THE SECRETS SPACE HOLDS

The universe, galaxies, and Earths solar system
is like a theater, a movie house for humans.
Humans cannot see beyond their senses and technology.
Space is teeming with life’s energy forms.
All we see is the movie, play, video game.
To experience beyond human perception,
quiet your mind. and it will reveal itself.
Human logic and reason is for the video game.
Beyond the video game,
the human mind is totally inadequate
to discover the secrets space holds.

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT HUMANS

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT HUMANS

 BE CONSCIOUS OF WHAT YOUR HUMAN IS THINKING AND DOING AT ALL TIMES and you won’t miss a single weird thing they do.

Everything there is to know about creation is available to you by analyzing and pondering yourself.  

The one Intelligence is experiencing individuality through human avatars. 

 
HOW YOU, A HUMAN AVATAR (FOR THE ONE INTELLIGENCE) CAME TO BE, IS fun to ponder, but IRRELEVANT.  What is relevant is knowing that you are THE ONE INTELLIGENCE, temporarily housed (bound, limited, finite) within a human avatar vehicle for your joy and pleasure.  Experiencing being individual human avatars is awesome.   Because of their genetic and cultural histories, you never know what you’re gonna get.  Prepare for a bumpy ride.

Everything is energy.  Energy is intelligent.  Thoughts and images are energy-in-motion/emotion. Energy combines.  The result is INDIVIDUAL INTELLIGENCES. INDIVIDUAL INTELLIGENCES take on human form to create in physical reality.  Human forms die.  INDIVIDUAL INTELLIGENCES live on and continue to evolve in intelligence.

Creation happens in the one space-mind of universal intelligence by thoughts and images. Thoughts and images are energy-in-form / imagination / image-formation.  

Experiences increase intelligence.  Intelligences have experiences and create to feel the energies of emotions / energy in motion.  All emotions are energy in motion.  Energy is positive, negative, neutral.  Every energy is negative and positive, has its opposite.

Fire, air, water, earth are energy, are resources.  Resources are filter and formed according to the thoughts, images / imagination / emotions of the Intelligence using the resources.

If you were the only Intelligence in existence, and you were rich, beautiful, handsome, tall, had a great IQ, none of it would matter if there were no other Intelligences.  Contrast / opposites makes life the adventure it is.

The one Intelligence is experiencing individuality through human avatars.
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I AM AN INDIVIDUALIZED PORTION OF THE ONE INTELLIGENCE.  I AM A SELF BOUND, LIMITED, FINITE PORTION.  THE TIME WILL COME WHEN I AM NO LONGER BOUND, LIMITED, FINITE.  I WILL BE BACK!  I WILL NO LONGER BE INDIVIDUALIZED.  IN THE MEANTIME, I AM ENJOYING MY HUMAN AVATAR.

I have trained my human avatar to enjoy its temporary life, even as I enjoy my temporary life being an individualized portion of the ONE INTELLIGENCE.  

There are three levels of thinking, imagining, emotionalizing. .  THE ONE INTELLIGENCE;  Individualized Intelligence, human intelligence.  The trinity: the one, the son, the ghost.  God, spirit, human.  Just mind games of THE ONE INTELLIGENCE, THE ONE ENERGY THAT IS LIFE.

Physical, spirit, thought.  All are one energy, different energy dimensions.  Humans think a certain way; Spirit thinks a certain way; the ONE INTELLIGENCE thinks a certain way, and yet the one energy, the one intelligence, the one consciousness is all three.

The human is energy made physical.  The spirit is energy less physical, the ONE is energy thought/mind/imagination, and all are ONE.

THE HUMAN INTELLIGENCE VIEWS ITS REALITY.  THE SPIRIT INTELLIGENCE VIEWS THE HUMAN.  THE ONE INTELLIGENCES VIEWS ITSELF, THE SPIRIT, AND THE HUMAN.  

“I”, the spirit intelligence, views “I”, the human avatar’s physicalness, thinking, imagining and emotions.

The “I” human has physical, mental, emotional needs, wants, desires and gets attached, entangled, identified with other humans, places, things.  I don’t know about your human, but my human is funny.  A hoot and a holler and a laugh minute.  This human I possess came with genetic propensities, a history of its human ancestor’s experiences, and if that wasn’t enough influence, it was trained, socialized, culturalized, programmed, indoctrinate, brainwashed and propagandized.  I think I got a used human at a secondhand store.  I’m sure of it.

I wake up in the morning and wonder what my human has on its mind.  It takes just a second or two after it is awake and it starts thinking.  It plans and plots and schemes about what it’s going to do today.  I tell it to chill and just see what pops up in front of it.  It wonders what the other humans are up to and how that will affect it.  It thinks, “Will there be smokes, coffee, and sugar enough until I die?  Oh well, if not, fuck it.  I’ll enjoy not smoking, no coffee, no sugar.”

My human has empathy for the suffering of humans who suffer because they don’t know who or what they are.  As silly as it sounds, they imagine they are humans.  They don’t realize they are the ONE INTELLIGENCE, THE ONE CONSCIOUSNESS, THE ONE ENERGY, THE ONE AWARENESS playing being them, playing them like a fiddle for its joy, pleasure, and entertainment, just like all humans play also, when not taking themselves and life seriously.

Humans spend a lot of their lives sleeping, going to the toilet, showering, brushing their teeth, choosing what to wear, dressing, make up, hair cuts, cut finger nails, hairdos,, manicures, pedicures, what to cook or eat, what to do or where to go.  They are curious weird creatures.  Everyone should own one.

Humans have opinions, biases, prejudices, judge, have beliefs and draw conclusions.  They tend to be exclusive, not inclusive.   They love and hate, like and dislike, have preferences.  They can be selfless, kind, compassionate, serve others, and some are selfish, self-centered ego maniacs, crybabies, and spend their lives seeking power, wealth and glory.  Some want to dominate all other humans and tell them what they can and cannot do.  Human governments are like that.  Most humans in government start with good intentions, but it is their nature, when they get a little power, as they suppose, they begin to exercise unrighteous, selfish, self-serving dominion over other humans.  They tend to care more about themselves than others, though there are those that will give up their lives so others can live.  Humans are wonderfully entertaining creatures, while being the weirdest species currently alive.  Their living conditions go from, “I got mine, to fuck you, to take what I’ve got, see you later alligator.”

Some humans want to live forever and become Gods,  while others never want to live again and want to be permanently terminated, never to live again.  Quite a mental pendulum swing, don’t yea think?





 

 

My LIFE BEFORE LIFE EXPERIENCE - how energy becomes people places things.

My LIFE BEFORE LIFE EXPERIENCE - how energy becomes people places things.

You showed up.   What showed up will die. In between you do stuff.  

