I LIVE IN THE ASTRAL WORLD

 I live in the astral world.  I have an astral body.  I am the consciousness, or awareness in this astral body.  I have a home, a cabin deep within a forest.  

At a mere whim or thought everything I need, want, and desire appears.  I have every convenience or inconvenience I choose.  I imagine whatever life I choose, whatever adventure, challenge, risk and chance I want to experience.  There is only one problem, and it isn’t that my imagination is not as real as physical reality in effect, but rather, that I know the outcome.  I know I am just playing video games in my mind.  Even when I totally get lost in a self-created adventure there is always this utopia energy that everything will be fine.

So I go to Earth (as I have done so many times) where I forget, totally, that I am actually an astral being living in a astral world.  

In a Earth life span of eighty years or more, approximately three quarters is spent in total forgetfulness of what I really am, where I came from, and why I’m here.

Now, on Earth, at age seventy-six, and having lived a life without worry, stress, and fear, I finally came to realize (again) who and what I really am.  So now when I awaken in the morning I say, “Back for another day in the theme park.  Good morning Death World Earth, and how are you today?”

And besides knowing I am an astral being temporarily living in a human body, I also know that THE ONE CONSCIOUSNESS or INTELLIGENCE that is life (that some humans call God) is having a really good time being me (while also being every person place thing). 

GOD IS HAVING A REALLY GOOD TIME BEING YOU

GOD IS HAVING A REALLY GOOD TIME BEING YOU

REVERENCE, VENERATION AND APPRECIATION FOR ALL CREATION, FOR ALL PEOPLE, PLACES, THINGS IS INEVITABLE ONCE YOU KNOW ALL IS GOD.

God is all energy, and all energy forms are God.  Everything I feel, sense, encounter, all animals and people I meet and interact with are God.  All happenings are God.  All weather is God. God is all things whether in or out form.

When I am with Mark, I am with God acting as Mark.  When I was with Bernard, it was God being Bernard.  When I was married to Michele, it was God being Michele.  

I can see through all the disguises God assumes, all characters IT plays.  

When I look into a mirror I see God disguised as me.  

God is all, though its creations may not know it.  

You cannot be or go anywhere without running into God.  Every action and reaction is God.

All the things physical and astral avatars have done, are doing, or will do, is God doing them.


Once your earth avatar learns it is God being it, your earth avatar will begin to receive all things with thankfulness.  It will be equanimous will be  stable, grounded, tranquil, serene, calm, composed, peaceful and loving no matter what is happening (unless it get caught-up in a magnificent happening and forgets temporarily).

All religions are God created for its pleasure.  Everything God does is for its pleasure, for it’s joy, entertainment, and to have a good time masquerading as individual believers of those religions.  God is the play, the scenery, and every actor.

When I run into a devout believer in a religion, I see God enjoying that religion through its disguise.  When I see a person enjoying a beer and a pizza, I see God having a good time in his disguise as that person.  When I see a sad, heart broken person I see god experiencing sadness and a broken heart through its camouflage.

ghosts

 When a body dies, perhaps individual consciousness continues, and if not, it gets released from its temporary boundaries and is part of the ONE CONSCIOUSNESS, again.

In the meantime, I am an individual consciousness experiencing a human body with an ego that has needs, wants, desires.

Experiencing individual consciousness while conscious of nothing (because you are in a space where nothing exists) makes you appreciate that you were a consciousness experiencing a human.

I am an individual portion of consciousness that is bound, limited and finite within the ONE CONSCIOUSNESS that is life.

My temporary individual consciousness is “attached” to and experiencing a human.  The ONE CONSCIOUSNESS is experiencing not only me, but the human.  We are both experiencing a human.  We are the ghosts in the human.

There is a human, a lessor ghost, THE HOLY GHOST, and together they are experiencing, “Holy shit!”

Once a human mind awakens to its situation, that it is a vehicle for a big and a smaller ghost (two awarenesses or consciousnessess) it’s life changes.

The human understands that it is a temporary vehicle created for the joy, pleasure and entertainment of the ghosts haunting it, and, that the ghosts actually care about it, like humans care about their children, their creations, and their pets.



 

NOTHING vs. SOMETHING appreciating being in a human

I was born into circumstances and conditions not of my making, into a reality I learned words to describe.  The words are not reality.  They are symbols for the way my senses interrupt reality (If I were a cat, my cat senses would sense a different reality).  

To discover what I really am, and what really is, I must get out of this human, this vehicle with its limited senses.

I did it.  I am out.  I am not in a body.  I liberated myself from a human vehicle.  I am no longer a ghost in a human. Elvis has left the building.

I am in a space, a place of no thing, nothing.  I am conscious of nothing except myself and space. I have no form.  I am only aware that I exist. Nothing is happening.  I am pure awareness (whatever the word “pure” means) but there is nothing I am aware of.  I wait, and wait, and wait, in silence, and wait some more.  Nothing.  Now I am thinking again.

