Immortal Recoil: Total Recall - The Life of Meaning in the Carnal Nation

Immortal  Recoil

Total Recall - The Life of Meaning in the Carnal Nation

If you are an immortal being living through a succession of mortal lifetimes, why can’t you remember your past? If we’re all in control of our own destinies, how and why have we decided to forget?

            Where do you go when you’re asleep? How do you ‘go to sleep’? Are you the same person when you wake up? Can you remember who you were yesterday? How much of your own childhood do you remember? How much of last month – last year?  

 Have you ever experienced anything you wanted to forget? Have you ever wished you could start your life all over – with a blank slate?

If I want to remember my previous lives, I must explore memory itself to pass through the waters of forgetfulness and reach the dawn of illumination. I must expand and refine my recollections of this life, sorting truth from accretion and memory from fantasy. I must divine for truth as a dowser divines for hidden water or minerals.

I must learn how to tell truth from falsehood, illusion and self-delusion – and continually practice this art, by being my harshest critic and taskmaster and my most compassionate mentor and friend. I must develop a very sensitive bullshit detector and an expansive sense of empathy for the blind sleepwalkers all around me.

I can’t expect the world to make much impression on me if I’m living a half-waking dream all my life – if the reality revealed by my senses is always passing me by, drowned out by the incessant commentary always running through my mind. I have to be certain I’m awake to know I’m not dreaming a vivid fantasy.

            I have to be here now if I want to actually experience my life. I have to be mindful of what’s really happening inside me and all around me. To do that, I have to stop my thoughts, or alternately separate my self from the eternal chatter of the surface veneer of my identity - the acculturated monkey mind and emotions that have grown with me since I was swimming in my mother’s womb.

I have to find a deeper wellspring within, beyond the unending entertainments that distract me from life itself. I have to silence the chatter or remove myself from its internal influence, by locating my self in the centre of the eternal cyclone of thought and emotion.

I have to know who it is who goes to sleep and wakes up every night and every day.

            I have to know the true meaning of the word ‘meditation’, which has nothing whatever to do with thinking. I have to find out who it is that’s doing all the thinking – or being distracted by it!

            I have to open my mind to all the things that the purblind natives of this dawning New Millennium deny and exclude from their blinkered tunnelled visions – the realities filtered out by hidebound neo-feudal cultures that stubbornly refuse to observe anomalies, discrepancies and outright disproof of their common beliefs and quaint ‘scientific’ notions.

            If I want to have a life I have to walk away from the screen when I finish reading this and explore reality – if my memory span extends that far!

 If I am not the sum of my thoughts, beliefs, habits and culture, then what am I? What is within me that survives to carry on?

            Am I a projection into this four dimensional TimeSpace, a partial expression of an expanded being, who simultaneously dwells throughout many other dimensions as well? Am I part of something and someone that dwells in all the hyperspaces and parallel continua that we know exist (in implicate, interconnected conjunction with the reality we can see, hear, feel, smell and taste with our terrestrial time-bound senses), from the observations of physics and the realities implicit in geometry? And from the subtle magic of synchronicity and coincidence…

When you realise your mind isn’t yours and your consciousness isn’t confined to the cave of your skull, it’s easy to see how an apparently finite, mortal, death-bound being could in fact be a virtual extension of something else entirely. You can access all these realms and dimensions by expanding y/our consciousness. And paradoxically, this is facilitated by concentrating on the smallest things – or nothing at all.

Staying alive and aware is a continual weaning process. Potty training only ends in infancy in primitive societies full of throwaway people with short lives and attention spans, whose purpose is simply to maintain a dreaming gene-pool. Gaining complete control of your breathing, digestive system, heartbeat, brain activity, fertility and all other physical parameters is well within the capabilities of most children. It’s the way out of the matrix.

Almost all those who could have taught us how to escape the prisons of our cultures by exploring our own nature were burned at the stake or stoned to death by our superstitious grandparents or forebears – but the techniques are implicit in the forms and functions of our bodies; a true seeker will always find a way, and will be helped along by the indivisible invisible hands of those who’ve preceded you, if your mind and heart are in the right place. In a universe where memory is truly ineradicable, lost techniques and memories can be recovered and resurrected.