I see the world.  It is magnificent.  It is deadly.  Not exactly a vacation spot I would choose.  “Hey, I’m going vacation and everyone that goes dies.  Sign me up.”

Most people, once they showed up, want to keep showing up.  Most don’t want to die.  They never showed up before, so they hang on for dear life.

No one knows for sure if there’s a next adventure.  But since they showed up once, maybe they will show up again, and again, and again (or not).

I learned the following after I showed up, after becoming an “I” (until “I” showed up there was no personal separate “I” and no separate “me”.  However, there was ONE “I” and “IT” was all the energy in existence (that is currently known about).  I think of it as a human body.  ONE BODY, many organs, many cells, many atoms, many smaller energy particles, and lots of space in between them all.

At this point you have to take into account the way humans experience things and the words they have to use to describe those things, so...I’ll do my best with the most modern words available (imagine going back in time and using the words computer, cell phone, satellites, or telling them that humans can levitate, fly, suddenly appear out of nowhere, or take an energy pill that keeps their bodies twenty-six years old, forever.  Anyway, I’m getting ahead of ourselves. So here goes, using words we all kind of understand.

If you want to ask some currently unanswerable questions, here are a few: WHY did energy result in energy-forms (galaxies, solar systems, planets, sun, air, water, earth, people, places, things)?  WHY is there anything?  WHY is there life?  WHY are you alive?

Most people thank, or blame, God-the creator (whichever way they define God). HOWEVER, there may not actually be a WHY, but only a HOW.  Life could actually be the result of the nature of energy–how energy innately works, meaning the nature of energy (which human understanding is in its infancy).  

Of course you could just believe and have faith, and say God is uncreated, has always existed, made energy, made the laws of nature (how energy works) made humans, made you.  If that works for you, “Happy Birthday.  Live long and prosper.”

The nature of “some” energies is to combine, organize and become intelligent.  Another way to say it is, as one intelligence is more intelligent than another, and another more intelligent than it, all energy together is more intelligent than them all because IT (all energy) is all.  We do know that energy can act and be acted upon, which is why we can make tacos.  And there is some evidence that energy is people, places things, which is evident when looking around for a place to park.

Here is how space, portions of space (energy, consciousness, intelligence, awareness) morphed into people, places, things:  Thoughts and images in the mind of Intelligence resulted in humans, places, things (just like thoughts and images in humans results in people, places, things, all because thoughts and images are energy-in-motion/emotion).  Human bodies are vehicles for evolved Individual Intelligences to create in physical reality.  When a vehicle dies the intelligence lives on and continues to increase in intelligence.  

Energy by its nature has positive, negative, neutral “energy” and energy’s nature is to combine, communicate and increase in complexity, and remember.  The results are forms–images, blueprints, schematics in the evolved and complex energy-mind of an energy-form that has become an intelligence.  As energy intelligences continued to increase in intelligence by discovering how energy combines and works (the laws of its nature–cause and effect, action and reaction and interaction) more complex energy forms and images were constructed within their imaginations (image-formations) of energy-minds.  Humans are the embodiment of imagined energy-forms made corporal (flesh and blood) from memory chips (eggs and fertilizer) which were created by intelligent, self-aware conscious energy-minds.

Space is energy.  Space is one energy.  Space is all there is.  Space is in, through, roundabout all things.  It is intelligent.  It is all powerful, knowing, present.  It is omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent. When a portion, a piece, a slice of pie that space occupies, becomes a human, it is limited, bound, finite, individualized, separated, quarantined, isolated, yet is within space itself, and remains one pie.  When everything disappears, space is what’s left, and things start over.

I LIVE IN A HAUNTED HOUSE

Nemesis lives in a haunted house.  It was built in 1948 by a German couple.  They named the house, Thomas.  Nemesis possesses and haunts this house.  He observes, and watches.  He is aware and conscious of what is going on in this house.  Depending on unforseen events, this house should last another fourteen years, maybe longer.

The house didn’t know it was haunted until it was fifty years old when Nemesis appeared in person. Thomas was sitting on a beach watching the sunrise when out of ocean mist and walking on foaming seas came Nemesis, a being of light from another dimension.  Nemesis stepped onto the beach and face crashed into the sand.  He levitated horizontally, then upright, then glided towards Thomas.  

Nemesis thought Thomas would be shocked at his appearance, but Thomas was too busy laughing.  Nemesis stopped a few feet in front of Thomas, plopped down in the sand, and said, “Hi.  I’m Nemesis.”  Then Nemesis disappeared and rehaunted him.  You could say, Nemesis repossessed him.  Then just as quick, Nemesis unpossessed him and sat back down in front of Thomas.   Thomas wasn’t shocked, but had a quizzical look on his face, and said, “Astral travel much?  Who are you really?”  

Nemesis smiled and said, “It’s simpler to talk about who I am not,” He said.  

“OK,” said Thomas, “Who are you not?”

“I am not you, not me, not an astral body, not consciousness, not observer, not awareness, not intelligence,” said Nemesis, “We are not even figments of our imaginations, and most importantly, we are, and are not at the same time.”

“Great,” said Thomas.  That explains a lot of no-things. Can you be more precise?”

“We are a plague of physical, mental, emotional needs, wants, desires, preferences, attachments, entanglements, and identities,” said Nemesis.  “We are the encapsulated energies of greed, anger and ignorance.  We are cause and effect (pain, suffering, pleasantness, joy).

“Cool,” said Thomas.  “By the way, my space capsule is named Thomas.  He told me to tell you, ‘nice to meet you, in person, finally.”

Nemesis and Thomas laughed, both knowing full well that though most humans want to know where they came from, why they are here and where they are going, they actually care more about how to enjoy their temporary lives.

DOOM, DARKNESS, IGNORANCE, DESTRUCTION AND DEATH ARE CLIMAXING - IT’S THE HALLOWEEN OF THE FOUR TURNING, THE KALI YUGA

DOOM, DARKNESS, IGNORANCE, DESTRUCTION AND DEATH ARE CLIMAXING  - IT’S THE HALLOWEEN OF THE FOUR TURNING, THE KALI YUGA

Prepare accordingly and live a little longer, or wait with your neighbors and die screaming.   

The age of darkness, ignorance, and devastation is called the fourth turning, or the Kali Yuga.  Life cycles, whether universal or individual.  Like four seasons, merely being alive, creates a Kali Yuga.  Nothing new here, just lots of ignorance.

Energy organized into forms (like human forms) are temporary.  Forms are infrastructure.  Infrastructure creates dependency.  Take away enough infrastructure and the form dies.

Communities , whether villages or colossal megacities are doomed.   Prepare accordingly and live a little longer, or die screaming with your neighbors.  HAPPY KALI YUGA HALLOWEEN.

Someone has a weird sense of humor.

