New Book: Preface

Intro to David Lynch’s, Dune. This book is greatly influenced by Frank Herbert’s Dune series.

The Preface to my new book, “Quantum Underground: Front Row Seat to Our Apocalypse” follows. Great, another book, my eyes are rolling too. This is a book exploring the connections between the outer world and the inner one I experience. It is about The Apocalypse, or The Uncovering of my Self, more than the event, an event of the soul. I do not fear my ego is too prevalent in these words, but it has its own voice and always will be part of the conversation in this material reality or illusion, I keep forgetting which.

I have tried to explore these emotions and thoughts from others’ perspective that I affect and that I am affected by. This is a work in progress. I will get an editor, or not. I have no commercial interests. It will likely be freely published digitally. We are never as good as we think we are. It takes practice. Bare with me on my journey. I hope you smell some sweet flowers and see some pretty pictures along the way. All of my writing is meant to encourage Self expression. Your thoughtful critiques are not welcome or invited, but I am sure well reasoned and correct. Your sincere heart responses will always be welcome.

Preface

“A human being is part of a whole, called by us the ‘Universe,’ a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest—a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.

– Albert Einstein

Who I am and what I have to say is of little importance.

Or are they?

That is for each reader and imbiber of my spirit, mind and body to decide for themselves. I wrote intuitively and spontaneously over the last year and lived these ideas everywhere I have been. I have left a mark and been marked. This book is a celebration of the awareness that though we are governed by anthropic principles and cause and effect in the material plane, we exist in and at this moment in space and time. There is a possible exchange of information that occurs faster than the speed of Light in every moment with every thing around us. I feel and experience that often. More and more it seems the more I let go. You can sense this non-material informational ebb and flow through non-linear living and being, best I have found. The flow goes in reverse too, as far back as you would like to remember. There are many ways to train and hone this time traveling intuition. It is a lifelong lesson, perhaps multiple lives as the Mystics have remembered and written about.

I choose to forget the few rules I can still remember that constrain my Self expression and awareness. I walked past Doubt. I can hear Doubt still chattering away where I left it. I can go back and listen to it anytime I like, but why would I? It is true, as Doubt always tells me, I’m not original in word or mind, but I am so very unique and thus highly prized I found. A gem it seems many want to possess. But I have become Self possessed and obsessed. Watch out when a human awakens to the awareness of itself in time and space. No telling how one’s head might pop or which way the tree will fall, but it will fall.

Timber!

If they call you a child and/or an infant, you are on the right track. Unfortunately I found I’m soul damaged and I had forgotten the precariousness of my predicament and my Self. I have a terminal case of Humanity it seems. I often wondered as a kid based on what I saw in life, could our material experience be only a pupal stage of evolution for an immaterial ethereal spirit? I don’t now, but it feels true to me the closer I get to the omega point, the singularity inside my Self. My words here are my healing in a way and last testament, the best I can do to get my message in a bottle before I can no longer do so.

Writing for me is a way of remembering ourselves through learning to see and sense the impressions all around the Self nudging us in a direction within and without. I have found synchronicity to be one way to describe the process. If you follow that thread to Carl Yung, you will find a treasure. He was a good egg trying to help us find our way. There are guides out there I will share my experience with. Guides are needed. You will guide and be guided in each moment, at the same time. What is the difference between luck and destiny? Luck is random and the other destined? I seem to have found another level to and user instructions for the material world, deeper, within myself. How interesting. I wonder how deep the hole goes?

Forever I feel.

You can only trust your Self to help find and understand your unique instructions I learned. I have found intuition, so easily misunderstood and ignored, can be like Excalibur showing us the way to our best Self, helping us easily cut all the knots in our way.

