I came here to chew bubble gum and kick false identity's ass, and I'm all out of bubblegum.
The funny thing about this is, false identity has no ass. In Truth, false identity has nothing to hang an ass on. As they say, "there's no there there."
Luckily, I finally got to see They Live. I can die now and know I haven't missed it. Now I am here in the alley asking you to take off your glasses. What's it going to take? Ain't going to be no knock down, drag out, extended scene. Things are just going to take their natural course. If ya gotta have a muscle car and a V twin thumper, so be it. It might take that and more to know what's true and what isn't. If this has been discovered up front, there's no reason the goods can't have a turn in the play anyway... but it won't matter because, knowing what these are, and aren't, there won't be any attachment. If your hotrod gets crashed, you'll think, "shit happens," and move on. The knowing of Self manifests through life in its completeness.
All of what is perceived, through the senses, or in the form of thought, has no being until it has arisen in awareness. Awareness is the home ground. When we know ourselves as that, before all perception, it becomes more apparent what is our relationship to the perceived. Words begin to fail. Our points of perception are ours, as individual points. At once they are seen as limited to our body, and then, can even be seen as looking back on the body, as if omnipresent. The big time visions can be blessing or curse, depending on whether they are allowed to just be, or if they are claimed by the ego as its achievements. How would any embodiment of the Logos handle it?
I have been working diligently...
And if it's not by our works? If you've got any heartfelt endeavors underway, hang in there. Nothing is wasted. We come to see truth by seeing the whole spectrum. If an act is true, it is yet only an act. It's a hard one, here in the duality, to know that all that is is the Divine. Only an ego would try to use this to take license to make it serve itself.
We are the True Oneness, immersing in the duality of manifestation, playing a game of hide and seek. There is only one outcome when we enter into time, and that is to once again find the timeless. Individuation is a pretend game. Something about our charade will always be just not quite on. We will eventually say, "enough!" The attraction of our true being is the pull that endures through everything. There is only that which is. What's not, never was.
The discovery of truth is in the discernment of the false.
You can know what is not.
What is - you can only be.
What you are looking for is what is looking.
~St. Francis of Assisi
Edited by Alder Logs, 27 April 2018 - 11:27 AM.