Princess Arabia

No matter what the me does, it will always be working on itself. Constantly having to remind itself of something. Like a slave to itself. Stay present, get into the flow, surrender this, let go of that, meditate on this, meditate on that, sit in silence. don't listen to your thoughts, leave the mind alone, focus on this not that, just be, go to this place, go to that place, listen to this guru, listen to that guru, I mean constantly reminding itself of itself. Constantly in construction class. Trying to fix this or that. Working on that, working on this. It's a constant thing. It's tiring. Exhausting. Go to sleep and wake up again; me me me me me me me me what fixin's for the me today. What will I work on today. You have to be doing 'the work' or you're considered a loser, a lazy bum. I take pride in my construction. What are you doing. How's your work over there. Any progress lately. 10,000 hrs of this and 20,000 hrs of that. I'd rather put in those hours to learn the piano and music lessons. Do the work, what work. Life isn't a job. It's play. My problems, my suffering, my issues, my,my,my,my,my,my,my,my,my from me, me, me, me, to my, my, my, my, my, my,my, The world revolves around us. We're at the center. We exist. We belong. We own things. Emotions that I don't even know how to get rid of is mine. My anger. If it's your anger why can't you just throw it away and never pick it back, up. If it's your problems why can't you get rid of it. You can get rid of your pants right now, why not your fucking problems and suffering. Then when I tell you there's no one there, you want to curse me out and tell me there's no value in saying that. There's no value on owning the world either but you do. There's no value in owning suffering and problems either but you do. Who am I talking to then. No one. I'm just as insane.

You've been on here for years talking 'bout the same thing. Ain't gotten nowhere yet and never will. That's the dream dreaming up what reality CAN BECOME. You're not dreaming. You are the dream itself. You won't like this conversation too much, because it's shattering the dream. All else fails you call me nihilistic.

No, you're the one being nihilistic. Needing reality to seem big and exiting, vibrant and powerful. You said so. Ilm saying it like it is. The dream is what's needing it to be different. Drinking a cup of coffee is it.

Illusion doesn't mean something doesn't exist. It just means something looks different from what it actually is. Say a woman in high heels gives off the illusion of being taller than she actually is. Or speaking through a microphone makes the voice appear louder or looking in the side mirror of the car (objects appear closer than they are). Those are what's considered illusions.

OK the dream. I get it. Dream big. What do you think perception is.

Still waiting for you to tell me where you've been and not what life can become.

OK, so have you done that. What is it like, where did you go, what happened, tell me about it.

Really trying here to decipher your words. There is no me, you, him, her, she, we, them, they, our, my, mine, I, we, us. All stories and made up by life itself. It's all life. Energy, being everything.

No different than what you're doing. Whatever you're saying to do is also relative ideas that the self formulates.

Whatever bore me here.

Duality isn't happening. It's simply only an appearance.

I'm not answering.

Nothing is connected. "Connected" implies separate objects being connected. Nothing is separate already, so nothing is connected.

There's no who.

That's an effect. How can anything of significance needs anything else to happen. Cause and effect is illusory. At any given moment, the shift occurs implies that the shift, which is supposed to be so vital in discovering oneself to be the flow and to become unlimited, according to you, depends on another occurrence to take place. That's all an illusion and all empty effects.

Because it offers nothing for the 'me'.

Can't let go of what's not there.

And an illusion....never happened, isn't happening and never will.

Its all enlightenment. Every single bit. No matter what one says, does, is, or is being. No man left behind. It's all fucking enlightenment. We don't need any teacher for this. Now get back to making coffee. Teach me about how to brew the best coffee. It's all enlightenment. You were born a baby just as I was and the same with Osho. No baby can teach enlightenment. It's all the same stuff. Nothing to surrender, nothing to let go of, nowhere to be silent at. The twerker is enlightenment, the one that drinks beer and smokes weed is enlightenment. Dog shit is enlightenment. The mad man is enlightenment. The bird is enlightenment. Having sex is enlightenment. Hedonism is enlightenment. It's all enlightenment. Free yourself from the enslavement of the 'no mind'. There is only enlightenment, freedom and liberation. All of it. None is excluded. All the naysayers is enlightenment too. All of it. Ya hear, me all of it. Relax into it. Feel it. Loosen up. The contraction is real. We're all just tense.

