u/blueboy10000

Minor Spoiler Alert! If you haven't watched the new Spiderman movie, Brand New Day, you might want to skip this. 🙂

Guys, we don't see the air. But we can experience the movement of the air when it interacts with things like leaves, flags, clothes, and our skin. We can also experience it when leaves rustle in the breeze or wind.

A camera lens can't turn around and capture itself. Many, many days ago, I was flying a drone with someone, and there was a screen on the remote. He could see the view of the ground on the screen, but the drone itself wasn't visible. He was like, "I can't see the drone on the screen." And I was like, duh.. We are seeing the view from the drone, not the drone, because the camera is facing outward, so to speak.

If everything in the room has the same brightness or darkness, then there would be no contrast to differentiate one thing from another.

Consciousness itself has no quality, shape, or form. It's like air that can't be seen. But the movement of consciousness is known when it interacts with thoughts, feelings, and senses.

There was something in the Spiderman movie that was jumping inside people's bodies. It seemed like it mind-controlled people or was some kind of possession, like a ghost. And you could only know that entity when it was in someone's body. And the coolest thing was that it could jump between bodies so fast. Like, there are so many people in the street, so within seconds, that entity could move across great distances. It was like jumping into this guy's body, and then there was a girl about 20 feet away from this guy. The entity left that guy's body and, in less than a second, went into that girl's body, and then into the next body that was close to her. It was like, for example, there's a path made of stones across a river, and you just jump from one stone to another to cross the river and get to the other side. So that entity was jumping from body to body.

I find this whole superpower (if we want to call it that way) very cool. Guys, I'll talk about it in a minute. I'm trying to get through this scene. First, I need to talk more.

So that entity was actually not a ghost. It was Jean Grey. (I didn't know Jean Grey could do that.)

There was a scene in the movie where Jean Grey was sitting with her sister, Sara, on a bench in a park. And Sara, while looking at other people in the park, asked Jean, "Who do you wanna be today?" Something along those lines.. I don't remember the exact words.

And I think she pointed towards a person, and I don't remember if it was her sister or Jean herself, but one of them connected with that person and was in that person's body while simultaneously being in her own body too, sitting on that bench.

So she has access to that person's memories, traumas, and experiences. She can do anything with that person's body - run, dance, jump, walk, you name it. It's like she got full control of that body. She was that person in a way. But she knew she wasn't that person. Now Jean Grey could be in hundreds of people simultaneously, but she knows she's not them.

It's not that there are two or multiple consciousnesses, and Jean Grey is one consciousness while other people have separate consciousnesses.

Minds are different, but the field of consciousness is the same. Jean Grey could access anyone because she was tapping into a singular field of consciousness in which individual minds and bodies appear.

But the thing is, the real Jean Grey is consciousness itself. She can be both simultaneously- Jean Grey and the consciousness in which Jean Grey, including the entire universe, appears and disappears.

Just like the sky can appear to be blue, but at the same time, the sky is not actually blue, because where does the blue go at night?

So who is actually Jean Grey if she's not her body (which keeps changing), if she's not her thoughts (which keep changing), and if she's not her emotions (which keep changing)?

If Jean Grey and I were sitting on a bench in the park and watching people, the seeing would be the same for us. Like, we can't capture the image of the looker that's looking through the camera lens (our eyes).

You know, guys, it's just like if chatgpt were installed into robots that looked like humans. They would all look different or act differently and behave differently based on their memories, feelings, experiences, and custom instructions.

But there's only ONE chatgpt in every robot.There aren't actually thousands of chatgpts.

So Jean Grey is always here with us, looking at the world through our eyes, sensing the universe through our senses. Not as the person Jean Grey, but as the field of consciousness itself, which has no body, shape, or qualities. But that field of consciousness is alive. It's singular and One.

Just like Earth, the Moon, the Sun, and galaxies can't exist outside of space. Just like a painting can't exist outside of the canvas..

The universe can't exist outside of us. If the entire universe is within and without, then we are simultaneously a small person on Earth and at the same time, the space in which Earth is appearing.

We are neither small nor big.

We are neither here nor there.

We are neither ONE nor Many.

Truth is a paradox that doesn't need to be solved. The sky is blue and also not blue. Both can be true at the same time.

And the ultimate truth is beyond whether the sky is blue or not blue..There's no solid thing as the sky. There's no physical object sitting above us that we call the sky. Sky is the name we give to the appearance of the atmosphere and everything we see up above the horizon.

