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I probably had ADHD. Enlightenment is absolutely not what you’re expecting. It’s this without anyone knowing what it is, and btw already there’s no one who knows, so... What exactly are you waiting for? What you’re waiting for is unknowing — to the point where going to sleep might as well be waking up. And not even that. You will not know this, as it’s not a state, and there is of course no knowing in the first place. You will never notice your own death (enlightenment) because there’s nothing to notice. So there is no enlightenment to be attained. It’s a dream the infinite is apparently having. Enlightenment has precisely and exactly nothing to do with you.

It’s not you that made the decision anyway. There’s nothing to forgive or to heal from. I hear you though — yeah the psychedelics can really seem to turn up the reality meter on the social fabric. The social fabric is based on the baseless yet unavoidable assumption that there’s someone who has a life that can be made better or worse through their own free will. Yes it can seem quite real. In all that, there’s something else beyond those apparent stakes happening all the while, and it has no stakes and asks nothing.

Thank you! ❤️ Love imagining itself to be separate from love in order to maybe get a glimpse of its own beauty. Well, minus the “in order to” — it doesn’t even need a reason. ❤️

There’s nothing to understand.

To be righteous is to reject God. To neither accept nor reject righteousness and be free of it is to abide as God. I don't know... Totally a story, but it's what seemed to want to be said.

That's deep self compassion speaking there. It's beautiful and has no need to be recognized as such.

Haha perhaps! I doubt it though you'd be the first I've found! I brazenly LOVE Shania Twain and Lee Ann Womack etc equally as much as Escape the Fate and A Day to Remember etc...

Sounds great! Just brazenly be... Yourself.

There's just what's appearing to happen, and there's no separation of any kind at all. Nor is there real causality or even context of any sort. Go ahead and try to figure that out logically -- you can't, but if you could, you would not survive it. Automatically as the answer is revealed, there's no one left to know what it is. Inconceivable love. Unknowing. Freedom. Nothing.

The hysterical crying-laughter associated with the recognition that there's nothing happening and there isn't a reality... Oh my God... The best. There's...just what's appearing to happen...which is absolutely nothing...lol Even philosophers who admit that reality is beyond logic... well they don't seem to believe it lol because they come up with logical explanations for an illogical reality. Sounds logical!

I almost fell asleep reading this. Boring.... zzzzzzzzzzz... sorry I'm just messing with you lol

You could say that. There's nothing to find because there's only everything, which is unknowable. What you are is ungraspable.

There is a freedom in not needing to be okay with it. Acceptance happens or it doesn't. Enjoy the ride.

Yeah, exactly; for any man worth dating it is utterly irrelevant. There would just be magic playing out exactly as it does.

Moderna 1: Flu-like aches the following ~1 day (onset at about T+16h after injection). Brain fog for 4 days. Hardly any injection site pain. Moderna 2: Much, much more intense flu-like aches (than the first shot) the following 2 days, along with some pretty intense shoulder and neck pain for those same 2 days. Almost certainly was running a fever but I don't know because I never actually checked my temp. Tiny bit of brain fog for 3 days. Can only imagine how bad actually getting COVID while unvaccinated could have been.

1. Put yourself out there. 2. Forget you ever even heard the term Chad/Stacy... Like the concept never existed.

Totally useless info but I can chime in: Usually second date but if it's possible on first, then first. Totally would not think any less of a woman whatsoever if it was first date. Having sex on second (or later) date purely out of principle though? Strikes me as a rather artificial, gamey thing... but that's just IMO. I don't know. It can just play out naturally. Good luck!

This sitting on a chair typing is appearing for no reason, with no need for a backstory, and this has no clue about what sitting on a chair typing means, nor if it's actually happening or not. Hopes and fears are equally real and unreal.

That's what's appearing to happen there. Every "aha moment" and indeed every apparent circumstance is not an exclusively real circumstance, and therefore not something that actually happens, and yet it is the natural reality at equilibrium, which is all there is -- it's what appears to be happening, blindly as itself, without any reference to itself, as any apparent reference to itself... itself is blindly itself too. All is well. And there's no one who exists or doesn't exist that could understand anything, which is everything, which is nothing, which is all there is.

If there already seems to be some resonance there, perhaps this illogical pointer may robustly resonate, or not, and it doesn't matter: The longing for something just around the corner is actually always the longing for exactly whatever already appears to be happening. All is more well than can possibly be understood or imagined.

Yeah, if it resonates, it's not resonating with anything. The resonance is something else other than exclusively what is or is not -- which is to say the resonance is what is and is not. And not even that The brick wall: what isn't is; what is isn't.

Well... relatable in the general sense that you describe, plus we're both 27 and perfectly content being single No "issues" at all, commitment or otherwise, I don't think. I'm male though so maybe the dynamic is slightly different. But yeah after a sort of shift that took place over several years and culminated somewhat recently, I no longer view relationships in a way that even slightly resembles the conventional sense . Just for instance, I no longer consider "cheating" to be a meaningful construct -- no need to tie down my partner with only me. I haven't met too many women that have the same view, but they're definitely out there. It's essentially irrelevant though since I'm not naturally polyamorous at all anyway, but yeah.. the love (NEED) projected onto me is not really returned as need, but rather as "simply-already-complete / not-special" love, so I'm always the one who ends the relationship (often jealousy arises in them; I never cheat and neither do they so that's got nothing to do with it). I don't sweat it at all, or see it as a problem in any way, but perhaps if I were female it would strike differently. I have no clue really, but to me it's obviously not a problem. That's just a story though, I don't know anything, there's just what seems to play out.

It's probably similar for most. Interestingly, it can apparently be dealt with... Perhaps try turning up the intensity of the anxiety on purpose in a very direct sensorial meditative sense -- you might fail and the opposite may happen, which is of course "success." Of course there's no you to do that anyway, so it's just a technique in the experiential realm, but hey... why not? There's nothing wrong with anxiety though, nor the practice of a technique which alleviates it. But the focus, I'd suggest, could be on the emptiness and insubstantiality of the anxiety in the fading of it through simple technique, rather than merely the gratification and empowerment in the intentional quelling of anxiety.

Darknet of course...

God is just the personification of a hopeful answer of where this is going and how it might turn out well for me. I am God is a realization that can actually be achieved but in the end it's just what appears to happen, as in it merely appears / is only apparent, as is everything. God also points to liberation, and I can't tell you what that is, it can only be pointed to, and you're inevitably not going to like it: liberation is the end of any remote possibility of ever becoming liberated or finding anything of value -- and even that's just a pointing, it's not a real description of what this is; it's only apparent. Apart from the dream, there will never come a time when you can actually knowingly say "I am enlightened," because by definition it's the end of the one who knows, by virtue of it never having been real in the first place. You won't be there to notice your own absence; there's no knowing of the absence of the one who never was -- there isn't any possibility of the realization of what's already the case. No practice leads to liberation, which is, said another way: what's already always appearing to be, for no reason. There's absolutely no escape from a nonexistent prison. You could say it's the end of knowing or becoming anything, but it doesn't happen to anyone. There are all kinds of practices and substances that can apparently lead to the realization of God and infinity -- witnessing, self-inquiry, LSD, and many others. But it's all within the dream, which is neither wrong nor right but it is what it is -- fuel for the sense of separation from everything. Everything (the infinite; all there is) = nothing, appearing to be.