Why do I need an awakening to see infinity. It's expressed right here on this forum. This forum is infinite. Want more examples. My hands, my feet, my jawline, the road, the grass, the sky, the sun, the moon. That fight next door with the neighbors. That's infinity. Came out of nowhere and went back to nowhere. That debate you had yesterday. Where did it go. It dissolved right back into nothing, a.k.fucking.a infinity. Wake up and just look everywhere. That's infinity. Infinity is nothing. 0. It's nothing. How can it be something. Nothing is happening. Things appear and seem to be happening but nothing is actually happening. Where does the sky begin and end.

Don't you see, our perspective on life evolves. We will change how we see something tomorrow how we see it today, figuratively speaking but also literally. Why get attached to the one we have now. It's a lie. Like seriously. It's a lie. Not in it is not the truth and we need to speak the truth but it's not the case forever and never was and never will be. I'm different now than what I was like when I was 10yrs old. Where is that 10yr old self. Where did it go. It evolved? I outgrew it? Think about that. Where did it go. I could say 5 or 15 so it doesn't matter or even 20. Where did those go. Just like the age I'm at now, in say 5yrs I'll look back and say where did that go. This age I'm at now won't be the same in 5yrs. Where will this present go. Seems weird, right. Where will this present time and age go. Instead of trying to get God Realized, so you can end your suffering, why not contemplate on these kinds of things. Instead of arguing with people about what they think about so and so, why not argue with life and talk with life about stuff. Ask life questions. Ponder about it. Why the fuck do we sleep. Questions like that. You think it's to rest so we can get up again and talk more shit. What is laughter, what are tears. How does the body change from being sad to happy. I saw God, I realize I'm God, I am God, yeah, and, now what, ya still getting up and going to work and struggling to make ends meet. IMO, getting to understand what God is is way more (whatever word...can't think of any at the moment) than trying to realize I'm God. You see, the human can't brag and boast and show off itself in this way. By being curious about life and the intricate details about the things that seem to be happening. Like sleep, emotions, death, feelings and so on. Getting enlightened and claiming to be enlightened is where I can showcase my importance, I can't do that by sitting in the back seat and really wonder about life. What the fuck is this invisible wind. Like what are eyes, really. Shit like that. None of that here only whose God and whose enlightened. Who cares. If I ask you as an enlightened being why do we sleep and what is sleep would you be able to tell me, like really. Not biologically why but existentially why. What is this eyeball I'm wearing. What is it. Why is it so delicate. Why if I stick a needle in it that would be the end of my so-called sight. Why is that. Can you as an enlightened being tell me what is balance. How am I so balanced by standing on two feet.

What is the most beautiful thing about life. The fact that we die. No one makes it out alive. That's the most beautiful thing about life. Who the hell can argue with you about that. Who the hell can rebut that. Come up with all the stories you want about reincarnation and how death is a concept and all that jazz, doesn't matter, the most beautiful thing about life is that nobody lives forever. That's it.

Hey there Mr. Hard Ass. No, you don't come off as hard, you're a softy, in my book. I wanna rock wit ya, baby, all nite long; roll wit ya baby, feel so strong. Explore Reality wit me baby!! Lol 🥰🥰

I love Schizo. We're cool. Been on here for a while talking shit with him and we both butt heads all the time and make up. It wasn't personal. He just speaks French a lot, literally and figuratively. I'm like, 'wah".

It was mostly by a 21yr old virgin which doesn't really count as a dismissal but ignorance. Schizo knows it all on everything. Lol