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The Abyss (Breathing Together 2–The Multiverse is Mental 3)

December 31, 2016

I wrote this in a brief moment of inspiration.  Now I feel that inspiration turning into an all too familiar desperation.  I have felt for a long time that an abyss has opened before me.  An abyss created by opposing forces or rather an imbalance of forces–one trying to propel me forward towards the free me I want to be and yet already am and the other, sinister, conniving force chaining me back to remain the enslaved me that I never wanted to be and never really was.


Learning to Fly

–Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

Forward into the Abyss I jump,

Pulled ever downward by heavy, horrid gravity,

Weight of Karma, effects of all those causes,

Pain of all the wronged souls in my life,

What went around coming back around,

Debt of all love borrowed with accrued interest,

Love never given, always taken,

Giving, doing, being, living, loving,

Receiving, waiting, wanting, dying, hating,

Falling faster, will I wake before impacting?

Will I Awake and See and Know and Love and just BE?

Will I rise with Phoenix Wings extended catching air?

Breathing in the breath of life, prana,

Breathing out the breath of love, prana,

Kundalini rising, Divine Mother’s gift,

Serpent Fire burning as ten thousand Suns!

Burning away necrosis, psychosis, stenosis,

Fusing simple into incredible,

Transmuting lead of the dead to gold of the bold,

Burning bright as ten trillion Suns,

Bringing new Life to the dark Abyss!

A Life once glimpsed never forgotten!

Into the Abyss I must jump,

Then, and only then, will I have a chance to fly!

Shalom and Namaste! (See you on the other side!)

Breathing Together (The Multiverse is Mental Part 2)

Latin con- + spirare = breathe together


Breathe, breathe in the air
Don’t be afraid to care
Leave but don’t leave me
Look around and choose your own ground

For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you’ll give and tears you’ll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be

Run, rabbit, run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don’t sit down, it’s time to dig another one

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave.

–Pink Floyd

        “Late Lament”

Breathe deep the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day’s useless energy spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white.
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?

–Moody Blues

In my previous post, I alluded to an ongoing conspiracy to destroy/enslave the human spirit.  You may think I’m a conspiracy nut, but that’s okay because I have already judged, and continually judge myself more harshly than any other being could possibly manage (much to my chagrin).  Maybe this is why I am so negative and unhappy?  I would rather live and deal with sincere negativity and unhappiness than insincere positivity and happiness!  I’m not sure that happiness is anything but an illusory or imaginary state that people struggle their whole lives to attain!  There are other real “states of being” far superior to anything that we can possibly imagine or pretend to achieve.  I experienced one of these states long ago, and it has stayed with me albeit at the bottom of a heap of crap that I have managed to pile on top of ever since!

–to be continued

Namaste and shalom!

The Multiverse is Mental

Our ancestors gained knowledge of the worlds by direct observation and experience. All they had to use were their physical and psychic senses which were highly attuned to all that was around and within them. Their intellect combined with spiritual affinity enabled them to survive under very harsh and dangerous conditions. This natural intelligence, a true balance of right and left hemispheres, perceived the worlds’ multiplicity of forms from a dualistic perspective which converged on Unity. They did not feel apart from nature, but very much one with nature. This oneness has for the most part been disrupted by the focus of our modern society on mechanistic materialism.

As a scientist, I see the physical laws and constants of this universe (as they are presently understood) as one possible expression of “higher” and more fundamental natural laws which “govern” the multiverse. There could be an infinite number of possible expressions and therefore universes. These fundamental natural laws could be the expression of one infinite consciousness (ALL IS MIND, THE MULTIVERSE IN MENTAL). Our ancestors were so much closer to really understanding this in their so-called primitive state than we presently are in our so-called advanced civilized state. And then there is spiritual evolution (and devolution) to consider!

My personal opinion is that the so-called human (not so very) race is racing towards a highly advanced form of barbarism and spiritual poverty which, if not corrected, will lead to our destruction and/or enslavement. This idea is nothing new, and definitely pessimistic, but the signs are all around us hidden in plain sight! The greatest “conspiracy” in human history is being perpetrated right in front of our very eyes, but we are too blinded by the myriad distractions deliberately thrust upon us.

–to be continued

Shalom and namaste to all!

Bhavachakra: Wheel of Becoming

Raging Love = Loving Rage

Spiritual anarchy suffers all things, but rages against the dying of the Light!

Rage against hate, intolerance, selfishness, apathy, indifference, fear, ignorance
Love the untouchable, the unlovable, the haters, the narcissists, the forgotten, the down-trodden
Raging love burning through all barriers, all prejudices, all differences, all doubts, all illusion, all delusion
Loving rage forgiving all transgressions, forgetting none for their lessons to be learned
This love, this rage, this Magic existing deep within, waiting to be remembered, having been long forgotten
Having been hidden, withheld, occulted, misinterpreted, misused, abused
Turned towards the self, away from the Self
Always there, always watching, always waiting to be asked for help
If only we will stop–the mind–stop, be still, be quiet and listen to the Sounds of Silence
The voices of the wise, the understanding, the merciful, the just, the loving, the victorious
Speaking the Lost Knowledge, the forgotten Truth, showing us the way home along the Path of Return.

Selah! Shalom! Namaste!