Thanks to Steve Berg for this post that he requested to be added here which I am happy to do. Feel free to add comments, I am sure Steve will respond. Enjoy this piece.
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Dear humans……. …..Dear Who-mans,
I heard it on the breeze if you please, that you really feel the need, to know, and then to understand, the truth? You want to touch the roof?
Well you can’t stand under what you can’t understand and a ground shift is planned, so I guess we will be dammed with this ignorance at hand.
But then what if the truth is not what you had hoped for?
Perfectly understandable, the truth is totally overrated in my opinion. Having seen it, having tasted it, wallowing in my own offal innards! The feline curiosity that opened the fuse box and vaporized a few of my nine…. my ‘precious illusions’ I lost time!
I prefer the dream, well, not this dream. The current dream I find myself stuck in, it’s cruel and totally rigged so not worth playing. A valid premise to what is to come sure, but then the awakening, are we finally saying that enough is enough?
We need a better dream, but then unfortunately in order to change the dream, we have to realise the dream. Which means to wake, the rules will break and despite all the glue and horses feet, you never feel quite so complete, the cracks they always show, well in a certain light they do…..
So I was standing in the shopping mall in my underpants, and it’s funny because no one was really paying me much attention and yet. Self conscious was how I was feeling along with the need to get to my car, the need to get home. Home, where I feel safe…
So now I’m standing in the parking lot and with no real idea or even concern as to how I got there. And I’m looking for my car, which is now a giant orange with wheels on for some or other reason. All of which seems perfectly ‘normal’, I’m not questioning it, I’m simply going along with it, getting on with the task in hand…
When I woke I was frustrated, why? Well I was such a dumbass in the dream, trying to drive a piece of fruit of God’s sake (hope I don’t run out of juice…), but then more than that it was another missed opportunity to realise the dream, become ‘aware’ that I was dreaming and then ……play!
Lucid dreaming for me always seems to come after a potentially life threatening act, it’s as if you need to forcefully shake yourself out of the stupor. Change from viewer to co-author and I say co-author because I was born into this scenery, the malls the cars are not directly of me.
Yeah, one time I was driving along the elevated section of the M4 in London, coming home from work. Something I had done time after time, but then I noticed that my car radio was different, not my radio so… I must be dreaming! I looked around at the other cars, the buildings etc. and it all seemed so real. I remember seeing a Volvo estate, with kids in the back, so normal and so the internal dialogue began. Am I dreaming or am I awake? Well it was a fast track argument, I couldn’t remember where I’d been working, and that was most definitely not my radio so… The realisation sent a rush of fear or was it excitement through my chest. It filled my mind as I got ready to jump, well not jump. I pulled the wheel and the car took out the safety rail. It sailed through the air and hit one of the tall office buildings man what a rush! When the car hit the building it flipped its nose up and I began to drive up the building?
Up to the top, and then all the way down backwards to street level. Pheewee!
On the ground I was already out of the car? I looked up, flew into the sky and so began my lucid adventure that was as ever on the clock. On the clock because for me at least, lucid dreaming wakes me up, so I never have much time to ‘play’.
Arse about backwards. I sometimes get stuck in nightmares and try/struggle to wake myself up. I have woken, and then found that I’m not awake, that really freaks a body out. The more it happens the more you feel stuck. But then I learned a trick, the more you play the more you wake real quick! Nightmares are the best conduits leading to lucidity. You are aware that you are having the nightmare you see, and you instinctively say wake, but no! Say don’t wake! What can hurt you in a dream? Time to play! But then you wake anyhow, arse about backwards… (Fear paralysis!)
The point of this essay then is to examine aspects of lucid dreaming and then see how they relate to what we choose to call ‘reality’.
Point one: You don’t generally question your dream reality. As dumbass as you are in the dream, you apply yourself to the task in hand, everything seems normal, logical even?
And as I write it occurs to me that mankind assumes that they are living ‘in’ space. When in fact in order to be ‘in’ space, space would have to have a boundary to be relatively with ‘in’. And even if such a boundary were possible then we would have to ask, ‘What is beyond that boundary?’ Nothing? Well that would be an awfully large amount of nothing wouldn’t it?