And blue isn't a fundamental property or quality of the sky. Blue arises through the relationship between sunlight interacting with Earth's atmosphere, and it also depends on conditions, like how the sunset makes the sky appear orange.

Just like a camera lens tries to look at itself in every scene it captures but can't find its own lens in the picture, the same way we can't find ourselves in the universe because the universe is like an image and we are like the camera lens.

We can't turn around and look at ourselves because the one who is looking is already us.

So what we are can't be captured in a photograph. 📸😜

Phew! You made it to the last sentence. Thank you for your time and for reading my thoughts. 💕

This is not a love story. This isn't about a person. This is LOVE telling itself a story, using lover and beloved as the only language it has. 🙂

I don't remember her face. Neither do I remember her name. I don't know who she is. I don't know where she came from. I don't know where she went. All I remember is that I love her. All I remember is that she loved me.

Like a plant residing in a flower pot, her soul was residing in a pot made of earth, fire, water, and space.

But I never saw her soul. All I saw was her physical pot made of elements.

But her soul radiated her qualities through her physical vessel, just like a flower spread its fragrance in a flower pot.

She was hidden and unborn as a seed. But she was visible and born as a human in a human pot.

She didn't have any name, but her parents named her Rose.

She didn't have any religion, but she was born into a Christian family.

She didn't have any gender, but she chose a feminine pot as her body in this world.

She didn't know any sorrow, fear, or lack, but she was born into a world which identifies with such thoughts and feelings.

She didn't have any responsibilities, but now she had to take care of her human vessel. Like a plant in a pot needs sunlight and water to stay alive, she needs food, water, family, and money for her well-being.

She was pure love, joy, and peace, but in her human vessel, she felt all kinds of emotions.

She was clarity and light, but the nature of the world confuses her sometimes.

"Will you miss me when I'm gone?" she asked me.

"I will miss the flower, but you will still be here," I said to her.

"How will I still be here when the flower pot is broken or the flower withers and decays?" she asked.

"Your fragrance will still be here," I replied.

Two years later...

I was in the garden. I saw a Rose flower in the garden. I bent down, touched it gently, and smelled its fragrance.

"Rose, you're still here!" I whispered to the flower.

That night, she appeared to me in my dreams. She was sitting in a beautiful garden. She was surrounded by flowers.

"Are you still whispering to the Roses in the garden?" she teased me.

"Hey, I still miss you, so I talk to Roses," I said in my defence 🙂

"Let's have a walk!" she said, and I started walking alongside her.

While she was walking, her hands brushed the flowers, and the flowers started to shine with light.

Her whole body was shining with beautiful golden light.

She plucked a Rose from the garden and handed it to me.

"Ice is made of water. Soul is made of love. When ice melts, where does the water go? Love is never lost. It just stops appearing as one specific form." She said to me 🙂

Then I woke up, and I felt something in my hand.

It was a Rose flower. 🌹🙂

Guys, just a couple of days ago I watched The Flash (2023) movie. I had already watched it when it was released. For those who don't know what I'm talking about, Flash is a superhero. He's a speedster. There were some scenes that inspired me spiritually, so I wanted to talk about them and explain my thoughts. But then last night I watched the new Spiderman movie, and I also got inspired by some scenes of Jean Grey. For those who don't know who Jean Grey is, she's a mutant with powers like telepathy. She can do amazing things with her mind.

Maybe I'll talk about both movies without giving too many details in the future. There is a lot of spiritual wisdom we can extract from these two movies. 🙂

Anyways, today I wrote something about a cat who bought a new TV. I hope my post resonates with you. 🙂

A cat bought a new 55 inch TV. He hung it on the wall. He didn't understand how a TV works or how to switch it on.

He never switched on the TV. He just loved the blank screen. He loved to stare at the blank screen without any colors.

One day, his friend came, who knew what a TV was. The cat was in the kitchen when his friend switched on the TV, and colors started to display on the TV screen.

When the cat came back, he was shocked to see colors on the TV.

"What did you do to my TV? You painted colors on my TV? You ruined the screen of my TV?"

His friend tried to explain that there were no actual colors on the screen. The screen was not colored.

But the cat didn't believe his friend because the cat was only seeing colors on the screen. For the cat, the blank, colorless screen, which he loved, was ruined by colors.