  Someone has a weird sense of humor. One day I didn’t exist or was asleep, and woke up with a body, and later learned I was on a planet named Earth.

Right from the beginning I told my mind that we are going to enjoy whatever happens to us.  My mind agreed, and off we went having fun.

When me and my mind got older we wanted to know what, how, why, when, where, and who created us?   So we checked it out.  We discovered the truth (as far as words describe truth) but then we realized it didn’t matter, so we said to hell with it, and refocused again on just enjoying each day as it appeared.

I do what I do; my mind thinks what it thinks; other people do what they do, and the earth does what it does, and we enjoy it all because life is more fun that way.  Life is just a game, a fantasy world, a theme park, a safari, a temporary adventure on a beautiful and magnificent killer world filled with delightful and deadly humans.  This place is so very weird which is why it’s fun.  We never know what’s going to happen next.  What’s not to enjoy?  However, I have empathy for humans who suffer because of their bodies, minds and emotions.  

In my later years I started a retreat in the wilderness.  One day a young man came to the retreat and wanted to know what life is all about.  I told him it didn’t matter, and asked if he was enjoying his life.  He said no. so I told him that he and his mind were at odds, and all he had to do was retrain his mind so that he and his mind could be friends instead of enemies.  The mind is a beautiful thing if trained.  If not trained it can be a nightmare, a real pain in the ass.  He wanted to know what to do to retrain his mind, so I invited him in.

Another time a middle aged man came to the retreat and wondered if we train in mystical abilities and powers.  I laughed and told him that they who seek them are taught lessons by them, and it is less trouble to wait until they seek you, and in the meantime there are plenty of things to enjoy on this planet without them.  He didn’t like my answer, so he and his ego went away.

Life is like that.  If you seek joy, obviously you are not joy.  And you are not joy because of mental blocks,  the training, programming, brainwashing, indoctrination and propaganda you inherited from your body, and what you experienced from the time you were born.  Undo the inheritance and programming, and there is nothing left that blocks you from being what you are, which is joy.

The young man I invited in, stayed for dinner.  After dinner he asked, “How is it my mind is to blame for me not enjoying my life?”

10-29-2024 “THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU”

 10-29-2024

“THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU”

It is obvious why you are here.  

If you wake up in Disneyland and don’t know how you got in there, but you know you’ve got nine hours to enjoy it, you go enjoy it.  You play in the playground with all your heart.

If you wake up in a human body and don’t know how you got in there, but you know you’ve got one minute or maybe ninety years to enjoy it, you play, play, play.

I am thankful for just being alive.  I can’t thank the intelligence that is life, or the universe’s nature nearly enough for letting me play in an amazing human body on this spectacular killer planet.

LIFE IS LIFE, the rest is attitude.

Life is pain.  Being a pain is optional.

What you think is what you drink.  What you do is up to you.

After you leave your body and the planet, what’s next is anyone guess.  You could wake up anywhere, or never again.  If never again, you won’t know it.  It will be like Rip Van Winkle, except no one wrote your story because you never woke up.  You have to be awake to know you are awake.

Disneyland can be very intoxicating or repulsive–joyful or sorrowful, happy or sad. Which one it is, is up to you.

Change can be like death.  

If you have preferences, if you have a way life must happen to be happy, if you set your heart on outcomes, results, if you get attached, entangled and identified, physically, mentally and emotionally with your needs, wants, desires or people, places, and things, change will be like death.

Disneyland Earth is a mystery planet.  No one knows who built it, or why it got built.  Scientist try to figure it out and religions are stories.  As for folks waking up suddenly in
Disneyland on Earth, they’re a mystery too.  You know what is not a mystery?  Since the universe did you once, it can do you again, maybe again, and again and again.

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I was at an event and a guy named Ed asked, “Who are you?”  I answered truly and said, “Iam” (pronounced, Iam).

He paused, and asked, “Your name is Iam?”   I said, “Yes.  My name is Iam.”

Ed asked, “What is your last name?”  I said, “Thatiam.”  Ed said, “That’s an unusual name.  So you are, Iam Thatiam.”   I said, “Yes you are.”  Ed laughed and said, “Tell me more about yourself, Iam Thatiam.”

“I AM THAT I AM is you,” I said.  “I AM THAT I AM manifests temporarily as Tom, Tammy, Troy, Travis, Toran, Tyler, plus every person, place, and thing. One energy, intelligences, consciousness, one God manifesting or incarnating as many faces.

Ed asked, “Why does the I AM THAT I AM (or Iam Thatiam) manifest as every person place, and thing?”

I said, “For it’s pleasure.  For its joy and entertainment.  To experience being every thing it can imagine.  To experience being you.  For fun. For adventure, challenge, risk.
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Once upon a time Iam Thatiam decided to create a game that combined chess, Monopoly and Risk.  Iam called it The Game of Life.  Iam then manifested as the game board, the pieces and the players by individualizing himself.  Players of the game forgot they were Iam as soon as they sat down at the game board.

Before players of The Game of Life can win the game, they had to go through a lot of experiences.  Players experienced every adventure the game offered, experienced every level and dimension of the game.  

A player wins the game by remembering that the game board, pieces and players are Iam playing a game for amusement and fun.

During the game, the hard core younger players took the game seriously, and were offended when told that life is just a game.  

A player who awakens while in the game has empathy, compassion and love for the game board, pieces and players that do not realize they are Iam.  Awake players continue to play the game just for joy of it, but do not suffer the game.  Awake players are often a pain in the ass to asleep players which is why they eventually retire to a sheep camp in the wild where they can laugh their asses off without offending all the personal, family, ethnic, religious, social, cultural, economic, politically mind-fucked gamers.

Serious gamers are physically, mentally, emotionally attached, entangled, identified with their needs, wants, desires about people, places and things in the game.  They are exclusive, not inclusive.  They want to win the game of life, which means they win if they die with the most game pieces, the most toys.   They have a way the game (life) must go. The real serious game players feel they won when they have more power, wealth and glory than other game players, and if not that, they win if they create a legacy of success (how each game players defines, success).   The Game of Life is one hell of a game.

Nature has a plan.

 
A spider web catches a fly and the fly is trapped and struggles, and slowly dies of dehydration. A Eagle swoops the surface of a lake.  A Trout jumps out of the water to catch a fly and the Eagle impales the trout who is gulping for air and bleeding as the eagle flies to its nest and shreds the live trout and eats it.   Nature at work, and humans are nature at work.

Nature is about nature doing life its way, nature’s way, and humans are part of nature just like earth, water, air, sun, plants and kangaroos.  Whatever human nature does, with its needs, wants, desires, is nature doing life it’s way.  If you are concerned, care, afraid or happy, that’s you, a piece of nature, being concerned, caring, afraid or happy.