In our primitive superstition-ridden cultures of the early New Millennium - in which people are automatically taught to be suspicious and afraid of their own bodies and sexuality – most humans don’t even know where their physical organs are located after a decade of ‘education’. How can we expect to have any idea of what we are when we’re encouraged not to look at (or touch) our selves or each other? How can we find our true nature (or even nature itself) if we allow ourselves to be continually distracted by bullshit and melodrama? Will we find ourselves in a sitcom or ‘reality’ show? Do clothes make the woman? How’s the attention span going?

If you want to be cleansed of unpleasant memories or the pitiful painful results of an unexamined life and self-destructive lifestyle, an easy way is to cut off all your sensory inputs. You can do this by staying in a sensory deprivation chamber, by taking opiates, by going to sleep or by dying. If you remain in a sensory deprivation chamber for a couple of weeks your mind will be washed clean – unless you’re particularly adept at meditation - and a womb makes an excellent sensory deprivation chamber, washing you in the warm waters of forgetfulness for months.

            Some philosophers suggest that if people knew they were immortal, we’d all automatically be aware of the laws of karma and dharma and practice the Golden Rule. But immortality is no impediment to free will. We all have many of the same motivations to be creative, honourable and compassionate or cruel, uncaring and destructive, whether we have a small single life or a big multiplex one. Regardless of whether you’re immortal or not, the same ethical questions apply; and either way, you can’t leave yourself behind and wherever you go, there you are, for as long as you are you. It’s an excellent motivation for changing the things in yourself you aren’t comfortable with – and a terrible lesson for would-be suicides.

            In the folklore of forgetfulness, the amnesiac is compelled to relive aspects of the events they have forgotten; he who forgets the lessons of his story is condemned to repeat them. Until full waking memory relinks the past with the future, the amnesiac is trapped in a cycle of repetition – and hell is often defined as repetition.

            Yet immortality provides a wider and deeper perspective into the connectedness of all things and beings, and this does make a fundamental difference to our beliefs, motives and actions. In the absolute centre of the cyclone, I am you, and we are Divine.

Who are you again? Are you distracted yet? What’s that over there?

Your parents and grandparents were happy and satisfied to be lied to and cheated by those who still get away with stealing the wealth and knowledge of the Earth (and everywhere else) for themselves – are you?

Turn on. Tune in. Opt OUT! Find like-minded friends and work with them to free the world and free our Mind…

-         R. Ayana

images - author's

For more by R. Ayana see http://nexusilluminati.blogspot.com/search/label/r.%20ayana  

- Scroll down through ‘Older Posts’ at the end of each section

Do you LIKE this uniquely informative site?

Hours of effort by a genuinely incapacitated invalid are required to maintain, write, edit, research, illustrate, moderate and publish this website from a tiny cabin in a remote forest.

Now that most people use ad blockers and view these posts on phones and other mobile devices, sites like this earn an ever shrinking pittance from advertising sponsorship. This site needs your help.

Like what you see? Please give anything you can -  

Contribute any amount and receive at least one New Illuminati eBook!

(You can use a card securely if you don’t use Paypal)

Please click below -

Spare Bitcoin change?

And it costs nothing to share this post on Social Media!

Dare to care and share - YOU are our only advertisement!

For further enlightening information enter a word or phrase into the random synchronistic search box @ the top left of http://nexusilluminati.blogspot.com

And see

 New Illuminati – http://nexusilluminati.blogspot.com

 New Illuminati on Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/the.new.illuminati

New Illuminati Youtube Channel -  https://www.youtube.com/user/newilluminati/playlists

New Illuminati’s OWN Youtube Videos -  

https://www.youtube.com/user/new1lluminati/videos

New Illuminati on Google+ @ For New Illuminati posts - https://plus.google.com/u/0/+RamAyana0/posts