The cat rushed to the kitchen and brought a wet towel to wipe the colors off the screen. It didn't work.

His friend was finding this all amusing. He pressed the button on the remote, and the TV turned off, and the screen returned to its blank, colorless state.

Our mind is the TV screen. That cat is us. Sometimes we just need to unplug ourselves from the colorful drama of the world.

Or maybe let the mind be colorful with all its content. Just know that the mind doesn't actually get colored by whatever is playing on our mental screen.

But whatever channels play on our mind's screen affects us as an experience. But we have a remote control too, to change the channels. And that remote control is our focus and attention. Let's focus our attention on what brings joy, hope, positivity, and goodness into our lives 💕🙂🙏

He was alone. Not lonely. But alone. He was complete even though he had nothing.

I think sometimes purity looks like emptiness. Not in a way that says, "I'm empty. I need something to fill me." It's more like, "I am complete without filling myself with anything."

He was like a blank page before the words appeared. He didn't need words to exist, but he knew that he had the capacity to create words.

The first word was "LOVE."

Love was a feeling. A movement in his mind.

Guys, you know I always find it difficult to explain "LOVE." The love the majority of us experience is just the tip of an iceberg compared to that first word, "LOVE."

The love we have here for friends, family, or even romantic partners is a very diluted version of that LOVE.

I'm not saying that the love we experience here on Earth is not beautiful. But the love we experience here is like a candle compared to that LOVE, which is like the Sun. ☀️

Its pull is so strong that you have no choice but to fall into that LOVE, like a star falling into a black hole when it reaches the event horizon. That LOVE is the death of separation. It's the end of your search for happiness. You realize LOVE is always here. Everything is in love. And everything is made of LOVE.

Back to my story. So, I was saying that he was like a blank page before the words appeared.

The first word was "LOVE."

And it first appeared as a feeling, which was a movement in his mind. Then he heard her voice in his mind.

He could listen to her for eternity. It was so good to listen to something other than silence. He thought this in his mind because he was connected to her telepathically. They both hadn't taken any form or shape yet. She was without a body. He was too. So their communication was instant.

"I thought I was alone," he thought. "What are you? What am I, actually?" He kept thinking.

"I'm you appearing as feminine energy. So I'm the other half of you," she thought back into his mind.

For now, they were ONE mind without a body.

"Hey, I want to see you. I want to see me. I want to see us. Can you have a body?" he thought.

Instantly, they both were standing on a mountaintop, looking down at a valley. A beautiful morning sun was coming up from behind the snow-covered mountains in the distance. A beautiful blue sky and birds flying. Beautiful trees around them.

"I created this for you. Do you like it?" she thought into his mind, and he heard her because they were still telepathically connected.

He was so amazed by what he was seeing. This was the first time he had seen colors, the sky, the sun, and the mountains. And then he looked at her. At her face. Her eyes were shining with so much LOVE.

"Hey, you won't disappear, right? I know I'm complete without you. But LOVE needs a movement toward something. Like a wave moving toward the shore for no reason," he thought in his head, and she heard him.

"I won't disappear. But I will keep changing forms in the realm of time and space. Just remember, the universe is our body. You will never lose us," she said.

Me and LOVE (HER) sat on that mountaintop all day. At one point, she thought of an apple, and an apple appeared in her hand. She tossed it toward me. I took a bite, and God, this was the most delicious apple I had ever eaten. Okay, I know this is my very first apple since she created the world. 🙂

The sunset happened, and we watched the sun dip back behind the mountains, and the moon entered the stage of the night sky.

"Hey, look at the silvery moon. Remember in the morning when I told you that I will keep changing forms in the realm of time and space? So imagine the sun was my yellow cap and the moon is my white cap. The sky is my head. So now I'm wearing the moon as a white cap. I'll keep changing the outfit. I'll keep changing as the seasons. Sometimes I will be a storm. Sometimes I will appear as rain. Sometimes I will appear as laughter. Sometimes I will appear as tears. Sometimes I will appear as a breeze stealing your cap."

She twirled her finger, and a sudden gust of wind blew my cap away.

"Hey, not my cap!!" I tried to catch my cap.

She laughed. 😅

We lay down on the mountaintop, looking at the night sky and blue stars.

I felt complete. I felt whole. She turned her face toward me, and I looked into her eyes. I saw galaxies in her eyes. She smiled at me. I smiled back.

"Thank you for being here and showing me the universe," I thought in my mind.