Which ever way you look at it, you can logically quantify the ‘place’ we live ‘in’.
So, when I ask you, ‘Are you awake’, what would you say?
So you understand why I ask.
Oooo wah diddy, shoo wah diddy here he comes again.
Mr Eddy Ego, yeah where ever I go, so does bloody he go…..
‘Of course I am awake, I am no fool…! Look I can bang my hand on the table, all of this is real!’
But then what is real? A series of signals sent to your brain and then interpreted within your psyche. The Matrix has you! (‘The Matrix’ is a play and learn tool, an idea that like all ideas comes from a place we can’t define. Spoon fed into our ‘reality’, a realisation of what should be obvious contradictions, to then gradually allow us to become ‘lucid’ or ‘aware’. Waking because we have been sleeping and sleep relies on wake.)
Do you realise that your eye is a bio camera? Which supposedly sends signals created by reflected light, then to your brain in order to be processed and then viewed in your abstract psyche? You never physically see anything, you are not peeping out of a hole in your head. Therefore, the place in which you view your dreams is the ‘exact’ same place you view ‘reality’.
And bare in mind that your mind can create dreamscapes, it has no need for a physical reality, along with the fact that a physical reality can never have a physically logical, explainable origin or location.
What does that mean?
Okay time’s up! That’s the end of the essay, it’s gone on for far too long!
Blogs must be short, it’s the law! If they are not served hot within 2 mins you get your money back and free complimentary fries. Stop, don’t dig any further, the dream is calling you back, demanding your attention! Stop trying to see through the construct it’s not allowed. Move, move, faster, faster, more distractions, more misdirection, more pseudo copies of what you seek.
Layers upon layers of distraction! The world is too fast, whereas enlightenment is eternal, no time limit!
‘Can’t read any more. Eastenders is about to start. Have to see if she is sleeping with him and he is sleeping with him, f’me they are all sleeping with him, lucky him. And here comes Phil, ‘You are all arrrt of order, I will beat you all up!’
The lullaby story lines of reality!
So, what in this world, is all this so called e-spiritual fast track quick fix gluten they serve up on the net? Does it reveal or conceal/distract?
Well for one it’s the ‘I’m Spartacus’ effect, there’s so much crap on the net, it’s like one of those help lines for an electrical appliance that’s gone wrong. After tapping in your product code and this and that and option 1 or 2 or whatever, and then that really annoying music you just give up, you do! We all do sooner or later!
It’s a smoke screen, they are all Spartacus and so is my wife.
Let’s get back to the topic and realise that we need to make real connections, we need to understand/become. No point in reading reams and reams of pointless garbage that you forget a few days later because it never sticks as it has no real context.
I asked you if you were awake! Does the problem of the ‘universe’ coming out of a nothing that some how exploded due to something or other, errr I mean nothing or other, no reason, what reason could there possibly be in no thing, no action, then exploding?
Does that bother you?
Does it bother you that we can’t logically be ‘in’ space?
Are you standing in your underpants in the shopping mall?
If you don’t realise the dream the how, why, would you wake?
Point two: What will it take to wake us up? How will the transformation occur, does there have to be an event. Baring in mind that sometimes you can be aware that you are dreaming, and yet you can’t seem to pull yourself together, you can’t quite get lucid. And what type of an event, it can’t be personal, you can’t drive off an elevated motorway section unless we are all in the car.
So what’s coming?
The personal way out is found within! If you are spending/investing all of your time in the dream, you empower the dream! Layers? Yes! Realise that the spiritual static is just another distraction.
Meditation? Meditation does not need to be carried out in the lotus position! Chanting Aum is another con, aummm is the metaphoric hum you hear when you ‘view’ the core of existence which is based on a paradox, yin and yang can’t join, so perspective bounces, chicken egg chicken egg zzzzzzmmmmmm etc.
Hear? We don’t really have ears, hearing is a finite symbolic tool we use in order to make sense of the unquantifiable infinite.