and see https://plus.google.com/115562482213600937809/posts

and google.com/+newilluminati-channel

New Illuminati on Twitter @ www.twitter.com/new_illuminati

New Illuminati on Google Follow - http://www.google.com/friendconnect/settings/edit?smpl=true&st=e%3DAOG8GaCFDeBRZ1yDY2DjCaq61tFDiwO07s%252Fwv3x8%252B%252FJgZJTLx5igbMomJIu3796Ja6n05WaS8qnJ0DLyeGk1q49tLD8m%252FhV1K%252Bq%252BQIOGOwLeWznnm5IGhzjfWzVnq5I4UJr3fw8yk%252B8W2OqwlCbL7BNsW32uouSc79Br%252BkOZQ1Fpzg6J3KMIZkzmg0%252FcPHsWUPqZv845VKS31S%252FbCm8NpINhlK1kDxUdRmcCkT37dIc4RB6PNurjCcd2%252BVkNBveCm4kAgeb8A3Q5hNj6%252FHplvQxKFI%252BW1TYBJVYqHHTKsnBPGcL6wlZdxTUwtfxWU2ZvANJQ%252F%252FUrolBwP7ovb92SZqSWMFJRnN2rsQ%253D%253D%26c%3Dpeoplesense

New Illuminations –Art(icles) by R. Ayana @ http://newilluminations.blogspot.com

The Her(m)etic Hermit - http://hermetic.blog.com

DISGRUNTLED SITE ADMINS PLEASE NOTE –

We provide a live link to your original material on your site (and links via social networking services) - which raises your ranking on search engines and helps spread your info further!

This site is published under Creative Commons (Attribution) CopyRIGHT (unless an individual article or other item is declared otherwise by the copyright holder). Reproduction for non-profit use is permitted & encouraged - if you give attribution to the work & author and include all links in the original (along with this or a similar notice).

Feel free to make non-commercial hard (printed) or software copies or mirror sites - you never know how long something will stay glued to the web – but remember attribution!

If you like what you see, please send a donation (no amount is too small or too large) or leave a comment – and thanks for reading this far…

Live long and prosper! Together we can create the best of all possible worlds…

From New Illuminations – http://newilluminations.blogspot.com

Good Guides, Gods and Goads: Inner Voices Known As ‘Thoughts’

Burning Bush Instructs the Primates

 

Good Guides, Gods and Goads

Inner Voices Known As ‘Thoughts’

Growing up is adoption and adaptation to the mores and beliefs of the tribe and place into which you’ve been born. Growing out and growing further requires going within, beyond the cage of the acculturated mind and the arbitrary dictates of local customs. Past the surface world of mice and men, evolution involves being in the still silent place within where all is one.


We all grow up with gods and guides – externalised teachers we adopt and incorporate into our selves until teacher and pupil become united in our growing mind. These instructive inner programs were once ubiquitously taken to be the Word of God or Goddess, often heard as the voice of our father or mother – the gods of our creation. They manifest as thoughts to the modern antediluvian mind. 


Some of these thought forms are discrete personalities, pursuing agendas of their own. Some are literally disincarnate ancestors viewing (or even puppeteering) the world through their living descendants. Others are creations of mental focus that have achieved independent existence; individualised thought forms with a will of their own, usually mirroring the will or wills that created them. Some are spirits that dwell beyond space and time, though they may be anchored to aspects of both. 


Some of them are You – a different but similar You in the future or past; in this holographic cosmos all of them are aspects of You on one level or another. It’s easy to misidentify them as an external ‘god’ or ‘goddess’ speaking to You from above, below or within. They are all aspects of You, the Chosen One – the one particular being you have chosen to be here and now.


Some trustworthy guides are You in the future, lending a widened perspective to your present personality – helping you choose a path through innumerable probabilities, leading you to the one most optimal, fortuitous route. Many spirits can’t tell the difference between good or ill, simply giving you what they think you want, guiding you toward your fondest dream or nightmare - whatever hope or fear you magnetise to yourself with your strongest, deepest desires. Some are like wise parents or grandparents, leading you into pathways you may need to experience to grow beyond your present self. Some entities are very different beings indeed, merely masquerading as god, guide, family or familiar. 


But no matter how trustworthy, wise or otherwise they may be, all are disincarnate. None of them know as much as you do about being really alive here and now. Magi, shamans, witches and humans in general make good or ill use of insights derived from these externalised entities, but one black or bright day - one magnetic moment when all things hang at the cusp of transformation - these familiar spirits will disappear, leaving the practitioner who relies on them naked in the New Dawn.

It’s better to learn how to see and hear for yourself than to rely on the dictates, suggestions and inspirations of externalised gods and guides. Far better to be one yourself.