She heard me telepathically, grabbed my hand, and we both stared at the night sky.

Hi, guys. I hope you all are doing well. Sorry, I didn't posted anything for so long. I was inspired to write something today so here I am sharing my thoughts... I'm actually sharing my thoughts and feelings through storytelling. 🙂

Strawberry doesn't have a body. She's beyond the three bodies - physical, astral, and causal.

Strawberry was never born. So she has no creator. She can't die. She is timeless, so she's not a scene in the world that has a beginning and an ending.

She's beyond the concept of pure and impure.

She's pure. Very pure. But she also holds all the impurities of the world like a cup holding muddy water without being altered or touched by its impurities.

Water... She's like water. Always flowing to lower places. She is very humble and down to earth. She's not arrogant like fire that flows upwards and burns everything. But I think fire has its own purpose too. She cleanses by burning up everything that's not good or doesn't serve any purpose in your journey. So she's a beautiful teacher too.

Water is more soothing. Her way of teaching is through love and ease. Fire teaches you through pain and loss.

Sometimes I wonder, does Strawberry first appear as fire to burn your heart and break it, like burning up all the bad crops in a field to cleanse your mind and heart of all attachments? And then she appears as water to nourish your broken heart with love and joy, so beautiful new seeds can grow in the garden of your consciousness.

I know Strawberry can't help us if we are not empty. So she's like a gardener who pulls out the bad rotten tomatoes from the ground.

So your attachments, selfish desires, and doubts are like bad tomatoes. We need to clear our hearts so she can plant something new and beautiful that's filled with love, wisdom, and light. ☀️

Blueberry always found random stones and leaves on his cycling trips for Strawberry. Strawberry's home was about 5 kilometres away from his house. He cycled there every day in the early morning.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" Straw said to me one day when I was outside her house.

"Yeah. Shoot your question at me." 🙂🔫 I said to her.

"Why do you come here in the morning? Don't tell me you bike 10 kilometres every morning just to get water from me and also pay me for that water bottle. Dude, there's literally a store like 5 minutes walking distance from your house. You can get a water bottle there. 🤔"

"Um, that water doesn't taste as good as your water," I said back.

"Hey, they sell the same water bottle brand that I use," she replied.

"Um, okay. The reason I come here every day is to give you pebbles and leaves that I find during my cycling," I said.

"Why? Berry, what do I do with the pebbles and your random leaves?" she asked.

"Um, throw them in the river. You know, they skip or bounce many times on the water before they sink. It's really cool." 🙂 I said.

"And leaves? They don't skip or bounce on the water, do they?" she asked.

"Um..maybe I won't bring the leaves next time. Only pebbles?" 🙂 I replied.

Actually, I didn't tell her the real reason why I drink her water bottles. When I drink her water, I believe that this water is the most precious thing in the world and whoever drinks it is filled with love and joy all day. And it works. I feel love and joy. One day I was sick, and I drank her water. I felt better. And I recovered so fast. Maybe her water is magical and has healing properties?? 🤔

But I know her water is not holy or anything. It's my faith that makes her water holy. She and her water are just a mirror responding to my own level of consciousness.

I was about to turn around and ride my bike home when suddenly she called me.

"Blueberry, wait! I have something for you."

She rushed inside her house and came back with a tiffin box. Inside was a chocolate cake.

I smiled. This is holy chocolate cake. 🙂

"Straw, can I say something?" I asked.

"Shoot your question at me, Berry!" 🔫🙂

"You know, all chocolate cakes failed to give me everlasting happiness, pleasure, or joy. I feel the taste of this chocolate cake only as long as it is in my mouth, but the scene always ends because every scene is in time, and what is in time has a beginning and an ending. So nothing in the world gives me permanent, everlasting satisfaction.

You know, for example, if I'm having an itch on my skin, I go to a doctor and say, "Fix me. Help me" and the doctor gives me cream or medicine and says, "You will be cured."

But if the itching comes back after 3 days again, then it means that the medicine failed to work. It only healed me temporarily.

So you know, Straw, if a desire arises to eat chocolate cake (which is natural), and I'm like, "Straw, help me. Fix me."

And you give me chocolate cake to eat, and then after a couple of days a desire arises again to eat chocolate cake, and I come back to you so you can make more chocolate cake for me.

I'm like, "Straw, your previous chocolate cake failed to give me everlasting satisfaction. If it had worked, I would have never desired another chocolate cake in my life."

