Princess Arabia

No one died, but it doesn't matter. The impact is just as devastating.

While we're at it, why not start regulating knives. Mental health is the issue, not guns. Regulating a dead piece of machinery isn't going to solve anything.

Yes, it's all vibrating. Energy vibrating. Reality is "issing". Verbing. Energy, that's what it does. No one is controlling it, though, it's doing it all on it's own.

Ok, i'm your slave. Anything changed?

All the 'me's' on the forum are arguing with each other. Who's more awake and enlightened. Who's more solipstic and who is dreaming who and who's in who's mind. Not realizing the whole time it doesn't exist. There's no person there to awaken or to become enlightened. Can't tell it that, though, it will curse you out and defend it's no me self. It is the dream, There's no one dreaming. The dream sees others and relates to others as persons. There's no one actually there doing any of that, but it's still funny to watch. Even when I do it, it's funny. Life is one big funny show. All trying to get somewhere but in trillions of years no one has gotten anywhere but to the grave where maggots each the flesh.

What does this all have to do with cockroaches. Cockroaches are here. What role do they play in all of life and why do they get a free pass in not having to do the work or knowing all this stuff to exist. Replace any insect or animal with cockroaches. Why don't they have to learn the true history of life - you say that's important, but only for humans. Humans got the bad end of the stick if all others just get to roam around having a jolly old time without working on themselves.

Ok. That's your take, interesting take. My counter is that life itself doesn't have a purpose. So what are we the purpose of.

...and your world is all there is. Nothing to do with me over here. My world doesn't involve you, only an idea of you and my idea of you is that you're nuts...hehehehehehehehehe,

You're doing it wrong, dear Master. You hold this idea in your fictitious no-mind and there I am already. I need not do anything. It's already done in that way. Go on now, imagine it and it's done. No need for me to submit to you in your world. Your world is imaginary, so imagine away.

Seeing the presence of I AM is a projection itself. I AM, therefore you are, is the idea.

Only in your fictitious mind, dear Master. 😜😛Dream on!!

This is still caring about people's actions. The fact of trying to act in a way or pre meditating your way into how to respond shows you believe in such ideas. Stop caring about people's actions shows you care about people's actions to even stop caring. It takes energy to maintain and trying to maintain a poise shows effort. You're not realizing how all this pre-maneuvering and planning and all is giving more importance to it than not planning it out at all and just responding as it happens.

No, your opinion of them shapes them. How is that different? There is no them, and you think there's a you, so you're shaping the world around you.

Do you realize there are cells in the body that commit suicide all the time. What makes you think humans will be any different when we're made up of cells on the biological level. There are thoughts of suicide that humans pick up all the time. Imo leave this right here 'cause I don't want to touch this topic too deeply because it's very sensitive.

The human species is the most deluded species on the planet. The energy that's talking through these bodies and communicating with itself through them is hilariously funny and the way it talks about God is even funnier. As if God is plotting and maneuvering and scheming and shit. It is God itself and don't forget the word God is just a word. Can't tell that to the human genome energetic structure that thinks the word God is different from the word mjkipiuttnvc. It will tell you off and tell you not to call the word God just a word. Humans are the only ones that thinks they're special. How do I know this, because I identify as a human on the base level and I think I know shit. On the underlying level, I'm nothing. Pure energy. Energy is not alive or dead. It's not polarized. It just is. It's everything. It's the humans walking around, it's the words we speak, the actions we do, the behaviors we embody. It's the understandings we have, the intelligence we see, the everything.

Look at a body. Where is the person there. It's the most obvious thing there is in life but the most overlooked. Overlooked by who? The no self. Hehe

Never heard this one before. Life surely knows how to keep 'em coming. It's never short of ways to express itself.

The more I investigate myself and reality, it's the more I see how delusional I am. Not so much in what I write or observe but in how I am being. It's like the beingness is deluded on it's own. Like it's fooling itself. Like it's in it's own dream. Like it's oblivious. Like it's deliberately avoiding itself. Like it wants to not come out of it's bubble. Like it's comfortable being deluded. Like itls tricking itself on purpose. Like it's pretending. Like it knows but pretends to not know. Like it gets a kick from surviving. Like it just cannot confront it's own self but not doing it purposely. I don't know, these feelings come up, something is weird about this. Like every part plays a role in this. Like everything is involved in it's existence and I mean everything. Even the paper on the floor. The garbage and the old lady walking down the street. Nothing is exempt. Like it all plays a part in how I got to where I am and my make-up and even feelings. Even the wind and the rain. I feel it's all a part of the picture. I just can't see it all just being me. Everything is involved; and if a piece was missing I wouldn't exist at all. Weird.

I'm starting to see how reality seems to be a numbers game in more ways than one.

Life is like a video game in that there are stages that we pass through in the game and reach another just to get through the stages without actually going anywhere. Where do you get to in a video game but to another stage while just sitting your fat ass on the couch. That's life. Nowhere to get to but back to life itself. No wonder there's insanity. The illusion of experience had to be. Don't take it too seriously. It's pain we're avoiding and pain sucks, but it's part of the game. No one wins or loses because it's infinite. There's no end to the game of life because it never gets anywhere.

I've done a whole 360 of consciousness and I've realized that it doesn't exist and is the dream of awareness and separation. No one is conscious or aware of anything. It is the illusion. Note: I will not be contradicting myself when I speak of being conscious and aware of something experientially. That's the dream and storyline which is very much alive and kicking and can arise all on it's own and without anyone doing that. Illusion and dream is also Absolute. It's all complete and nothing escapes or is excluded.

Here is a more detailed explanation. All good, but still a dream in consciousness.

This the dream.

An imagined invisible place that humans ascend to after the 3rd. 7th density is the end and the 8th the octave where imaginary peace and tranquility is finally reached and where we reach the end of the imaginary cycle to Oneness.

This too.