When you know that all happenings are nature doing life, nature’s way, and you are thankful whether you live or die, eat or starve, comfortable or uncomfortable, successful or a failure, rich or poor, healthy or sick, famous, or infamous, powerful or powerless, know that nature liberated you from you, and all that’s left is nature being the new liberated you.

You are a piece of nature expressing itself as you.

Obviously nature likes variety, that’s why there are geniuses and The Complete Idiots Guide To The Village Idiot and how to be one.

If nature wants to kill you, you’re dead.  If nature wants you to be successful, you’ll be successful.  If nature wants you to be a killer, you’ll be a killer.  If nature wants you to suffer, you suffer.  And if nature wants others to suffer, they’ll send you.

Nature has a plan.  

Hi, I am nature, and I made you the way you were, are and will be.   I am the cat, dog, mosquito, Mark and you.  If you can receive all that I am and do, with thankfulness, even death, it’s because my plan is working?   

What’s the plan?   Adventure, challenge, risk, excitement.  Why?  Pleasure.  It pleases me.  I entertain myself through my creations.  If you don’t like that, that is me being you not liking myself.  Do you sometimes not like yourself?  That’s me.  When you like yourself, that’s me too.  Exciting, isn’t it?  If you don’t think so, that’s me too.  Kind of confusing right?  Are you ever confused.  “Hello, that’s me being confused as you.”

The plan is for you to evolve from being a selfish-self-centered-two-year old, to a thankful eighty year-old who is glad for having experienced life–ME.

Receive all things with thankfulness. No matter what appears in front of you, no matter what happens, no matter what people do or don’t do, be thankful.  

Crazy Halloween Costume Shop

The sign above the store read, Crazy Halloween Costume Shop.  The sign on the door read, You have to be crazy to come in here, so I went in.

The clerk looked like Santa Claus.  He had a mischievious twinkle in his eyes. I discounted it at my peril.  I shouldn’t have.

I looked around.  The shop was empty, not a costume in sight.  I turned to talk to the old man, but at my turning he disappeared.  I thought, “What the hell?”  Then I noticed the walls.  They were translucent, with images appearing and disappearing.  I was about to leave when I heard the lock on the door slam shut, then everything went black.

I woke up back on the sidewalk outside the shop, surrounded by dead people I knew, knew like fiction characters in a novel.  They were laughing, joking, and for whatever reason, I felt a kinship, and we hugged.  Then they disappeared and I was alone, wondering again, what the hell just happened?  Then I heard the lock on the door of the Crazy Halloween Costume Shop slide open, and Santa Claus walked out and said, “Did you enjoy your costume?”

“I’m not sure,” I said.

He laughed, and said, “When you know, come back.  There are plenty of costumes to choose from.  Then he walked back into his shop, and I swear I heard, “Ho, Ho, Ho.”
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When you put on a human cloak you enter a different dimension, forget who you are, think you are the cloak, experience the cloak’s attributes, and the only way home is when the cloak gets killed or wears out.
 

I stole a human body

 I stole a human body thinking it would be a joyride, but quickly discovered it was a hell ride. It was a baby human body and I couldn’t even steer it, and it had no brakes, but it had a hell of a loud horn when it got hungry, shit and peed itself, heard loud noises, got tired, cranky or otherwise upset, especially when its parents couldn’t find its pacifier. The only rest I got was when it was asleep. This human body was designed by the Genetic Corporation and came with weird features. But if that wasn’t crazy enough, it got trained, programmed, indoctrinated, brainwashed and propagandized by the Idiot’s R Us Corporation. By the time it was a teenager it was total mess (“What the hell did I get myself into?”). Aside from weird physical features, this human body came with three mental features. A memory bank, an information processor (both useful) and a lunatic feature. When this body’s mind is in lunatic mode even the devil runs like hell. It took a long time, all its teen years plus a few legal drinking years to train it a little bit (sometimes I wonder who is training who) but I’ve gotten used to this body, this wackadoodle vehicle with its, “What the hell are you plotting now,” mind and emotions. But even now at the age of seventy-six, I have to watch its mind like a hawk, or it wanders off, or it plays a song on eternal repeat, or wants to know why the hell it ever got born. I keep telling it the truth, but its not much of a believer. It wants to experience the truth for itself. I think its driving me nuts. But it’s sure been one hell of a ride so far, and I suspect the next few years are going to be dynamite, one mind blowing experience after another until I walk out of this body the same way I came in, excited just to be alive. At this point you might ask, “Who am I that stole this vehicle?” You could say that I am the ghost in this machine. Some call me spirit or soul. I prefer cosmic dude. My name is Nemesis (and I didn’t really steal this body. I was assigned to it by the people upstairs. I figure they know what they’re doing. If not, it’s still a hell of a joy ride).

THE GAME OF LIFE IS ONE HELL OF A GAME

I was at an event and a guy named Ed asked, “Who are you?”  I answered truly and said, “Iam” (pronounced, Iam).

He paused, and asked, “Your name is Iam?”   I said, “Yes.  My name is Iam.”

Ed asked, “What is your last name?”  I said, “Thatiam.”  Tom said, “That’s an unusual name.  So you are, Iam Thatiam.”   I said, “Yes you are.”  Tom said, “Tell me more about yourself, Iam Thatiam.”

“I AM THAT I AM is you,” I said.  “I AM THAT I AM manifests temporarily as Tom, Tammy, Troy, Travis, Toran, Tyler, plus every person, place, and thing. One energy, intelligences, consciousness, one God manifesting or incarnating as many faces, many forms.

Ed asked, “Why does the I AM THAT I AM (or Iam Thatiam) manifest as every person place, and thing?”

I said, “For it’s pleasure.  For its joy and entertainment.  To experience being every thing it can imagine.  To experience being you.  For fun. For adventure, challenge, risk.
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Once upon a time Iam Thatiam decided to create a game that combined chess, Monopoly and Risk.  Iam called it The Game of Life.  Iam then manifested as the game board, the pieces and the players by individualizing himself.  Players of the game forgot they were Iam as soon as they sat down at the game board.

Before players of The Game of Life could win the game, they had to go through a lot of experiences.  Players experienced every adventure the game offered, experienced every level and dimension of the game.  

A player wins the game by remembering that the game board, pieces and players are Iam playing a game for amusement and fun.

During the game, the hard core younger players took the game seriously, and were offended when told that life is just a game.  

A player who awakens while in the game has empathy, compassion and love for the game board, pieces and players that do not realize they are Iam.  Awake players continue to play the game just for joy of it, but do not suffer the game.  Awake players are often a pain in the ass to asleep players which is why they eventually retire to a sheep camp in the wild where they can laugh their asses off without offending all the personal, family, ethnic, religious, social, cultural, economic, politically mind-fucked gamers.

