Calming, like the presence of an angel.
Calming, like the presence of an angel.
Do you remember the blue skies, sunshine, December pouring rain?
Were you there when the truth died, at sunrise, first cut overwhelming pain?
Know how it feels when a phone call, meets four walls, leaning heavy on your faith?
How about when they leave you, nothing left to lose, Barely make it another day?
Think back to another time, learning to justify, those reasons you don’t care?
Was it the firm grip, on a relationship, searching for a love that wasn’t there?
Toxicity of cancer, can’t find the answers, slipping back into your old ways.
Breaking up was like a hot knife, through the windpipe, gasping desperately for air.
Don’t tell them that you’re sorry, as if an apology, wipes all the negativity away.
Your trauma, is not their drama, love means letting go of old pain. -m.sonder
This is a subject I have to approach very carefully..it is one of the teachings, understandings & information that was buried in the old energy, & as explained in my post ” everything thing must change” this is one of those old teachings, that as now changed…many esoteric teachers will still stick with their soul mate , twin flame theories & explanations..in the old template these were basic…
Dark Tide: Deep Sea Awakening – Quick look at naval-based waifu mobile RPG launched in Taiwan
Loosely translated as Dark Tide: Deep Sea Awakening, this anime-style waifu gacha mobile RPG actually launched in Taiwan last October. Yes, we do missed out on games sometimes. We decided to give it a try after the recent major update, since we heard about a possible global server as well in the works. To provide some context, Dark Tide is actually developed by a studio in China, where it hasn’t…
Whenever you go through your inner transformation, your outer reality will always match your new vibration. ☘️
“Ain’t No Devil Gonna Tread On Me"✨
Mind of the Prophet – Entry #108
If I told you My Age, you’d have to stop counting,
I was the plateau before it became a mountain,
I was here to show evolution to Darwin,
I was here when the angels in heaven were warring,
I was here before your busy life became boring,
I was the Word before you forgot its importance,
You can call me the Infinite Recording,
You can call me the One that’s restoring,
Balance to the earth to…
Mind of the Prophet – Entry #107
Fears ain’t trustworthy. You heard me?
How fragile they can be is slightly unnerving,
Before the battle starts, they’ll be hyping and urging,
Once shots are fired, they run away from the serpent.
Is that the Universe’s way of unearthing, people intent on aborting your birthing?
Folks that don’t care if you’re starving and hurting.
Folks that would’ve said that Moses wasn’t certain.
Didn’t have to go get it tested I would’ve been happy to perform a thorough taste test😋
Some of these memes are hilarious 😂
The Creator subjectively seems to offer a great deal that is bitter. It is as if the Creator were handing you a cup full of bitter wine, and yet because the hand holding the cup is the Creator’s, in faith we drink it and it is bitter. The faith in which you take the most bitter drink within this illusion is in essence the faith that the Creator, being in right relationship with you, shall give you that which shall seem bitter, but which is in the end sweet and rich.
We ask you to turn to the illusion, for it is important that you spend these few moments of your infinite experience in compassionate scrutiny and the most honest reaction and interaction to and with the bitter cup which you may be asked to drink. We ask you not to flinch from this experience, but insofar as it is possible at any given moment we ask you to gaze without regret at all which seems bitter and difficult, for this has been given you with the greatest love and wisdom.
To transcend that which grinds the soul into numbness is to shake off all suppositions of the unfairness and unjustness of the creation in its relationship to you. You may picture the greatest and most terrible torture. The limits of your imagination are all that limit the possibilities of difficulty within this most intense illusion. And yet it is the Creator’s hand which has dealt you these bitter things and has asked you to taste them and accept them and to see through them into the graves of pain and agony and towards the transformation and purification of the self so that the relationship between you and your Creator grows ever more intimate and trusting, until finally the paradox of separation betwixt Creator and created is at an end and the hand that serves the cup is your own.
-Hatonn-The Law Of One
This transcript found free for your inspiration at www.LLresearch.org/transcripts
(Dated: 1986 Mar 23)
🎨ARTIST🎨: @autumnskyeart (Autumn Skye)
& Do not ever apologize for the madness which made you a WARRIOR.