If I don’t use the words I learned while in that human, I will not be able to describe a thing.  What was I before words?  I am in an impossible situation.  There are no words to describe it accurately.  What to do?  I am waiting again, waiting for what I know not.  I start thinking again.  The closest I can describe my situation is, I don’t exist, and yet, I am conscious, and I have memories of my previous state inside a human.  

Wait, now there are images, forms I recognize, some I do not.  I have words to describe some of them, but not all of them.  Some are just forms.  The forms I recognize are from memories when I was in that human.  Shit.  I am stuck.

I am aware that I am aware.  I am aware that this smaller awareness has nothing to be aware of.  Am I the awareness that is aware of the smaller awareness?  No matter how much I try to get rid of the smaller awareness, its still there being aware of nothing.  This is stupid.  I start not thinking again.  I am the stillness of silence.  I don’t exist, and then, I am back, conscious that I am alive (whatever the word “alive” means).  I try again being silent, again there is nothing.  Oh well, I might as well start thinking again.

Thinking is so limiting, so defining, and all that thinking is from my memories when I was in that limited human, and yet, talking about limiting, when I am silent, there’s nothing (as if that’s not limited).

Maybe it’s more fun to be something, than nothing.  Maybe being in that human isn’t that bad.  Hmmm.  I’ll have to give that some thought (but damn, I’ll be thinking with human words again).  I am screwed.  What the hell is going on?

I am still in a space, being aware of nothing.  I am again conscious that I am conscious, conscious of nothing but that I am conscious of nothing.  Boooooring.  I am starting to appreciate that being in a human isn’t so bad.  At least there’s ice cream.  Hell, right now I’d appreciate being the ice cream.

I feel like going out and hugging killers, murders, despots, plagues, disease, and sure, trees of course.   At least there is something, and not nothing.  I have two hernias and two bad hips.  Thank God (or whoever, or whatever word you want to use, or not).

At least something is happening.  The explosion of life is so cool.  Chaos is magnificent.  Life is fun. I always thought it was fun, but now I know why.  Thank you life for being weird.

I am everything.  I am all of it.  I am life.  I am Tom, and it is hilarious that Tom thinks it’s only Tom.  I am laughing Tom’s ass off.

QUIET EGO HEAR THE INTELLIGENCE THAT IS LIFE

Humans delight in their children and experience pleasure watching them grow and live their lives.  Humans get pleasure from their creations, as does the universe.

Life is an energy-field, a field of energy that is in, through, and roundabout all life-forms and their  energy-fields.  Because of the unity of life’s energy-field everything that can be known is known and is communicated-intelligence, is information that is available if you know how to access it.

Your  acceptance and trust in how the universe does things is mirrored by how much the universe trusts you not to misuse the knowledge you gain.

As you vanquish your ego and trust the universe, it  increases its intelligence in you.  You exhibit your trust in the universe by having no preferences, no needs, wants, desires that must be met, by having no way life must go, by not choosing what does not choose you, by not chasing after ego-generated intentions and outcomes, by being patient as the universe unfolds and delivers what it has for you to experience, and by having absolutely no problems with life doing life its way, but actually receiving all that life has for you to experience with thankfulness.

To the degree you quiet your ego you hear the voice of God (also known as the intelligence that is life).

The journey of life is from the “nothingness” of the stillness of silence, to becoming something and someone, and back to the “nothingness” of the stillness of silence.

When you fully realize life does life for its joy, pleasure, entertainment just like humans do, you will enjoy all that is life, just like life, because you are life, except temporarily you are human with a wackadoodle ego to spice it up.

THE ONE GOD WITH MANY NAMES

 I went to sleep here, and woke up there.  Where is there?  Because I had no preferences when I died, and because I was not physically, mentally, emotionally attached, entangled or identified with need, want, desire, people, places, things, I saw nothing.  Because I arrived there without beliefs, a faith, judgement, and without opinions, biases and prejudices, nothing appeared. Because I had no way life must go, and never cared about the outcome of my experiences, nothing was there.  

I knew I could see and  sense, and I knew I was conscious and self-aware, yet there was nothing to sense, nothing to be conscious and aware of, and even better, there was not  a single thought entering my headless (and bodyless) energy-field.  

Before I died I had transcended my mind’s nonsensical thoughts, had been liberated from personal thoughts of care, concern, worry, stress and fear of what would be.  Long ago I had stopped chasing after things.  I only chose what chose me, for I knew that which was for me ,was here now, or on its way, and that whatever would be would be OK with me.  

So I, the primary essence of my former self, there, waited here, in the nothingness of there, not chasing a thing.  I was merely a conscious-awareness without a preference, without a thought in the world, because I was physically, mentally, and emotionally out of the world, whereas before I died, I had been mentally and emotionally out of the world, while yet physically in the world.