Beyond the realms of personalised personalities a certain something travels with us wherever we go, whoever we are. Like fish swimming through its invisible substance, we’re only aware of the pressure it exerts to guide our movements. Its fuller, deeper nature remains unexamined, except during glimmerings of clarity or moments of divine distraction.


At any instant we may begin to notice the inner workings or the matrix and decide to peer more deeply into its subtle intricacies. We can look into the water at any time and recognise patterns we’ve barely noticed before, beckoning us onward to greater understanding. The purest You dwells in the heart of the matrix, as the substrate substance inside and behind every apparent part and particle; the indwelling God of Creation.


Who are you? What are your thoughts? What is your mind? Any time you wish – even right now, right here – you can take a glimpse into the hopes, dreams, fears, drives and compulsions that combine to steer and guide your will. When you’re aware of the biological, psychological, ancestral and societal programs you’ve adopted since long before birth you have a chance of altering them into healthier patterns, more appropriate to life in the here and now. 


Anyone who begins to pay attention to the workings of their mind discovers an unknown territory which transcends the borders of individuality - a secret country of images and words strung into a mystifying dreamscape that extends beyond all visible horizons. Mind is an infinite mystery, a multidimensional puzzle box, a Royal Maze of endlessly ponderable probabilities. Like the world that surrounds it, the mind is a hologram that contains the entire cosmos – a droplet of water that reflects and refracts the entire universe, inextricably interwoven into the fabric of combining realities.


Reams of notions, snippets of information and entertraining titbits echo back and forth within the closeted mind, training and guiding us through the world as we work them into the grain of our beings through ongoing repetition. We continually re-mind ourselves of everything that may possibly concern us and rebuild the accustomed image of ourselves and the world from instant to instant, reinforcing our shifting, malleable reality with the bulwarks of familiar ideas and conceptions.


If you listen closely enough to the various thought-voices passing through your head and being you may notice that some carry more weight than others, speaking with a resounding timbre that resonates more clearly than the frantic or lethargic scraps of thoughts that bind and abound. Many people are fortunate enough to encounter discrete patterns of thought that can best be described as ‘gods’ or ‘guides’ – trustworthy quasi-entities that come to be identified as sources of veracity.


You are a memory to the future You - and a guide to the past You, remembered. Every time you recall the past you affect it by the simple act of observation. The uncertainty principle extends through the dimension of time; so does quantum connectivity. In a ‘higher’ geometric dimension all that arrives or passes is right here, right now, inextricable interconnected – the All(ah) – and there are an infinite number of equally real and visceral past, present and futurealities available to the free willed gods that are human beings. That’s why Hassan i Sabbah, the Old Man in the Mountain (after whom both assassins and hashish are named) said “Nothing is true; all is permissible.”


You affect anything you focus your consciousness and will upon – including every past and future You. Everything and every being is connected to your present self, most directly though focused acts of attention.


Many of the voices in your head are you, extending through time and times, unbound by constraints of here and now, impinging on your current state. Depending on which you choose to entertain they can be trivial annoyances, dangerously destructive impulses or life saving observations.


Beyond this realm of guides and goads, carrots and sticks there exists a far deeper you, immersed in the much subtler matrix of the implicate order. Beyond thought and dreaming is a deeper, clearer reality where wilfulness fades away and true will is supreme. Past several veils of potent distraction there is a core of stillness, empty yet full, silent yet resonant; the true throne of consciousness in the centre of all.


At any moment you can begin to discern what and who you really are – and are not – by listening for the silence that exists beyond the troublesome hubble and hassling bubble of endlessly streaming words and images, sounds and ideas. No matter how complex or beautiful, most thoughts are merely reactions to external stimuli - a tale told by an idiot, signifying nothing but ingrained patterns. To unearth true uniqueness, significance, meaning and enlightenment we must dig far deeper than the swirling miasma of the mind – all the way past the whirling periphery to the centre of the cycle, to where stillness and wholeness abides.


You can reach the throne that leads to enlightenment at any time you choose – and in reality there’s no time but the gift of the present.

 

Breathe deeply, down into your belly, and place the tip of your tongue on the roof of your mouth to reconnect the great cycle of energy circulation that is your true birthright. 


