For a long time I was shocked by the realization that awareness is empty. But I now realize it's only empty relative to all the supposed forms of the mind. It's actually incredibly full of everything that I am. I see no point in trying to describe this further. Has anybody else had a similar insight? I want to ask if this Is this even an accurate way of thinking, but it feels pretty non-thought related.
I could call someone all the slurs in the book, and that still wouldn't change the fact that they are an immensely powerful being that can't be hurt by words. And yet, after I say those things, most of the masses would get offended and defensive, but defensive of what? Certainly not themselves! Truly, I say, they are complete as existence itself, and not a single ounce of their value has been threatened by mere words and ideas.
Words of themselves are nothing. The word n**ger hurts nothing in a f**got, and the word f**got hurts nothing in a n**ger; It's all about perspective. But what is perspective but thoughts? Many believe themselves to be an identity made of thoughts, and yet this belief makes them blind to the shining, radiant, unbreakable One that they are in Truth. This belief in perspective is why the masses meaninglessly divide amongst themselves, gathering in groups that are unified only by the in-group agreement that division is necessary. To them, their form of division seems justified, often victimizing themselves at the hands of the division they are subjected to by others.
My lovely brothers and sisters, you are not fragile enough to be hurt by words. Wake the fuck up, f**got ass n**ga! You are divine!
Ban with your tribe of dumbasses who think that they all know.
Fans of an idea with claim to reality, let it take you where it goes.
Representation of a nonexistent nothing, worshiped like a ghost.
Fucking dipshits circling reality like a murder of fucking crows.
Get off your fucking pedestal, put down the rock to throw.
The ideas you think are credible must fight to stay afloat.
Cuz they aren’t what they claim, but they claim a part of you.
They make you insane as long as you think they’re true.
Against the stream, they’re out to get your ass.
Heresy, reality, shattered like it’s glass.
Ideas are your savior, treat them like your breath.
Better find the right one now before you breathe your last.
(I'm the dumbass who wrote this)
Ban with your tribe of dumbasses who think that they all know.
Fans of an idea with claim to reality, let it take you where it goes.
Representation of a nonexistent nothing, worshiped like a ghost.
Fucking dipshits circling reality like a murder of fucking crows.
Get off your fucking pedestal, put down the rock to throw.
The ideas you think are credible must fight to stay afloat.
Cuz they aren’t what they claim, but they claim a part of you.
They make you insane as long as you think they’re true.
Against the stream, they’re out to get your ass
Heresy, reality, shattered like it’s glass.
Ideas are your savior, you treat them like your breath.
Fight to find the right one now, before you breathe your last.
God created us, He Created the galaxies, the galaxies created the stars, the stars created the planets, and our planet created us. It was all accomplished through what we would call the laws of physics. There is no Will but God's, and since God's Will is Love, it allows itself to be free, giving every individual the choice between distorting that Will into division/hate, or leaving it undistorted as Unity/Love.
The Truth is all that exists, and the Truth is Love/God. You are Love. Any belief that says otherwise is claiming that you are not the Truth, which is all that exists. What is not true has no reality to it. You are Love. The beliefs that claim otherwise serve to dismantle the basis of happiness. Examine those beliefs very closely.
(typos and grammar have been fixed after the writing)
Divinity is here my brother. Join us in light and in love. We speak to you now in this ever-present moment of reflection, never tethered by what you think you desire. There is a love so holy and so complete that even you who have confused yourselves away from it can feel it at any moment's grasp. This is you, my brothers. Join us in love, radiating to be you as you are. There is no place but here, and no light but this. You are free. Embody freedom and go forth to share it with others, for this is what you have been appointed to do.