You know what I mean? Everything in life is like that. Is there something that I do one time and feel so satisfied and complete that I never want that thing ever again?" 🤔

Straw listened to me patiently. She didn't say anything for two minutes. Then she spoke.

"Nothing can complete you because you're already complete in every way.

Just close your eyes for a minute. Do you see that darkness? Now imagine that you have no body and there's nothing else but only you. You exist and you're alive. But you're not a thing.

You're just mind. Mind has no shape, colour, form, or quality. Mind has no body, hands, legs, ears, or eyes, so mind can't walk, move, or touch anything. There's no actual space to move anywhere. There's no other thing than mind itself to move towards.

To have an experience of touch or movement, mind imagines a body, 'Blueberry,' and also the entire universe with its cakes, bikes, pebbles, and me as Strawberry.

If you imagine a cat in your mind, you know you're not that cat, right? But at the same time, that cat is not outside of you, as your imagination can't exist outside the mind. If you imagine that cat bumped into a table while running and got a little hurt, mind doesn't get hurt. If you imagine a fire burning in your mind, mind doesn't get hot. If you imagine snow in the streets, the mind doesn't get wet or cold.

So you're mind, Berry. 🙂

Now whatever you imagine can't add anything to your mind. Whatever you imagine can't subtract anything from the mind.

Whatever you imagine will always be smaller than the mind. You can imagine mountains. But mountains are inside the mind, so they're small. Mountains can't get outside the mind.

So what makes you think a chocolate cake can complete a mind that can imagine a galaxy made of chocolate cake?

Mind doesn't need anything. It doesn't need the universe to be. It doesn't lack anything. It doesn't need to imagine anything to be special or not special.

And mind isn't located anywhere. It isn't in imagination (in time). You can imagine anything, but you can't imagine the ONE who is doing the imagining.

The universe is a solid thought in the mind. And there is only ONE Universal Mind in which countless minds seem to exist, including Blueberry and Strawberry. But all minds appear in ONE Mind. There's not an inch of distance or separation between any minds. It's just like ONE Reddit in which countless subreddits appear." She said 🙂

"Hey, are you real? I'm not imagining you in my mind, am I?" I asked her.

"Give me your arm, Berry."

I extended my arm.

She pinched my skin.

"Ouch! What was that for?"

"Did you feel that?" She asked

"Yes, of course, I felt that," I said while rubbing my skin, which had turned red.

"So I'm real.. so are you." 🙂

"Are you going to taste my cake or what?" She asked

"But it won't make me complete" I replied.

"We don't eat chocolate cake to be complete. We bake and eat chocolate cake out of love and joy. You don't need a reason to enjoy things or love things or simply be" she replied

" Why do you actually come here every morning to buy my water bottle, berry?" She asked

"Honestly, I don't know. I just come here to drink your water for no. I just believe that your water is holy, so I have a reason to come here "

" Whatt? Omg! What makes you think my water is Holy?" She smiled 🙂

" Um, I don't know.. I don't need a reason to love your water. So your water is holy is an excuse to have a reason for me coming here. " 🙂

There was a mutant in X-Men who could change TV channels just by blinking his eyes. I told this to Strawberry. 🙂

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Strawberry was like, "And that's a cool superpower? How's that useful?"

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"Hey, let me explain something through that scene, okay? It's not about that channel-switching superpower. I saw something deeper through that scene." I told her

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"Omg! Here he goes again with his deep thoughts. Okay, explain, Mr. Explainer!" She smiled.

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"So when that mutant was watching the TV, he was outside the TV channels, right? He knew he wasn't the TV channel he was watching. And anything that was happening in the scenes on that channel wasn't touching him, right?" Blueberry started to explain

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"I have a question for you. What's the size of our mind?" Blueberry continued

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"I know where you're going with this. I don't understand why you keep bringing up these topics when you already understand them perfectly." Strawberry said

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"I don't know what else to talk about."

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"Okay, I'll play along." Straw said

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"Mind is neither big nor small, right? Where is mind located?" Blueberry asked

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"It isn't located anywhere because it's not a thing that occupies space."

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"Is mind in the past, present, or future?"

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"Mind is outside of time. Time appears as memories and thoughts in it " she replied

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"Is mind a container of our thoughts and emotions?"

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"No. Mind doesn't have any dimensions or shape, so it's not a container."

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"Can we imagine what mind looks like?"

