Tag: Memory Page 1 of 2

Lethe

Do you remember ever being unconscious?

Seems like a stupid question but it gets to the heart of a very common, almost universal misconception. The idea that consciousness can end.

What happens when we wake up? We remember who we are and where we are. What we need to do. The memory of where we just came from begins to fade immediately.

What happens when we fall asleep? We dream. Sometimes as we dream, we realize that we have another life that we had forgotten about. This one.

“Lucid dreaming” is what we call the experience of realizing that we are dreaming during the experience. We become conscious of the fact that we are dreaming while our bodies are sleeping. With practice, it is possible to gain the ability to retain our self-awareness as we pass from waking consciousness into the dream state. Once you are able to do this, you will realize that consciousness remains unbroken at all times.

The memory of it however…


I was once placed under anesthesia whilst undergoing a major surgical procedure. I retain no memory of what I experienced during most of this “unconscious” period but I do remember the last few moments before I “woke up”.

I was deep in conversation with another person (who it was I cannot recall), when I suddenly became aware that the anesthesiologist was trying to wake me up. I remember informing my unknown friend of this and that it was time for me to leave. We bid each other farewell and I distinctly remember knowing that we would meet again.

I then woke up on my gurney to the voices of the doctors and nurses around me. There was no break in my actual consciousness. Just the segue to a different scene with the memory of what came before receding as if it had been merely a dream…


What’s the difference between dream and reality? Is the memory of a dream a real memory? Certainly nothing you remember now is real anymore. All that remains of everything you’ve ever experienced are memories. The vast majority of which are forgotten forever.

Memories are so fragile. They can be false. They can change. They can fade away and be lost forever like the wake of a ship in the night.

Who will you be when your body is gone? When your brain is gone? When all your memories are gone?


I’m not being rhetorical here. Really think about those last questions. If you can slay this particular dragon, you will find yourself ensconced in an unassailable Fortress.

Spectacles

Look around you. You see the world, right?

Wrong.

What you see is symbolic of the true world. As with most things I say, this makes no sense on the surface. That’s because you only look at the symbols that you have replaced reality with. Once you give something a name, it becomes the shorthand label. After that, you generally never see it again. It becomes a pale shadow of it’s actual self. You only experience it in a low-minded, glancing manner.

Which makes it seem inexplicable.

What is sex really? What is love really? What is death really?

Why do they all seem to be connected really?

Get out of that god-damned word-forest! Who are you? Your name? Your body? Your mind? Your soul? Your spirit?

Those are all labels. Symbols. They mean nothing by themselves. They are not the real thing. Not the real you.

The real you is… what?


If you can see through this once, everything else will fall into place.

We are evolving as a race. As more of us attain this State, future children will be born with this Understanding. This is as big as the jump from instinctive animal consciousness to human self-awareness. From a single cell to an amazing, complex organism.


Time makes a useful servant but a terrible master. The time we experience is symbolic of what? Think!


Think about generational relationships. Grandparents, parents, children. Where does one end and another begin?

Don’t just look at the surface. Not at the symbols. Not at dates and times. Look at what is passed from elder to younger. Memories. Discoveries. Can you see that it’s all one thing? An endless thread in an endless tapestry? Thinking of ourselves as separate people is a convenient illusion. And a dangerous one. This is the root of all suffering. Selfishness.

There is only One Thing.

One You.

The Paradox at the Heart of it All.

Chrysaline Dreams

Freedom.

Isn’t that the ultimate state? To act upon your desires. To exert your own will without responsibility. Without repercussions?

Sovereign.

It’s right there for the taking. (Provided you have the strength conveyed by the Knowledge of your true nature.)

Can you provide your own security? If your Reality suddenly dissolved into chaos right this moment, how would you feel? How would you react? Will you still be okay when you lose your mind?

You won’t know until you try it.

If you are relying upon your mind to keep it together for you, there is a rather nasty experience waiting for you up ahead.

Your mind is a monster! It is not you and you are not it. This conglomeration of ancient, broken parts held together with the gum and rubber-bands of your scattered hopes and impotent wishes has you enthralled. Has you convinced that you could never survive without it.

This is the occult Dweller On The Threshold.

Can you destroy it? Or will it destroy you?

Which would be better?


“Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose…” – Foster & Kristofferson


NOTHING is invulnerable.

Missing Time

It is sad, is it not? That our lot and our destiny, brings us misery as the price we pay to love each day? Are we asking too much? Now we reach out and touch the faces, the traces that hardly exist in the mist that is Mind and always we find that the ones who we loved now are gone.

Burning Love

The light that flickers underneath
can make you laugh until you weep
so lift the basket when you can
to show you’re not afraid of them.

They’ll flutter to your merry flame,
then scream and burn and lose their names.
No more to flit across the night,
leaving just the pure, hot Light.

Timeless

Student:
“Ten years ago, I wrote a letter to my future self and kept it in a drawer. Today being the ten-year anniversary, I opened and read it. It contained information that I had forgotten about that would be important to me in another ten years. So I sat my present self down and wrote another letter to my future self that I intended to open and read ten years hence. My question is this: If I am a different new-born self in each instant, am I communicating with people that don’t exist? And are they communicating with a me who doesn’t exist?”

Master:
“Just stop! You’re making my head hurt. Our true form is a serpent. To be new-born constantly would require you to be alternately new-dead at the same rate. In fact, it is all you, past, present and future. The Real world exists in eternity. “Eternity” does not mean “time going on forever”. It is outside of time entirely. We only enter into time when we wish to change something. Time provides a “frame” upon which change can be effected utilizing the leverage provided by bracing against the additional dimension. Remaining within time requires self-discipline and/or genuine interest in the project. Now begone!”

Page 1 of 2

Powered by WordPress & Theme by Anders Norén