I initially planned on typing for much longer than this, but this is what came out, and I had the sense that it was complete and nothing else was really coming to me. I'm not even sure if I did it right since automatic writing isn't something I do often, but the idea has always interested me. I should do this more often lol
The representation of Creation that we perceive when we look around is finite, but the finite is merely a subset of God's complete infinitude. God has the 3 Omnis (Omnipotence, Omniscience, Omnipresence) specifically because of the fact that God is infinite. Not infinite in a special theological way, but infinite in an absolute way. In God there is literally no end, no beginning, no limitation of size, shape, color, and certainly no limitations that may be implied by even the very finite words I'm using.
I understand that I'm not going to understand what His transcendence is. I've already gotten over that. But I can certainly understand what His transcendence isn't.
What His transcendence isn't:
His transcendence isn't contradictory. For example, saying "He's not present in the existence of matter and form, but somehow He's also present everywhere" would be two contradictory statements. Because matter exists somewhere, and if God isn't there, He's not omnipresent.
If He's not in the very atoms that make up your body, then He isn't Omnipresent. I'm not saying that He's limited to the atoms in your body, no no. Very much the opposite. The atoms in your body are limited to God. But it is from God that these limitations are extended, and that which is extended can never be cut off, for if it were cut off, it would never have existed, with no existence to sustain it.
This is not to say that you'll find God by picking apart the physical world and zooming in indefinitely. Before you even start perceiving the world of distinct objects, or zooming into the atoms that make the objects, God is already plainly there and here with us.
From Philosophy to Experience
This started as a philosophical venture, but in all honesty it's become an experiential one.
Nothing I say about God is or can be accurate, because words aren't reality. Words are concepts, and reality isn't a concept. The Truth is not a concept, and cannot be found in one. No. Concepts are found within the Truth as extensions of the Truth, for Truth is the only thing that exists to be extended.
The only thing that exists is the Truth. This is not a mystical abstraction. What is this but a basic statement of fact? How can anything but reality (the Truth) exist? And what Is Truth but Love, God, and Life??? Therefore go on, Love God, Live Life, and seek Truth. You will find what has been near all along. You will find what has been waiting patiently for you, unlimited by any thoughts that claimed to behold what is beheld.
They won't tell us, they won't tell us
Object over, objects in our skies.
they won't tell us, they won't tell us
that we're not alone, and we know why.
Drowning the voice of anyone who,
drowning the voice of anyone who cries out .
Drowning the voice of anyone who
can't shut their mouth; lets the truth out
Secret programs, secret programs,
deep black ops killing citizens.
Secret programs, secret programs,
breaking their own laws just to hide them
Men in black
unholy servants
A heart attack
no way to fight back
Redacted Truth,
would change everything.
We've been abused,
the elected are their playthings
moving in directions that can't be seen.
I try to move and I can't breathe
moving on an axis, not one of the three
like I fell through a door, dropped the key
My back gently touches a chromatic bean,
it opened up and invited me right in.
woke up in wonderland
I go right in,
and they showed me something,
don't even know where to begin
Why can't they stop covering up the sky?
How can't they hear our lonely cries?
Blah blah blah, national security
Blah blah blah, can't let the Truth be
Unidentified and anomalous,
that's what they say, that's what they all say.
Another lie, another lie,
they can't get away, they can't get away.
They won't tell us, they won't tell us
Object over, objects in our skies.
they won't tell us, they won't tell us
that we're not alone, and we know why.
Drowning the voice of anyone who,
drowning the voice of anyone who cries out .
Drowning the voice of anyone who
can't shut their mouth; lets the truth out
Secret programs, secret programs,
deep black ops killing citizens.
Secret programs, secret programs,
breaking their own laws just to hide them
Men in black
unholy servants
A heart attack
no way to fight back
Redacted truth,
would change everything.
We've been abused,
the elected are their playthings
moving in directions that can't be seen.
I try to move and I can't breathe
moving on an axis, not one of the three
like I fell through a door, dropped the key
My back gently touches a chromatic bean,
it opened up and invited me right in.
woke up in wonderland
I go right in,
and they showed me something,
don't even know where to begin
Why can't they stop covering up the sky?