I waited.  Nothing happened.  Nothing was happening.  So I stopped waiting, stopped being alert, and as what happens when one falls asleep, I disappeared.  I was nowhere.

And then, out of nowhere, I awoke here.  I was back here, no longer there, and realized, life here or there is but a dream, that humans are the flesh and blood dreams of the one God with many names.  

Humans are individualized personas and intelligences of the one Intelligence with many names, and like humans, the one God with many names, the essence that is the breath of life, does all things for its joy and pleasure, and that God is merely playing Russian Roulette with itself.

DERANGED INFLATED EGOS

 The absolute mind boggling complexity, beauty, bounty, and magnificence that is nature–the very nature that created and sustains you–should inspire in you a heartfelt appreciation for the intelligence that is life. And...it should not be a shocking surprise  that nature did not need even one of your ego-centric brain cells to accomplish its spectacular creation (though it would be understandable–considering human nature–if you think nature must have been drunk when it created you and me and all the other wackadoodle slightly nuts humans that bitch and moan when life doesn’t cater to their indoctrinated egocentric deranged mind’s every insane, ridiculous, illogical, nonsensical, irrational need, want, and desire).

A mind that wishes, cares, wants, needs, desires (has a way life must go to be happy) has been socially, culturally and economically indoctrinated, programmed, brainwashed, and propagandized to be no more than a perfunctionary societal consumer for slave masters that are nuttier than their slaves.  

The bottom-line is, nature will take care of you, give you everything you need, want, and desire as long as you’re needs, wants, and desires don’t drive nature nuts.  In other words, as long as your needs, wants, and desires are logical, rational, sensible (“but I need to be socially superior and wealthier than the Joneses, and be safe and secure and never get wrinkly old”) nature will take care of you and do what ever the hell it does, just like it already did without an irrational thought from you..

The very idea of accepting and being thankful for how nature works (someday you’re gonna die) really pisses-off deranged inflated egos that must win the deranged human game of Monopoly to be happy.

Seek growth, understanding, wisdom, not things.  If you do that, not only will you have what you need (until nature punches your clock on Earth’s Theme Park Wisdom Ride) but you will enjoy all that is life. 

I WAS BORN IGNORANT, AND NOT MUCH HAS CHANGED SINCE

 I was born ignorant.  Didn’t know anything.  I heard noises.  I was told noises represent people, places, things.  I asked where I come from, why I am here, where am I going.  I hear the words stork, accident, heaven. Mom was ignorant too.  I discovered truths.

TRUTH ONE:  I came out of the earth.  Everything on the earth came out of the earth. Everything is made of earth.  The earth is every person, place, thing.

TRUTH TWO: Things come out of the earth because of things around the earth: atmosphere, sunshine.  Things come out of the earth because of earth’s soil, water, air sunshine.

TRUTH THREE: Everything is made of atoms. Soil, water, air, sunshine, all people, animals, plants, everything is made of atoms.

TRUTH FOUR: Atoms are made of small energy particles.  All people, places, things are made of small energy particles.

TRUTH FIVE: I am small energy particles in human form.

TRUTH SIX: No human knows how, when, where, why, who, what did it.

TRUTH SEVEN: Energy in form is temporary.  Every energy-form falls apart and returns to small energy particles, eventually.

TRUTH EIGHT: Human senses sense don’t sense much.  Some animals sense more than humans.  Instruments humans build sense things humans don’t sense.  Human energy-forms are not capable of sensing very many energies–whether in form or out of form.

TRUTH NINE: Human energy-forms can create things using other energy-forms like earth, water, air, sunshine, atoms, electricity, etc.,  which means energy-forms, like humans, can use their intelligence to act upon less intelligent energy-forms (whether in or out of form) to build and create things like food, clothing, shelter, cars, trains, planes, space ships, satellites, computers and pet rocks.

TRUTH TEN: Humans make shit up to explain what they can’t explain.  Humans have the mind stupefying and bedeviling capacity to believe and have faith that the shit they make up is true, even though they can’t prove that the shit they make up is true.  Because of the misuse of belief and faith, some humans think they know the truth, which causes them to stop seeking the truth, which is why life is often such a cluster-fuck (belief and faith are tools prove or disprove a thing, not substitutes for a thing).  Humans can be real dumbasses.

TRUTH ELEVEN: Nature is how things work.  The laws of nature are the rules of how things work.  If you obey the rules you only blow things up on purpose.

TRUTH TWELVE: Humans are only energy-in-form for a short time, though it can seem forever, like watching water boil for excitement when you are bored.  Other time it seems like life in human form goes really fast, like realizing suddenly you’re older than dirt and can’t remember that you never knew where you came from, why you are here, and where you are going, and why are people looking at you so sad or smiling because your in a casket.

