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Comes the Reaper

How many people know the day of their death ahead of time?

Some do. The suicide. The condemned…

But chances are that you will not see it coming. You will wake up one morning with a head full of thoughts, plans, worries. Most likely you will drop into your familiar routine. Take a shower, brush your teeth, get dressed. Maybe have some breakfast.

Leave the house and drive away, leaving your family behind.


No big deal. Just another day. You’ll be back later.


Except that you won’t. You will never go home again. You will never see your family again. Today is your death-day. The terrible yet abstract fact that you must die will suddenly become starkly real.

The manner in which you are killed can vary. With or without warning. A sudden pain in your chest. A screeching of tires. Whatever it is. It has come. And you are no more.

Imagine this happens to you today. Right now. Where do your last thoughts take you? Who do you think of? What are your regrets? Who have you hurt?

It’s too late to make amends now. You’re finished.


Funny how little we appreciate air until we begin to drown. How the people and the things we most take for granted become heart-achingly precious only when they are lost forever…

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.

Morpheus Rex

The World is totally real and it is a complete illusion.

You are mortal and you are immortal.

These conclusions make perfect sense and they make no sense at all.

Enlightenment is the realization that everything is relative to and only has meaning when compared to something else. It also shows us our own inner nature as the nexus where Everything meets. (Not you, silly human. The Simple “I Amness” at the core of all consciousness that is the true You.)

The consciousness that is at the center of who you are is the exact same Consciousness that is at the Center of all there is. The difference is that you are experiencing Reality as filtered through a human brain.

All creatures are truly temples of God.

At your core you are only a Witness. This is very difficult to see through all the programming and auto-piloting “software” that is a human mind.  We get so caught up in our dramas, we forget who we are. Often great suffering or fear becomes the catalyst of our Awakening akin to the way a nightmare can jolt us from our little sleep.

When your body and brain die they will both fade away.

But you will still be there!

You will shake off the costume and become aware of your true nature as God.

Death is an illusion. You are already everywhere.

So where could you possibly go?

The Outer Darkness

One of the biggest lies that Western scientific materialist atheism brings to the table is that we are somehow more conscious than everything else. That we are aware in a way that smaller, less sophisticated brains can never be.

“Other creatures are just self-replicating eating machines. They aren’t really conscious like we are. They can’t make plans. They don’t really love each other. It’s just instinct. They don’t have feelings. Not really. Not like us. They are primitive. Don’t anthropomorphize them! They are just animals.

And plants? They’re not even creatures. They have no sense of self whatsoever! They are just cells organized into machines that are programmed to process matter in ways that are analogous to what animals do. Technically that makes them alive but they don’t know that they are alive. They don’t care.

There are other things that we can say are life. Things that are too small to be in any way conscious but they are organized matter. Fungi. Bacteria. Viruses.

Everything else? Just dead matter and dead energy churning around in dead space. Quanta making up atoms making up molecules. Not alive. Not conscious.

Damn. We are special!”


We teach this to our children. Some of them believe it. They think about it. They go home, procure weaponry and return to the school. They try to eliminate the source of the pain they feel. The pain that is caused by the contemplation of  the empty pointlessness of it all.


Taught as truth: Originally there was nothing. Somehow it then exploded and that’s where all this matter and energy came from. Oh yeah, and a bunch of Laws. So the stuff tends to organize. None of this contained consciousness. Why not? Well there was no need for it, of course. Over time, entropy will return everything back to nothing again.

Fact: We are conscious. You may argue that the brain only creates the illusion of consciousness. If that is so, then who is experiencing that illusion? If you think that you are not really conscious, you might as well stop reading right here.

The current scientific theory is that matter somehow becomes more conscious as it acquires greater complexity. This sounds dumb. There’s a reason for that…

Because it’s dumb.

Consciousness is not a curious little phenomenon that only occurs in certain highly specialized monkey brains. Consciousness is the all-encompassing primary background-field of the universe. God; The Ancient of Days.

You and I and every other thing in this universe is this same God peering out through myriad different realities and experiencing Itself as Everything. You are a character in the Great Play. Your life is a blink of God’s eye that opens with your birth and closes with your passing. You are actually God peering out from that meat-puppet. When your puppet dies, you will discover this truth.

So rejoice! Your soul is the eternal Soul of All. You are everywhere and everything. All is conscious because all exists within God. This Consciousness is in all things equally but manifests in different ways. The “genius loci” are real as are the spirits of the land revered by so-called primitive religions. The very stones are your brothers and Earth is your mother more literally than you know.

False Dawn

People like to say they want freedom. Freedom from what?

Restrictions. The manacles of laws that prevent us from accomplishing our will. Natural laws. Human laws.