Serious gamers are physically, mentally, emotionally attached, entangled, identified with their needs, wants, desires about people, places and things in the game.  They are exclusive, not inclusive.  They want to win the game of life, which means they win if they die with the most game pieces, the most toys.   They have a way the game (life) must go. The real serious game players feel they won when they have more power, wealth and glory than other game players, and if not that, they win if they create a legacy of success (how each game players defines, success).   The Game of Life is one hell of a game.

“Holy shit, I’m in deep shit now.”

 When I am not goofing off in this temporary mortal human vehicle, silence is my home.  I am silence.

I was enjoying my silence when suddenly I heard screaming and crying and I  woke up inside a human terrestrial body.   Thankfully it’s a temporary disease, a short lived condition (the universe, that trickster, is at it again).   I was enjoying my silence when suddenly I heard screaming and crying and I  woke up inside a human terrestrial body.   Thankfully it’s a temporary disease, a short lived condition (the universe, that trickster, is at it again).  

Sixteen hours a day I am inside this new crybaby.  Thankfully I get to go home and enjoy my silence at least eight hours a day. I wonder how long this human will live.   Each human I enter is a mystery, a challenging adventure.  I never know what I am going to get.   I hope it’s not a vegetarian with a low IQ and club feet.  Last time I was here I yelled, “Holy shit, I’m in deep shit now.”  

Humans are the universe’s idea of a practical joke.  I could tell you a lot about the universe, but why bore you with facts that you, as a human, can never prove.  It’s easier to just believe your indoctrination, so instead I am going to tell you about humans, and how to enjoy yourself while alive being as a temporary avatar for the pleasure of the universe, but before that, I will tell you how it all began, you know, “In the beginning...and all that stuff.”

In the beginning there was space, uncreated space, the place where nothing was happening, no pizza, no ice cream, no life and death, no opposites.  It was silent, quiet, and peaceful, like being dead, and there were no intelligences to say different.  

Uncreated, self-existing space has a nature (how things work).  No one knows why space exists and why it has a nature.  It just does.  Space operates like a clock.  It has cycles, like the four seasons–the Winter of nothing; the Spring, Summer, Fall of something.  In Spring, shit happens, and in winter shit unhappens or goes dormant waiting for Spring to continue to do more shit.  

Energy and space are  co-conspirators.  Nothing can happen without a space for something to happen in, and energy is the happening.  

Humans don’t know much about energy, but they guess a lot, and have theories.  The fact is, energy goes dormant (loses its potency).   Like all “living things,” energy needs silence, sleep to regain its strength (just like you need sleep, silence, to replenish your energy) energy wanes, sleeps,  then re-surges, raises its head like a snake looking for prey.

If you notice, energy eats energy.  Energy is a cannibal, and physical death feeds physical life (from a human perspective).   How is that so?  You are an energy-being, or energy in the human form, and you eat a hot dog, which is energy in the form of a hot dog.  See, cannibals, energy-forms eating other energy-forms to get more energy.  

Anyway, in the beginning of a new cycle energy wakes from sleep, is energized during sleep, and does its nature, which is to spontaneously attract or repulse each other and “Walla,” intelligence is born, or self-creates itself.  Anyway, the beginnings of micro-intelligences are the results.  And as it is the nature of intelligence to become more intelligent as more energy particles gather, there are more intelligent forms.  And as one intelligence is more intelligent than another, and another more intelligent than it, the more intelligent ones eat the less intelligent ones, or rather, exert their power over less powerful ones (damn, that was a mouth full).  And that’s the end of the beginning, and here you are, energy playing a human, and me temporarily trapped in a human by the psycho universes’s idea of a practical joke.  

Don’t fool yourself, lie to yourself, or make up weird stories.  Earth is a beautiful, awesome, spectacular  and magnificent dog eat dog world, and you are one of its many temporary life-forms wondering what’s eating you until your last supper after which you will be supper for the earth.  In the meantime, here’s how to enjoy your time on the dinner plate.

“THAT’S LIFE.”

“THAT’S LIFE.”

One God (one source–one conscious intelligent energy source) many faces, many bodies, uncountable number of energy-forms (more forms than any human can count) and all are God.  God is every person, place, and thing.  God is the ant, the elephant, and you.

God is the stage, the scenery, the actors, and the audience.  God is the doer and the watcher.  There is only God.  God is all there is, and God is you, an individual human.

When you see people, places, and things, you are seeing God being people, places, and things.  God is one consciousness and all individualized consciousnessess.  You are God consciousness individualized.  Your face, your body, mind, and emotions, is God, is energy expressing itself as you.

Fire, air, water, and earth is God expressing itself as earth, water, air, and fire.  The universe and all within is God, is energy being the universe and all therein, and God is having one hell of a good time being you, playing you, watching as you try to figure out what you are, why you are, and what the hell is going on.

God is you and plays you, and plays every person, place, and thing for its pleasure, joy, and entertainment–just like you do things for your pleasure, joy, and entertainment.

God has a plan.  A very entertaining plan.  Here’s what God said, “I, the one and only, the all that is, decided to divide my singular conscious-intelligent-energy into many smaller and different energy-forms, and then I constructed a systemic process whereby all my separate energy-forms can come back home, and party.  

Getting back home is a long process.  A lot of me–encased in energy-forms–enjoy being separate energy-forms.  They are having a hell of time, and ain’t comin’ home anytime soon, kind of like teenagers, which is OK, because I child-proofed the house so they ain’t gettin’ back in until they’ve had their full of fun and games.  Sometimes it’s hell being a parent, but that’s life and it’s not all fun and games.  There are hard lessons to learn before I let portions of me, individualized, come home.  It’s easy to tell when they are ready to come home–they get over themselves.”

STOP THAT OR YOU'LL DRIVE YOURSELF NUTS

Many energy forms, many forms of energy.  Love is a form of energy, as is hate.  Human energy-forms create and feel forms of energy like the descriptive words, love, hate, anger, empathy, compassion, pity, shame, disgust, disgrace, dishonor, beauty, worry, anxious, vexed distressed, irritation, upset, stress, fear, dread, care, carefree, need, want, desire, like, dislike, greed, vanity, pride, patience, long suffering, kind, concerned, nice, good, bad, evil, virtue, vice, joy, sorrow, happiness, bliss, ecstasy, hunger, satisfaction, pleasure, hot, cold, warm, chilled, shock, surprise, etc.  All are forms of energy, or, energy in the form of feelings or emotions.

I never felt a single human emotion FROM deserts, forests, jungles, savannahs, tundras, ponds, lakes, oceans, mountains and animals.  However, I felt awe, reverence and appreciation.

Humans assign words to action, reaction, cause and effect.  The word, emotion, describes the human mind and body’s reaction or effect, caused by actions.

I walk into a room filled with people I I like and I feel happy.  I walk into a room filled with people I do not like and I do not feel happy.  It’s not about the energy in the room.  It’s about by energy, my reaction to the people in the room.  