TRUTH THIRTEEN: There is a way for a human-energy-form to enjoy all that is life, but most humans won’t do it because most human thinking is illogical, irrational, nonsensical, or they don’t like it (same thing).  Most humans let their mind’s thoughts drive them nuts, but your mind can be logical, rational sensible and sane if you do the work.  Most human-energy-forms won’t do it because their too busy bitching about other humans and pissed-off that life isn’t going their way.

Everything happens in everyone’s favor.

 Everything happens in everyone’s favor.  That means the universe works equally for everyone’s best interests. That means, NOT your mind’s interests, but your real interests.  Human understanding is limited, which is why it is written, “Trust not to your own understanding.”

This suggests that there is personal interest and broad interest working to gether for everyone’s interests.  It is like a stage play.  Many various personal interests–script writers, scenary carpenters, painters, artists, wardrobe, theater, tickets, advertising, janitors, public, and finally the performance, all done for the profit of producers–and the broadest of interest, the joy of the audience.

If life, if the universe doesn’t do things for its joy and pleasure, why does it do things?  As it is written, “I, life, the universe, God create the dark and the light, the good and the evil.  I life do all these things, and I do them for my pleasure.”

Everyone’s personal joy is taken into account, as the universe seeks joy in the broadest sense for all creation.

Non-existence may be preferable to existence

 Non-existence may be preferable to existence (as when really tired, sleep is preferred).  

The law of diminishing returns requires time to dissipate.

Human minds (egos) that revel in power, wealth, and glory or other great accomplishments tend to want to live forever, to have “eternal” or everlasting life.

Buddhist “in the know,” tend towards self-annihilation or non-existence, meaning no more reincarnation (as they understand the word).  Liberation from multiple lives is a Buddhist quest.

Death of a human body, and death or termination of the awareness, intelligence, energy, consciousness, observer, watcher, or “spirit” or “soul” (whichever you prefer) is only considered dreadful and unspeakable by some human egos.

Absolute liberation from existing (never again being conscious, never again waking from a night of sleep, liberates a human from living a life, or lives, it never asked for, but rather, was “forced” to live.

INTELLIGENT ENERGY

 He said he has a problem.
I said, no, your ego has a problem, and you are not your ego.
Prove I am not my ego.
When you are asleep, do you have any problems?  When your mind is silent, do you have any problems?  
If I am not my mind and ego, what am I?
You are energy being you.  The word awareness is as close as a word can get to that state.  You are who is aware of your mind, ego, emotions, body, or state of beingness, or state of existence.
Prove I am the one who is aware?  Because when I am asleep and my mind is silent, I am not aware that my mind is asleep or silent.  By your logic, I am not my ego, not my mind, not the one who is aware.  And don’t used the words consciousness, observer or watcher, either, since when I am asleep I am not conscious, not observing, and not watching.  So what am I?
Awareness, consciousness, observer, watcher, mind, ego, are just words attempting to explain a state of being.  Let’s put it another way.
Whether awake or asleep, a portion of the energy and intelligence that is life, is playing a human called you.  Intelligent energy (in the form of a body, mind, emotions) is temporarily playing a human named you.  When a human is asleep IT’S awareness, mind, ego, observer, watcher, consciousness is dormant, but the energy and intelligence that is life, is never dormant.
Conclusion: The intelligent energy-form that your ego thinks is you is a temporary manifestation of intelligent energy playing a human.  
Humans have self-aware minds, egos that think they are the names they were given at birth.  
Humans are a creation, are toys that intelligent energy morphed itself into so it could toy, play, entertain, flirt, diddle and experience the total range of emotional energies available by being different energy-forms, by being and experiencing  every person, place and thing its intelligent energy can morph into.

I am at the energy store.

 I am at the energy store.  I need some energy to create with, and some energy to power what I create, however, after the human experience, the last thing I want to create is another self-ware species.  That was a disaster.

Anyway, here I am at the energy store.  The cool thing about energy there is only one kind, it’s called Source Energy.  We just call it Source, and with it you can create whatever energy types you’ve a mind to, even a mind, and yes, even a self-aware mind with a body and emotions.

You can create a sun, air, water, a planet, soil, animals, vegetables and even things no one can see, like ghosts, thoughts, memories.  The list of things you can create with energy is endless.

There is a way to configure Source Energy into self-replicating energy.  If you do that it will produce a conscious, self-aware and intelligent energy-form.  And those energy-forms then come to the energy store and build shit.

The word energy is just a word to describe the building blocks of creation.  No one really knows what else to call it.  It is believed that energy has always existed, and that there’s only so much of it.  It is also believed that once you create something, once you organize energy into a form, the form is temporary.  It will eventually un form and return to Source Energy.  Another way to say it is Source Energy is boundless, unlimited, and infinite, but when made into forms, the forms are bound, limited, finite.

Brain and thoughts focus consciousness.

 Brain and thoughts focus consciousness.   When brain is silent, consciousness expands.  Brain limits consciousness.  Brain and Ego limits consciousness.  Brain and ego have a job to do–create a temporary personal persona consciousness to experience limited, bound and finite consciousness.