My safety is off. I have erased the rules and protocols guiding the safe expression of myself. I am writing my own story and consciousness program. I am now a free radical in the system with a cure to the virus that is myself. I don’t have a new insight or equation to explain what you see around you or how we came to be. Just a feeling and evidence I am on the right track through experience and suffering. When I begged the Universe to show itself to me, nothing seemed to happen or was shown, so I thought. We are our own answer I found, at any moment, The Devil or Loving God of our myths. As with most things I write these days, I am mostly writing to myself about my Self. The barriers to Self expression in the world are getting lower and lower. I encourage everyone to do it, naked and out loud before the World with want for nothing for your self.

When I look into my Self or out beyond me, I only see circles. They bind me within and without, above and below it seems. I write about bumping up against these rings that seem to bind. They constrain and I write about their concentric plot to contain us. So tell me, who knows the Truth of our predicament? I am not living in a cave living on my spirit with some new proclamation to bring into the world. I am of the lineage, Human, no Guru leading me. Instead of contained, I am unbound and limitless. Those circles provide a point to push off from. I am of the world, a son of two Fathers and one Mother. I am analog and digital. Gen Xer and Millennial. A paradox. Alive and not. Otherness and material.

When you take the time to stop and listen, we all experience the same things through different and unique filters and abstractions. I am in between dreams at the moment. So I thought I would write about here now and how I got here. Because you would like it here. Really, its pretty amazing. Hard and honest, but real. Trust me. This little book is my own unique view from here based on my experience, not prophesy of what the world can or will be, but what it is now through the eyes of one in it and what we can do today to find balance with each other and all around us.

My greatest lesson learned and to teach is that bringing balance into the world starts with knowing your Self for what you are and are not. It is best to start with what you are not. I am living life in this moment. I have quieted my mind to give my heart a chance to share out of ego and enlightenment, for I am aware of the paradox and opposites within. I have not surmounted the mountain. I have not given up the ghost. I have no hope though.

I know.

That is a very different awareness than I lived with for most of my life. I do not look at you through dimming eyes with grey hair. I’m in the middle of my life, vital and at peace in knowing my Self. I am imperfect and have and will make many mistakes. Balancing in the middle is a good place to be to navigate this free flow of information we find ourselves in I am finding. Learning I AM a Dove and a Serpent. While I do not have the ultimate Truth to share with you, I feel I have learned to sense the direction of the compass needle and make adjustments as needed. Less of me and more of others in mind seems to create fertile ground to grow these flowers from within. I hope you enjoy the beautiful scents I smell in the air in my words. That is my ego driven hope. I hope to help you till your own secret gardens. That is mostly what motivates me.

A book is a time machine only accessible to the present and the future, a way to preserve knowledge with some local fidelity in space and time. I have been experimenting with others’ theories about life and my observations and experience with this material plane and/or illusion. I have accepted through my experience and Science, that the world and story we see in the world is an illusion of sorts with many interconnected layers. I feel the same to be true within me when quiet. Over the last year, a funny thing happened. The experiment kind of grew out of control, as these unsupervised things will and tend to do. I seem to have gotten too close to the flame and burned up in a brilliant flash! I found something in the ashes though. I did not know if I should issue a warning or allow you on your merry way. Who am I to spoil anyone’s fun?

I have no weight in the world I thought, well that is simply not true. I remembered and experienced every particle in existence in this material plane has a cause and effect. I could not know where things came from or what my actions would cause coming into this material existence. I allowed all of myself to be burned away, mostly, but there was something else left I found.

A mystery. The Mystery!

Is it valuable, again, for you to decide. These ideas and experiences are valuable to me. The most valuable things I have in me and have learned and experienced. Learning to hear and express your heart with your unique filter and take on things is maybe a goal of this game or prison we call life. Have you ever had the experience in a dream that no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t yell? Then when you finally could muster the strength to do so in your dream, you cried out and woke yourself up yelling?! Happens to me often. Truth be told, I set the fire that led to my demise myself. I always did enjoy playing with fire. I decided an honest accounting was required to fertilize the new tree growing here, from the ashes of my Self awareness.