People hate you for telling the truth. If you tell them they, they reject that and hate you more. But i dont, no need too, and why? Im me, in every way i wanted to be. That’s why I have the right friends a my side, and they anemies.
Real people have real friends, they will like you for whom or what you are. They judge you for that. They applaude for having the courage, to do so. Do you dare, to let your true self be free? Or is your fear stronger, keeps you locked up in the closet?
Dont be shy, you have more to gain when you do go breaking out. It isnt about changing in someone youre not, but its about whst you are willing to become. A better version then you was .. the day before. Remember. You are fine, good and better every day.
Enjoy every minute and every day.
Moon: 91.6% Waxing Gibbous🌔
Am I Alone and Everyone Else Is A Program? (Commonly Asked Question) Is Everyone Else Real?
Is everyone else even real? Sometimes we wonder this, especially during spiritual awakening. We hear that reality is an illusion, all in the mind or a dream, but this leaves many wondering if they are alone and everyone else is a program or simulation of some kind. Allow me to offer my perceptions. Thank you, lots f love x
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Within direct-realization non-dual teachings, the doing of meditation and distinction of spiritual practice becomes concepts of the separate Self. But who or what is really the doer?
The play of consciousness births experiencing individualities, but consciousness is playing the whole part of what we call ego’s, starring as all parts.
Since our experience of duality is apparent in all its subtle and grosser layers, the world as we perceive it is largely stored in the collective forgetful nature of Self-activity (shakti) because of the sprouting of creation. Here the parallel to Jung’s collective unconscious or karmic patterns suits to be mentioned.
“Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it faith.”
“So far as we have any information about man, we know that he has always and everywhere been under the influence of dominating ideas. Anyone who alleges that he is not can immediately be suspected of having exchanged a known form of belief for a variant which is less known both to himself and to others.”― C.G. Jung, “The Archetypes and the Collective Unconscious”
If an individual uses practice to investigate self-awareness by exponentially becoming more aware of what is perceived and perception itself, eventually the practice has the potential to dissolve by itself.
(Below is an analogy for the purpose of inquiry)
For example: if I am immersed in a relaxed state of being and a thought pops up in my awareness, I can say “I am aware of this thought”. If I were to follow this thought by asking: to whom does this thought appear?
I would find another thought (me), yet it is not enough to say that the one thought came into existence by one other. It is though more correct to say that the thought came into existence by a trillion or so other thoughts, creating the space-time constructed individual consciousness of myself.
If I was to picture this bundle of thoughts making me, me, I would picture something like an intricate bundle of complex patterns, sort of like a multidimensional web of thoughts as strings, being held together by each other.
Each string has itself a complex patterning of other types of subtle phenomena, relating cognition to aspects of emotions and memories, etc. So through these layers the pattern thought-connection makes can vary from one layer to another, making this web of thoughts a hell of a mess to un-tie.
So, since I started my investigation I have found that not only am I aware of these thoughts when they appear, but I have found myself to be aware of a hopeless thought-maze, and the finding of an exit within it seems like an impossible mission.
I can now see that my persona is not only related to this web, but that it is held within the substratum of it.
A new question then arises: Am I just what I think myself to be, and do I even have any control over it?
If it is so that the sum of my individuality is held by a belief system of what I think myself to be, am I not just a puppet then, held together by invisible strings meticulously tied in ways too complex for my own understanding- which would also be the sum of the very same pattern?
At this point, I have not yet realised the potential of my awareness, for this is where I decide to neglect this bundle of what I think myself to be and decide to take a leap of neglect in the sense of a short-cut straight to the first connective thought-tissue that birthed the sense of “I am”.
Somehow a three-fold perception must have come into existence in the same bundle of primary individual thoughts of myself through perceiver-perception-perceived. This is when awareness becomes really interesting, for you see, as soon I have experienced this leap in my own awareness, awareness itself may become aware of itself and the three-fold perception will explode into new meaning.
But I will not develop this any further, yet I encourage you to play with the investigation mentioned. I will, though, sprout for the idea that the foundation demonstrated above can be seen as a microcosm to a macrocosm creating our collective consciousness, bound in the web of samsara until awareness prevails.
*Art by Android Jones