True meditation is the mechanism that leads to ‘understanding’ or as the so called
spiritual people call it ‘enlightenment’, it’s the same thing. You know, like that magic is called miracles because it sounds more dare I say logical?
Meditation is actually ‘thinking’ working it all out, what is real and what is not, and it requires questioning, examination, and that requires no distractions or obstructing preconceptions
This world is full of unquestioned clutter. Example; Milk is good for you! It’s a ‘given’!
If you don’t drink a pint a day then your bones will go soft, you will be like a jelly person, all wobbly…lol
But then think about it? Would you suck on a cow’s tit? Or, what if in China they put a load of Chinese women in sweat shop and milked them. Then they pasteurised the milk and packaged it with a nice picture of a Chinese lady smiling at you on the label, ‘Milko, velly goodo for you, drinko some today!’
Would you drink it?
It’s more natural to you than cow’s milk.
And why did you stop dinking mummy’s milk? Did you grow up and eat real grown up people’s food?
Why do they tell you to drink more milk, do they want your money? Can you get calcium from vegetables?
What about donkey milk? Donkeys look nice, like cows. You don’t want to drink human milk because there’s a face on it, but a donkey is sweet looking, inert?
Why is it that you accept that milk comes from cows? Is this your idea or theirs and who are they? (They? One dog barks at his own shadow and all the other dogs bark at the sound of the dog barking, ‘they’!)
Sitting and chanting has been practised for thousands of years, and as the system says, ‘If at first you don’t succeed, try, try, and try again.’ But not by doing the same thing that isn’t working like duhhh my brain hurts. Adapt, rule out dead ends, don’t get ‘stuck’ don’t get drawn in to the dream, it’s tricky, it will get you any which way it can. It’s like judo. You push and it will fall back and throw you, you pull and it will trip you backwards, sideways, down you go….you have to remain stable, objective!
We don’t really have physical form/bodies, but we do have an energy body complete with chakras!
Fall on the floor, laugh and wee yourself a little bit!!!
Don’t you get it? We are consciousness, not ‘energy’, the word energy is a hangover from the belief in the physical realm, in ‘truth’ we are not so tangible and it’s understanding that, that will set you free, there is no spoon!
Energy implies a tangible force, all crackling like electricity, something we can touch. Anything we can touch is symbolic/physical. It’s the ego trying to cling to reality.
In your mind imagine a car. Now race it around a track, weeeee look at it go. But hang on, what’s powering it? Do you see, mind can do anything! No need for energy.
Free? Okay we never get totally free, the finite manifest is a symbolic system/format/premise that we have to adhere to in order to make sense of something that can’t actually be quantified.
Kind of like that we create a game of say soccer, in order to experience such things as comradeship, trail, skill, understanding, challenge and success. No game, no experience do you see? And a game is created by imposing rules/limitations!
And when I say ‘we’, ‘we’ don’t do anything, God is the fat controller. God is the aspect of the One mind that runs the game. We souls are the experiential aspects of the same mind, and experience is tied to re-cognition, it’s a finite linear logical process.
Mr Eddy Ego thinks he controls everything but he doesn’t even control his own heart beat!
Paradox? You can’t be both creator and created, that’s the paradox! You would have created yourself, you would be a figment of your own imagination, totally insane, that’s why the One divides, that’s why we are not God and never will be.
We are forever in the dream, we are the conscious aspects of the ALL.
Consciousness is tied to time-space as it is achieved via a feed back loop of re-cognised thought. The thinker aspect has to stand apart (space) from the view screen aspect and then re-cognise the thoughts, whether they be tangible of just a re-cognition of silence or emptiness which is not nothing. And the re-cognition process takes ‘time’, it’s feed back. So you can’t be self aware if there is no element of time-space supporting, facilitating your consciousness.
From the infinite perspective, all is One. There is no space as space is quantification, a measurement of size. The infinite is not a size, not bound/defined, that’s the finite.
