Yes, 99...... 2

First topic message reminder :

It looks like we’re running up,against the 40 page allotment from the last thread......

And I’m still with Tulsi, unless there is a better suggestion......

99,

I was not aware that anything transpired.  There was a post by foot about the Princess going to the top of the mountain.


smelly,

Are we talking about mindfulness?

Dan, you asked questions and then you condemned me in the same post.

Come on dude.

I’m actually participating.

If you have no room for dialogue, I like all, will leave OMF.

Have you ever thought maybe it’s you Dan, who is blocking things.

Just sayin.

You are fighting from a point of view, not the point of YOU.

And I’m simply sharing the experience of here.

How can that be a block to you?

You see then, you are the block.

A big blockhead in my estimation.

Shrug.

I wish you could dialogue, but I have to accept you as you are.

Accepting things as they are is the benefit of mindfulness.

smelly,

When you talk about being, you’re mostly talking about being alone.  

You can’t seem to get it through your head that we’re all headed back to our Source.  

What else would you like to talk about?

We could be showing the way........

Dan, don't know whats going on but saw, in my mind's eye vision while meditating today, the princess in a raincoat/slicker (a bright colored poncho?) and you reuniting where she called you "Father" and then you both hugged. That was it... nice happy ending.

(was wondering why she was calling you "Father")

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Ok, this is 2x's in one day. SOMETHING is going on now.

I have nothing to talk about, this is happening.

Your characterization is incorrect and profoundly misunderstanding being.

The act of being, is as important as anything else we may become, and perhaps a little bit more so. because we have a say in our being and take a conscious role in shaping and defining it.

All of us are searching for the reality behind the appearances.

You think there is a cosmic gestalt in need of expression through religion and history.

Tarot is an attempt to illustrate the reality behind appearances as an example, but quickly dismissed by ignorants.

You feel there is an underlying truth needing expression.

There is no objective Truth I feel to find.

Our conceptions are human constructs and thus the question is not if they are true or if some or truer than others, but are we satisfied with what we have constructed?

You nor I is satisfied only with rational scientific materialism.

I could live with the tarot as an alternative the rest of my life if I liked.

Does it work?

If we find our conceptions are not working, revise them.

I shared how I did this and you say it’s not relevant, of course it is and personal.

You and I are really progressives.

We would be willing to reboot it all if we find we are wrong.

This is another benefit of mindfulness, not attaching to any conception as literal reality.

What is the sociology of mindfulness?

The tarot documents the shift from feudal authority to the personal.

It tells the story of feudal Italian families from the 1400s moving to a new way of being here.

Crowley attempted to reveal reality through their images.

Any image can reveal reality if you are mindful.

Learning to be is how we stow our own shit before heading out into the social world.

Our conceptions reinforce social structures and authority.

I elucidated simply one way I found to be a human being with some modicum of discipline and how to live in the world.

And you say I am ignoring others.

Man, Dan, sometimes you are the biggest moron muppet on Earth.

Peace out.

99,

I did explain about the father bit, a week or two ago.  I’ll give you a call.......


Now smelly is claiming to have an hegemony on Being........

I’ve got some news for you, Eric.

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Ok

The best thing for Trump to do is leave office today and then have President Pence pardon all of his unlawful legal transgressions so he won't have to face the Federal criminal system when he's out of office. 

It would be too risky for him to take the chance of waiting to see if he wins the 2020 election where he ends up losing and so on. 

I haven't seen this option mentioned yet by the talking heads in the media but it seems like leaving office would be the only option he has if he wants to avoid jail time for multiple offences... and astronomical fines.

No wonder Trump wants the Dems to begin the impeachment investigation.

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Oh, ok. There was a news article on this option last year.

Pardon Donald Trump to get him out of the White House? America should make that deal

https://www.usatoday.com/story/opinion/2018/08/29/trump-deal-resign-presidency-pence-gives-full-pardon-column/1111735002/

usatoday wrote:But if Trump believed that he would face jail time once he left the White House, a pardon might persuade him to exit early. Remember, this is a guy who prides himself on the "Art of the Deal." He might even savor the pardon as the culminating masterstroke in a brilliant career of "tough negotiating," as he calls it.

We have imagination.  We can imagine things being different........ being better.... being worse.  

Imagination causes dissatisfaction and fear.

smelly would have us put imagination out of mind, and replace it with Being....... being here..... being now.

All of us can imagine Trump being gone....... some with hope..... some with trepidation.  

We can all imagine Heaven and Hell...... the world is full of examples of each.  

Our literature can either be dystopian or utopian.

If ours is the best possible world, of what use is imagination?

Let us slough off our imagination, and be with the present moment.  


10:20.........

