Who do we think we are?

Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life is but a dream

Row, row, row your boat
Gently up the creek If you see a little mouse
Don't forget to squeak!

Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream If you see a crocodile
Don't forget to scream!

Row, row, row your boat
Gently to the shore
If you see a lion
Don’t forget to roar!

@awestruckt wrote:Ack,  Dan has mentioned your "portal experience" a few times, the only detail being that you never wanted to see a portal again.  I thought I recall you saying it had to do with a mirror, and maybe mentioned trans-surfing but those posts were so long ago, and Dan's recent mention rekindled my fascination.  Are there any other elements that you would be willing to share?  If not the specific experience, perhaps like the context and some general observations?  Like e.g., 'I was sitting around with the princess and she flicked me on the forehead and I looked in a mirror and my reflection flipped me the bird and opened his mouth and shot out beams of love the burned away my separateness' or whatever....set/setting and even just some breadcrumbs?  Like was the content personal, or dealing with universals, was it like an interaction vs. an experience of another spacetime geometry, etc. etc.  Pahhhleeeeaaasssee?????  

dan wrote:Now, we wait for the other shoe to drop....... waiting with baited breath to hear from our mystical mascot..... our court jester.....

Mind you, this anticipation was brought on by the New York Times, no less...... the gray/grey Lady.  

I’m just going with the flow, smelly....... look, ma, no paddle..... to the sea....

Is smelly going to be our Party Pooper?  He is a pooping goat, after all.  

Let me be the first to testify that most of what you see coming out of the NYT and TTSA is smoke....... but a very carefully calibrated smoke.  Is that smoke coming out of the Nimitz?  Mostly.  

Somewhere, behind the massive smoke screen is a little princess...... maybe even her erstwhile scribe.  

Fear the Princess, smelly.  She’s got your number.....

She’s got quite a few numbers, I understand...... a phone list that won’t quit.  But don’t call the Princess...... she will call you.  



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dan wrote:Ack,

I could have included religion, but I see religion as very much the underdog in the intellectual arena.

And, let’s be honest about this...... we have no choice, in the first instance...... our actual and prospective audience is composed of knowledgeable seekers.  

Yes, everyone, I am proposing a risky strategy....... of fighting fire with fire.  

At the worst, I am tossing a match on a conflagration.  

Yes, Ack, I’m placing candles along one of the many paths back to the Source.

I’m even suggesting this path as the Mahāyāna.

Will this path interfere with the myriad other paths?  If anything, it will make all of them more visible.  



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Well I hear you went to Saratoga
And your horse, naturally, won
Then you flew your Learjet up to Nova Scotia
To see the total eclipse of the sun
Well, you're where you should be all the time
And when you're not, you're with some underworld spy
Or the wife of a close friend,
Wife of a close friend......

dan wrote:The Monad cannot be described, because it does not exist, and certainly not in Eternity, because there is no such thing.  

The Monad, such as it is, is a moving target, a will of the wisp...... yes, a mirage.

It is a circle, whose circumference is nowhere, and whose center is everywhere.  

This is actually in accord with the scientific understanding of our ‘physical’ universe........ it’s just that scientists act much too much like the literalist fundamentalists that they are so opposed too....... as if one form of literalism would negate the other.  

Both Ack and smelly have had traumatic encounters with organized, fundamentalist religions.  That is what drove them here, in the first instance.  

It is scientific literalism that provoked religious fundamentalism, not the other way around...... if you regard your history.  

Religious fundamentalists are not seekers...... not by any measure.

However, when it comes to the scientific sort, we posses the ultimate bait..... uncorrelated phenomena...... yes, along with a little Princess.  

When they stick their noses into our little mousetrap....... then we can rub their faces in their very own rationality...... but now a rationality on steroids..... an unbounded...... an emergent, irreducible rationality.  

This is.... if Ack and smelly will allow it.......

Do I rub my hands in anticipation, in a virtual sadistic glee?  Hmmm.....

Do the the scientists, with their pocket calculators and spread sheets deserve any of what they are about to get?  Maybe just a little......



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Ack wrote:@awestruckt,

Anything I said about portals back in those early days should be taken with a grain of salt.

I was trying to connect some dots is all....

Once you connect all the dots they immediately disintegrate into the undifferentiated light.

I cannot give any descriptions about the portal stuff here, sorry.

Ack wrote:The Canary Islands might have something to do with timing.

The Princess is a master of timing....

She told me once she experiences time differently than humans.

Timing is everything.

Ack wrote:Can't say I've ever been there myself.