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A fright so formidable, a panic so visceral, a terror so potent. Certainly there are those amongst us that have witnessed these fabulous vistas while undergoing a trip. But what was on the otherside? Did you ever care to investigate? Or have you an aversion so thorough to these harrowing beauties, that you clung to familiarity, clenched to selfhood, as a ship to an anchor amidst a whirlwind. Too afraid of being swept away amid the tempest. What is it that the mind so desperately wants to avoid? Certainly the fear must allude to something. Does It not necessitate further investigation? I myself have succumbed to cowardice. It's no surprise that some of the most powerful human emotions persuade a certain faint-heartedness and apprehension. After all, I am bound to identity. Clinging to form, for if I were to lose mine, where would I go? What would become of me? Would I ever come back? Would I even survive? I cannot deliver you the answer. As it would be coming from the one who currently lacks in the requirements to know– That of which would be total selflessness. In which case I would not be here delivering this message. Being a Self, in my current state, I cannot truly know selflessness. I only get a woeful and sorry glimpse of it in conceptual form. And so long as I insist that I must "understand," or somehow "practice" selflessness, I shall forever misunderstand and misperceive what it means, and what Selflessness really entails. What lies beyond the Fear? That is only for you to answer. But beware! 'Cause if you do, it will not be the same you who gets to revel in it. But alas, it is not all fear and loathing along this crooked mile. keep a watchful eye out for the spectacles of Wonder, Awe, and Astonishment. They too, are quite the magnificent sight to behold.

@Leo Gura The only reason I'd end up here would be to Awaken. That is what I want. Awakening.

I have come to see that I am living in a state of unawareness. I do not wish to live from this state anymore. Yet I feel as if I do not have the way out. It would seem the vast majority of things in life have the aim of keeping me in a state of sleep. There are other things which seem to work in order to help wake me up. Although the more I begin to implement these higher consciousness activities and tools, the harder it seems the sleeping aspects of my being & reality work in order to blind me and push me deeper into my dream state. There appears to be quicksand and mirages everywhere I look, and any direction I choose to progress in seems to have a way to pull me into it's traps. They seem so deliberately placed. I am no religious person, yet It feels to be the work of the devil. It is as if I'm lost in a hall of mirrors, a shifting labyrinth which has no end. What ever shall I do?

Of course it is obvious, that a limited thing, given a particular form is not infinite. Of course, for example a Spider, could not possibly be Infinite. Just one look at it and you will see, it has clear defined boundaries, namely, an exoskeleton. It has particular colors and not others, along with certain textures and shapes. It also has specific abilities and lacks others. For example the average spider that one might imagine, has the capacity to spin webs, and is not capable of vocalizing in a human way. While yes all of this is true. We must first go back and question our initial assumption. So is it possible that a limited thing, given a particular form, could be Infinite? And If so how could that be? I am here to tell you that yes. It is possible. "Mad-talk that is— That would be outrageous. Show me a spider which has absolutely no limits. An Infinite Spider." Instead what you should be asking is: "But how?" Now I am not telling you that i can take you to a spider which you can sit down and have a cup of tea with while you chat about life. No, that is not what I am saying. I am saying that when you look at a spider, a "real life" spider, you are looking at God. Directly. When you look at a spider you are in direct contact with Divinity. "But how? That spider didn't create the universe." That's not what I'm saying either. What i am saying is that spider has infinite depth. It keeps going and going. With absolutely no end. And no real beginning either. I am not saying that this spider has always existed and is never going to die. Although in a sense it can feel that way when you really understand what I am trying to get at. It is not a matter of who created who, how, or even when. It is a matter of seeing Directly into what is Real. That very spider which some may initially look at with fear and disgust, is actually Perfect, Infinitely complex and intelligent, Divine, and, well, Love. Although that last bit I struggle to fully grasp. It's a tricky thing to see Reality, to fully grasp it, even just a limited part. But if you really do see through to the very bottom of a limited piece of this world, you will understand it all. it is possible. At the end of the day, you are just as much Reality as the Earth you stand on. If Reality cannot see itself as what it is, who can? So, while I cannot directly show you how any of this is possible— as that would take an insight on your behalf, I do hope i was able to help guide you in the right direction. Maybe at least get you curious, asking the questions. A Spider is a Focal Point of Infinity.