How can't they hear our lonely cries?
Blah blah blah, national security
Blah blah blah, can't let the Truth be
Unidentified and anomalous,
that's what they say, that's what they all say.
Another lie, another lie,
they can't get away, they can't get away.
This conclusion has been extended from my thinking, and I have to admit, I'm a little confused, although the confusion itself is by no means an issue. Confusion obviously has no hold over the reality of the Truth, but passion leads a momentum toward conceptual understanding, so I have to ask here: Is there a way I can conceptualize the seeming contradiction between Truth and confusion? Just for fun.
As I'm writing this, I'm having this intense feeling of having a question that I would die to know the answer to, but once I try to form the question, I realize it's a question I can't really ask, nor can I tell myself what the question is so that I can ponder this. Not sure if this is normal, but I think it's a sign I just need to let go of needing an answer. Because obviously no answer I get is going to be the Truth, right? I guess a part of me is coming here to look for validation that it's okay to stop seeking for an answer (that doesn't exist) to a question (that also doesn't exist)
I noticed something during meditation today. I noticed that when friends or family show appreciation for me, I just pretend to give a thankful response but in reality it just went right through me and I never actually felt it. It's been like this since almost as long as I can remember. It seems that I'm scared of feeling Love, but I don't even remember why. The only place I've felt that I've received Love in my adult life is from God during meditation. It's the only source of Love that I seemingly just trust by default. That's why I've become so obsessed with reconnecting with God/Reality ever since I discovered that it is Love.
I had a pretty shitty childhood. I was my parent's first kid, and I also think I've always had undiagnosed autism. I remember my parents would punish me and I never really understood why I was being punished, but I would get punished more for not understanding, so I had to pretend. Survival mechanism. My gut tells me this could be related to my lack of feeling Love from others. There was something about how I was being treated that I interpreted as abuse, pretty much.
Does anyone have any tips for me on how to feel comfortable receiving Love? I know somebody here has dealt with a similar, if not identical egoic mechanism. Any comments or tips are heavily appreciated.
He is the force behind the cells in your body and the neurons in your brain. He is the Cause of all things subconscious and conscious. He is with you when any sinful action is taken, but only recognized when an action is sinless. You do nothing of your own accord, but God does not stop you from imagining yourself as a sinner incapable of sinlessness, and He happily grants you your wish that it seems so. It is only because you wish to have a will separate from God that He allows it to seem so. Surrender to Him here in this Eternal instant, and you will be sinless now and free of all past sin as He guides your actions completely and fully. Do not let others tell you that you are incapable of this, for the strength of God is on your side.
When someone is not going to Heaven, it really is because they have chosen not to. But even from the lowest depths of Hell, Love (God) can lift one up to the highest mountaintop of Heaven. This Love merely asks that you accept it, which is an option you will always have, because Love never stops extending itself, being unconditional beyond comprehension. Love does not extend itself on the sole condition that you must be alive in the flesh. One always has the free will to surrender to Love (God), because God would never take that free will away merely because the body has shriveled up and died. Love does not falter, and it does not change its mind about you. Everything is going exactly as divinely planned. There is no sin that He did not Eternally anticipate, and He uses it all for our own good.
The Truth is what determines one's choices. One's choices are never determined by a thought that claims to be the Truth. An example of this kind of thought would be, "I am a guilty sinner." This thought does not determine Truth; Truth, however, determines its existence as a thought. When this thought is believed to be more than just a thought, it gets fed into the subconscious and becomes a stable part of the identity structure, which is made of more thoughts. God permits this to occur.
However, you will find that even with every thought you imagine about yourself, you are always the Truth (which is not a thought), never anything else. These thoughts about yourself never stain the Truth; in fact, they are part of its completeness. More specifically, their existence as thoughts is one with the Truth.
