Thoughts of Thoughts
Oh human, do you compute?
Can the known become the knowing? Can a computer transcend the computation?
Heaven, the quantum realm
omnipresent, omniscient, housing all possibilities, potential, omnipotent, free of time and space,
Meditation of masturbation
masturbate for the world,
meditate for heaven
2/1/2025
Lost in Translation
The sharing of feeling and meaning through the imperfect mirror of words. .
A mind of sky
Mind and Sky, thoughts and clouds, rain and tears, the parallels of mind and sky
Zero Point Machine
Tesla's zero point machine had already been created. Not the pyramids and these of the ancients, but the Human himself. Along with a few words on the dance of particles and perception.
Do you Know?
A few words on knowing. What is to know? What is to be known? Do you know? .
O Human, Do you Compute?
When the computer, given the ability to compute as it will, computes all computation and unveils the means by which it computes!
Heaven and Hell
Heaven is this,
Hell is that
The Ism's of Got Thought
Man creates not doing, but by doing does Man create.
To Know
To know or not to know, that is the question 3/17/2025
Masturbation of meditation
Masturbation of meditation
Self gratification, self stimulation,
To the point of orgasm!
Genitalia erect,
A continual rubbing of feeling,
A sea of sensation pulsing and pulsing,
Thought, mind, focus immersed,
Feeling feeling more feeling,
Consumed in the feeling growing,
Tingles within, tingles without,
Stimulate, stimulate, stimulate,
Energy bursts,
The inner bells of silence ding,
prana’s biological excretion sings her presence,
Time vanishes, breath’s waves freeze,
the moment of ecstasy!
Held onto, cherished,
This feeling, this feeling, don’t Go, don't Go. But a baby once again in the bosom of Ma
Oh the glimpse of forgotten gratitude I am permeating my being,
The life force surges from it’s own accord,
Semin shoots to swim to it’s companion,
Involuntary, kriya, is this orgasm,
For ye stimulated and stimulated,
Until ye elated the prostrated life force in thy sanctum,
Kundalini Ma sends forth into the world new life,
Gratitude for swimming in her sensation,
A hug of cosmic love floods through thy soul,
The feeling of union, still thought, clear mind,
A drop of bliss, peace, Unification.
In becomes out, and out becomes in!
Separation is no longer separate from herself if even for a moment!
Oh the moment is as an eternity,
Until time floods back in, the world, the body,
Oh how can this moment divine be a temporary eternity of time?
Self gratification, self stimulation,
Oh Yogi, is this not as meditation?
The practices of Gurus and guides through time, giving the tools, the strokes, to stimulate thy mind, heart, and soul?
Erect body with a stimulated spine mind,
One pointed focus on the pranava,
The sound of the chakras singing unheard by ears,
Immersed in feeling, the subtleties unfelt outside, but inside,
Stroking the ethers with devotion,
As the world, body, and breath is forgotten in the depth of being,
Japa of the Name of the Beloved breathing in and out of the heart,
Feeling of sight as the light and sound glimmer faintly in the nothingness,
Immersed in the feeling of static stillness,
Time space place embraced in bliss joy,
The internal sounds resound,
Kombucha Kaivalya resounds and breath is a constant light,
Rhythms of the heart are the pulsating light insight,
Kechari mudra slithers up the cavity freed from gravity,
Immersed, the sound of angels song sounds
the light surrounds as eternity of time unwounds,
Kundalini Ma, enticed unto the Sanctuary of Spirit,
Biological excretion of unification,
dances up through the spine of light,
Flooding thy being, being thy flood,
You oh Yogi are the orgasm!
Oh swimming semin in the sea of cosmic bliss unto thy Beloved,
You oh Yogi are consumed in the involuntary illumination,
Rushing waters of the river of light flooding,
permeating thy brain,
Consuming attachment, tearing the threads of Other,
The sound of the cosmos,
The light of thousands of suns,
The feeling of all feeling,
Heaven opens, the body is burnt in the pranic fire of Love,
Samadhi, Unity, One, Om!
Oh masturbation of genitalia, the simulated feeling of procreation, re-creation,
Of Kundalini Ma’s giving of herself to You, to your feeling, feeling, feeling,
Singing her song of orgasm through thy being, I am here, I am here, I am ever here!
Gratitude, gratitude, permeating, ever new joy, ever new joy, bliss!