Straighten your back, elongating your spine as though being pulled upward by the crown of your head. Breath deeply, centred in the core of the space your body occupies. If your spine is erect the centre of your head – the pineal cavity – is directly above the centre at the lotus bowl of your hips, which is directly above the ‘g-spot’ – the base chakra between the anus and testes or vagina. You can locate this point with gentle contraction and relaxation.


This is all you need to do to begin to find a path out of the maze of mind. The rest leads on from here, and will automatically come to the true seeker who hearkens to the wisdom within. Let’s go a little further…


Swallow, and follow the swallow right down through your torso and down past your navel, until it reaches the very centre of the bowl of your hips; your personal centre of gravity. Feel nourishment spread throughout your being in ripples that expand from this spreading droplet of divine nectar.


Now view the world from the centre of your head – not from the space just behind your eyes, but from the very centre of the Heavenly Pool in the core of your brain. As your awareness shifts to this central axis your peripheral vision will widen and you’ll become aware of a wider field of view than the accustomed tunnelling vision reality. As you continue to view the world from this central point other senses and supersenses will clarify and become available.


When you’re awareness is located at this central place – the central root point of both Third Eye and Crown, smaller than a sesame seed, like all the chakras – you are at the still centre of the cyclone, the true throne of consciousness. When you’re Here, Now, the spinning skein of mind and thought whirls around the untouchable, inviolable place where you reside in repose. It’s far easier to remove your self from the thought stream from here, at the centre of now, than while you’re swimming through its turbulent flow.


Possession is nine tenths of the lore. If someone or something else is already at the centre of the godhead - blocking the central point like a spike driven into a tree - you can dislodge it from your throne with pure will, as the throne’s rightful occupier. If this proves difficult you can vibrate the blockage away with the syllable ‘Om’. Focus the pitch and vibration of this primal word at the central point and it will help clear the path to your home, vibrating free anything that doesn’t belong there. ‘Om’ will also open the vortex of the Third Eye.


From the central point the world itself turns round your will. Like everything and everyone else, you are divine. Stilling all thought is the major key to enlightenment. Everything grows from this point. Above it, in the Crown of Creation, all is one and one is all. 


A crowning tree can only flourish if its roots are secure, so working with the base and navel and solar plexus chakras is the only way to secure the foundations of the living temple, the Tree of Life. When you prepare the altar of the lower three energy centres through breath, posture, yoga and meditation the blossoming heart chakra and all higher centres and structures will grow of their own accord.


But you can always centre your awareness in the central point occupied by the physical pineal gland – the Heavenly Waters balanced directly above the navel chakra; the waters below.


See you there.

- Ram Ayana

Images – author’s

For further enlightenment enter a word or phrase into the search box @ New Illuminati: http://nexusilluminati.blogspot.com

And see The Her(m)etic Hermit - http://hermetic.blog.com 

From New Illuminations @ http://newilluminations.blogspot.com

Here Be Magic: The Source’s Apprentice

- click = enlarge - 

Here Be Magic 

The Source’s Apprentice

FEAR = False Evidence Appearing Real
HOPE = Higher Order Potential Explored
LOVE = Living One Vibrant Energy 


Who are you, what is the world, how did you get here, where are we going and why? Every child asks these questions, as do the mortally ill and those suddenly faced with unexpected change.

Young children (and venerable ancients) are most intimately connected to the deepest mysteries of being. All existence is a glorious mystery that inspires open minds and passionate hearts. Life begins in a rush of extraordinary emotion with an intimate embrace of the actual, immediate, visceral present and leaves deep imprints that last through the next rebirth and beyond.

Many newborn babes know answers to the deepest conundrums, yet quickly forget – distracted by the ongoing process of learning to wear a new body in a strangely demanding culture of drowsy domesticated primates. Most ‘modern’ people are quickly weaned from a sense of wonder to suckle on toxic waste and moribund notions in notional nations at war with themselves. What use are masters and mistresses of universal truths to soulless machines of industrious wastage – to self-styled half blind so-called ‘leaders’ who only require mindless cogs and obedient dogs that will work on their pet projects without question?