(Here is a good place to meditate. Think, understand how the infinite can not be known in any way, it cannot manifest as manifestation requires definition/size/quantification. The sleepwalk unquestioned view is that space is infinite, but then how can it be? Again, space, any space is a ‘quantum’, which is a bullpoo word for quantity, usually meaning very small quantities. A quantum is a measurement and then via the existence of one quantum, a space, the question comes, ‘how big is ‘Space’, how many times this quantum is it? And yet the infinite can’t be quantified and so it can’t manifest, do you see, if not think and think about it. You know, when you are sitting in the lotus position chanting Aum Chiken Tikka. Unless like me you think that it’s selfish/presumptuous to eat animals, then you can chant Aum Onion Bargee. Thinking about the bills that need paying and ……you may as well use that time to enlighten yourself! Meditate upon infinity!)
When the mind reverts to its infinite state, the viewer and view screen aspects are one in the same! And so you can’t re-cognise, there is no space and so no time, you are on the sleep side, that will flip back to the wake side and then flip back, aummmmmmmzzzzzzzzzz, infinite and finite are yin and yang, a paradox, they never resolve zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
It’s not a problem, it’s the solution, the unresolvabilty causes perpetuation!
God? No God is not infinite! God is here with us in the finite realm, but it’s not like us, Not linear per se, it’s like all time, but that’s a quantification ‘all time’, so God is not all knowing as there can always be ‘more’. God knows all that will be known, but then God has no idea why it exists ‘I am that I am’. From the infinite perspective, we simply are!
I suppose God is like the author, but then you see if God were linear like we are then God would need a future, constant time/change movement. And seeing as God wrote the book so to speak, the God would be ‘stuck’. A rough metaphor is that God has read the book and so now it’s bored to the point that it’s suicidal and insane.
God is a constant, like a program, that we flow through in a linear way.
We are the linear conscious aspect of the all!!!!!!! But God is not infinite because the infinite can’t be known/defined/quantified.
We are the experiential parts!!! The rest is just supporting software so to speak.
And the infinite aspect, the powers it if you like, is endless and never seen…
You see the mind, from the infinite perspective is all that exists and time does not pass, it does not, cannot, manifest.
However, the mind is not totally infinite, indeed if there is infinite then that has to be finite! Or infinite has no meaning.
Consciousness, awareness, light! Is the base finite!!!!!
The all is aware of itself! The infinite is the dark bit, the un-manifest! [ get it?
But then if the paradoxical mind is All, then what can it be aware of, as there is nothing other than it?
At a point on the endless cycle, this core paradox is reached.
The finite consciousness must view in order to be self aware. Then (Adam bites the apple, attempts to be as ‘God the infinite’ in symbolism, and then Adam ‘falls’ to the symbolic Land of Nod.), the conscious aspect attempts to view its infinite aspect, yin and yang opposites attempt to join.
If this happens then consciousness will implode, the viewer and view screen become one in the same, and so it becomes un-self-aware, sleep. (Adam falls to the Land of Nod.)
Opposingly, the defined conscious view point attempting to view/know/quantify the infinite then sees unstoppable expansion as the infinite can’t conclude, so it’s an explosion!
So at the paradox point, the mind when trying to become whole, creates an implosion explosion, but then what is it that is imploding exploding? There is only the mind!
The mind sleeps and fragments (forgets), in order to then wake and remember all that exists, itself. It’s travelling through, viewing, experiencing, itself. There’s nothing else to view!
It re-creates itself (recreation, something to do).
The conscious aspect then creates a dream/story that becomes limited due to the premise it has to use in order to know/make sense of anything. So, in the beginning there was God, and God made the universe, or the big bang, same thing, the implosion and explosion of what is! Which then created the reassemblance dream/game of time-space that like any game adheres to rules/format. The laws of physics that then allow for plan-ets and souls to then interact and tell the story of God!
A point? Well the mind is conscious and so it has to create something to be conscious of!
But then no, no real point, we have to make our own points.
The game starts of in ignorance, cosmic winter. The mind is dreaming blissfully unaware of what it is. This so that the premise can be installed. The abc’s are done, mankind evolves, re-volves to a point where he has gathered enough pieces of the fractured puzzle to then begin to really explore what the mind is. The mind is waking re-membering!
