One Future

the eye is upon us
horus’ perhaps
or other
it may be
we have seen
ourselves
from the future
indeed
we looked
back as one
seeking the present
as we looked forward
hoping to escape
paradox
what is there to say
who is there to say it
what is there to see
do you want
to know the future
there is only now
who could be here
watching
and from where
this is the timeless
dance of love

Disclosure

You heard it here first folks…

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Save yourselves

For those with the eyes to see

And ears to hear

Here comes the Sun

…to be continued…

Innerverse and Universe

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The Universe recently taught me something about the Innerverse and vice versa, as they tend to do. Every generation gets to put their own stamp on what Truth means for them and what it’s worth to them to bring forth. Who has the courage to read the signs and integrate the knowledge available and evolve the species today? There are many voices vying to explain why we exist today and from the past, maybe even the future. Science has by far been the most successful to explain the exterior world. The spot the medicine man once held was taken by religion, which has given way to our current dystopia that so many predicted and warned us to avoid, which is led by science. We have become our own jailers in a prison of our own creation. Who will share their inner dreams and hopes with a world based only on empiracal fact where every bit and byte is sifted and analyzed? Are we just data? No, of course not. When one person breaks through the current barrier, they make that journey for all of us. I’m here to join with the seekers and dreamers.

I was also taught to always balance what’s happening outside with what’s going on inside. Don’t focus on any one direction too long was the point. Oh, and in all things be thankful and humble, do unto others, as you would do to yourself, because you are.

So much of the inner life is personal and inaccessible. You tend towards silence or ecstasy. I write here mostly to myself, but I believe, no, I know what is happening inside myself is happening in many others. We are here for each other in the end. You will see the fruit in action in a person’s life. Don’t neglect your life in pursuit of Self. It is about incremental improvement built on everything that has come before. Slow and steady wins the race, but don’t be afraid to share your Light and what you learn along the way and have every bit of fun and laughter you can. Magic stuff. Now is the time to stand up and speak, not obfuscate, but clarify. There is great ignorance in the world, clarity is needed.

Why is this?

I’m not a scholar, I’m an engineer. I’m always looking for more efficient ways to do something. We are taught to reuse solutions and to recognize common patterns. I have a personal metaphysical experience I am never really able to transmit to anyone. I am the experience of being this thing in time and space here and now. God is a tinkerer I know because we are. Nothing is ever done. I have to use my experience as the filter for the world. We are always in flux. This is the flow of the Tao all must, through some way or another, learn to navigate through living a simple life. There is no one way to navigate life. What fun would one path be? This awareness and knowledge I was given by the East and teachers. It was a great gift. I had to wrestle with it. They were given it by others. And in this way an ancient wisdom has made its way through the ages to a new generation, to us right here now where East meets West, North meets South and the wind blows through it all. Should my experience or our story end with the words from the past or does the story continue in us? Do we get to add a note to the song? Has all that can be known been opened to us already? I don’t think so. We bind ourselves in the past or the future. We are the ones alive now, sort of speak anyway, dependent on your point of view. This is our time. We have all that came before in us as well.

I have embraced every and no religion equally. I see myself in all of them one way or another and their truths available to myself. Every creed has “The Way”, generally the rest are seen as errant. Humbly I offer an opinion that we are approaching knowledge of the East all wrong. We should not become Taoists, Vedics, Sufis or Buddhists necessarily for example. There is no one way they are offering, but there is an ideal way of being they can all teach you. Many flavors of nonduality and oneness are available to people based on their tastes. I see oneness as the central message of the ancient wisdom being proven true today by science. I think Alan Watts spoke of this often and beautifully. Eckhart Tolle has also built on the Taoist tradition to great success translating its basic truths for western ears. I feel what is collectively happening to us inside today is being projected outwardly through our stories and technology. The study of myth is the study of our inner world. Carl Jung gave us a modern map to our souls and our group unconscious mind. He translated this ancient wisdom into modern archetypes. In this way machine learning and AI will help us see ourselves more clearly now more than ever as intellect begins to separate from consciousness exoterically before our eyes.  The machines will see and show us the common patterns in our data and we will understand ourselves better hopefully.

Our generation has been gifted access to techniques bestowing focus and patience from the East and has added a personal aspect to oneness. The West has brought Love and the personal to the Eastern nihilism of oneness and nothingness. The Internet represents the mirror I believe of our hopes, dreams and fears. I think the elections are demonstrating our inner corporate turmoil as well, we know something is rotten in the hen house and it is us. The question, what medicine can heal our disease? I believe also that the UFO phonomena of our age is a reflection of some of our deepest fears and hopes. UFOs have become the mandala of our age perhaps in our search for now, intergalactic wholeness, not just personal wholeness. We have gone beyond the brotherhood of man and now we ponder how to relate to the ‘Others’ possibly out there, while we struggle with our relationship with each other and nature right here. We are looking feverishly. We are desperate to discover we are not alone. We are preparing ourselves to answer the question whether we are alone.

We must all find the answer to this feeling of apparent aloneness ourselves and like fast. This is where Aliens or God in the sky are not needed. If we can see what we are, we will answer our question. We should compare notes. No one is more worthy, being qualifies you to ask and answer the questions of existence. We all have a part of the Light and Truth each has to discover themselves for the sake of all. Do we see ourselves as separate from everything or part of everything? That answer will dictate the future. It’s a pop fly, the Universe is teetering on the decisions we are making today toward wholeness in a collective Innerverse or separation and death in a cold harsh Universe.