Reduce your thoughts, reduce your ego, eliminate mind created self, and you experience infinite, unbound, unlimited consciousness.

Unbound, unlimited, infinite consciousness that is in through and roundabout all things, that is all present, all knowing, all powerful took on human form with brain, mind, emotions to limit its consciousness to experience the uniqueness of limited experiences.

When a limited human consciousness awakens to its predicament, that limited consciousness quiets the mind, quiets the ego, eliminates its mind created persona and experiences a length of time being again what it was before becoming a human consciousness.  Humans are mortal.  The consciousness in a human is immortal.

I AM ALL THAT TRULY IS

 I AM ALL THAT TRULY IS.   I am Consciousness, but right now I am limited by this body, mind, thoughts, emotions.  When I quiet my body’s mind, ego, thoughts and eliminate its mind created persona I can experience what I really am: Consciousness unlimited, unbound, infinite, all present, all knowing, all powerful living in through, roundabout all things, HOWEVER, currently, while in a human body, I get to experience  unique realities as Tom, Tammy, Troy, Travis, Toran, Tyler, Abbie, Christian and every person, place, and thing.

When this body that I am currently limited by, dies, if I have no mental, physical or emotional attachments, entanglements, identities, no needs, wants, desires that must be met or satisfied (if I have eliminated my brain/mind/ego created persona) I will again be Consciousness, unbound, unlimited, infinite.

When a limited consciousness in a human body appreciates all its experiences regardless of what they are, and when it view creation’s magnificence with appreciation for it’s astounding, awesome grandeur, and also realizes my contrast its “nothingness” as a personal consciousness, it will be as a drop of water returning from its journey and diving back into the ocean of the one consciousness from which it emerged, and which it always was.

Once you experience that you are all consciousness having a limited consciousness experience as a human, you enjoy all that is life.  You continue to live your life as a human consciousness while fully knowing it’s but a temporary adventure on Disneyland Death World.

All the experiences humans have (all races, ethnicities, societies, customs, religions, theologies, philosophies, businesses, careers, jobs, abilities, talents, hobbies, etc.) are adventures for the one consciousness.  The one consciousness becomes all consciousnessess for ITS joy, happiness, and pleasure.

As is written, “I God (Consciousness) create the dark and the light, the good and the evil and I do all these things for my pleasure.”

Life (consciousness) is not about humans.  It’s about THE ONE CONSCIOUSNESS (which doesn’t mean THE ONE doesn’t give consideration to humans and doesn’t care about human plight on Disneyland Death world).  But the bottom line is, the play of life is not about the actors (humans) as much as it is about the audience, which is THE ONE CONSCIOUSNESS.

So in your day to day interaction with humans,  all animals and vegetables (especially Cauliflower) consider being pleasant, kind, and empathetic.  Life is not easy for any of the avatars of CONSCIOUSNESS.

SAND CREATURES

 I had grown eight cycles of seasons when I asked the village elder what life is about.  I asked because I saw life is pain, joy, happiness, injury, suffering, sorrow, and death repeating through the seasons.

“We know not where we came from; we know not why we are here; we know not where we are going,” said the Elder, and then said, “Now go collect some wood.”

What are we?  We are sand creatures, made of beach sand, and when we die we return to the sand as ignorant about life as we arrived.

I am old now, an elder, 800 moons, ready to return to the sand. It has been an exiting adventure interrupted by boredom, and I know nothing about life, EXCEPT, how not to be miserable.  I have learned how to enjoy life,  all of it, every season, every sand creature, everything that happens.  And then near the end of my life I had some experiences that taught me things, and they were not about sand creatures.

I learned I am something more than my body, mind, emotions when I was aware I was not in my body.  One moment I was in my body and the next way above my body out among the stars.  When I became aware I was in space, I was suddenly back in my body.  It happened three time.

I told another elder of my experience and he said he had been out of his body and was every sand creature and all things made of sand and when he came back into his body he did not know what he was.  He thought he went crazy.  And another time he said he was out of his body and was aware of all sand creatures everywhere and all things made of sand.  After that the elder said he knew he was crazy, but dismissed his experiences because he didn’t know what to do about them, and they had no value in helping him haul wood or carry water.

Maybe we are not just sand creatures but more, but it doesn’t matter.  What matters, what has value is being able to enjoy life until you return to the sand or return to the stars as some other sand creature.

Sand is smart.  I look around the island and see what sand has built.  I look into the sky at the stars and moon, and at the sun, wind, water and sand, and I marvel at the sands intelligence.  We, sand creatures, can do none of those things, and those things are magnificent, beautiful, beyond our abilities, beyond our senses to fathom how they came to be.  