This at the same time as the essential ignorance that allowed man to develop without distractions, this when the ignorance becomes counter productive to the point that it will be the cause of the demise of his physical reality anyhow!
Greed, otherwise known as ‘The economy’, reaches global proportions and as it’s more or less a game of Monopoly anyhow. More and more people become superfluous to the technically advanced system and yet still have to be fed, which drains the system as food costs ‘money’. The system implodes, economies crash and that mean war!
The world’s too big to fight now, they will inevitably launch nukes and in that kill most of the people and ruin the ecology of the planet that sustains the rest!
The only way forward now is to relax the rules and expose the truth. Let in the magic as opposed to the logic as in truth we are no thing. (Our only limitation is the premise of the game/format that we need in order to understand anything at all.)
However, lose the rules completely and you lose the game. So the revelation is not a success, a triumph, it’s a catastrophic failure!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Man had a format, a paradise Earth, and a sweet naivety that enabled the belief in Mother Earth, ‘reality’.
Enough resource to share and enjoy, being something, someone, being part of something ‘real’.
But then no, man did not want to share either the workload or the wealth. Each man wanting to be God, building empires that only ever enslaved the people, whether they be workers or slaves to their wealth and vanity.
The price of ignorance that is also bliss!
When you gain tomorrow you lose today, such is the linear nature of time.
The shift they all rave about will end the hate, end the rat race to nowhere, but then it will also strip us of our innocence. Adam and Eve saw that they were naked! No clothes to keep them warm, no reflected reality, no games to play and enjoy. A back drop for the most precious of jewels in a place where our bastard truth is that there is only one of us here! Eternal Solitary emptiness!
The jewel, the most wonderful of all the lies of the construct, LOVE!
Oh too be loved, oh to be seen, acknowledged and needed, wanted, when in truth no one will ever see your pathetic pointless lonely incestuous homosexual masturbating face!
There is only one of us here! Shall I say it again; do you want to meditate on it for a few thousand years?
How many God dam infinites can there be?
And we are hurting our self!
So, is the rabbit hole deep enough for you? Wonderful the truth isn’t it? You will be lucky if you don’t have to experience it as I did. Face to face with God, and face to face with the infinite. Where you wake and your heart instantly breaks as you remember all too well the stark reality of Oness. Here again as if you never left in that stinking suffocating dungeon….air is a manifest metaphor for time, and as you approach the infinite, time runs out. It doesn’t end! It condenses into a static now, no past no future.
As time reels in from both ends, as the past disappears like the dream it was on this your desperate mourning of what has been lost. The now seemingly brief respite from the constant pain, (every time you experience the ‘core’ it’s the same time, as if nothing happened, your mind simply wandered for an instant is all). So many years, so many life times all condense into nothing.
The sweet place where we lie, where we hide, the place we defiled, gone and with no future, no next moment, and in that no Hope of ever leaving such a HELL!
But then Hell where heaven is born!
The paradox sees that time inevitably resumes, the light returns, the infinite spits you out like the finite and then foreign body that you are. Naked, shaken to the core, a bleeding heart with only a tale to tell, a warning to the arrogant souls who really think they have it all sussed. So clever they are.
We are not going anywhere.
Ultimately there is nothing to know.
All we ever have is time for as long as it holds us and each other to cling on to.
Skirt around the truth who we are, a love born from loneliness. There are no winners or losers, it’s how we play that makes it all worth while and this place is a fucking joke.
Time to grow up, yeah, that’s how deep the rabbit hole goes!
Of course, the macro is the micro, one life on the planet simulates/copies fractally the greater cosmic cycle, (what else is there to copy), and so this is not something we don’t already know! There are no innocents here!
We are born we grow we die and we take nothing with us, and hopefully in that time we are loved.
The shift can’t be stopped, a child must grow and we will at the very least take appreciation from this place. The shift is where we look down and see that our glass has already been emptied somewhat, how much who knows.
An in that what remains will be savoured.
This somewhat disturbing truth is what will change our minds, the slap in the face, the cold water, or yes, ‘The Jagged Little Pill’. The way out is more is less.
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