Eternal questions lead to cascades of answers and torrents of more questions. At some point in life all beings wonder and ponder the primal questions of life, the universe and everything. Every child knows they’re on a magical mystery tour, exploring and creating a gloriously intricate realm of intriguing riddles and sumptuous sensualities. Every freshly incarnate soul knows answers to eternal conundrums and recognises that truth must be really simple, clear and meaningful – unlike the plethora of corporate, ‘religious’ and ‘spiritual’ lies they’re fed to keep them in place in the usual fowl-brained pecking ordure.

People are rapidly weaned from infinite fonts of unending wisdom, fed on senseless half truths and superstitions by blithering wastrels until we’re self-caged in boxes and propped before blinding screens devoid of imagination, filled up with loony marching tunes, violent comical characters, warrior ‘ethics’, impersonal personalities and mobsters from the Id.

Yet every being who finds themselves living in the bosom of Gaia has the ability to flourish in a garden of freedom, art, truth and beauty – unless the divine rapture of happy revelry is beaten and brainwashed out of them by damaged control freaks. The adulteration of adulthood customarily twists each bright new spark into a carelessly forgetful servile dolt wearing uniform uniforms that suit self-styled bosses and no-one else. Yet the bright living world continues to glow and beckon with magnetic inner light, awakening inner sight and inner sense in every insightful innocent soul.

Even while selling, selling out or selling one’s soul, answers and questions lurk within, biding their time til the moment of wonder emerges anew – flowers that bud from slimy mud to bloom in the light of an unbranded bright new day.

Children know what magic is. Magic is obviously the ability to alter the fabric of ‘material reality’ at will. Adolescents and adults who quest after magical reality or ultimate truths usually encounter the teaching that magic is the ability to alter one’s level and state of consciousness at will. It transpires that these two views of magical reality are one and the same, for the world is made of mindstuff – the very same stuff you’ve made of your self.

We’re all the creator of the world we inhabit. We make and remake the cosmos we perceive from instant to instant in a seamless flow far quicker than any word or thought a monkey mind can shape or utter. We mould malleable mindstruff to fit about our hopes, dreams, desires and fears. The strongest, most emotively driven visions predominate, setting the course of our self-chosen destiny from moment to moment. At every instant new doors are opened and closed by decisive thoughts which come and go so swiftly they barely seem to register, ignored by minds entrained to self destruction through perpetual distraction.

Who won last weekend’s game? Who’ll win next week’s? Who really cares or remembers the identikit features of identical born-to-die gladiators or the meaningless trivia of daily scores? Every broadcast from the blaring, pumping, chest-thumping media is thoroughly massaged premasticated pap made to sell, sell, sell the messy message that life is hell without labels and boxes and plastic bags. The ‘news’ is a neverchanging regurgitated weather report overflowing with the meaningless mummery of falsified finance, shaggy cat stories and fishy tales about the none that got away from The System.

People aren’t encouraged to examine their minds – to investigate the source and route of each thought that passes through the easily distracted awareness of industrious sociable beings. In the kingdom of the blind, endless mindless busyness is promoted to a virtue and self-examination is regarded as ‘useless navel gazing’.

The boss will tell you that there’s plenty of time for self examination when you’re fading and tired and retired from the rat race. There’s plenty of time to be free when you’re old, weak, moribund and no longer a potential threat to the busy, dizzy status quo. Meanwhile, follow the leaders and only read parking meters – and pay through the nose for the right to exist, eat, drink and inhabit space. Do what’s expected of you and reap your reward; Work. Consume. Obey. Marry and reproduce. Die – and then begin all over again, with that alluring ‘clean slate’ – that fresh start each adult craves when they realise they’re botching Life and selling their heritage for a bowl of cold potage.

Turn on. Tune in. Opt out! The real world and real you awaits; waiting for you to discover your self.

You always get what you wish for – often when you’ve forgotten you ever wished for it – so be careful what you wish for, for wishing is magic. Each idle thought is a wilful wish when fuelled by hope or fear, love or anger or any potent emotion in the unformed ocean of eternal becoming.