When I see a parrot or a monkey in a tree I am awe struck that such creatures exist, and no less the tree, and no less that my fellow sand creatures and I exist.  It seems to me that someone or something is having a good time creating life, and maybe, just maybe, it is like the other elder who was aware of all creation, and whatever life is, is also aware.  To me, that thought makes sense, but I know not, but beyond that, I am too busy just enjoying the life I know nothing about.

MY NAME IS NEMESIS - This is my story

Humans are meat sack maniacs, hamburgers with opinions, monkeys with wrenches.

I was human.  Went through the school.  Graduated.  Now I am back where I began.

It was a hell of a journey.

My name is Nemesis.

This is my story.
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I was in Disneyland.  Went to enjoy it.  Instead I wanted to know where did it come from.  Who built it?  When it was built?  Why was it built?  How was it built?  Where did I come from?  Why am I here?  Where am I going? I wanted details.  In the process I forgot to enjoy it.
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I watch my thoughts.  I watch my emotions.  I watch my body.  Because I can watch them, I am not them.  So what am I?  I am the watcher.
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What the hell is a Watcher?
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My body had health issues.  I was left without arms and legs.  Obviously I wasn’t my arms and legs.  Then I had heart and lung problems.  So they replaced them with mechanical parts.  So obviously I wasn’t them either.  Things got so bad that all that was left was my head.  They hooked it up to another machine.  It worked just fine.  I could see, hear, smell, taste, and if someone touched my head, I could feel it.  

One day the machine fell over and my head hit the floor.  They said I was unconscious, but I regained my consciousness.  I asked what the hell happened.  The janitor did it.

When I fall asleep I am not conscious.  When I wake up my brain starts up, starts thinking.  Each time I wake up I forget for a minute I have no body.  

Then my head started failing, so they put my brain in an electric jar with liquid.  I thought I’d drown, but forgot I didn’t have lungs.  I did lose consciousness during the transfer, but when I got conscious again, I could see, hear, smell, taste, and feel better than ever.  They put me in a robot.

Well obviously I wasn’t THE robot.  But I was IN a robot.

So then I had this experience.  I was focused on something, and suddenly my consciousness (whatever that is) was way above the robot.  When I noticed I was no longer in the robot, my consciousness immediately went back inside the robot.  What the hell?  

Obviously, I wasn’t my brain either.  What the hell am I?  What is this thing I call me?

Well, from all the evidence, considering my experiences, I am a consciousness.  What’s that?  I don’t know, but I am going to find out, and I did.

I again was focusing on something and my consciousness was in outer space, and this time I decided to travel.  I am not sure I traveled, or if my consciousness just expanded and it seemed like I traveled.  Anyway, I ran into another consciousness, and we communicated by thought, or more accurately by energy.  I don’t know what that means.  Energy is just a word, like the word consciousness, awareness, watcher, observer, thinker.  Just words, like the word brain, mind, emotions, body, robot.

Anyway, the consciousness I ran into said if I focused and imagined good enough, I could create a new body for myself, so I tried it, and sure enough, I was a fish, a trout.  

Then I imagined a bird, and I was that.    Anyway, whatever my consciousness had learned when in a human body, whatever images I had seen, and whatever experiences I had lived, I was able to recall them and recreate them as energy forms, and they were as real as physical, or as real as a vivid dream.  Real enough for me.

Here’s another weird thing, if I focused on being a bird, I wasn’t aware of anything but the bird, however, when I focused on nothing, I was nothing.  I didn’t exist.  Explain that one.

Anyway, to make a long story short, I forgot to enjoy Disneyland.  Next time I go, I’m going as Mickey Mouse.




 

TAO KNOWS ALL SEES ALL DOES ALL IS ALL

 Tao knows.  Past, present, future.

Brain turns energy into words.

Words are air fluctuation, vibration, resonance, oscillation, frequency, waves.

Wow, your language has beautiful air fluctuations.  Esameeamba.
Letters ,words, sentences, paragraphs, books are a collection of sounds.
What’s your name?  A.  Your name is A.  yes.  Spell it. A
Humans are meaning-generators communicating with other meaning generators.

Humans are energy organized into form assigning meaning to other energy organized forms.

Life is energy playing.  Life is energy organizing, unorganizing, morphing into this and that, one energy form consuming and expelling other energy forms.  Energy doesn’t die, doesn’t kill.  Kill and death means an energy form is no longer in that form.

All is energy morphing, transforming, organizing, unorganizing, reorganizing.  Life is energy dancing.  There is only energy dancing.  
What is war?  Energy-forms, inanimate, battling other energy-forms.
Weapons?  Energy-forms capable of quicker disassimilation of energy forms.
Humans are energy in form.
What is consciousness?  Energy aware.  What is self-aware mean?  An energy-form knows it is an energy form, sees other energy forms.  Senses what other energy forms are doing.