Is there no vital force to disrupt the best laid plans?  

Does not the vital force also reside within our imaginations?  

What are persons, without love, hope and creativity?

Ours is not to reason why, ours is but to do and die.  

Imagination springs from the realm of the unconscious.

It springs from the Source, perhaps.  

The cosmos could be like the Earth........ with depths that issue forth water and lava.  We live on the crust..... the best possible crust.  We wrestle with the subterranean depths.

We live on Pangea..... surrounded by the many islands..... all part of the Hive...... each slightly below the encrusted surface...... part way in into the Dreamtimes of Original and Final Participation.  

The crust is the Alexander’s knot of entanglement.  

We are Laocoon and Gulliver.

We are about to go diving....... into the Rapture of the depths..... into the cosmic Self. This is our concave Earth...... no longer just a hypothesis.



(cont.........)

Also for your consideration.

wk,

Yes, this is what you see when you turn Marble 3 inside/out.  smelly saw this three years ago, the rest of us saw it three weeks ago....... welcome to Disclosure......

The second one is a bit more metaphysically correct....... just in case anyone was wondering......

Time is fungible, as we discover in the Dreamtime.

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dan wrote:wk,

Yes, this is what you see when you turn Marble 3 inside/out.  smelly saw this three years ago, the rest of us saw it three weeks ago....... welcome to Disclosure......

LOL

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFEftsKAUvY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NOG3eus4ZSo

Time is never time at all
You can never ever leave
Without leaving a piece of youth
And our lives are forever changed
We will never be the same
The more you change the less you feel
Believe, believe in me, believe, believe
That life can change that you're not stuck in vain
We're not the same, we're different
Tonight, tonight, tonight
So bright
Tonight, tonight
And you know you're never sure
But you're sure you could be right
If you held yourself up to the light
And the embers never fade
In your city by the lake
The place where you were born
Believe, believe in me, believe, believe
In the resolute urgency of now
And if you believe there's not a chance
Tonight, tonight, tonight
So bright
Tonight, tonight
We'll crucify the insincere tonight
(Tonight)
We'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight
(Tonight)
We'll find a way to offer up the night
(Tonight)
The indescribable moments of your life
(Tonight)
The impossible is possible tonight
(Tonight)
Believe in me as I believe in you
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight

dan wrote:99,

I did explain about the father bit, a week or two ago.  I’ll give you a call.......


Now smelly is claiming to have an hegemony on Being........

I’ve got some news for you, Eric.  

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Anyone can be here, where did you get a Hegemony from?

Old man, you are drunk or senile or both

From here Dan, the rest flows.

Imagination and mind don't lead from insecurity or fear or survival, they assist and enhance ala our senses.

Ultimately the world is a story of our contact with ourselves.

Interesting wk.

I for one am glad to be here and somehow I know there is only one me and there seems to be a way.

A way to live.

A way to love.

A way to think.

Very fortunate here.

99 and I were on the phone for two and a half hours, explaining Catholic doctrine to each other.  

We were discussing how God would prepare the world for the Apocalypse.  

I was suggesting that OM might be one of the ways.

Heck, it might even be the best possible way.



(cont........)

Bless Chicken Little's Heart

Bless your heart, smelly.  


99 would prefer not to mix ufos and religion.  

Ok...... well, as long as we can keep them safely ensconced...... out there.

Thing is, ufos are are of a mind to keep sticking their foot in our door...... opening our doors of perception...... dimensional little devils that they are.  

Over the ages, ghosts are not much different, but they don’t tell us they’re from Arcturus......... not quite so often.  

Ghosts, usually, are not particularly religious.  

But what if we’re living in a small world, and what if we appear to be outgrowing our britches?  

Do we just hitch up our britches, and move on....... to other worlds?  

What is the message from the stars?  

Well, is there a message, and where is it from?  

There is a message from nowhere.  Every piece of inspiration is a message from nowhere.  

One message might be that inner space might be less fathomable than outer space........ a lot less......

There seem to be physical limits on physical space.  No one has been able to take the measure of metaphysical space.

It’s true that we are the measure of all things, it’s just that we haven’t been able to locate the measuring stick....... button, button, who’s got the button?  

Well, long story short, I told 99........ I might have the button...... the button’s gotta stop somewhere...... or so they say.  

At some point, someone’s gonna have to say...... all ye, all ye, in free.  

Does chicken little look like a referee...... where are the stripes?  

I don’t know.  But maybe I know where there’s a portal or two.  

Well, I might know someone who knows something.  


11.........

But where the heck does God fit into this picture....... 99 might want to know...... even smelly might want to know..... never having run across God, in his extensive travels.  