Magic in a Holographic Fractal Multiverse

The cosmos is infinite, and we don’t even live in a single universe. We live in – and contain – an infinite multiverse of limitless potential.
Fractals and fractal imagery demonstrate the truth of an infinite cosmos shaping and shaped by each whole fragment of ultimate reality. Every part, particle, participle and person reflects and refracts the infinite whole – a fluid hologram altered by individual perspectives in a freewheeling free willed phantasmagoria of endless possibility and infinite variety in continuous communion with itself.
As free will is real and events are not locked into predetermined courses, there can’t be any such thing as accurate prediction – just hypnotic programs that attempt to create self-fulfilling prophecies – for all is in flux and the Book of Life is always being inscribed and rewritten as the Book of Changes. There was no single Big Bang or Creation event, for creation continues at all times in all places, everywhere and anywhen. The illusion of creation is simply the result of premillennial brainwashed minds; a dopey falsehood imagined by ‘scientists’ entrained to believe in a fantasy parental archetype – a creator god (or goddess) – by superannuated superstitions strangely exalted as ‘faiths’ or ‘religions’.

There is no god and no master, but truth, beauty, freedom and love are royally real. You are the creator. You are totally free – and ultimately responsible for everything! No guilt, honour, opprobrium or any other imaginary construct applies to you as a result of your creation. Mistakes are impossible in an infinite multiverse; all is research and all is Art. Yet some artistic creations are more pleasing to the senses than others and some acts far more compassionate and conscious. The holographic nature of reality assures that everyone IS everyone and that one simple ‘rule’ actually does apply to all human behaviour and discourse – the eternal Golden Rule; do as you’d be done by.

You create (your own) reality. How are you doing it? Self-styled creators tend to develop an exalted opinion of themselves, in the false belief they’re in charge of everyone and everything else – yet everyone is in charge of and charged by their own ongoing freeform destiny, ultimately beholden to no other yet intricately interlinked with all. Everyone is divine, a whole fractal facet of everyone and everything.

You magnetise reality, shaping and guiding the transitory ‘material world’ to follow the pattern of your dreaming. How are you doing it? Are you actually moulding the infinite potential of possibility itself, or are you selecting the best of all possible worlds from the myriad pre-existing choices available – or both, or neither? Are you a corpse that died at an earlier time, dreaming the ongoing world as you decompose into soil? Are you a Neo(tonous being) imagining a preprogrammed life in an artificial matrix?

How can you truly know the truth?

By examining each thought and image that enters your mind, and seeing from whence it arises. By meditating, and truly SEEING the sea of mentality through which you’re swimming until you find the still, pure centre where the true you abides, becoming the source of all creation at the centre of the cyclone, wreathed in the swirling spin of everchanging thoughtforms and myriad potential.

Kaleidoscopic Cosmos

There is another way of viewing the kaleidoscopic cosmos. Matter doesn’t exist. It’s an illusion created by apparent ‘particles’ which also don’t exist in ‘real’ terms, but are actually eddies formed by intricately interlocking standing waves. We live in a fluid fractal hologram. All patterns echo the primal form from which all other fractal versions and visions are derived; the vortex at the core of all things, the shape of the cosmos itself.

Every ‘electron’ and every other vortexial fragment of wholistic unity holds a holographic image of everything within its spinning skein. Every grain of a holographic image contains an image of the whole picture, and every vortex is implicately linked to all others at all levels of resolution.

In quantum theory an ‘electron’ is said to rotate around its axis more than once during each rotation, circling through infinite plena of potentials (other universes) before returning to the phase – the place – from which it’s observed. Thus every part of all possible universes is in potential and actual contact with every other part, at all levels of resolution – and so are you.

Every cloud is a fractal representation of every other cloud. All clouds are different yet similar forms, all exhibiting tendencies we recognise as ‘cloudness’. All trees are fractal representations of every other tree. Every person is a fractal representation of every other person. Every ‘universe’ is a fractal representation of every other universe, and all are intimately linked in the most fundamental ways. All forms are representation of the primordial vortex, the wellspring from which all arises.

Everything we perceive/conceive/receive is produced by standing waves, and standing waves are formed between complementary poles. Every thing vibrates between its core and extremities – the poles of creation – yet the extremities and core of every single thing extend forever and are linked to literally everything.

We live in a far greater reality than a simple single universe. The universe we perceive is a tendency that tends to maintain its apparent form and substance almost wherever we look, but if you step back from the brink of egocentric personality and really see you’ll notice differences and changes all around and within you, all the time. We are part and parcel of everything, and everything changes all the time in ways too varied to mention. Everyone is surfing through spacetimes and everyone gets exactly what they wish for with their most wilful impassioned desires.