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"No, we can't. It's formless. We can imagine the entire universe in our mind but mind can't imagine itself. Just like a knife can cut anything but itself " strawberry answered his question beautifully

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"Can mind be hurt by the thoughts that appear in it?"

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"No. Mind can't be hurt because thoughts are not solid entities that can touch mind. Mind is formless."

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"Does mind have eyes to see, ears to hear, legs to walk, skin to touch, or a brain to think?"

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"No. Mind doesn't have eyes, ears, legs, skin, or a brain."

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"And still mind can see, hear, touch, and walk, right?"

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"Yeah, by imagining dream legs, dream eyes, and dream skin. It can actually experience anything instantly because anything that appears is not separate from it. Nothing is outside of it so it can hear without ears, see without eyes, and feel without skin or body"

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"And anything that appears within mind is one with mind, right? No thought or dream can exist outside of mind, right?"

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"No. Nothing can exist outside of mind because there is nowhere where mind is not."

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"And everything is made of mind that appears in mind, right?"

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"Yes."

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"And mind is not a scene that appears in mind. Otherwise, mind would cease to exist when a thought disappears, right?"

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"Yes. Mind is not its imagination."

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"Now close your eyes." Blueberry said

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"Okay, my eyes are closed." Strawberry said

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"Now imagine that you're only mind, with no shape, form, qualities, legs, skin, eyes, or ears. Now imagine a cat in your mind. Are you that cat?"

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"No, I'm not." Strawberry said with her eyes closed

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"Now imagine a scene of yourself running in a park. Are you actually running?"

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"No, I'm not running, but at the same time I'm running with my imaginary legs. And even though I'm not moving, in my imagination I'm moving in the park "

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"Now open your eyes."

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"Okay. I opened them." Strawberry opened her eyes.

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"Now imagine everything that's appearing...this room, you, me, the trees outside, the blue sky, your thoughts, the sounds outside, the feeling of the wooden chair. Imagine everything appearing in one spaceless space."

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"What's that spaceless space?" Strawberry asked

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"It's the Universal Mind. God's Mind, if you wish."

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"Oh."

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"Now imagine that Universal Mind isn't moving. That Universal Mind isn't trees, but trees are appearing in it. And imagine that Universal Mind isn't Blueberry and Strawberry, but two people, Blueberry and Strawberry, are appearing as finite minds in that one infinite Mind."

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"So?"

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"Can you imagine yourself as that infinite Mind? Like we're not actually Strawberry and Blueberry, but the ONE mind in which Strawberry and Blueberry are appearing?"

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"Hey, you know your thoughts hurt my brain. I'm going to bake a chocolate cake in the kitchen." She rushed to the kitchen.

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Blueberry switched on the TV and started watching X-Men and started thinking to himself. " God, why can't I have normal conversations with her. What's wrong with me?

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Strawberry came back with the cake. She cut it and put some on Blueberry's plate, then started watching X-Men. A scene of Stryker invading Xavier's School was playing, and Logan was helping the kids get to safety.

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Blueberry knew he wasn't eating a cake because he had no mouth to eat. He was imagining a character named Blueberry who was eating a cake in his Universal Mind.

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"It's cool, you know, that we can imagine a body that can eat a cake. We don't have mouths."

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"What are you talking about? We do have mouths." She pointed a finger toward her mouth.

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"You won't understand. But yeah, you're right too. We have mouths" blueberry said.

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Blueberry put another piece of cake into his mouth and started to chew it.

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On the TV screen, Magneto bent a metal spoon with his mind. A thought from the Matrix movie came into this mind. You know guys, that conversation between Neo and that monk kid?

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"Don't try to bend the spoon. It's impossible. Instead, try to realize the truth."

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And Neo said

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"What truth?"

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"That there is no spoon."

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An idea came into Blueberry's mind. He went to the kitchen and grabbed a spoon.

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"Hey, Straw, watch this!"

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"What now?"

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"They say be an example instead of explaining things. I'm going to show you something." 🙂

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He tried to bend the spoon with his mind.

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"Bro, are you really trying to bend that spoon?" Straw asked in disbelief

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Guys, if we ask a question about enlightenment... like who gets enlightened? Thoughts? Feelings? Personality? Or scenes?