I go to a funeral and people are sad and crying.  Do I feel their energy, or do I feel my reaction to their energy, or both.

What if I know all the people at the funeral are serial killers, vicious torturers of children, and eat them, and the funeral was for one of their own, and I was the one who killed the deceased.  I see they are sad and crying.  Does their sadness spark my energy to feel sad?  Do I feel empathy or gladness?  Are my feelings sparked by my frame of mind, or their frame of mind?  Would I feel the same if they saw me and I felt their hate for me?
I know they are suffering for their loss, while I am glad for their loss, and wish them all dead.  

If young, a crawling baby, where I know nothing, and I crawl into a room and see a shiny ball, and crawl towards it babbling, and I notice people in the room that I know, and they are mourning the loss of their mother, but I don’t know anything about how they are acting, would I feel their emotion of mourning?  I might casually notice a difference in their body language (they’re just standing around doing nothing) but would I feel their energy?

If someone dies and they live far away and I don’t know them and I saw it on the news, I wouldn’t feel much.  Would I feel different if I discovered it was my brother?  Why?

I have been sitting in a cave forever, meditating, and daily someone comes and tells me all the problems people are having in the village.  I listen to his emotional babbling, but make no comment, and then the news bearer leaves.  I go back to my meditation.   I Don’t give shit, could care less.  One day he comes and tells me the whole village was destroyed and everyone was killed, including my mom, dad, and siblings.  Then how would I feel?  I would make no comment.  I could care less.  I don’t give a shit.  How come?  Because I have no thought one way or another.  It is what it is.  It’s life’s forms merely deforming.

Formless energy has no problems.  Energy in human form doesn’t have problems, but the form does.  The form has problems because it’s a form, and just being a form creates problems. If energy would quit fucking around there would be no problems.  It take an intelligence, a conscious form, to view things as problems.  If you have problems, you’re just too intelligent.  STOP THAT!  Or your whole life will be spent trying to solve problems that your intelligent, conscious mind creates–THAT ONLY EXIST because your human form has a self-aware mind that thinks it’s life is important.

ONE BIG FAT CANNIBAL

Birth and death wrapped in an exciting package called life.  A beautiful deadly world is home.  I came out of it and will go back into it.  I am like a Pop Tart.  I pop out of the toaster, don’t know who made me, get eaten, get pooped back to whence I came.

In the meantime, between birth and death, I wonder, “What the hell?  Why pain and pleasure?”

Whatever the reason, and whatever I am, I am part of–a portion of–all that is.  I am made of the same stuff everything else is made of.  Everything is one thing and everything–individualized.

You can give every person, place, and thing, individual names, but ultimately and infinitesimally they all have one name: Energy.

The one infinitesimal energy, forms into complex energy-forms, and eat each other, and then turn into other energy-forms until all energy-forms fall apart and return to one infinitesimal mass of formlessness called, energy.

Construction and destruction is life, is the life and death process, repeat, repeat, repeat, and then there are the temporary energy-forms that humans call humans.

Nature is the name humans give to the process of how all energy-forms, formed.  Humans don’t know much about the process, but at least they’ve figured out everything  is one mass of energy–that for reasons scientist know nothing about–individualized, perhaps just because it can, or for the hell of it.

When a human is born, and becomes self-aware (knows it’s alive) all it knows is what it knows, which ain’t much, until it’s a teenager when it knows everything.

Humans don’t know much about not being alive, but they guess.  Being alive is all humans know–being dead, not so much.

When I look around, all I see is energy, energy individualized into forms.  When I look in a mirror, I see energy being a form, I call me, and while I am me, I get to experience pleasure and pain and learn how to turn energy into forms, and eat them.

You know what all that means, right?  Energy is a cannibal.  It becomes forms and eats them. Yup, energy is one big fat cannibal, making, killing and eating energy-forms–itself.  Life is hungry mother.

WHAT YOU MUST REALIZE AND DO TO ENJOY ALL THAT IS LIFE

WHAT TO DO:  Receive all things with thankfulness.  Accept what was, is, will be.  Surrender your body, mind, emotions to what was, is, will be that you “cannot” change.  

BENEFITS: You enjoy life more.  You enjoy all that is life.

DETAILS: Start by enjoying the way your avatar is.  Then enjoy the way all avatars are.  Then enjoy the dance, the game, the play of life.  Enjoy the chaos.  Enjoy Ying and Yang, dark and light, good and evil, dense and enlightenment, health and illness, poverty and wealth, powerful or powerless, glory or infamy, life and death, and enjoy changing what you can, and what you can’t change.  Act like it matters, while knowing it doesn’t.  Be in the world but not of the world.  Win or lose, you win.  You always win.  Enjoy the universe just the way it is.

HOW?  First, foremost, essential, requisite, imperative, necessary, it must happen that YOU experience and realize YOU are not YOUR avatar.  YOU are not your body, mind, emotions.  YOU have an avatar. YOUR avatar is a separate body, with a mind and emotions, and it is not YOU.  What YOU have is YOURS, but YOU are not what YOU have.  YOU own an avatar, like YOU own a pair of shoes, but YOU are not YOUR shoes. YOU have been loaned an avatar.  YOUR avatar is a rental, a temporary physical vehicle, a separate body.  YOU walk around in an avatar.  YOUR avatar is like YOUR coat.  YOU put YOUR coat on and take it off like a hat, gloves, sunglasses.  YOU can be in YOUR car or exit YOUR car at will.  YOU can put on YOUR coat and take it off at will.  YOU can be in YOUR body or walk out of YOUR body at will.

You can train your avatar like you train a child, like you train a dog, or circus animals.  However, your avatar has a mind of its own, a self-aware mind.  Even when trained it will act up on its own, especially the “personal ego” that came programmed genetically and indoctrinate socially, and was also brainwashed and propagandized culturally, religiously, politically, economically, etc etera.  

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR AVATAR?  Tell your avatar to have no way life MUST go.  Tell it to have no physical, mental, emotional needs, wants, desires that MUST be met.  Tell it to have no preferences.  Tell it to not get identified, attached, entangled with people, places, things.  Tell it to do its best for the joy of doing its best, and be thankful for every outcome–to receive all things all its experiences with thankfulness.  And at any time it should fail to do that, YOU, the temporary “owner” of your avatar, accept that your avatar is not yet totally trained to receive all things with thankfulness, and then, YOU, appreciate that YOU inherited a Wiley Coyote AVATAR that will go off the reservation at times and go totally nuts and tell YOU to go to hell.

The more you work to quiet and still the mind of your avatar, the more it too will enjoy all that is life.  After a time, YOUR avatar will enjoy the Earth “wackadoodle” Theme Park as much as YOU do, while having empathy for humans who have not yet realized they are not their avatars.  