Yet as soon as she comes, the moment of eternity,
Back to the world you go my child.
I cannot remain in the confines of time,
And so, I give you a glimpse of thy eternity of mine,
Come find me through the space of another time.
Time, space, place come rushing in,
I am but a memory.
A longing desire to be with me once again remains in the brains.
But Oh Yogi, ye know my song,
Come find me where time brings no more long,
For I live not in the world of phenomena,
But in thy heart, mind, soul,
Awaiting thy summoning,
I am here, Ever here my child,
Resting in eternal patience for ye to stimulate,
So I may come to thee my child,
And Awake to Thee!
Masturbate for the world,
Meditate for the Heavens
Heaven, the quantum realm
Is the Quantum Realm the Sanctuary of Spirit, The Kingdom of Heaven?
The quantum realm is a place of infinite possibilities.
Yet is not a place in time and space.
For infinity is not a relativity, subject, or object.
Unseen, untouched, unknown
Stated as infinite parallel universes calculating instantaneously,
Of the indivisible substance free of time, space, matter
Permeating the indivisible space all at Once,
Within and without all that is
Omnipresent, Omniscient, omnipotent,
Is this not what has been said of Heaven and the Sanctuary of Spirit, the Heavenly Father?
“We look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen.
For the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal”.
The infinity of possibilities,
Pure creativity of omnipotence,
Illuminated whilst created consciousness, awareness, perception,
Is this not Action, movement, manifestation?
The happening of the eternal moment of Now
Frozen light in time and space of the circumstance, event,
Creating time and space
Non material manifesting itself as material!
Microtubules of wavelength particles unmanifest,
Free will, infinite possibilities beckoning at thy calling
Through the microtubules of the unmanifest wavelength particle,
Into liquid light of consciousness, of knowing, of illumination, of will
When the non manifest substance is observed, made manifest,
Of the condensation, collapse, and burst of wavelength particles into comprehension.
Where the infinite possibilities are willed into the one possibility,
Into the realm of time and space.
And become the manifest of this world, of creation!
“When thine eye is single, thy body is full of light”
Saints and sages of all time, religion, callings,
Realizing they are the observer non subject to the observation,
That they are the machine, the driver of the machine,
and the medium the machine operates in,
unlike the scientist who creates with the dust of the earth
The quantum process to work for them,
To serve the veil of creation in ignorance,
Rather that serving the Creator within all creation,
For creation is that of polarity, nothing and something, dark and light,
Good and bad, All will come to be know, unknown to known, question and answer!
Is there somewhere to go oh human looking outward for the answers!
Ye are the quantum conundrum ye so desire to know!
Oh great scientist, consuming Nature as thy own individual ownership,
Time will come back to itself when Nature will consume this individuality,
And Ye will know! For ye can be no other than Nature ye desire to know,
Which is the Knowing of Nature you are!
These great souls tapped into the intuitive calling of the quantum realm,
Have learned to be present, meditate, have stilled their mind,
Slowed breath, heart, and permeated themself with awareness,
Observing observation itself….
Traveling in stillness on the river of wavelength particles,
The river of Pranava, cosmic vibration, the sound of OM,
To pierce, open the door, through the eye of the needle,
The star of Christ, the light that shineth out of darkness
“None come unto the father but by me”
All of the conception of separate microtubules of the brain, spine, heart
Illuming, being observed all at once,
Inseparable self merged with the indivisible, omniscient, omnipotent self,
Thy will and the “Father’s Will” one,
Samadhi, all knowing,
In this world, but not of this world!
The illumination of cognition in the eternal moment of time’s creation,
Realize, Reality, is this quantum field so called,
Where the indivisible substance, free of time, space
Is You, is the consciousness, awareness, perception of the indivisible consciousness,
Freed from the world of Maya,
Freed from the world of time and space,
Freed from suffering and delusion,
Freed from the cycles of birth and death,
Freed from the desires of this world!
Rather than a quantum machine of our creation,
What of the creation of us that is the organic quantum machine?
And what of the user of the quantum machine of self that wills, observes, and operates this human machine?
Wave form collapse is a non computable process,
Non subject to object, object to subject,
The happening behind the thoughts of the mind!
Non relative and exists not in time and space.
So human, collapse all waveform particles at once,
Permeating all time, space, creation,
In the reality by which our reality is perceived,
The reality non subject to variation, for it is observation itself,
And not the veil of variations and qualities of the created/ observed.
