the Beast ready to take on all takers, movers and shakers all. It’s funny to observe the obvious as standing back requires one to watch where the hell one is going. But exactly where do all these footsteps lead us? Exactly where is it that we are all going? In perspective all comes together but who has time for that? “Come, look! There is something on the telly!” In our very narrow focus our perception takes on an acuity of it’s own and as we see what it is that we see there is nothing else worth our time nor attention. The hamster upon the Wheel of Life and Living embraces the mind-set of being on the run with purpose and plan and yet the observer…

Why Live the Illusion When It Is Not Real

One of the things that I have mentioned quite a bit is that no one can be forced to do that which they are unwilling to do. There are those who make it their life’s work to break a person so that they become willing. Breaking the proclivity towards the expression of free will is actually a very easy thing to do. It’s not a secret by any means as one can easily see the effects by watching just about any sit-com where the observer becomes enticed to harmonize with the various characters. What the character feels, the observer feels and that is how the so-called ‘free will’ becomes tainted - not by sly and devious means but by the very simple fact of getting the being to agree to something it would not otherwise be inclined to agree with. Sure, the road taken to achieve the ending results can be a long and winding road but that is not the point, determination is. It’s like taking into consideration every possible excuse so that the target has no other choice than to capitulate. It’s an…

Thought Transference

The tides of time weave shapes and colors of all sorts of designs and yet alone at the end of it all the potential remains yet unfulfilled. That very same potential endures in completeness none the worse for wear and tear. It really doesn’t matter the outpouring of energy as it’s expression is just that. The garden hose provides a seemingly endless supply but does it actually reach it’s end? Just because potential ebbs and flows it itself remains steadfast so the question becomes - what is it that makes it appear to ebb and flow? Since there is no such thing as a prime mover there can only be appearance and it is this appearance which captures the imagination of Man. Reality can be purchased in many shapes, sizes and colors and through the medium of exchange one lives a life of experience capturing the thrilling excitement of emotional bondage. At the end of the day, on the day of accounting, the scale of justice is brought to bear and through our own adjudication we rest our case letting ourselves out the…

Riding The Wave of Change

Change is a very funny thing, it kind of… sort of… changes things. Through a number of years I have addressed the issue of the creation of ‘safe’ areas whereby those who are so inclined can freely pursue their own spiritual development free or unencumbered of ‘outside’ influences. Given enough rope almost anyone will hang themselves through their own devices. By enabling freedom one creates restriction and in this case this freedom which has been sought was used as a means of bringing about the polarity which had been relegated to the pile of ignorance, something to be dealt with ‘later’. That moment in time was purposely pushed forward through the prospect of a ‘spiritual freedom’ much like enticing the donkey to continuously move forward by hanging a carrot from a stick in front. Ever eager for an easy meal we all tend to blindly step where no man has gone before…

revisedProject Looking Glass : The Merging of The Timeline

Cubes of color reveal all sorts of golden information but of course if one is not quite attuned in the proper direction well then all sorts of grey area matter become standard fare. Checking the Book of Life it becomes plain to see that was is, and what will be has already come to pass and though the feet continue on in their mission of haste it matters not one iota. There are many paths one can travel in this Universe but just don’t forget that the Universe comes alive with plans of it’s own. Man but tends and toils in the garden of Life and it is these very same two timelines that one comes to catching the wave, following and arriving in due course. There are many forces involved upon the stage of Life and though we may all seek the limelight of our reckless youth it simply isn’t written in the Script. Perhaps CERN will ensure the understanding that following the theory of strings is not just old hat but something which firmly places one’s position upon the board. Jousting is but one sport in…

revisedThe _Human_ Form

Being human is no different than a spiritual being. Being one thing or another is just that - going to the costume party in full regalia. We are what we are so delving into one’s nature seems if not downright silly then at least worthy of quite a bit of inattention. Who cares what lies behind the mask when we are so busy being me. Who can spare a dime’s interest in exploring the costume’s owner when we all already fully know. Taking on the mantle of being is not called stupidity, it is a fully accomplished undertaking. We do understand what we are doing and just because our being requires us to offer alternative views does not mean that we are destitute nor dying of ignorance. We are in the midst of an on-going costume party shall you spoil it by pretending otherwise? The invitation to join did not go unanswered so what’s the beef? Do you really believe that the human being is any different that being lazy, contrite or even ‘spiritually free’? It is considered bad manners to go to a costume…

It's Strange

It’s strange. The way that I raise a family is very much opposed to how things are done in the commonly understood world at large. In many ways there is a balancing act that I must walk between bringing about a foundation in which each person can sustain themselves throughout life and the very fact that the so-called ‘outside world’ beckons and entices, with great success, the acquisition and acceptance of particular ways of ‘properly’ living one’s life experience. There are basic human principals on the one hand and societal enticings on the other. Those ‘basic human principals’ are of course what I believe_ are something of value which will sustain one throughout life. Again, these are my ideals and not another’s. This is why I create an atmosphere of independence in the family and though Ma runs contrary (to some extent) to that, it doesn’t change what I do…

Break Dancing (Part II)

For those who have embarked upon the journey of being the last one out in order to turn off the lights, the desire for job satisfaction runs through the roof. Not to be the one who turns off the lights but to be the one who carries forward the day. Battles are lost and won through the means of carrying the day and though there are no battles the effect remains. Strange, but true. Being part of that loving embrace which is served upon a silver platter to everyone requires a number of conditions which of course are taken upon one’s self as a duck to water because by that stage in the game of Life and Living one readily accepts such movements upon the board. It is not a question about duty nor honor but about the understanding that from one’s place of residence the movement which occurs creates the experience we encounter, chapter by chapter until the book becomes entirely consumed whereupon perception becomes sanctified and laid to rest at the feet of that which actually rules the roost and from…

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