Immaterialism 5

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We are only apparently here.

You are free because of that in a sense.

We can do away with all the nonsense.

If you really let that work on you, wow!

The ego will resist it unto death or it will just turn to jello.

You will float on your back, one with the sky that fills your view if you accept what is appearing is a projection from what is fundamental.

Life is this, that and the other, at the same time.

What if the world realizes they are only apparently here?!

What a world that would be.

I demand it to appear.

Right...

Now
Now
Now

“I’d love to change the world
But I don’t know what to do
So I leave it up to all of you”

I was always a coward

KneWs FroM KnoW WheRe!??!



https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dinosaur_intelligence

https://ascensionglossary.com/index.php/Lost_Tribe_of_Dan

Nothing or any one is lost.

We are saving the appearances.

History isn’t here to help.

We are here.

Ok, smelly, we are here to save the appearances, and everything and everyone will help.

Saving the apparitions will be a cosmic conspiracy. This conspiracy is called monism.

And this saving will be initiated by the tribe of Dan...... the pagan  Antichrist...... who just so happens to be a Jesus freak.  

I had a dream last night.  I was relating it to Ron, when Aliyah called him.  I texted to her, asking her to interpret the dream.  I haven’t heard back.  

It was like I was watching the model floor plan of a temple being flooded.

When the water reached a critical level, I was yanked away from the scene, like a fish being yanked out of the water. There was a swooshing sound that might have be coming out of my mouth. I was already awake.

My only interpretation is that this has something to do with the opening of the portals.



(cont........)

I met another appearance last night who was the dazzling darkness itself. Wow!

It's obvious what is and is not happening

More portals are opening it appears

She called herself No Light

There were 3 others there also who had that gnowing grin

Interesting things are happening it appears

Aaron,

Something is happening.........

Several months ago, Foot opined the the Princess’ effort was just keeping a step or two ahead of a more spontaneous, but equally global opening of the portals.

There had been speculation about about k,j,d&d going to Laughlin, but Foot, who had initiated it, seemed to shut it down, yesterday.  

Each of us is going ahead with our existing paths...... k&j continue to work on the not so secret machine by the Lake....... Doug on his musical.

TTSA is still making noise about recovered parts...... talking about saving appearances.



(cont......)

Fuck The tribe of Dan

We aren’t going to do it with an idol or god.

We are doing it.

Each can accept responsibility and only each can.

Stop chasing fantasies.

We are here.

You fall back into the sky.

No messiahs.

No religions.

No problem

Easy peasy.

All we have to do is let go and drop our claim on all things.

They don’t belong to us.

It all just is what is.

Saving the appearances

Riding the train all the way home

Team work makes the dream work

smelly’s just not going to let me be the Antichrist.  

Hey, smelly, we’re all on the A team.

smelly doesn’t like to wear the Scarlet Letter. C’mon, smelly, have some pride....... help us save the apparitions. Don’t worry, we’ll protect you.


(cont........)

“The One Mind in order to behold itself first causes a contrast by phenomenalizing itself—creating as it were a false other.  Then confronted by its own phenomena it passes through it and out of it returning to itself.  By this return phenomena is saved, so to speak.  It was always heuristic.  But the big payoff is freedom from further suffering.  Nothing changes yet everything changes.”

You fall back into the sky.

Sorry Dan, I don’t know anything but let go.

Let go
Let go
Let go

Yes, we are just returning to Ourself.  

This little sojourn is the Ouroboros...... the CTC...... the small world.

Tell me smelly, do you see me hanging on to anything?  

Yes, ra&k hold my hand. Is that cheating?

Have you run out on M? You are such a big brave boy.



(cont.......)

We cannot have it both ways.

dan wrote:Yes, we are just returning to Ourself.  

This little sojourn is the Ouroboros...... the CTC...... the small world.

Tell me smelly, do you see me hanging on to anything?  

Yes, ra&k hold my hand.  Is that cheating?  

Have you run out on M?  You are such a big brave boy.  

(cont.......)

You can’t cheat, only delay.

It was always heuristic.

We don’t need a straw man Anti anything to finish this up.

We can clean up.

Like Jesus in the market place, when I see them, I hulk smash idols.

It is the only way.

Crazy medicine.

I have become quite good at it.

Sorry I was so harsh with everyone, but I’m not

What happens happens, I accept it all, but any thing will react to my focus.

But we can hold on to no metaphysics or physics or thoughts.

Hulk smash!

The meaning of things is their appearance.

smelly,

You seem to forget that I was the one who introduced you to Owen.

Can you imagine, smelly, that Jesus is almost as real to me as Marisa is to you?  

That all I’m saying.  Do you have a problem with that?  

I’m a relationalist........ to be real is to relate to persons.  

Jesus relates to more people than you or me.   Therefore, Jesus is more real than you or me.   Do you have a problem with that?

Hitler also relates to more folks than we do. Does this make Hitler more real?

Perhaps, but in a decidedly negative way, to most of us.

In the end, only love survives. Hitler will not survive...... not as a person, but merely as an object of scorn. He forfeited all personhood. We do, too....... to the primordial person...... which likely has an uncanny resemblance to Jesus and one of the Mary’s.



(cont.......)