YOU and YOUR avatar have empathy for humans who are still physically, mentally, emotionally, attached, entangled, identified with their needs, wants, desires about people, places, things.  You view all asleep humans as children who have not yet become self-aware, who act up and throw temper tantrums and are still crybabies when things don’t go their way (which includes having empathy for YOUR own avatar who hasn’t grown up yet).  

And never forget, LIFE is having a really good time being YOU (YOU are one of life’s avatars) LIFE is YOU and YOUR avatar, which is why LIFE became avatars in the first place, for ITS  joy, pleasure, and entertainment.

POP'S WACKY POETERY

 1.

NO ONE WROTE THIS

Non-existence is the place for me.
It’s the only place where I won’t be.

I have no needs, wants, or desires.
That is the price no place requires.

Once I’m not there, I cannot come back.
No I to slide into a meat sack.

There is no me, no human sidekick.
Without each other we don’t exist.

It took forever to not be me,
Took forever for me to be free.

This is my “Won’t see you later note,”
Which meticulously no one wrote.


1
Did your thoughts not help to make the person that is you?  Of the thoughts you could have thought who else but you did choose?  Like a seed your every thought produces fruit in kind.  Either you are victim of or master of your mind.  

2
I used to think I was human, but my body was acquired. I experienced I am life, and this body will expire.  I am not my avatar.  My avatar’s not me. And you are not your body that explodes if you don’t pee.

3
I think it through before I do, so I don’t rue my poison brew, and have to spew my noxious slew, and then undo my bugaboo, to not get screwed, tied and tattooed, because I blew thinking it through.

5
What I thought is what I got and what I got I thought.  Wise am I if I don’t blame an outside cause that’s not.

6
Life is a bunch of projects,
things to do until dead,
an endless potpourri of hustle and hurry, a do this, no, do that instead.  
I absolutely fathom
the secrets of this life.  
It’s an endless array of prodigious forays, a nettling vexation of strife.   
And when a long day is over,
after all of my pain,
I go to bed tired, have lost all my fire
then wake up and do it again.  
I want breakfast, lunch and dinner,
and something between to do,
and then when I die,
I’ll give a high-five,
and rot in a plot near you.
5
Thinking makes real,
and thinking makes you,
you think it, you feel it,
then you do.  
You take what is and give it a name;
you judge what is
with a biased brain.
It’s virtuous or vile;
 it’s good or it’s bad,
perhaps your beliefs
are driving you mad.  
Your angst and your fear,
your pain and your dread,
surely you know it’s all in your head.  
Life is just life
unless you believe,
it is what it ain’t
and then you’re deceived.  
The pain you inflict
by judging another
is why you’re unloved
except by your mother.
6
Are you a frustrated
and troubled soul,
filled with worry, fear, and dread?
And though among
the living you breathe
do you slouch as if you are dead?  
Do your shoulders droop
and hands hang down?  
Is mournful your very best smile?
And though your mind
is ever as nuts,
is your heart overflowing with bile?  
Are you inclined to pity yourself?  
Is your pillow soaked in tears?
Would you even have a life
without your misery and fears?  
The MIRACLE CURE
is what you need;
with it you’ll no longer whine.
It will cure your woe am I looks
caused by your I am screwed mind.  
If perchance in your pain
you should ask,
“This cure sounds really great;
what must I do to profit from it
before it is too late?”  
My answer true, if you please, is this
(though you may not feel to do)
smile and say a kind word
to someone whose woeful as you.  
Give of yourself and do a kind deed
(a secret gift will do)
and give among the needy poor,
to they who are blessed
less than you.  
And then like sunshine
warms a cold day,
you will feel in your heart and soul,
a glowing light
that makes the dark bright
and takes away your woes.
7
You are NOT your mind.
Your mind is NOT you.  
Your mind IS a tool.
Don’t be its fool.  
8
If you have a way life must go,
sorrow is what you’ll know.  
If you have no way life must go,
joy is all you’ll ever know.  
9
I used to let my mind run wild,
untamed, unruly like a child.  
I didn’t know my mind’s a tool
that makes me wise or a fool.  
I started watching every thought,
banished the foolish ones I caught.  
Base thoughts that will not
leave my mind
I replace with other kinds.  
Two thoughts at once
no one can play
no matter what women may say.
10
When it’s a done deal
when it’s a fact
and you can’t undo it
because that’s that,
you have two choices:
You can resist
that which you can’t change,
get upset and angry,
condemn and cast blame,
or you can surrender
to that moment in time
and deal with it pleasantly
with clearness of mind.
11
Do not trust a human mind.
At your best, you too are blind.  
Prove everything that you can.  
Don’t fall prey to a con-man.  
Best intentions can turn foul.  
Best be wise or you’ll get screwed.
12
Do unto others
as you want done to you
is a practical rule
that most often proves true.
If you’re selfish and mean,
a creep in disguise,
may the pain that you suffer
open your eyes.
If you’re kind and loving,
a saint in the flesh,
the joy that you give
is the joy that you get.
13
”It is, what it is,”
is what I say,
when life doesn’t
go my way.
14
I had my heart set on it.  
My mind said this way must be.  
Then faster than an eagle
life took it away from me.  
I learned from my experiences,
gained understanding to know,
life will break the strongest heart
of a mind that is set in stone.  
I now put my heart into it,
but on it my heart’s not set,
and my mind like the eagle
soars free and without regret.
15
To earth your bound,
your journey to commence.  
Take with you this dictum sound
into a world of recompense:
How you view the world,
is your world.

17
If the shoe fits,
I just admit;
I take the hit,
don’t throw a fit,
and keep my wits.  
  18
Expect the best,
be at peace with the rest,
or “rest in peace”
is all the peace you’ll get.
19
Your first breath was a battle-cry,
and your last breath will be a sigh,
and in-between is mystery,
wonder and magic
as you spin life’s realities
into your own.  
So mount-up, rise to the challenge,
engage the adventure
for all you are worth,
for in old-age and with fond reflection
you will realize it was the struggle,
the fight and the battle
that made life worth living.  
Yet how serene and joyful you will be
 if you engaged the wrath of life
with a cheerful heart
and vanquished your foes
with a smile, a chuckle,
and a mighty laugh
because you now know,
life’s insanity was but your own.
20
Without mind,
without thought,
without words,
without names,
life is all that remains.  
No judgment,
no complaint,
no devil,
no saint.  
Joy is all you know,
when you let go.
21

I am
who I think I am
which makes me
who I am.  
Life is
what I think it is
which makes my life
what it is.  
22
A plane carrying two guys
crashes on a snow-topped hill.  
To their surprise,
they are alive
‘cause neither got too killed.  
One takes a broken wing
and skis a most awesome drift.  
Two gets mad,
not at all glad,
enraged he falls off a cliff
(perspective is everything).