I, a conscious self-aware energy-form, am sitting on a energy-form that was given, by a modulating a rush of  air by a human-energy form, the vocalized name,  chair.  I am currently creating and inhaling an energy-form dubbed, smoke, which is being created by an energy form called cigarette.  I used an energy-form called fire to begin the process of slowly destroying the energy form called cigarette.  

Most opposite sexed human-energy forms can connect their energy forms and produce a bran new human energy-form.

The universe (everything therein that human energy-forms are capable of detecting) contains various energy-forms coming and going in and out of human awareness.

There are energy-forms that human energy-forms cannot sense.  They exist but human energy-forms cannot experience them while being a human energy-form.  

What is a human.  A human is a amount of energy captured and formed into an energy-form called human.  A human energy-form is limited, bound, and finite, whereas before that portion of energy was a dirt energy-form, and before it was captured and became a dirt-energy-form, it was energy without form, and energy not in form is unbound, unlimited and infinite.

How is that the Tao knows past, present, future?  How is it that the energy-sound that humans make, called Tao, knows what other energy forms have done, are doing, and will do?

As one human energy-form is more intelligent than another, and another more intelligent than it, the totality of all energy is more intelligent than them all because the totality of all energy, is them all, knows them all, knows their past, senses their present, knows their capacities, inclinations, needs, wants, desires, knows their circumstances, knows their thoughts, knows all other energy-form’s comings and goings and their intersects in time and space, knows what is on its way, knows when they will intersect and cross paths and crash and burn or not.  The sound, the word, Tao, represents the intelligence that is all energy, and it knows what all it’s energy-forms are doing because it is all its energy-forms.

The dance of energy, in and out of form, is this:   Energy, in the form of a human shoots energy in the form of a deer, thereby releasing that portion of captured energy (that humans call a deer) back to the energy form that humans call earth, until such a time when the energy that was captured, that humans call earth, is released and returns to energy unorganized.  Life is merely energy dancing.  Life is a fiction.  Life is a fiction  story.  The only thing not a fiction is energy unorganized.  Bon Appetite, deer slayer.

RESOLUTION OF CONFLICT IS THE PURPOSE OF A PLAY

 You are an actor in the play of life, and the play is NOT ABOUT YOU, is NOT FOR YOU, and has NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU.  The play is for an audience.  

No producer produces a play for the benefit of actors.  A producer produces a play for HIS benefit.  Thus it is written, “I ‘God’ created the dark and the light, the good and the evil for my pleasure,” for my benefit, for my happiness and joy.

Whatever definition you have for God, if it works for you, WELCOME TO THE PLAY.

Who or what is the audience, the viewers, the listeners, the observers, the watchers or the awarenessess that is enjoying the play, that is getting pleasure from experiencing the play?  IS THERE AN AUDIENCE, or is something else going on?

ALL I SEE ARE ACTORS taking the play seriously.  Drama is everywhere.  The producer is very happy, the audience is happy.  The play is a success.  

War, peace, love, hate, heros, villains, dark and light, good and evil, likes and dislikes, WOW!  AWESOME PLAY.

THE PURPOSE OF A PLAY IS RESOLUTION OF DRAMA, STRUGGLE AND CONFLICT AND A  RETURN TO EQUILIBRIUM–RESOLVE THE DRAMA.  WHEN THE CONFLICT IN THE PLAY IS RESOLVED THE PENDULUM STOPS SWINGING, AND THE PLAY IS OVER, AND IF THERE WERE WATCHERS, THEY WERE ENTERTAINED.

If the actors wake up and recall they are actors, and if the audience wakes up and recalls they are watching a movie, everyone goes home.

I am a stage actor in a play.  I signed a life-long contract.  If I ever quit playing my part, I have to stay in the play until I die.  If I don’t want to die before my contract is up, I have to at least carry wood and haul water, but I no longer have to play the character I signed up for.  

The MOST profound realization you will ever have is the day you realize you are an actor in the play of life, and that the play is NOT ABOUT YOU, is NOT FOR YOU, and has NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU.  

Who was the play written for?   For the watcher, observer, awareness consciousness

The good news is, the audience claps when an actor wakes up and realizes he's an actor and quits playing his part and enjoys the play as much as the audience.  The audience is very entertained to see how the awake actor interacts with the actors who are not awake.  

However, the audience is NOT entertained when all the actors wake up and quit playing their parts and walk off stage.  

THE PLAY IS NOT ABOUT HUMANS; IS NOT FOR HUMANS; HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH HUMANS.  The play was created for the audience.  And humans are NOT the audience.  Humans are actors.  A producer hires actors not for the benefit of the actors but for an audience.  

An actor who wakes up and remembers he is an actor in a dramatic play, does not experience dramatic energy.

Humans think life the play is about them, but it is not about them.  It’s about an audience.  

THE MOST PROFOUND REALIZATION YOU WILL EVER EVER EVER HAVE

I am a stage actor in a play.  I signed a life-long contract.  If I ever quit playing my part, I have to stay in the play until I die.  If I don’t want to die before my contract is up, I have to at least carry wood and haul water, but I no longer have to play the character I signed up for.  