Dan,

My grandfather passionately believed in and claimed he had seen the 'little folk' (Leprechauns). They were very real to him..

Just because I didn't see them, doesn't mean they aren't real..

I believe in and loved my grandfather

You are welcome to Jesus, but you don’t need that concept or any, you can drop it and you still keep going

I would say Jesus is not relatable at all and has been so perveted into an idol. He doesn’t live inside me

Dan, I considered leaving M and living in the woods the rest of my life, but the meaning of my life is what appears.

M and I are together for the long haul, our 1 year anniversary today actually.

I’m a fearless goat.

Maybe I’m beginning to understand your problem with the j-man, smelly.  

I can understand that you had a lot of aversive stimulation with regard to the j guy, many folks have.  

What you are failing to recognize are the social, interpersonal aspects of that person.  

It would be fair to say, and I think you would probably agree, that he has had a far greater impact on modern civilization than any other person.  

Not all of that impact has been positive. The world without him would be unrecognizable.




(cont........)

True, one who has been a believer then tries to get away from all of it when they realize what they are doing.

I simply see my self in the mirror.

I have stripped it all down I can.

There is no one here but us who are one and yes, connected to all from time too.

But Jesus isn’t here.

Jesus you refer to is a concept, a construct of the Roman Empire still tyrannically subjugating the muppet.

I am free from such nonsense, I can only say, it ain’t for me.

I killed Jesus Dan.

I had to.

I wish to god you would, but whatever floats your goat

I don’t really care if you follow a person, but I never will.

Even my own image is a false one, but it appears to be me here.

It is possible, smelly, that you got a special, personal pass, but most of us are not that special.

I would never say that and I don’t think that

You can kill all those voices, maybe that makes you like this.

There are a good handful who have also come to this place of no place, I’m not special.

I am no better or more than a mosquito or a cow.

Mooooooooooo

smelly,

Have you reached the final destination?  

How certain are you that other folks might not need or want their ‘salvation’ to be correlated with that of their loved ones?


9:15.......

And what do you think of the Buddha, coming back to help the muppets?  Was that a misadventure on his part?  

Our fellow persons only get in our way?  




(cont.......)

I will bark my reply back to you because you asked, humoring me or not, I don’t care

I do not know where I am but here.

I do not know what anything is but what is.

I have no names for what this is.

It isn’t in any book I ever read.

The direct experience and non-experience of what is like nothing really I expected.

I don’t know what happened.

I just kept it up, kept up my folly.

I was just pulled back into the sky that never changes, but I am also here in the world of illusions and change.

Do I feel relaxed, more so than ever, does that mean I totally cracked up?

Perhaps.

I know I have every guru beat.

I know I can parry any attack.

I know I never need to read another book.

It’s not because I found answers, I gave up the questions.

That’s freedom for me.

I like freedom better than anxiety.

I did intellectually think I didn’t understand anything before the sky took me.

I fell backwards by no effort of my own, because I let it all go.

I can only offer my opinion to someone to let it all go.

I know I can die any moment, but only my ego sense will cease to be.

I am open accepting awareness of what I perceive and I won’t go any farther, because I’d be lying.

I still have visions and have been very creative, but they don’t mean anything.

What appears here is the meaning.

I don’t know what this is.

I don’t care.

It’s enough.

I’m breathing.

That’s enough

But it’s all apparently made from the same stuff and it’s only apparently here.

Buddha is not here, I am.

I don’t have any thoughts about it or him.

There were some fine Human Beings who I appreciate tried to leave something for ones like me.

I see that they dropped flowers that I can smell.

Really, I’m very grateful.

But they all say, go boy, fly, don’t stop, don’t look back.

Just go straight on.

None of the old ones are here, I am.

I feel I honor them, by remembering them.

I have emptied my mind of all their books and words and physics and metaphysics.

I’m useless I guess.

That feels ok to me.

I just want to melt into the background.

Since no one reads OMF, I’m almost there maybe

I seem to laugh a lot more, not the nervous fake laugh, those belly rolling non-stop ones.

Bahahahahahahaha

That’s nice.

But I also seem to not be emotionally bubbling like I used to be.

It’s worth going all the way for this for me, unto death.

I don’t know how much more empty or naked I can be before death.

I can go my own way which is no way.

There’s no path or road.

There is no destination, but the journey.

I have no future or past.

Fuck **gulp** I’m dead.

Good show

The show is the show.

What is is what is.

We have it all confused, man, have we said a lot about nothing

I like not being confused better.

Cause I am going to die.

And I am glad I owned my life before I finally did and can blame no one for it.

And I said all this here because I don’t know who is watching.

But I wanted them to know I heard my self.

By being this out loud, naked, we give others permission to let their freak flag fly.

And I dropped the flowers I found growing inside me.

The more I picked, the more that grew.

I felt compelled to do this, as I had picked up the flowers I had left for my self before.

I had to keep the flower dropping going, I don’t know if it means anything, but I am glad I faced my fear and the shame of being exposed as the lie I am.

These are potent flowers.

They grow from the tree of life and death.

They don’t grow on earth.

They grow in our hearts.

Maybe the Wu Wei of humans is to grow these special flowers.

Shrug.

Let’s get naked up in here!

Judge me the fool I am and I will kiss your cheek or fart on you, maybe both at once.