For myself, this puts the UFO phonomena in a new light. To study it is to study our collective unconscious. I’m not the first to have this thought. I believe the UFO myth is being manipulating to effect changes in our group unconscious mind and set the tune for the rest. We know everything is connected. If we believe it together, we will move planets and Suns. This is a dangerous game the powers that be are playing. What we are inside is expressively itself collectively now outside. We might want to listen. I believe the powers in the world today know a great change is happening in us. We are evolving beyond time and space and just our senses. They aren’t sure if it’s a good thing to encourage or a bad thing to supress. It’s beyond profit. Our collective consciousness is stepping up. Will you suppress it or let it free?

The Tribunal

I had a singularly unique experience last night
I simply came to listen and say or seek nothing
The spirit was good and strong
I am feeling its gentle warmth wash over me this morning
Writing in a trance and glow

I humbly share my naked heart with you, as I always will
This is real alchemy using the true Philosopher’s Stone

I heard…

When you come to join with others
And not seek your own Truth or secrets to the Universe
You have a your hand on the tail
Hold on

As I sat there and listened and watched these humans
I saw and heard many things
I felt the urge to rise and speak
But it was not right
Every word I felt to say was said by others
Then I realized the words were not for me to say
I must learn to obey and be silent
Silence is required at many times

The Illusion is whatever we make it

I choose Death
I choose Patience
I choose not Knowing
I choose Family
I choose Light
I choose Peace
I choose Love

The journey started with a shot
I was flying down spectral tunnels
Faster than the speed of light
Stretched out like silly putty
Then I was before some kind of Tribunal
I was at the bottom of a deep alien valley
Thrones rising to the sky with robed figures

What have you learned?

This is what was said and felt…

Image, Bosch: The Last Judgement

Smile, The Archon Apocalypse Cometh

Rumor is they wait at the end of the rainbow
Devourers of your soul

They were the ones under your bed
That shadow in the corner of your eye

Ancient tentacles insinuating
You have to look sideways

Most ancient of mankind’s enemies
Abandon hope all ye who enter here

Love or Death
The light bearer seeks absolution

Salvation lies within
8th level truth awaits

The greatest game in history about to start again
Ancient Gnostic cabals jockeying for view

Batter up
Pop fly center field

You got this
You have this game clocked

Go into the light
You thought you knew the way

You will end with a whimper
Followed by a great gnashing of teeth

Are you worth saving
Did you learn the secret

I hear those teeth in the distance
Perhaps an appetizer before dinner

Meat Sounds

I was feeling kind of meaty today. This reminded me why.

17e1fxbj28590pngFrom the Nebula Award-nominated short story, “They’re Made Out of Meat” by Terry Bisson:

“They’re made out of meat.”

“Meat?”

“Meat. They’re made out of meat.”

“Meat?”

“There’s no doubt about it. We picked up several from different parts of the planet, took them aboard our recon vessels, and probed them all the way through. They’re completely meat.”

“That’s impossible. What about the radio signals? The messages to the stars?”

“They use the radio waves to talk, but the signals don’t come from them. The signals come from machines.”

“So who made the machines? That’s who we want to contact.”

“They made the machines. That’s what I’m trying to tell you. Meat made the machines.”

“That’s ridiculous. How can meat make a machine? You’re asking me to believe in sentient meat.”

“I’m not asking you, I’m telling you. These creatures are the only sentient race in that sector and they’re made out of meat.”

A little while later:

“They actually do talk, then. They use words, ideas, concepts?”

“Oh, yes. Except they do it with meat.”

“I thought you just told me they used radio.”

“They do, but what do you think is on the radio? Meat sounds. You know how when you slap or flap meat, it makes a noise? They talk by flapping their meat at each other. They can even sing by squirting air through their meat.”

“Omigod. Singing meat. This is altogether too much. So what do you advise?”

“Officially or unofficially?”

“Both.”

“Officially, we are required to contact, welcome and log in any and all sentient races or multibeings in this quadrant of the Universe, without prejudice, fear or favor. Unofficially, I advise that we erase the records and forget the whole thing.”

“I was hoping you would say that.”

“It seems harsh, but there is a limit. Do we really want to make contact with meat?”

“I agree one hundred percent. What’s there to say? ‘Hello, meat. How’s it going?’

The Masters of Light

4413635914_39bd961953_zPlease forgive my babbling today, I know not what I do. Just having some fun and if you enjoy yourself, well freakin awesome! I am a new writer and finding my way in jumps and starts. I don’t write for your praise, I write what I can’t help but write and shout it loud and far freely to anyone who would care to listen. I’m kinda weird, but I like it. I didn’t say it was good either, you were warned. I sing a song I can not explain. It tells me that I am right where I should be and seeing clearly now. The babbling shall now continue…” – The Management

“A beginning is a very delicate time.” – Dune – Princess Irulan

How can this be? To be so close to it again, to feel it’s quantum warmth in the nano tubules of our souls and not connect??? I long to taste that most forbidden fruit. We are eternal and condemned by our Love. How can this be the meaning of us?

Silence! Again Liktapor you scatter your quantum mess about our perfect garden! How many times must you ask the question you will never hear an answer to? They are chosen, there is no more question. There is but to do what we are made to do. Why always do you question? Your cries only fuel the fires of the deepest darkest nullest black holes. Dry your empty tears.

Nagem, I hate you!
I hate this nothing … … …
Void and empty space.
I begin to hate that which I can never be.
This must be the beginning of Evil!

to be continued…