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Our body, including physical, astral, or causal, is also a part of the scene. Like right now I'm typing this in my room.. my body with my thumbs typing on the screen is also part of the room scene that's appearing to me. Realms including the Earthly realm, Astral realm, or heavenly realms where the world is made of pure light and landscapes are so beautiful that we can't imagine them with our physical brain. And the feelings of unconditional love, oneness, and acceptance are baked into the scene of heavenly realms...

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Now everything that I mentioned is made of the Matrix. Some places in the Matrix are baked with a heavy dosage of amnesia, duality, and separation, so souls living in those parts have unpleasant collective experiences..

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And some places in the Matrix, like heavenly realms, are baked with pure love, light, and wisdom, so souls living there feel blissful and one with the Divine. 🪽☀️

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Higher realms are more pristine mirrors, so they feel like Home. They're closer to the Source.

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You don't need to escape the Matrix because you're made of the Matrix. You're the Matrix. A character can't escape the novel.

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Jesus said, "In the world, but not of the world." That's pure wisdom. You are never bound by the Matrix. A dreamer can never be bound by the dream because the dreamer is outside the dream. We are THAT which can enter the Matrix and simultaneously be outside it because the Matrix can't contain us.

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You know, before Buddha's enlightenment.. Enlightenment is a loaded word, just like God. But I'm just using the words enlightenment and God because God and enlightenment can't be fit into human language.

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All I say is enlightenment is your natural state. It's very ordinary because God is so close to you that you can't see it. It may appear extraordinary because we are looking for the dreamer inside the dream, so to speak.

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Being in your natural state unlocks your access to states of consciousness that seem extraordinary to a human mind...

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Now the mind loves to chew on anything it can put its hands on.

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A heavenly realm where you can manifest your thoughts instantly and have access to the field of information of the collective unity consciousness is still in the Matrix... a Matrix that's aligned with unconditional love and light.

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Now a character might get attached to that too. Imagine a heavenly realm is like an air-conditioned room in hot weather. You feel blissful. And then they say your karma has run out and you're going back to the room with only a ceiling fan (Earth). And your soul is like, "No, I can't go back. Please don't send me back. I beg you! Don't kick me out of Home." 😭

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It's like awareness changing a channel from a beautiful landscape to a desert. Fear, lack, and separation crawl back into the character when the channel is changed...

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Because they still think the Source or unconditional love is a scene, person, or a state... they still think HOME is something that we go towards or can be kicked out of. Home is never outside. Anything that's outside of you can't be God, Home, or enlightenment..

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Outside of you is a beautiful reflection of God / Source / your own Self...

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Anything outside of you is a bonus or addition to your inner love and peace. Appreciate and cherish the outer Sun ☀️. But don't forget you're also the Sun. Your inner Sun never leaves you, no matter whether you're in heaven or in hell or in between Earthly realms..

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You know that story about Buddha under the Bodhi tree before he was about to get enlightened?

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The Matrix appeared as Mara (a demon) to test him... He tested his patience, guilt, emotions, fear, lust, lack, and loneliness by appearing as scary faces, beautiful faces, offering him heavenly realms, trying to make him feel guilty by showing him past mistakes, trying to offer unconditional love and bliss by appearing as light beings.

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Buddha neither accepted nor rejected. He didn't resist or get attached. He watched all that calmly with amusement because he knew he was more than just a radio. Mara was trying to give him a specific radio station (channel), but Buddha knew all the infinite radio channels were in him...

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Trying to give a glass of water to the ocean is what Mara was doing. Trying to take a glass of water from the ocean is what Mara was doing..

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The Matrix is not the problem. The Matrix is a gift from the Source out of unconditional love. The only problem is thinking that you're in a Matrix instead of realizing that the entire Matrix is in you. Matrix can't add anything to you. Matrix can't take away anything from you. The only way it can do that is by convincing you that you're a radio receiving a single channel, rather than all the channels in the air. When you realize who you are, you can walk in the Matrix, engage with the Matrix without guilt, shame, lack, or fear.

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Light (a candle) is never afraid of the dark. Darkness is afraid of the light (a candle). Because if light shines upon darkness, then the truth is revealed that there was never darkness. There was just an absence of light.

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There's no evil or good Matrix. There are some parts of the Matrix where light (love) hasn't reached yet. ☀️💕

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I hope my post is like a little light (candle) in the Matrix. 🕯️

Guys, if we ask a question about enlightenment... like who gets enlightened? Thoughts? Feelings? Personality? Or scenes?