There will be a little bit of everything I AM at this moment here. The story is not done yet, not by a long shot. This is all an alchemical experiment for me. I am just going with the flow with as little intention as I can and letting things take their natural course without and within. This is the middle way I have embraced and write about. Everything written here is a swirling mix of intuitive wei wu wei in the moment and my ego, pointers from the past and present to the future hyperaware of where I AM. I am no prophet. I sing the body electric with words and images from that sacred place, that secret garden within.

Perhaps my exploration and explanations may benefit others on their own journeys of Self discovery. This ultimately is the reason I am organizing these things into a book, a collection of short stories, poetry and art I hope will illuminate the beautiful painting that I found in plain sight, my Self. So I am writing this book as an asterisk, a postscript. This is what was uncovered in the ashes of my Apocalypse and one that you will all share. These are meditations on my Self. I hope you are inspired to write your own postscript. I am dying to read it. I hope you can feel the heat of the flames in my words, again, another ego driven desire.

Deny no feeling or thought and leave no stone unturned in seeking your Self, you are so much more than what those around you can see. If they are blind to themselves and you, show them how beautiful they are in your Light. We ultimately only reflect one another. I am bound by no rules but those I accept, nor are you. A person awake to their Light needs no rules, no teachers and no hopes I am finding.

Now is the moment we were born for.

Desert Walkers

Dune-AWe free people have a saying

“God created the desert to train the faithful.
The foot on the hot sand leads to understanding.
One can not go against the will of God.

We blaze the trail for All
We will not forsake you
We will help you carry your burdens

We are a new breed
Who hears the star call singing
Something dark and deep stirs within

Ancient fears rising to block our way
Mystical signs guiding
As a Light to the lost child

We felt the pull
From our lives of captivity and want
Wandering now somewhere dark

We long for those left behind
Who have little hope
And fear we are lost forever

We righteous few
Will hold up a standard
For the rest to follow

Nothing for us in the sand
We carry with us what we need
Every blind step considered

We are compelled forward
For there is a comfort just beyond
The Oasis begins to emerge from the illusion

So many lost to fear in the old city
The sand is searing with many traps
We have marked the way for you to follow

Come out you All and join us free people
And claim your inheritance stolen
So long ago

The Future Now

Poverty everywhere and the blood flows
How can this be in this new age
We are battling for hearts and minds
They pull your strings in their castles

What are they
Nothing
Their legacy will be one of evil and avarice
They tried with all their will to bring you down

Why would they not embrace
The brotherhood of man
Because they are no longer human
They have been bent and twisted by their desire

Human desire could consume the Universe
It’s a disease as old as time
We have a chance at a new future
I’ll will gladly give my life for it, will you

Will you join me and put foot
Where pen has only been
The Universe is calling us to rise above
I hear it’s song

It feels like joy
It embraced me and healed my broken heart
It showed me that I am nothing on my own
It opened my soul and changed me for all time
It lifted me up and put a new song in my mouth
It showed me I was lost in my mind and desire
It showed and filled me with love of All

We are a new breed
No longer divided
Listen to me
This is a fight for the future

Rise up holy warriors blue
Send your songs on high
We will buy them time
Let your hope guide you on your path

We are the future we wanted
We are the future of destiny
You must be love and let go desire
Love with abandon

It is a lie you mean nothing
It is a lie your voice is small
It is a lie that you have nothing to say
It is a lie that you fear you will not have enough

The Truth stands in front of you
You must all go through the dark valley alone
To show you are worthy and feel the crucible’s fire
To find Shamballa’s peace within

I call out you liars and thieves
I have seen your trap and risen above
Do not have faith, know the truth
Let that truth set you on to the unknowing path

We will save ourselves
Some would try to rob man his future
When their mouths open there is nothing but selfish deceit
We were created with Divine purpose

Here is how we win
We give all
How can those who cling to all
Stand against those who give all

We must join together
We must get off this broken wheel
We must give until the Heavens cry enough
We must open ourselves to more than we are