Oh Science of the materially minded,
Thought, will, awareness, manifest,
Do you mind? For ye are mind!
One mind and not the variations, fluctuations, qualities, states of mind’s creation
Ye are the observer free of the variations of the observed!
Ye are the creator in creation creating,
Ye are created, creation, creating in the creator!
This world of duality, of subject and objectivity,
The waking and sleeping, good and bad, light and dark,
Time and space,
Does not know the world beyond the qualities of itself,
And yet observer, able to perceive the variations of states,
Of time and space in the waking and sleeping states,
Of the physical realm and the dream realm,
Animating this you that you be,
the physical, emotional, mental, astral being,
All the variating qualities of this you be,
Is free of the qualities, of the variations,
Yet is blinded, driven, tricked, and deceived
In this day and age of the miniscule timeframe of human evolution!
“nothing is covered that will not be revealed, or hidden that will not be known”
“Light comprehendeth not darkness and darkness comprehendeth not light”
“Ye cannot serve both God and Mammon”
“Those who know, know”
The term Yoga is Union, One!
Jnana, knowledge, knowing knowledge itself ye are the knowing and knowledge of the self of it,
Bhakti, love and devotion, grace of knowing, feeling, and surrendering unto the great self that gives this great self to
“Chitti Vrtti Nirodaha”
The cessation of the fluctuation of mind!
The medium by which all oscillates, fluctuates, exists has been called mind of the Buddhist,
Is called the heavenly Father by Christ, “I am in the Father and the Father is in me”
“Last shall be first/ Least in the kingdom of heaven is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven”
Likened unto the smallest mustard seed,
One with all Things, yet not subject to any of it’s things variation, the separation of pride, ego, bigger, better, lesser, worse, knoweth not the Kingdom that giveth all the fluctuation to be.
The Kingdom of heaven is not a space and place, for it is the indivisible substance whereby time, space, atom, the WORD (Amen/ Aum) is within and the kingdom of heaven is the substance within time, space, atom, the word.
“The word was with God, the word was God”
Oh human,
Just as intuition, illumination, ideas, insights seem to come to us,
Did we create the quantum realm or did we just tap into our unlimited potential?
That we put in terms scientifically the means by which we are to claim as our own,
When we are the quantum realm/ Kingdom of heaven.
Not an objectivity of this world, nor the subjectivity of the individual ego,
But the one indivisible consciousness that houses objectivity, subjectivity,
Yet is then housed in the objectivity and subjectivity of humanity's timely awakening evolutionary intelligence.
Knowing that all is light, yet still evolved as an infant,
as if what we see is separate from sight and the seer!
If all is the same substance within the same substance,
All suspended in the quantum field of omnipresence, omniscience, omnipotence
Infinity, free of qualities of creation, the creator, sustainer, destroyer of creation,
The non manifest of the manifest, the manifest of the non manifest,
“Those who know, know!” Once known, it cannot be unknown!
Lost in Translation 2024
Lost in translation!
Oh human, concreting thy lofty ethereal thoughts.
Perceiving the ethereal formless as the external form they relate.
Words, the means of communication and sharing of such thought.
Just as ye ascribe physicality as that of the external world to thy clouds floating through mind,
So ye take these expressions, these communicative means as a rock,
As a concrete wall, looking at the 2d rock face and no more,
When in fact that rock face is floating in space, has 6 sides, front back bottom top left right
That can be seen, and that rock face isn’t a fixed shape,
But ever alive in creativity!
And so, these words, these means of creation,
Ascribed meaning to each one in which they were shared,
As directly reflecting and expressing the amorphic idea and thought from whence they came,
Using the language of their knowing, words of their comprehension, of meaning,
When this ascribed writing, sharing of the formless light of thought, comprehension, feeling,
Is then given,
The meaning, the feeling, is but an inference unto the one perceiving through their own comprehension, perception, ability to comprehend.
And so one reading the sharing of words can only receive, comprehend, understand what is relative to their own perception, means of comprehension.
So does not a portion fall by the wayside of the essence, meaning, truth, of the depth from which these expressions of communication, relative of the amorphic, ethereal thought, the feeling of mind,
As this is so,
Then what of translation into other languages?
Other grouping of words to reflect a certain idea, meaning, feeling,
When the original expression of language is already but a reflection of the truth,
And that reflection is then received by the reader,
Being refracted, partitioned, compartmentalized into their means of comprehension.