Hopes and dreams – affirmations – predominate over fears and insecurities when you invest them with awareness, focus and consideration. Hopes manifest most easily when they dovetail with the dreams of other beings in a mutually reinforcing matrix. Hope for the best! Dare to dream of Paradise – for all.

Psychic abilities are real and available; you enact their reality all the time. Telepathy is an ongoing eternal reality; not something to be achieved, but recognised. The same applies to all psi abilities or ‘psychic powers’. Learning magic begins with the simple recognition –reknowing – that it exists, and you are already ‘doing’ it. That’s how you got here. That’s why you’re reading this.

.You are implicately and inextricably interwoven with the entire potential cosmos. To activate a broader awareness of all this potential you have to explore the core of your being and the limitless bounds of self. The whole whirled world is whorled from mindstuff and thou art god.

And myriad other beings already know this. We soar from the shoulders of giants.

Way Out, Far In

To begin any magical operation draw a circle around yourself, starting in the East. Do it now. In the southern hemisphere of this spinning Earth sphere the circle of protection is drawn clockwise (looking down from above). The opposite pertains in the northern hemisphere.

The circle is an inviolable horizon and you are its centre. All possibilities exist between the horizon and the core. Arrange your body so your spine is erect and your breathing is full and clear – this can take a single moment or many years to achieve, depending on where you’re at and how you came to be here now.

See where you’re seeing the world from. Move that point of awareness – the place where you live – into the centre of your head. Do it now. View the world from the centre of centres and watch your peripheral vision expand – you’re already aware of far more than you think.

Listen to the thoughts you think you’re thinking… see them circling round the inviolate centre where you reside… the centre where nothing exists… in the Heavenly Pool at the core of creation.

You are not the thoughts, but the still silent witness within. Become the nothing that sees and is everything. When you’re here the void is clear, not dark at all but filled with the light of eternal awareness. Be here now. Be free…

You are already immortal You don’t have to die to change or be free. You just have to recognise yourself in every thing and every one… and set it all free to be in victorious sweet surrender…

When you’re located at the still centre of the cycle, place this centre directly above the equally still and central point at the centre of the bowl of your hips – your water-centre of ‘gravity’, the hara or navel chakra, below and behind your physical navel. You can view the world from here as well, with a differing perspective that creates a different style of consciousness. Breathe deeply from and into this core and fill it with chi, prana, the Holy Spirit.

When your spine is straight and the waters above are directly above the waters below, a current begins that sparks the fusion, creating the pure flame of an opening, flowering heart.

Breathe…

If you do this and seek the truth all teachings will follow and flow through you, manifesting from the limitless potential of our massive multiplayer online cocreation. Be the immortal that witnesses all from the core of breath and being. Remove the screen from your eyes and BE HERE NOW. We create the best of all possible worlds… together.

It’s a beautiful, wonderful world.

All things in all times in all places are one thing, and that thing is love

- R. Ayana

And see TimeSpace


Thanks to those who passed and pass this to and through…

Images – author’s @ http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6165/6161617058_3ac4db913b_b.jpg

 http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6189/6161617036_1f90b7f1a7_b.jpg

http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7030/6404834715_07e44b669e_b.jpg

http://farm7.staticflickr.com/6051/6285429377_78f450cdb9_b.jpg

For further enlightening information enter a word or phrase into the search box @ New Illuminati or click on any label/tag at the bottom of the page @ http://nexusilluminati.blogspot.com

And see

The Her(m)etic Hermit – http://hermetic.blog.com

New Illuminati – http://nexusilluminati.blogspot.com

New Illuminati on Facebook – http://www.facebook.com/pages/New-Illuminati/320674219559

The Prince of Centraxis – http://centraxis.blogspot.com

This material is published under Creative Commons Fair Use Copyright (unless an individual item is declared otherwise by copyright holder) – reproduction for non-profit use is permitted & encouraged, if you give attribution to the work & author – and please include a (preferably active) link to the original along with this notice. Feel free to make non-commercial hard (printed) or software copies or mirror sites – you never know how long something will stay glued to the web – but remember attribution! If you like what you see, please send a tiny donation or leave a comment – and thanks for reading this far…

From The Her(m)etic Hermit – http://hermetic.blog.com