Nahm

Sooooooooo sneaky.

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@kieranperez ?? What a great read. We are sneaky indeed.

Very relatable. You do not have to worry about the timing. You can practice and ‘zoom in and out’ in this fashion. It’s the reverse of physical ‘doing’.

@Truth Addict “conscious hate”...interesting. ...you must like...hate...?

@mandyjw “I have a theory that hell realms and the appearances of "evil" spirits show you that you have shadow work that needs addressing. They are an aspect of you, your psyche creates them to wake you up.” Absolutely. Human psyche sneakiness is boundless sans awareness of the inherent duality, and the knowing of the inherent Good of the one source of all. The philosophical wrestling in avoiding one’s own conscience creates such elaborate stories, sometimes so literally insane - that others actually buy into it, and look up to it. Hat’s off to you for the ‘work’ such clarity required. ♥️ Funny how reality is one, how being is infinite and inseparable, how nothing is hidden at all, right now....and yet how sneaky linguistic write offs like “realms” can be utilized to create apparent hierarchy & apparent separation. “There’s a hell realm.....buuuuttttt .... I can __________ for you.” Ignorance can astoundingly appear as bliss indeed. @Truth Addict Are you open to the possibility that he is you, and you are creating your emotions (and your hate) without noticing...yet?

Nailed it. ♥️

@Shaun I know, right.

@Angelite The response to a question of practice begins in judgement.

Unspeakable adventure, this calming of the mind; thoughtlessly surrendered, tripped the light divine. Forgiven of the trespass, in understanding why; free of choice & movement, nothing does reside. How can there be such wonders, such horror, such divide; the judging seed springs violence, such weeds grow in the mind. I am this, and I am that; so say you and it’s true; but by empty prism, immaculately tuned. The bending will distorted, refracted and unglued; harmony in chaos, justified in blue. Hold to a position; discord is felt - untruth; the soul’s demise apparent, yet what else could we do. The valley of the void, the fear will lead one through; the tower of delusion, brick by brick is truth. For this to be, so it seems - that shall then be too; for one to see it’s love in dream - that one must become two. Into the woods I wander, thoughtless and carefree; the twoness of the falling dusk, the moon my silver screen. How could there be extinguished light - loss too, it is of thee; in willingness of being lost, a light of sight can see. The one who’s lost is many; a forest for a tree; light or plight indifferent, the wind it blows more seeds. Penetrate the darkness, your innocent reprieve, a light is blowing bubbles, creating you and me.

Considering the size involved, was rather odd to see, struck by wonder waiting, for a beetle to proceed. Seeing my reflection, within this dogbane leaf, translucent green elytra, a mesmerizing meme. Reflecting on reflection, a dream within a dream, protected & deflected - thine I can not be thee. Infinitesimal crystals, it’s mesmerizing shard, the reason for his shell, had fell upon my heart. Emptiness unfrozen; untimeless crystalline; space itself willed open, and never was a dream. Waiting on this beetle, couldn’t help but see, flowing lucid wonder, untouched and pristine. It could not get from here to there, without infinity, the omphalos in motion; inside eternity. It’s wings set in perfection; it’s flight it’s reverie, only in an everything, this any thing could be.

Anxiety, depression, anger, unresolved; in the sharing of your self, you create it all. The world in which you're blaming, in truth it is your gift, in such bittersweet romancing; a spirit can not lift. This place which is the reason, is said to not exist, then what is said of suffrage, what is it we resist? Blankets of samsara, defile the one who's true, the doing so convincing, this One can not be you. But every river born, flows back into the sea, currents are but stillness; all the you's but me. Projection & deflection, of course "I" would not make; of love and truth profusely, "you" surely are a fake. I find my home in breathing, you say there's more to lose; and I can not surrender, beyond what I can choose. "Here" in jest you tell me, can this true self be found, but surely there's redemption, while I's all look around. Shed convention's reverence, nothing else will do, mourn not of the severance, for it's illusion too. awaken this attunement; intrinsic you create - even in your misery, contempt, and in your ache. You are a creator, there's little you can do, profess the inner being; it is the best of you. You are of the silence, immovable and tall, infinity is known, in what appeared so small.

Jed McKenna. Good luck. Love ya.

@Aakash You might wanna take some chill time my man.

@ShivaShakti Empty the cup.

Only if you say so. Today is anew. If you say it is so.

Cotton heads, no long term interest, you’re younger, more robust - virtually no chance getting your heart broke, no call upon your vulnerability. Hotties - they could smash your heart to bits. Trade control, for liberation. Great movie on the dangers of holding too tight to that masculine facade, the armor - ad astra. A slow, cold, cosmic portrayal. It’ll hit you in the feels bullseye so deep, the healing will be triggered without any cognitive need. Will take two or three days. Godspeed.

Honestly, no.

@Angelite Maybe start with the basics... Have you undertaken any practices, meditation, yoga? Have you looked into science to cognitively dispel “physicality”? My guru says you can die before you die(physically). When I say death, it's literal. Physical death. Your guru is on par. You’re adding to it unnecessarily, in misunderstanding what he / she said. That answer is not found in a book. But I see, you are not seeking, you are right. Why the guru then, I wonder?

@Truth Addict ??♥️

@BlessedLion Doesn’t sound like there’s any suffering on the park bench...but...what about back to life and all it’s trappings? Seemingly unnoticeable - dualities arise in the mind, sensations occur, and suffering is recreated. @tsuki Did we just Ponch & John this thread? Lol

You do, but this question is from the perspective of the separate self. It is a fantastic question which few are courageous enough to genuinely ask. The question is however, asked from the standpoint or assumption, that there is a separate being, and that it made or makes a determination. Upon being uncovered, the true self is all things, is known to be all things, and all things are known to be the very same knowing - unconditional, without duality, without the knowing of a thing...and thoughts, are things. Understanding is itself, Being, so the true self, Being, can not be understood - but rather only known, in the very same sense that you know you are you. Imagine a thought, a comment, even an emphatic speech - which could be so engrossing and moving - that it convinces you that you are not you. See the silliness of that example? You are you, nothing could take a primary order of that - because whatever that is - it is still ultimately just some thing - known by you. It is what is, without determination, without thought. It might be helpful to say that rather than determination, there is intention, but still ‘intention’ only points to what has inevitably sprung from the very, very best, of you yourself. All of the above, and also through learning, experiencing, expanding understanding. Only for the sake of communication, perhaps the word ‘deconstruction’ has more “use”. When all is inspected, thoroughly, all is revealed to be dualities of thought & beliefs, paradigms & paradox of “identity”, ultimately arising at the duality of self & other. I feel it is only fair and honest to add, that in addition to what’s been expressed here... there is a meta, there’s no word for it, but to use one, maybe a non-dualistic- realm. Then, beyond that, there is the meta-actuality, the meta-how if you will, which is visible in the mind, yet inexpressibly “more real” than anything outside of it. It could be said that there is the collapsing of dualities of mind, and therefore the calming of the mind. Then there is the inquiry of the self, of the “ I “, and the true knowing, or “unification” (was never really two) of separate self, and true self. Then..there is the seeing of the “how” of the “ I “ and “ I ‘ s”, essentially, how One can by a limitless many, and how the many can appear so convincingly to be in one objective reality. Then there is the void & The Light, and “the tongue can not taste itself”. Is the top portion of your picture, the moon?