a reply to: Whatsthisthen
Unfortunately, when the immortal fruit falls its yours like it or not. I was pissed and disoriented for a few months trying to sort it all out in an
objective way as to not be a subject to all the concepts that are what is really impermanent as a conditioned or programmed arising.
Of course if you dont want it? Bite the #ake sandwich... dont look for answers, eat concepts like they are going out of style and argue in the most
ignorantly cognitively dissonant place you can get.
Well, bad advice honestly and well its unavoidable and only a matter of time even if thats in aeons, epochs, or whatever rediculously large numbers
one tries to hide from it... itll get ya.
Oddly enough people chase it... no different really, but you do make it whatever you want it to be as the is no longer and destiny or fate or karma
other than that which binds a body one dwells in... of course if one wants ease then they arnt going to run around getting themselves locked in cages
etc. and well suffering only comes in the form of the limitation one chooses for their form. Unfortunately, there are certain responsibilities
attached to this form I inhabit and choose to share with only two others that animate it.
Pretty kind that they do honestly... as otherwise, not being attached to this form? It would decay from neglect as when their energy is not around?
Just a shell like a coat hanging on a rack. Sure others tried to animate it not so pleasant nor caring on first awakening... vile nasty ignorant
things or energies that are not awake ignorant as hell thhat harm and hurt others that I have seen animate or co conscious with certain family members
in the past... it literally feels like you are wearing that persons face... and absolutely horrid and disgusting if it is unwelcomed, a lot like being
raped but with just energy. Fortunately, the two forms that come by to inhabit out of empathy and love are more like humble loving care takers because
thats their nature.
Lol, yeah this likely sounds like absolute pure unadulterated lunacy being aware of peoples thoughts that grasp concepts and ten label concepts
instead of hey theres a moment ten whoop theres another brand new one right behind it untainted or empty or pure and undefiled right behind it... or
my normal resting "coat" state without a label, hell could be a floor, ceiling, sink drain, everywhere and nothing all at once... no anchor except
that one singular feeling of responsibility to another as a ground or fetter. Unfortunately time away without a cord could decay this form without
those two care takers... one is a very adept lama and one a sort of celestial bride, its kinda funny when im observing and both of them sort of
collide into the body... like knock knock oh I didnt know you were in here sort of like 3 way calling with me the 3rd having nothing at all to say.
Well, when the me, myself, and I wholly collapses? Theres just the observer unattached that comes and goes or basically an awareness or what could be
called a me. Theres personality when called for in a situation a very humorus cynical yet empathetical and very creative one... but mostly void with
no inhabitable thoughts as a residing conceptual stream, its honestly very boring to not be jovial, funny, even the thought of being serious becomes
tedious... so theres those two helpers one sort of just hangs and her presence is like one of bliss and some of the best company ive ever experienced,
like a wholeness and knowing... sort of like when one would have a mental questioning with themselves... of hmm wonder if I should do this or that, or
that whole plotting schemeing and internal personal neurotic business people do called "normal"
Ive none of that, I own the "castle" or "body" she hangs out in it in sheer love and peace when im not in the void of being sort of comes and goes as
she pleases and lama friend is kind enough to come by and make sure she and I dont lay here and die in each others "arms" of course I kinda wonder at
times the percentages of this corprial time share... I know them both outside of this share as far as I know neither has died since Ive seen them
last... many would likely find this odd I suppose, I know they have stuff to do as well, and thats why I consider them kind and loving... I dont care
for any of the others at all in any way shape or form, controlling and ignorant energies irritate me and I want no part of them... no matter how many
blocks shields or spirit bombs to F off they just dont seem to get the hint... especially family, only my son is all I care about blood family wise
might sound crappy but the others either known ya more than long enough cheers and thanks a holes F off or never even really knew ya and well good
luck in whatever I dont really care about knowing Ive my own life im not a therapist or guidance councilor.
Of course IRL Ive friends and associates of various sorts and of various natures... and most random people in public are just tiresome to be around
like a huge stupid group of two year old monkeys on a play ground in adult bodies playing 1up, chest puffer, and my blah blah can beat up or is
superior to your blah blah ego trash. So im choosy and somewhat random in my outings to avoid such people... but dang its like 90 plus percent that so
10 percentish thats cool get the general shaft along with it cause I just cant deal with so much negative on family side and derpa derpa public side.
So night owl hermit...
But hey I dont know what kind of assinine crap those 12 whatevers were doing but it sounds vile and hateful despite the picture being painted...
martyred for a bunch of conceptual garbage is nothing but some vain nonsensical ritual that does whoop jack squat nothing, sounds like some
ideological control system... because of your sacrifice our hateful woo woo can continue to be funded and nothing really change with of course the
biggest fakest plastic grin one could ever manage without being a cartoon of course with a held tilt and slow blink blink 50s female robot does not
compute but heres a pretty smile darn ya smile for you anyway sort of disease seen quite often in the deep South... of course when its one of those
thats real? It can be quite charming but thats needle in a haystack 99% is fake political esque vulcanized rubber.