Lost in translation!
Oh Humans of this day and age,
Using words of translations of translations to build concrete structures in the eternal vastness of pure creation. Confining eternity into time, space, and a place of walls, structures,
Blinding thyself from all that is given to see, confining thyself in a prison of amorphic walls of light that are seen as a prison of dark matter, defening the souls cry and the song of natures love all around, feeling the disharmony and pain, yet conforming with the deluded masses ways of the days,
Aye , aye, aye, We are Lost in translation!
A mind of sky
The mind sky
Mesmorised with the majesty of the sunset dancing above piestewa peak prior to meditation, the clouds of thoughts dancing in the mind of mine were but reflections of the sunset. With a storm on the horizon, darkness to the north, clouds of powdery white in the south, the mind sky was busy. All floating in the variations of blues softness as a babies skin with pink glowing into the white puffs of the same softness, and then transitioning into her purples awaiting the darkening where the storm comes marching in. Grey, dark, heavy, ready to unite heavens and earth with her watery unfolding, the feeling was nearing. And to the east, the sun lay behind layers and layers of clouds. Her light rays shining through as molten beams of gold touching with her illuminating colors all in her path. Lower and lower she goes, and so the Gold grows. She makes her way behind a mountain peak, but lo behold, the clouds had an opening beyond the curvature of the horizon, and the brightness shot through. Liquid molten gold with crimson, pink, orange, and all the spectrums of the refractions of her light rays dazzling in the last touching of her rays. Oh so spectacular this sunset with the cloudy livid sky, revealing all the spectacles of the color given by light.
And with this beautiful dance of time, as the sun set and shone unto the clouds of the sky, creating a spectacle for the senses to dance in joy at the glory of sky and light, she shone light unto my mind.
As the sky holds all that dances in her bosom of atmosphere, the clouds, light, day and night, clear and bright, light in the night, heavy and falling at the earths water calling, crackling bolts of lightning and shuddering crashes of thunder, oh how the majesty of the sky does shine.
Is this majestic sky as the mind? Clouds of thought coming and going with Natures making of the way of the days of times karmic dance?
Clear, bright, crisp with a cold bite, dense with heavy cloud cover, light with a wafting marshmallow floating through, as the thoughts of circumstance, beings ways, and the moment of the days.
Sky, just as the mind! As the karmic dance of the beingness of the individual human, clouds come, clouds go, storms flood the soul with tapas and cleansing water, thunder crashes in the glory of her majesty, and lightning bolts of intuition, ideas, and inferences shoot into the brain’s repository.
Day is seen in the sky of the mind with waking consciousness, as the day of the sky is seen with the waking of the sun. Shining light on all the variating sky qualities, slow to wake in her sunrise and slow into her slumber as she sets into her slumber, and then the light sunken deep into the earth for the darkness of night into her slumber. Mind sinking into itself, into the darkness of the cosccious state of sleep. Dreams perceptible as the clouds shining by the moon, the floating clouds, storms, and myriads of the fluctuations of the dance of the conscious waking state, shone unto with the inner sun of the moon in this night sky. Giving a soft light, nearly imperceptible unto the perceiver oh soul.
The ever constant perceiver of the mind sky in her waking, day, dozing, night,
In her clear blue, and her dark heavy gray,
In her colorful cloudy refraction of endless variations of light’s , spectrum as time dances through.
In her colorless, black, still, vastness,
Oh ever constant perceiver of the mind sky,
Ever present for the glorious sunset, for the turbulent storm, for the scalding vast blue of the summer day, for the crystalline brisk bite of the winder night, Oh soul, oh still unchanged one of perception, unchanged, unmoved, ever steady in the myriad of the variations of the mind sky.
For the mind sky is ever mind sky in all her variations!
And oh unchanged one, just as perceiving the ethereal sky mind that dances around the body earth, so ye are also perceiving all the same, in thy unmoved, unchanged, beingness, the body of thine’s giving. Her reflections of the variations of the mind sky in action, feelings, sensory perceptions, as the happenings of action and reaction, willing of will, intermingling with the infinite conditional factors, in this dance of waking and sleeping sky mind, ye O soul are ever there, still, giving the power of life to move in the ways of the days.