Well, smelly, you’ve got to have the right dowsing rods.  Isn’t that right, hobbit.  

Most believers are quite sure that they have been able to internalize the right rods..... just ask 99.  

Me......?

I’m willing to put my faith in circumstantial evidence...... as long as I’m reasonably sure about the circumstances.  

When all the other wells have run dry, we have to dig a little deeper.  

But where to dig.....?  

Well, after all the thought in the world, I’m inclined to start digging at home.  Where else, pray tell?  

And then there’s beginners luck.  We might have struck a new aquifer..... we’ll have to get hobbit to check it out.  

They do speak of fossil water....... or is it the fountain of eternal youth?   Got me.  


11:40.......

We, humans that we are, keep looking for the next big thing.  

It has occurred to me, however, that we might be the next big thing.

Another way to put it might be to suggest that we’ve been looking for love in all the wrong places.  

I’m suggesting Narcissism^2.  Hmmm........ didn’t we just elect him President?  Well, we elected Narcissism unchained.....

Personalism is Narcissism^2...... is the Kingdom within. Even smelly will tell you that the streets are paved with gold. Isn’t that right, smelly?

Personalism is solipsism...... on steroids. smelly hasn’t quite figured this part out, yet....... the only way to truly be here, now, is to be a Solipsist. Tell me I’m wrong, smelly.



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God is the clown playing with me.

I am Zeus’ image in his mirror.

God didn’t want me to look for God.

I let religion go years ago and never looked back.

I have not been searching for God or my cause or meaning.

I have taken my life and death as the message and occupied the space.

I participate in my life.

In all my travels, I’ve met no ghosts, monsters, saints or aliens.

Only seen and heard and felt shadows.

The shadows can drive one insane.

But I didnt find insanity or purpose.

I found an invitation to sit down and have a cold one and relax.

That’s how the cosmos revealed itself to me.

A comfy chair, a beer and a joint.

What did I find?

I only found my self here with no where to go and nuthin to do but breathe.

No one or thing will ever distract the smelly goat from breathing his smelly breath and that being enough.

That’s the joy of being here and abiding all of it.

Seems like a hack, well, I hacked my head and heart and connected them.

POW!

The cosmos expands and so do we.

What fills the space?

Yup.  

That sure sounds like a good case of Solipsism...... to me, anyway.  

Now, I’m just asking you to amp that up, a bit.......

All I’m saying, smelly, is that you amp POW..... right up to the Monad.

That’s Solipsism on steroids. Don’t be afraid, smelly, the Monad won’t bite.


(cont.......)

Ha!

Called peace and relaxation.

Try it.

I just take no ones else’s word for anything.

We made it all up.

No need to believe anything.

Not searching.

Nothing to find.

It is a circle.

You still have something to do Dan.

I don’t.

It was finished before it began.

Well, ok......

So you don’t mind sticking around....... as your Monadnock self......

It is happening as you type.

I’m stuck here.

Check.

After you walk into the mirror...

There is no more searching.

Check check.

When you fully become your appearance, you are fully here.

Kung POW Chicken!

Ok, smelly,

I have faith in you.  

I believe that you have invented the better mousetrap.  

And you won’t mind terribly much, if I put out the welcome mat........

Keeping in mind that it’s only been a couple of days since Ack deserted the ship.  

Does Ack know something that we don’t?  

I’m guessing that Ack is setting out to build his own Noah’s Ark, or join up with another crew of Arkwrights.  

Can’t you just feel the competition, smelly?  

But here’s a big difference........

There is competition, but.......

We don’t do secrets, do we, smelly?  

When folks find a portal, they act like they’d struck it rich...... first thing, they look for is a place to hide the loot.  Number three might be the golden goose.  

That’s why the rest of us are still here........ with a smelly goat...... instead of a golden goose.  

Buddha and the j guy were different that way.  They wanted to spread the wealth.  They succeeded....... beyond all measure....... praise the Buddha.  

What can smelly and I offer that the b&j guys can’t?  

Let me think......... maybe it’s that we’re here, now.  

But the j guy did say that wherever three or more of you are gathered in my name, there will I be, also.

I believe it........ but there are too many who don’t, or who misunderstand.  

I wonder if smelly believes this?  

Allow me to answer for smelly.........

Yes and no.......

No is easy....... smelly believes Nothing.  

Yes......?  

Hey, if the j guy wants to make the scene, smelly won’t turn him away....... I don’t think.



(cont.......)

You can’t accuse me of solipsism as I don’t deny the inner or outer world.

I’m fully in both.

No more talk of solipsism then chicken.

Ok, if you insist, smelly, sir........


But, on the other hand, the Monad could not help but feel a tad solipsistic...... so it went and did something about it...... voila!!


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