Princess Arabia

Yes, I can see your energetic structure to be one that would seem to ponder the same kind of things this energetic structure does just from your responses. We will clash and we may agree; but it's of a similiar structural pattern. I saw that from your discussions with James and in other threads. Not too many will veer off into these kinds of thinking and ideas. It comes from a certain type of energy. All illusory but, nonetheless, it appears so.

One body that you perceive to be one body. That appears to look like one body. These are projections. You seem separate, you appear to be separate, so now what comes with that automatically is a sense of a separate body with many parts that I am in and i perceive other separate whole bodies with different parts. That's an illusion. There are no separate bodies with different parts. That's the observer(you), the dream, that's projecting. Without you, there's just what is timelessly being itself which is already the case. Think of when you were a baby and before you KNEW of yourself to BE. A sense of self apparently arose in the body to make it seem as if there are also separate bodies but that's the illusion and the dream.

Beautiful.

Go Cardi. You're the boss. To all the one's who will judge this as low-conscious , this is also life, this is Absolute perfection, this is everything. Your judgements are also. This is freedom's expression. Disgust is also freedom's expression.

I don't. There's no me to think. 🤣

You have just explained: no observer, no one, the dream, the illusion and all that isn't really happening because there's no such thing as "after it has happened", not even a notion as "after". This is all in the realm of the dream of separation. Bravo. There is no real next, after or present moment as immediacy is timeless. The knower doesn't appear after anything, there simply just isn't one, only the dream. The dream IS the knowing energy.

There's also no one to not say they're done with the conversation. You're expecting the person to act like a no one and to know they're a no one. I'm no one so I can't say this or say that. There's never been anyone and never will. Nothing needs to change and no one can act like a no one. There's just a misunderstanding of this notion, that's it.

Here's a video that kind of explains this topic and shows how the senses operates. It's all dream stuff but still.

I didn't, only seems that way. This is why I say dream stuff. You speak to the dream as the dream.

it's hard convincing no one there's no one. There not really a convincing but just a talking about because there's no one to convince. The no one will turn around and turn you into a someone that needs to act as a no one or else you're lying. It's pointless, like literally. There's no one on the other end doing that either but it's starting to turn into a circus show for no one.

Who is supposed to follow a structure and what structure. I'm not over here trying to be a no one. I can't say to myself i have to follow this protocol as a non-human to be a non-human and stick to the plan or else I'm not a non-human. I don't exist as the person I think I am. I never said I don't exist I'm saying there's no I to exist and there's no one to see anything. The I cannot say it doesn't exist. I can't even have this conversation anymore. I can't keep explaining to people that there's no one with autonomy and free will inside these bodies for there to be a turn around expecting someone to act as if there's no one. It's OK.

To make a point. I could have said a boat is seen. Conclusions are conclusions without someone coming to them. No one has to exist for conclusions to be. I didn't come to a conclusion. A conclusion was concluded.

Lol. No we're not stupid. There's just no we, but that's another story for another time.

Nobody has intelligence. No one is intelligent. It's just intelligence. It's just bodies. Intelligence seems to run through these bodies. It's not really, but it seems to, to appear as a person with intelligence. Einstein was just as dumb as a church mouse. (expression). It's whatever this is being intelligence. It's whatever this is being an equation called C=MC2. You're not asking this question, the question asks itself. There are no intelligent people just people that seem intelligent.

Forum acting up again since yesterday big time.

I'm saying as long as there is an emotional reaction to something then it's capable of feeling like the source of the trauma. Everything is just everything with no baggage around it until the person relates to it and personalize it. The sun can also cause sun burn and whatever else and creates trauma for the individual but I wasn't using the sun as an example in this case even though it can be the source of someone's trauma if seen and related to on an emotional level. Anything can. Nothing in of itself causes trauma. The individual that senses and abstracts does. It's how the person relates to the seeming object that makes the difference. One can get raped and not be traumatized by it and another traumatized. The rape didn't traumatize. The relationship the person had with the rape did. Goes for every single incident.

It's abstractions and interpretations by the energy that feels itself to be. Everything now is personal. It arises within that energy. If that energy doesn't sense someone there having a past a present and a future then trauma is just trauma just like the sun is just the sun. The sun isn't seen as something happening to someone because feelings and emotions isn't being related to when experiencing the sun.

