a reply to: Peeple
The less society looks or agrees on the existence of something the more the bubble or dream of whatever it was fades away or pops.
Some will remember or even recall but not enough for it to be a relevance in the hive mind to exist or pesist.
Persistence of memory...
I have had dreams of entire life times... other lives of a "me" and all seemed well and fine and then all of a sudden waking up and then recalling the
details of "this life". Then saying oh; must have been a dream... because that immediately explains it away.
These days? Since we all only exist in a specific relativity to one another? Less than 3.7 degrees anywhere there is the internet... but yet how we
exist to them? Will never be us; just a conception or perception of us, to them. It is possible in higher tantra for two energies to completely merge
together beyond the conceptual being... one mind, one flesh, one being of contact.
Of course the same is possible on the universal level as well; in bliss or rapture of course such a thing can be an extreme as it is easy to forget
the suffering of others... compassion and empathy for all of those struggling leaves a foot in both worlds as the middle opens up as the gateless gate
inbetween them... in such a manner one door is always open and the other never closes, it is a good thing to continue in such a manner as learning
never ceases... I don't mean conceptual book learning. But direct absorbtion like source code over vast distances and frequencies.
Lots of beings ready to help; of course... I'm a bit of an asshole, because I leave that door open... for both to rise and fall to do the work they
need to do as necessary so that both can learn.
Sure, it is tempting to let the human/animal realm go but what is the difference in the god/titan & deva/asura realm? Only form and state of mind...
grasping is still the same; it is just the time frame is different. It is easy to slip and forget suffering in such an extreme then compassion and
empathy for others is forgotten and then learning sort of ceases, and one forgets what that existence was like.
So, day after day I sit here as a gate between the two... the formation of others appearing has ceased, now there are only "spirit/energy" beings
around; they look exactly like heat sweltering on a hot road or fuel fumes like a colorless smoke.
When I woke up this morning; there was a young "Egyptian" fellow maybe aged 7 or 8 standing to the right side of the bed which is a loft; his right
eye was painted like Horus he turned away to say something towards the kitchen then disappeared.
When not attached to such things in pure observation? They have gotten to be somewhat of a normalcy... I am not sure if it is because I have ceased
the function of thinking and labeling of objects and sounds as well. Some of them have tried to "dictate" or predicate what I may be "thinking" or
"translate" it to another.
The first time that phenomina occured I found it very irritating; especially when it was no where close to what it would be. In an alternate
reality... perhaps not having any "thinking" activity if I were hooked to a machine would have medical practioners thinking myself "brain dead" or in
a coma of sorts.
What a hoot that would be huh? If I was actually in a coma but not in my reality or relativity...
Of course I often feel energies familiar... some I do not enjoy at all, some I do... one very much so in particular twin flame sort of feelings.
Who knows how you exist to another without accepting the "conspiracy" of it?
Of course my energy is getting better and I can get more accomplished than I was... I have heard of people finding themselves in a hoarder sort of
situation, that go to clean pick up something... and then just sit there for hours and hours sort of stuck.
I'm stuck because of the living will situation... but; impermanence. Things will change whether I will them too or not; karma becomes due from the law
of causation. If they have not escaped the cycle of existence or becoming? Then why grasp and desire for anything else... I do have to admit that the
last two years have felt like five. Used to be a year felt like three or four months... so, anyway back to observation of phenomina arising and
passing moment, to moment, to moment.