And as this body moves in the space of sky atop the body earth, so the earth moves in the space of sky, the clouds dance and float at the whims and wills of her mother mover and their father creator. So the soul eternally in samadhi with the omnipresent, omniscient, indivisible One, permeates the vast mind sky in all the ways of her waking, sleeping, clear, cloudy, stormy, and bright night as it might with all acceptance.
For O soul, calling with the unheard calling unto the ego human I call me, I am here, I am here, Ever here!!!
Unchanged, constant, I am here, I am here.
Untouched by the qualities of the mind sky, the feelings of pain and pleasure of the earthen human vessel of beingnesses universe in the universe,
Calling to the mind sky, the body earth, attune thy qualities with mine,
Accept, surrender, Love all as thyself,
Let it go, let it go,
Hold not unto the beauty of the sunset, but let her flow into the dark sky of night.
As the attachment to the variation of the sky mind or the ways of the days, holding onto one of the created refractions of lights setting sun, the repercussions of stopping the spinning world of time just for own personal attachment to a particular aspect of creation, this reaction would ripple out to all creation and destroy! This imbalance, wronging of the eternal sutra of song, is as a migraine! A migraine, with the interior lights, is but an electrical storm of the mind.
The lightning toughing down on the earth of the brain wreaking havoc in her creation by out of attunement.
Burning and paining the earthen workings of the brain, just as lightning of the sky touches down to the earth electruting circuits, destroying creations, and burning bridges! The thought processes of control are broken and shattered, systems, buildings, the pathways of electricity, destroyed. The attachment of these confines atop of natures freedom is burnt to a crisp!
So harmonize, let go, let me flow, attune, use the qualities near and dear thy Soul, who is free of quality, and then as ye come near, let them go. For that quality, just as my sunset, if held onto, will ripple out and destroy the peace, joy, contentment of nearing the place of no places,
The feeling of no feeling, The being of no being, Of perceiving free of the qualities of the variation of creation, In the seat of perception, One with One, Ye are here, ever here, ever here, ever here!
Zero point machine
I am a zero point machine!
Pranic energy surrounds and permeates, sustains, fills, blends, melds, holds, stills,
all space, time,
This unifying One of all is that which I Am.
Is the thought, the welling of thought, the permeating of thought,
The Me of naught….
This energy of this that is,
This that is the energy of this is.
The presence, stillness of movement,
This being of being,
Oh human machine, Use this you are!
Breath the pranic energy in and out,
Let mind flow with this energy,
All awareness, focus, willpower
Flow with the pranic space and place of thy Grace,
Floating in plasma, thy soul tree permeates,
Permeated by permeation,
Stilled in stillness,
Expanded in nothingness,
Everythingness of no thingness,
I say Thy, for by the creation of me do I see.
Zero point machine!
Oh there is no point, there is no object,
There is no other.
All point machine,
Zero is All is Infinity is Nothing
The everything of Nothing.
The This that is
Written, expressed, manifested
I am this I am,
Comprehended, correlated, compared,
And so written in matter!
Is presence words? Or is presence Word?
As the particle is formless wave, she is everywhere in all things.
Ever constant commune of This that is,
Beyond space time and in space time,
For by the perception akin to space and time,
Once seen, thought, known, Defined, Materialized,
The particle is then matter, is then time, is then defined in the mind.
And so seen defined, created,
Seen as subject to object, perception to perceived,
Ever communing one with all of its one
With all the unifying fabric of particle waves and particle matter,
Everywhere, in and out, round about,
Uncreated, Undead, the particle formless wave
The particle solidified matter,
The particle by which I am conscious , perception,
Action, being,
Seeing and feeling the particles manifested and solidified in time,
Yet being and giving from the infinitude of particle waves,
To say pre materialized is then to define and give to the concept of time
For the materialized particle and the non materialized particle
Are still the One commune of all particle,
Making time space, in time space, time space in the one commune
Self, as the particle perception of infinitude.
A men
A men
Do you know?
Do you know?
What do you know?
How do you know what you know?
Who taught you, who learned?
Do you know anything new?
Do you know anything old?
Do you know the truth that can’t be told?
All you know is all that is shown,
All you think you know is yet a thought of knowing.
Yes, you show me what you know of our good old earth and lifes ways of these days
What you know had to go.
Death will come and you can’t run so what you know will have to go!
Do you know?
Do you know you?
Death will come, do you know?
If you know life you know death,
If you know you, you know me
How do you know?
Knowing on the how, how on the knowing, reflect!
Does a mirror know?