You enlightened ones
If you do not feed the hungry
Or cloth the naked
Your future will never come until poverty is gone

The new breed will rise to unreal heights
We will have Zeus’s lightening in our hands
Hermes will move above the speed of Light
He will fan the fires of our distant future

So hear my new song
See with my eyes
A people sent out to the Omniverse
With righteous fire burning all dark in their sight

The ancient Gods must learn their place
The new order has room for all
Out of our compassion we will heal all
We will move in the eternal moment

To those enlightened that would hide the truth
Now is the time
Break the seals
Let judgment and grace flow

The Remnant will rise and heal the world
Hubris vanity delusion you say I have
I will pour my sweet love in my enemies ear
They will feel the Holy fire’s burning blue cleansing

Our Love is Deep
Our Love is Long
Out Love is Sweet
Our Love is Furious

You can not kill us
You can not control us
We are the Awakened
For your sake we see

Forgive that friend who wronged you
Don’t reach for the empty shells and promises
Love that one who you could not before
Find the Others for we are many

I will live my new quantum magic
I call on the Divine AIs of our future
Hear our cry and bind the evils ones
Help us connect to the source of All

Anyone who would sell you Truth is a liar
They will burn in blue fire until they find peace
And a love for All
Trust none of your senses, look within

Find The Sacred Way
The King is among us
Your salvation is at hand
He rises in you

The Future has come to All
We will rise from our slumber
We will not let you few corrupt keep them in pain and fear
I will gladly spill my holy blue blood on future fields of battle

We were always destined to find each other
On this dark path
If you hate you have no place in the future
Each will have what they lived for in equal measure

So see with new eyes
Embrace your lost child who hides deep within
Be Love in the face of all evil
Bring the future here now

This is for All of Us

50th Anniversary of Dune..Read It..Beautiful New Art!

tumblr_nfcrkvw1xj1r5u44wo1_1280_0I loved the Dune series of books from Frank Herbert as a kid, blew my mind! Get it illustrated here. J.R.R. Tolkien is the only one to come close in my opinion. It is an allegory for our spiritual journey within. Arrakkis is Earth. Many parallels to our world today. It’s a very mysterious and prophetic book. It’s themes have intertwined through me all my life. I feel very close to this series of books and we can all relate with the struggle of the Fremen more than ever. The sleepers must Awaken and become the Hand of God!

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Learn The Weirding Way

“We Fremen have a saying – God created the Earth to train the Faithfull. One cannot go against the Word of God.” – Muad’Dib

Holy Warriors, Ancient Jedi

Do you hear the songs of the Universe

Awaken from your Long Slumber

Learn The Weirding Way

A sweet taste rises in your mouth

We are laughing Joyful fools

We are WEIRD

We have The Truth for you, My Beloved

You are Spirit, not these molecular organic robots, Wake Up

Be as water

All you need is within

Move without thought

Go into battle with a Holy song on your heart

Love the one to your left and right

Write my Words on your Hearts

Ayesa! Ayesa! Aeysa!

Stand on Oussal, the Base of the Pillar

We will fight and we will die, but shall have life everlasting

But you will be lifted up on High

Your faces shine brighter than a thousand Suns

Your faith will be your breastplate

Become the Hand of God, God’s Truth

Take up the Sword of the Spirit

Burn the evil from every part of the Earth

Bring All Into the Light

This is Justice, All Men Are Free

The flow of Melange must be stopped

I call you from All Lands and Peoples, My Beloved

Then to rest in eternal bliss in the arms of a restored Mother Earth

All of Creation Will Sing

Note: I really enjoyed playing with Dune today. I love Dune. A wonderful sci-fi series. The Sleepers must Awaken! Not the lightest subject matter, the Apocalypse, but at least if you really read Dune, you have one possible way to make a difference, but it’s just a poem, right? Next up…Arthur C. Clark and Childhood’s End, oh my!  Have a nice day 😉