The MOST profound realization you will ever have is the day you realize you are an actor in the play of life, and that the play is NOT ABOUT YOU, is NOT FOR YOU, and has NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU.  

The play was created for the audience.  And you are NOT the audience.  

The good news is, the audience claps when an actor wakes up and realizes he's an actor and quits playing his part and enjoys the play as much as the audience.  The audience is very entertained to see how the awake actor interacts with the actors who are not awake.  

However, the audience is NOT entertained when all the actors wake up and quit playing their parts and walk off stage.  

THE PLAY IS NOT ABOUT HUMANS; IS NOT FOR HUMANS; HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH HUMANS.  The play was created for the audience.  And humans are NOT the audience.  

WHO ARE YOU??

 WHO ARE YOU?

WHO ARE YOU IN THE BEGINNING?  You came into existence when a quantity of energy resulted in a separate individual intelligence (an awareness, a consciousness) that eventually became your weird mother-in-law.  YOU ARE ENERGY IN A TEMPORARY FORM CALLED HUMAN.  YOU ARE AN AVATAR FOR THE INTELLIGENCE THAT IS ENERGY AND LIFE-FORCE, THE ONE CONSCIOUSNESS.

WHO ARE YOU AT BIRTH?  From a human avatar’s perspective, you are a body, mind, emotions.  You don’t HAVE a body, mind, and emotions.  You ARE a body, mind, and emotions.  You (body, mind, emotions) are a mirror reproduction of the genetic memories of your ancestors.  The spooky ghosts of your ancestors are alive and living through you, and they are YOU at birth and later hide in your closet and under your bed  waiting for a chance to scare the “BOO!!!” out of you.

The crazy voices in your head are your ancestor’s ghosts telling you what they want you to do, or what they think of you, and what they like and don’t like, and to eat more anchovies, but hold the pizza.  Welcome to your NATURE.  

WHO ARE YOU NOW?  Your birth-nature (what you came with) had programs (software) added to it.  You (your mind) was trained, disciplined, conditioned, educated, programmed, indoctrinated, brainwashed, propagandized and totally Hollywooded for the benefit of power, wealth, and glory, boob jobs, face lifts and the least psycho psychiatrists you can get counseling from and tell all your friends how sane you become.  Welcome to your NURTURE.  

Today, you are the result of nature, nurture, experiences and memories which makes you just neurotic enough to give a shit what people think.

SCIENCE DOES NOT KNOW.  Science does not know if there was a who done it, how it done it, when it done it, or why it done it, whereas east and west philosophers and theologians, guess, theorize, speculate, pontificate, make up stories, believe or have faith, after which they go to war to control the narrative.

TWO WAY TO ENJOY YOUR LIFE.   Way One: Don’t listen and don’t engage the voices–the thoughts–of your ancestral ghosts, and don’t listen and don’t engage the voices–the thoughts– of your programming (all your experiences and memories that haunt you).  In other words stay out of your mind, ignore your mind (use only the analytical part of your mind that knows how to boil water).  In other words, use your mind as tool, but don’t be its fool.  

Way Two: Talk with your ancestral ghosts, and talk with the voices of your programmed mind and its experiences and memories and enjoy a riotous ride on the wild side of chills and thrills and die screaming,  but remember to be thrilled to have had experiences and emotions that stressed you until you exploded.

WHAT’S THE BOTTOM LINE.  That’s kind of confusing.  Eastern thought is don’t come back for another life.  Extinguish yourself and never shine again.  Western religious thought is, live forever.  Become immortal and feed all the dogs and cats you ever owned throughout all eternity because nothing ever dies.

WHAT’S THE REAL BOTTOM LINE.  You get home from your jungle safari on earth, from your theme park rides, from your pain and pleasure adventure on Death World, and your family asks, “Did you  have a good time?  Did you enjoy it?  Tell us all about it, because I sure as hell ain’t doin’ it myself.  I’m too comfortable, but I don’t mind hearing about it, or reading the book, or watching the movie.  And if you didn’t enjoy it, and didn’t have a good time, remember, I WARNED YOU.”  

WHAT’S THE REAL REAL BOTTOM LINE: Life does life for its entertainment, for its joy and pleasure, just like all of us avatar’s-of-life do our lives for our entertainment, joy and pleasure.  And if you are not having fun, if you are not enjoying all that is life, obviously your avatar-mind is still nuts from all your genetic ghosts of Christmas past yelling at you, and all the programming and propaganda your mind spouts like gospel, so it’s not your time to wake up, but the good news is, you were free entertainment for the other avatars, and though the avatar mind’s that are awake have empathy for your plight, they can’t help but enjoy it, but they don’t tell anyone unless they want to die screaming, which is the coolest of all death options on Death World.