I am aware that there is or was a television show based around a serial killer who only preyed upon other serial killers. Since this killing could be seen as just, the audience could allow themselves to vicariously root for the “hero” as he dispensed his idea of justice upon the bad guys. They could also imagine what it would be like to do the killing themselves.

That’s okay though. Can’t hurt to just imagine something. Can it?


There is a dangerous state of consciousness that I have seen occasionally wherein a person attains Enlightenment in an incomplete manner (often through the use of psychoactive chemicals). They come to realize the absolute relativity of all things. They gain a mental freedom that few will ever know. They see that only the Absolute is real. Everything else is smoke and mirrors. Their problems; their lives. Other people’s lives. All illusions.

Then the drugs wear off.

They drop back down to earth, clutching their little piece of stolen god-fire. They retain the memory of what they have seen but they cannot incorporate this knowledge fully. Seeing that death is also an illusion, they lose all fear of it. Then they extrapolate this to see that when any of us dies, the illusion is broken and we all return to God. Return to being God.

So everything is absolutely okay. Nothing is truly evil. Not even suicide. Not even murder.

I call this the Manson Miscalculation.

They understand that love and fear are the same thing but they assume this means they can be interchangeable. In mastering their minds, they’ve lost their hearts.

One thing that held me back for a long time was the idea that accepting the truth that love was only relative was reprehensible to me. I wanted Love to be better than it’s opposite. But my mind demanded I yield to it’s inescapable logic.

Then came the Stone and I saw that I was quite literally out of my mind! Was I Spirit? Sure! Why not? That’s a nice, undefinable label. My logical mind had reached it’s utmost limit.

But I had not.

I Am Spirit. Love calls unto Spirit and needs no reason. Love is it’s own reward.


Evil is not forbidden. It’s just stupid.

Why’d You Do It?

Let’s explore killing people!

Not actually doing it, of course. But just thinking about it.

Let’s start with one of the scariest types of people we can imagine. Serial killers. People who, for whatever reason, decide to kill innocent others. Their prey are generally strangers who are just going about their lives. People who have done nothing to deserve such a brutal death.

Without going into the intricacies of their psychology, I think we would agree that these killers are being totally selfish. They are inflicting their will in the most terrifying manner with no thought or compassion for their victims. They do it for their own pleasure. It’s thrilling. The free manifestation of anger. Murder feels good if you are filled with hatred.

Hedonism.

That’s kind of the opposite of altruism right? Being selfless and generally loving and caring about others is the best way to be. Right?

Why?

Why does one volunteer at the animal shelter or donate money to feed the homeless? Why do we do everything we can for our children?

Because it feels good to do so. Love feels good.

Hedonism again? Is it selfish to be selfless?

Does this mean that everything we do is selfish?

Would you give up your life to save someone you love? I certainly would and I think most people would also. Would you give up your life to save a stranger? That’s a tougher one. I mean, you might be making your kids into orphans just to save someone who might possibly be a serial killer or at least a total asshole. Would you die to save your pet dog? Many people do. How about a stray cat? We’re coming up to the line here aren’t we?

So we will die for love but only if it’s in our own self-interest.

So everyone is trying to do what they want to do. Now, who controls what it is that you want? You are certainly the door-keeper of your desires and compulsions, but are you their originator? No. But you will give in to them if it seems to be in your best interest.

Okay, let’s get back to killing people!

Everybody is going to die. That’s the way it works. Nothing is forever. Death is not evil. (It is actually a necessary illusion but that is fodder for another post.)

Nor can we predict the future. The end result of randomly killing a young lady might result in her never giving birth to a child who grows up to be a serial killer. Killing her could save many innocent lives. (I know, not likely. I’m not trying to make a case for serial killing. I’m trying to get to the heart of what evil is.)

The killer is not the source of the evil he visits upon the world. He is just allowing it in because he does not know that hurting others equally hurts himself.

There is a popular idea that can be summed up as the Golden Rule or the Law of Reciprocity. Most of us are familiar with it. This is based on the fact that the world you experience is a reflection of how you are on the inside. The state of your mind alters your reality.

Have you heard the popular teaching story about the two wolves? The gist of it is that there is a black wolf and a white wolf that are constantly fighting inside of people for control of their hearts. The one that will win is the one that gets fed.

Your overall outlook on life is built upon the myriad little outlooks you have taken over the years. Each time you decide to look at the bright side of a situation, you get a little closer to heaven. Each time you chose to see the dark side, the world will slowly become ever so slightly more hellish. As you change the way you see the world, the world will change to become whatever it is you wish to see.

To choose love is it’s own reward. Whether or not that is selfish is an important clue as to what the nature of the self might be.

So the next time you meet a serial killer, tell him to look on the bright side!

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