Someone will say you don't actually believe that or you will go jump in front of a car. Go prove you don't exist. Total misunderstanding. Understanding seems to be more than I thought it was. Understanding seems to be more fundamental than previously understood. I'm not sure. Anyway, there's no one to make the decision to go jump in front of a car to prove their existence. There's either jumping in front of a car happening or not. That sense of self didn't come back yet I'm waiting for it. Jesus, wtf. Somehow I can see now how I don't die. No one will be at a funeral for this body. That's a story being projected unto others.

I'm taking this shit so calmly. Just sitting here typing away as I normally do. Nothing dramatic is happening, the lawn mower by the neighbor going off, the birds chirping as usual the sun shining and cars going by. Life goes on as usual, except it's a fucking dream. I'm probably lucid in the dream. Idk. I'm not freaking out I'm not on anything i'm just sitting here having an understanding. It's weird, I'm understanding that ilm not really here. I'm not experiencing not being here because it feels like it still. Ilm not shifting either. I'm simply, and it's not an intellectual understanding, I'm understanding that I'm not here. I'm understanding that I do not exist as a person in this body. I'm understanding that death with not come because there's just simply no one to die here. There will just be no more sense of a person in this body. Death is death of a sense. It's an understanding but it doesn't seem conceptual or intellectual. It just seems like a knowing understanding.

No I don't mind, I welcome comments. Feel free anytime. On the thing of death its just I realize now what it is. How I will never experience it and how the illusion happens. It doesn't; just as my being/presence isn't happening.

Oh my oh no. This is some weird shit. Everything seems to be the same, except fora sense of not being here. Jesus, there's no me here. There's no you there, I should have left this shit alone. Good thing is there is no continuity and it's not linear. So it's all a timeline, a story that's not happening. I'll come back. So it will seem.

Death is the giveaway that one doesn't exist. Jesus Christ i'm not really here. I think I am. I most definitely am not. OMG, how didn't I see this before like truly see it. I'm not referring to no self and all that jazz. Like I'm not actually here. The body seems to be but I'm not in it. There is just no I to be in a body. Like truly. I don't feel it as I speak but it might come back. Death is nothing to fear, if anything life is. Life is the illusion. Life is the pretense. It tricks. It deceives. There's no life, there's no death. There's simply what is.

How is death an illusion. A body appears to an observer as alive and a body appears to an observer dead. One doesn't die, there's no one to die. You, yeah you, reading this there is no you. There is not a person inside that body that ages and dies. Other dead bodies appear so you think you will die some day. No, you are already not here. No one is.

It is just as silly to expect the silly to not be silly. How else can silly be. Nothing becomes something else. Everything just is. Becoming is an illusion.

We will all never agree on everything. This is life in a nutshell. Nothing being everything. All different. Never exactly duplicated. Even twins aren't exactly the same. All fresh and new. Save your frustrations. Well, that's life being frustration too. This forum is a great replica of life's expressions. Everything about it. We tend to think we need extravagant things to appear; or we need to feel an extraordinary feeling to feel, see, experience reality as it is or to see it for what it is. The real reality isn't lurking behind some psychedelic experience or some mystical experience or some flashy lights and elephants in walls. It is timelessly what is appearing. The coffee cup, the pencil, the grass, the birds chirping, the hurricane, the sunshine, that man cursing, all of it. It's all magical. We can't see it because it's known. There's a kind of normalcy with things known. That's why we crave fresh and new. How can we all agree on everything when it's all fresh and new. All ideas are fresh and new. If I have an idea of baking a cake yesterday and an idea of baking a cake today and an idea of baking a cake tomorrow, all those ideas on those respective days would be fresh and new ideas even if they were of the same essence. If I read a book yesterday and reread the same book today, I wouldn't be reading the exact same book. This computer is not the same computer it was 5mins ago, a sec ago. How can anything be the same it only appears that way as in the same idea or even day. There is no today. There is only timelessness. So, no matter what appears to happen, nothing can ever duplicate itself so no one can ever get this exactly. THIS CAN NEVER BE DUPLICATED, and the sane goes for life. It can never be GOTTEN or GRASPED. It cannot be wrapped up nicely in a gift wrap and be presented as a case study to KNOW what Reality is. Knowing is one sec too far. The fact that one knows has turned reality into a dead weight. It cannot be truly known. This is how this is neither alive or dead. It just is.