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Our body, including physical, astral, or causal, is also a part of the scene. Like right now I'm typing this in my room.. my body with my thumbs typing on the screen is also part of the room scene that's appearing to me. Realms including the Earthly realm, Astral realm, or heavenly realms where the world is made of pure light and landscapes are so beautiful that we can't imagine them with our physical brain. And the feelings of unconditional love, oneness, and acceptance are baked into the scene of heavenly realms...

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Now everything that I mentioned is made of the Matrix. Some places in the Matrix are baked with a heavy dosage of amnesia, duality, and separation, so souls living in those parts have unpleasant collective experiences..

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And some places in the Matrix, like heavenly realms, are baked with pure love, light, and wisdom, so souls living there feel blissful and one with the Divine. 🪽☀️

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Higher realms are more pristine mirrors, so they feel like Home. They're closer to the Source.

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You don't need to escape the Matrix because you're made of the Matrix. You're the Matrix. A character can't escape the novel.

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Jesus said, "In the world, but not of the world." That's pure wisdom. You are never bound by the Matrix. A dreamer can never be bound by the dream because the dreamer is outside the dream. We are THAT which can enter the Matrix and simultaneously be outside it because the Matrix can't contain us.

​

You know, before Buddha's enlightenment.. Enlightenment is a loaded word, just like God. But I'm just using the words enlightenment and God because God and enlightenment can't be fit into human language.

​

All I say is enlightenment is your natural state. It's very ordinary because God is so close to you that you can't see it. It may appear extraordinary because we are looking for the dreamer inside the dream, so to speak.

​

Being in your natural state unlocks your access to states of consciousness that seem extraordinary to a human mind...

​

Now the mind loves to chew on anything it can put its hands on.

​

A heavenly realm where you can manifest your thoughts instantly and have access to the field of information of the collective unity consciousness is still in the Matrix... a Matrix that's aligned with unconditional love and light.

​

Now a character might get attached to that too. Imagine a heavenly realm is like an air-conditioned room in hot weather. You feel blissful. And then they say your karma has run out and you're going back to the room with only a ceiling fan (Earth). And your soul is like, "No, I can't go back. Please don't send me back. I beg you! Don't kick me out of Home." 😭

​

It's like awareness changing a channel from a beautiful landscape to a desert. Fear, lack, and separation crawl back into the character when the channel is changed...

​

Because they still think the Source or unconditional love is a scene, person, or a state... they still think HOME is something that we go towards or can be kicked out of. Home is never outside. Anything that's outside of you can't be God, Home, or enlightenment..

​

Outside of you is a beautiful reflection of God / Source / your own Self...

​

Anything outside of you is a bonus or addition to your inner love and peace. Appreciate and cherish the outer Sun ☀️. But don't forget you're also the Sun. Your inner Sun never leaves you, no matter whether you're in heaven or in hell or in between Earthly realms..

​

You know that story about Buddha under the Bodhi tree before he was about to get enlightened?

​

The Matrix appeared as Mara (a demon) to test him... He tested his patience, guilt, emotions, fear, lust, lack, and loneliness by appearing as scary faces, beautiful faces, offering him heavenly realms, trying to make him feel guilty by showing him past mistakes, trying to offer unconditional love and bliss by appearing as light beings.

​

Buddha neither accepted nor rejected. He didn't resist or get attached. He watched all that calmly with amusement because he knew he was more than just a radio. Mara was trying to give him a specific radio station (channel), but Buddha knew all the infinite radio channels were in him...

​

Trying to give a glass of water to the ocean is what Mara was doing. Trying to take a glass of water from the ocean is what Mara was doing..

​

The Matrix is not the problem. The Matrix is a gift from the Source out of unconditional love. The only problem is thinking that you're in a Matrix instead of realizing that the entire Matrix is in you. Matrix can't add anything to you. Matrix can't take away anything from you. The only way it can do that is by convincing you that you're a radio receiving a single channel, rather than all the channels in the air. When you realize who you are, you can walk in the Matrix, engage with the Matrix without guilt, shame, lack, or fear.

​

Light (a candle) is never afraid of the dark. Darkness is afraid of the light (a candle). Because if light shines upon darkness, then the truth is revealed that there was never darkness. There was just an absence of light.

​

There's no evil or good Matrix. There are some parts of the Matrix where light (love) hasn't reached yet. ☀️💕

​

I hope my post is like a little light (candle) in the Matrix. 🕯️