Moksha

This is a Hallelujah now.

@from chaos into self Very close. You are beyond existence and non-existence, and you are infused through existence and non-existence. Try getting out of God. You can't. It is a mystery to the mind, so don't try to understand it conceptually. You can't name it, because doing so would create a duality. When you directly realize it you will see. The experience is holy. You realize the wholeness of You.

@Breakingthewall The mind is hell; welcome to heaven and amen ☸

It is easy for the mind to fall into nihilism and solipsism. The world is a dream, so nothing matters. Burn the illusion to the ground. Do anything you want, since you and your victims aren't actually real. Kill yourself, since death is an illusion. Good and Evil are equally necessary, so ignore the dharma of the dream. Life is holy. I rarely use this pointer, because it is so weighed down by dogma, but God is in each of us. God is experiencing itself through us. God made us for a reason. God loves creativity and diversity. God delights in the dream. God infuses itself into every dream form, and the best part of the game is when the essence of God within the form wakes up, and recognizes the God that is itself. That is not illusion. It is God realizing God, within the dream. We are able to speak with God, even in the dream, because we are of God. It is a spiritual realization. There is a 3rd Eye implanted in your forehead, and when it opens, you realize yourself as the God that created you. You love others because you realize they are you. The rocks and trees are you too. The fucking chair you are sitting on is you. You ride the spirit tide, because the ocean is you. There is only God, and there only ever will be God. We are the one God. If it is your dharma to stay asleep, that is ok too. God created Hitler, like it created Jesus. The battle is the dream. The question is: which dream warrior did God create you to be?

Nahm's posts are nonsense to the mind and sensical to the soul ?

There can be only One ?

Consciousness is raw power. If people are transparent enough, it can torrent through them, and kindle itself in others. Like lighting an unlit torch with a burning torch. It has nothing to do with taking on people's energies. Maybe allowing those energies to be, and providing a space for them to dissolve, but you are not manipulating anything. Ultimately, it is the light that they are which ignites to life, and burns away the karma. I once saw an Indian woman describe how gurus in her country often touch their aspirants in order to heal them. She asked Eckhart Tolle to touch her. He only looked at her and smiled.

@seeking_brilliance If only they would walk fast enough, eventually they would meet themselves

True. Consciousness is the supernova, and psychedelics is one way to remove the sunglasses. Just don't stare for too long.

@The0Self @Mvrs Shhh, it's supposed to be a secret ♾

@Bulgarianspirit You know what they say about curiosity. Who knew the ego was a ??

The 60s weren't ready for psychedelics. The 20s are even less ready, with our hyperpolarization. Individuals can be ready in any age. They can also be unready.

Maybe next time, if you are extra lucky, the sky dragon will send a smoke ring back your way ⛅

@BipolarGrowth ? In the Wildwoods, there is peace.

@The0Self So close...

What is the opposite of no one?

Have never tried reiki but...my instinct is that spiritual healing comes from within. The best a healer can do is provide space for you to heal yourself.

@BipolarGrowth Ask yourself exactly what, in this moment, there is to be depressed about. Insist on an honest answer. If it is something you can change, do it. If it is not something you can change, accept it.

Ponder this: Then be it.

@BipolarGrowth Take your meds, Consciously read the Bhagavad Gita, and meditate. Most importantly: Enjoy the journey.

@Shin If it were only semantics, I would have finished far back. Atman is not an illusion; it is the god-tentacle. Just because it wears a form doesn't make it any less divine ?

Longchen Rabjam Excerpts from Song of the Enchanting Wildwoods Now that I’ve seen the plague of conceptual thinking, I’m off to live in the unborn peace of the wildwoods. The busy cities are bonfires of desire. Every being in existence is threatened by affliction and totally bound by terrifying chains of duality. Since beings prefer to believe that the Buddhas have taught that they should do only what they like, and nothing else, when I teach the real dharma way, everyone reviles me like an enemy. Seeing all this, since I aim to accomplish the benefit of beings, I can’t stay, I won’t stay. I’m going to the wildwoods. If you aren’t also wealthy, everyone just reviles and ignores you. Those practicing the dharma path are as rare as a supernova. Even if you spend this life in introspection, it passes so quickly, without pausing, day or night. Having seen that laziness always gets the better of my virtue and that this mind won’t settle, even a little, I’m off to the wildwoods right now. Even savoring my desires, I never feel content. This mind is addicted to desire. I’m done following the desire highway. Oh dear heart, we can do it; let’s abandon these desires and get to the wildwoods. I’m going to the wildwoods where you, dear mind, will realize lasting happiness. Oh mind, dismiss these preoccupations that are of no help to yourself, and no help to others. Whatever I conceive of is impermanent and meaningless. All the dharma collections, the sage has taught, come down to giving up desires, and settling evenly in the peaceful truth, nothing else. Oh mind, consider your mortality and be intent to go to the wildwoods. Intellectually understanding phenomena’s nature, and leaving them as mere objects of mindfulness, is no help. The wilds naturally entail few distractions and obligations, and are free from the suffering of anxiety and adversity. So today, be happy; go to the peaceful wildwoods, which far surpass the joys of the cities. Among the wish-fulfilling trees, the trees sway, dancing back and forth, back and forth; and the tips of their branches bow, as if lovingly welcoming guests, saying, "We’re glad you’ve come." In the woods, the mind is tame as it conforms to the true dharma, and one can find the bliss of inner peace; in short, the charms of the wildwoods are endless. You will sustain yourself with the bare necessities, such as water, kindling, and fruit; and have the space to apply yourself, day and night, to what is wholesome. There, inspired by the turning of the leaves, you realize with certainty that beauty, health, and various abilities all gradually change, that they lack solidity, what is called the diminishing of one’s assets. There, inspired by the falling of the leaves, you realize with certainty, that friends, strangers, and even your own body, are such that they separate, even if they are together now, for the moment, what is called the reality of loss. What is called the exhaustion of what is amassed. What is called the arrival of the Lord of Death. What is called what is born is bound to die. Reflections of the moonlight in water, what is called empty of true existence. Cultivate concern with needs of beings. Don’t dwell on the past, or fantasize about the future. Don’t engineer this natural, ongoing presence. Don’t direct the mind or draw it within. Just let it settle, without distraction, resting without grasping, or conceptually structuring this clarity that is vivid, quiet, lucid, illuminating. There is nothing you need to contemplate. Cultivate your appreciation of impermanence and death. Conditioned things have no attainable essence, and are rife with problems. Let everything be within the equality of the spiritual dimension of space. Don’t affirm or reject anything. You needn’t think about anything other than the needs of beings. The Lord of Death is drawing ever nearer, and I have no power to send him back, so quickly, quickly, I’m off to meditate in the wildwoods. A real practitioner will have nothing to fear of death. It won’t be long before everyone, everything, and I will be gone; this is certain to come to pass. Fearlessly discover great joy in the face of death. The cause of their joy is exactly life in the wilds. This message, spoken for your benefit, came straight from the heart. Mind, take it, and head to the wildwoods.

The perceiver is deceived until it wakes up ?

@from chaos into self The imminent perceiver is Atman. The transcendent perceiver is Brahman. Atman is Brahman, but Brahman transcends Atman. @Shin ?

Does anyone smell burnt almonds? ?