23
Brother and sister going
to visit their dying pop.  
Their car breaks down,
makes a loud sound,
comes to a grumbling stop.  
The car gets fixed and purring,
but at hospital too late.  
Sister depressed,
failed-heart is the guess,
exits to the pearly gates
(stress kills).
24
I relive my nightmares
and regret my every fling.  
Dumb thing to do,
just makes me blue,
cause it don’t change a thing.  
Yes, life is a potpourri,
mixture of pleasure and pain.  
Pity and regret
double the stress,
cause mind and body to strain
(thoughts affect health).

25
I once had a lot of friends,
family that loved me too.  
But I complain about my pain,
they avoid me ’cause I do.  
I get upset and angry
and irritable as well.   
Argue a lot, fight on the spot,
my life is a living hell
(Stupid affects relationships).
26
I used to be good looking,
but I prematurely aged.  
These old age spots
are awful thoughts,
I think I am their slave.   
And now a final thought
before I go away:
life is real grand
or a migraine head-slam,
depending on what my thoughts say.
27
What you think is true,
has great power over you,
and belief as well
can make your life a living hell,
or heaven on earth,
depending upon your mirth.  
Your thoughts and beliefs
feed your joy or your grief.
28
If I am blue, boohoo or sad
and can’t seem to find my glad,
I name again my blessings sure
and then I am woeful no more.  
It’s my thoughts,
not my circumstance
that causes me to slouch or dance.  
I am aware, compare my place
in the life of the human race,
and realize I could be off worse
if I were mulching in a hearse.
29
If I have thoughts I do not like
I tell them to take a hike.  
I think thoughts that inspire,
avoid the ones that stir my fire.  
Mean thoughts create mean words,
better that they’re never heard.   
Some thoughts might make me mad;
I don’t think them, keeps me glad.  
I think thoughts that make me smile,
keep them in my mental file.  
If kind and loving thoughts I do,
I’m always happy, never blue.  
I live life the way I think,
in peaceful joyful wonderment.
30
You can’t know up
if you haven’t been down,
and you don’t know square
if there’s no round,
surely you know this is true.  
You know pleasure
because you know pain,
and you know loss
because you know gain,
which makes you nobody’s fool.
31
Be thankful for opposites,
for without them,
life would be preposterous.

32
I passed beyond the world today,
crossed to the other side,
and walked among the living there
who recently had died.  
There are no frowns,
no furrowed brows,
no worries and no fears.  
There are no lonely hearts
yearning to return to here.  
They’re happy there, their joy is full,
with family and with friends,
and meadows green
and clear blue skies
and peace that never ends.  
In loving memory they recall,
with fondness they embrace,
their journey in a troubled world
among the human race.  
Those days are done, no trials now,
no more hearts of stone,
for all is love and love is all
in that eternal home.


The secret to enjoying
all that is life
is to have no way
life must go.

MIND STAGNATION IS A HORRIBLE DISEASE

 MIND STAGNATION IS A HORRIBLE DISEASE

I don’t let my mind tell me what is or is not possible.  I figure anything and everything is possible, including things like light bulbs and airplanes (and here it is the year 1492 and Columbus sailed the ocean blue and toilets have not yet been invented) and no cell phones either, and I won’t even mention that I can visualize a chili dog with extra onions and it appears on a gold plate filled with chips smothered with melted cheese, and God forbid I mention words describing things that there are no words yet to describe them (so I won’t) but there are words like zassmalox, and fangrallimores, and of course my favorite, loximallas.  I can’t even use old words to give you an idea of what they are.

Anyway, if you stick around long enough you’ll know those things too, and “Oh Yeah,” if your body wears out you can get a new one, and really good one if you’re high up enough in the ruling class, and if not, well...better luck next time.

Don’t let your mind tell you what is or is not possible.  If you are open to what is currently considered impossible, being possible, the impossible becomes reality.  It’s just how the universe works.  And obviously it’s not your fault.  But for you, if you limit the possible, that is your fault, and so are your consequences.  Mind stagnation is a horrible disease.

I WOKE UP ONE DAY AND SAID, "It is what it is."

 IT IS WHAT IT IS

I woke up one day and realized I had been programmed and indoctrinated with a theology–a religion–a religion that I was required to believe, and I was forbidden to question it.  It’s basis was belief and faith, and if I questioned or doubted, I was accused and ridiculed for not having enough belief and faith.  After waking up I decided to dump the programs and indoctrination and look at life and myself as it really is.

Me, a human body with a self-aware mind and emotions, popped out of the earth via a pregnant woman–my mom--and her diet.  Truly, a human is an avatar of earth.  It’s a thinking, talking, walking earth mobile–a portion of earth mobilized, and it has a limited life span, maybe a hundred years if it’s unlucky.

After waking up I looked around.  I saw earth, water, air, sunshine and realized I was on life support, or rather, I was alive because of systems that support human life, and bugs, systems I did not make, but was subject to.  “Nice job,” I thought, “Wonder how and why it exists, and why I exist (though I know I am the result of two strangers bumping pelvises without my permission–‘Happy birthday to me’)?”

I decided to call the power that created everything I sense, Nature.  Then I wondered, “Though I and everything else popped out of the earth, or hangs around the earth, what’s it all made of.  Of course the answer was energy–things that move (“Thank you microscopes”).

So, I am made of energy.  I am an energy form.  “What motivates me?  What motivates this hunk of energy?”  I thought about it and decided that breathing, moving, doing things is fun.  Learning is fun.  Having new experiences is fun.  And I like comfort too, as well as challenge, excitement, risk and danger.  So, since I am here for a time I figured I might as well enjoy myself.

As I got older I realized that a lot of human earth mobiles do not have fun, are not at all happy that they were popped out of the earth without their permission.  And it goes without saying that a lot of earth mobiles were born with disabilities–physical, mental, and emotional–and when they looked around and compared themselves with others they felt they got shafted, got the short end of the stick, which included be born to parents that weren’t too happy about having kids, and of course I won’t mention funky living conditions compared to other earth mobiles.  OK, so I concluded, “Life’s not fair.”  And I don’t know why life’s not fair.

After awhile I just accepted the reality that life does what it does, and everybody gets what they get.  Sure, I looked around and saw prettier and handsomer earth mobiles than me, and more athletic ones, smarter ones, richer ones, and I said to myself, “So what?  I got what I got and I am going to make the best of what I got.”

So now, at old age, I figure nature is this way: I does what it does (not for me, or my sake) for its happiness, joy, pleasure and entertainment, just like earth mobiles do things for their happiness, joy, pleasure and entertainment, and if I am wrong, so be it, but I am enjoying my old age just as much as my young age, and why not, it is what it is, and it is what I make it, and I am making the best of it.