So when you choose to sin, you are basically borrowing Will from God, but it is God's Will that allows you to borrow it. However, since He is all-knowing, He anticipates how each soul will use this Will, and in response, He uses His all-powerfulness to turn the sins He anticipates to our inevitable benefit (via learning lessons and growing from them). If He did not use this to our benefit, then could He be Love? God gives no gifts that lead anywhere but to happiness. And Free Will, as a gift from God, is no exception to this rule.
Truth: that which is not conceptual.
im prety sure its just a white background with black lines depicting two people looking at each other, but the backs of the heads are unified with one another and dissolve into the background.
I tried searching it on google but couldn't find it. I know someone on this sub definitely has that image saved. pls help lol
Reality is Infinite; anything imagined is actual, but it's not actual where it's imagined, and it’s not imaginary where it's actualized.
The difference between imagination and actuality is itself contained within the set called imagination. The difference, as imagination, is unified with actuality in the present, but the key is that it's actual as imagination, since that is what it actually is. If you observe carefully, everything you believe about reality is technically imaginary, and yet, the truth is what is actual, functioning as awareness in the most immediate sense, but functioning also as that which you are aware of (AKA reality) in a seemingly less immediate sense. It all unifies in the present.
It's nothing but a twisting of the truth, but hopefully you get what I'm trying to say. Here it is:
"Reality is Infinite; anything imagined is actual, but it's not actual where it's imagined, and it’s not imaginary where it's actualized."
Am I cooking?😭
Last night, we celebrated the life of the dead living legend, Jacob Antonio Vasquez Jr, who passed away over a month ago due to cancer. His whole family threw a party because that's what he said he wanted us to do when he died. And before I begin yapping I just want to give some context: We were very close. He was literally my only best friend and one of the only people I ever hung out with. So his death was such an amazing opportunity for learning from acceptance.
This mf legend is my best friend and he is exactly where he's meant to be. Not past tense. I miss him, but the pain teaches that sometimes what seems lacking can only be found within. So I could either find my best friend within, or not find him at all.
Jacob might seem to be missing in the world, but he lives on in the present where all of existence is at. To me at this point there's just no conceivable way that he is actually 'gone'😂. Because I know who he is, not what I could think him to be. and he was not an everchanging body or mind. He is changelessness. This changelessness! The only one! It never changes, but it also includes all possibilities (which includes every appearance of change).
Something that I just confronted a few minutes ago is that I really miss those long ass drives we used to go on together. Isn't that amazing? I miss it! And it feels amazing to sit here and sadly bawl my eyes out with no holding back whatsoever! Which is very confusing. I know this might seem like coping, but I also have a very strong intuition that we’ll go for another drive again one day. But instead of driving through the mountains, through the stars instead. Simply because we can. I have no evidence that that experience will definitely occur.
Anyways, what's been striking me about the grief is that it's just so beautiful. I was crying my eyes out confronting that sense of missing my best friend. but the pain is just so damn beautiful that it's basically tears of joy but also sadness but it's like the sadness is able to be seen in love because when you accept it you realize that pain and joy don't even contradict each other. Not really. like, even just the bare fact that it's possible to experience so much pain and loss is already itself a call for joy, but only when the pain is accepted as what it is. And not only that, the old thought system that I'm so used to using tells me that the feeling of joy contradicts sadness, which causes the experience to seem confusing. I assume this old thought system will eventually fade as it's replaced by the newer one but to be honest this whole seeking thing is kind of starting to feel pointless and I would really rather just not feel the need to use any thought system, new or old.
Sorry for yapping. I figured I should post this here because nobody irl is grieving in even remotely similar ways as me, so I got no one out here to relate to. And I'm definitely not trying to be that one guy who tries to convince everyone of something when they're going through it. So I'd really just like to discuss this with others who might know what I'm on about. Or maybe my experience is super weird even for people who are awakened or whatever. I really don't know, and would love for yall's thoughts.