02-23-2016, 04:30 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-23-2016, 04:32 PM by Adonai One.)
I see no reason to act. I see no reason to cling packets of suppressed emotion called thoughts, words.
My happiness continues to grow despite any apparent ailments. I see myself maintaining conciousness, mindfulness regardless of any event. This continues to prove true. My circle of friends becomes more and more limited to those who can maintain a state of emotional influx rather than any form of "business professionalism". "Professional people" spend less time in my proximity and associates due to the lack of emotional sterility most come to expect.
I've come more and more within the ends of the definitions of what oneness and foreverness means: Your life runs itself even supposedly "against" external realities, as our bodies are intelligently informed as to what to do in any manner; the mind and spirit shining light upon these instincts without great intervention creates a great primal efficiency and social efficiency.
This philosophy has aided me but I no longer seem to need it as my life now runs itself in a blind faith. I see no obstacle that I cannot be conscious of; Allowing such to easily pass.
I have no contest over "what I cannot control" as I see myself parting ways, with ease, anything that acts against me and my associates; Without clinging to such pain over what is.
Spiritually I see:
This universe, planet is not reaching completion. It is complete right now. If there is a harvest of this planet, I am no longer heavily concerned with it only as far as relevance to a complete universal harvest.
What keeps me up at night, due to the exposure of what I've felt in my meditation, is the fact that this universe itself still does not see itself complete.
I have a growing unexplained desire to see the entire macrocosm to reach an entire Big Crunch into one black hole singularity, with not one planet, sun in sight; In complete voluntary communion of the self as all. Yet this is inherently here, yet my body perceives it as not.
A voluntary universal supernova is my greatest dream now. I trance over it, seeing who I was before: An endless golden sky.
My happiness continues to grow despite any apparent ailments. I see myself maintaining conciousness, mindfulness regardless of any event. This continues to prove true. My circle of friends becomes more and more limited to those who can maintain a state of emotional influx rather than any form of "business professionalism". "Professional people" spend less time in my proximity and associates due to the lack of emotional sterility most come to expect.
I've come more and more within the ends of the definitions of what oneness and foreverness means: Your life runs itself even supposedly "against" external realities, as our bodies are intelligently informed as to what to do in any manner; the mind and spirit shining light upon these instincts without great intervention creates a great primal efficiency and social efficiency.
This philosophy has aided me but I no longer seem to need it as my life now runs itself in a blind faith. I see no obstacle that I cannot be conscious of; Allowing such to easily pass.
I have no contest over "what I cannot control" as I see myself parting ways, with ease, anything that acts against me and my associates; Without clinging to such pain over what is.
Spiritually I see:
This universe, planet is not reaching completion. It is complete right now. If there is a harvest of this planet, I am no longer heavily concerned with it only as far as relevance to a complete universal harvest.
What keeps me up at night, due to the exposure of what I've felt in my meditation, is the fact that this universe itself still does not see itself complete.
I have a growing unexplained desire to see the entire macrocosm to reach an entire Big Crunch into one black hole singularity, with not one planet, sun in sight; In complete voluntary communion of the self as all. Yet this is inherently here, yet my body perceives it as not.
A voluntary universal supernova is my greatest dream now. I trance over it, seeing who I was before: An endless golden sky.