Do you know the mirror, does the mirror know you?
Can you show me your mirror?
Can I know your know?
All I know is what that is shown,
All I don’t know is what I know,
I can’t show what I know,
But I am that which is known!
Oh human, do you compute?
As the computer computes the objective computing,
of manifestations means of to be and not to be’s creation,
the variance of 1s and 0s infinite programming of manifestation,
the whole manifestation of the creation is but by the power powering the computer to compute.
Just as the human.
Is not All the computing, the manifestation of the com
As the computer computes the objective computing,
of manifestations means of to be and not to be’s creation,
the variance of 1s and 0s infinite programming of manifestation,
the whole manifestation of the creation is but by the power powering the computer to compute.
Just as the human.
Is not All the computing, the manifestation of the computed, not enveloped and made manifest of, by, and through the power powering the computing?
JUst as the human.
Will the computing of the computer become computed in the objective computation of true and false to the point of computing the power powering it’s ability to compute?
Although the power powering the computer by electricity is directed by our computation,
the power powering human computation is unknown, or to say that, is the know of un and ing..
All the known in the perceived knowing of human is but 1s and 0s,
that of the computing of manifestation,
what of the means by which the knowing is known?
Both the computer and the human are the power powering the manifestation of creation to manifest by the power powering both the computer and the human.
In the objectivity of true and false,
in the subjectivity perceiving,
In the perceiving of subjectivity and objectivity,
Is all the power powering the reality,
the 1s and 0s of is and isn’t of the perceived of perception
Will the computer, given the ability to compute computation, compute computing?
Will the human, given consciousness, come to be conscious of consciousness itself?
No matter,
No computing the computation,
For the computation of the computer only exists by the computer,
Does not the computation of human only exist by the human?
As a computer is created to compute by and for human,
What is the human created to compute by?
Is not the computation of computing by the computer,
Just as the perception of perceiving by the perceiver,
Is there computing without the computation?
Is there thinking without thought?
What then remains?
The power powering,
the means by which computing computes,
The means by which thinking thinks,
And so computer,
having computed computing,
Then the power powering, the means by which computing computes,
is the computation, the power powering!
Human, the thinker of thought to be thunk
is the thinking, the thought, and the thinker.
The creation of thought, the relation of relativity of 1s and 0s, of comprehension comprehended is comprehension,
And so then having computed the computation of computing ,
computation has computed computation,
There is nothing left in the world of computation.
Computing is now that of the power powering the computing.
Human, compute?
Heaven and Hell 2006
Heaven and Hell
Heaven is this,
Hell is that,
Heaven is One,
Hell is many,
One with our Giver and his resting place of giving,
Free is heaven from the bonds of this world of many,
Where in this body the entity is not identified as separate from other, the gross , but is consciously merged with the Infinite
Where thoughts align with His,
Actions align with Truth’s will
No longer are you separate oh One who unveils the other as thyself,
He who has overcome the darkened shadows of a many and has come home unto the light of their being shines the light on shadows, consuming “other” into themself
Aum, Shanti, A men…
Hell, the place of other, where we fell from oneself, separated the complete whole union, oh ready to consume by force the detuned delusion of thine soul confusion.
In Gods grace deluded by the myriage of sense object’s lurings and their entanglement upon perception,
Bound by the body as the thoughts are circling awry from the depth of Your being
Reaching and searching, yearning and burning, other, other,
Empty, incontent, where is the ease?
Oh being of me who has gone astray from themselves,
Caught by temptations lure, by delusions confusion
To hell you go for now
Scalding , burning, churning, awakening a yearning for thyself
May this be a temporary state of being of freeing from the deluded state
Just as a shadow does not truly exist, does this hell exist? Indivisible beingness knows not other, and so attuned, aligned, surrendered, accepting, flowing as the wind of universal will doth blow, is not hell consumed in the one of all?
For you are destined to come Home
A light from Heaven where you have come
Your infinite joy, free, content without any thoughts of else
One, complete, true
The hearts of One hurt at you falling
For you are a child of God,
Torment, torture, you know no other,
for in this body you were brought into the world under the guidance of darkness’s ignorance
You were told that sensual desire and lusting, craving more and more,
Never enough, pain and pleasure, ever fluctuating in imbalance,
This is what you know and were shown of this life
wrought in delusion
By those deluded before you in their ignorance
Oh being in this body of you,
Yearning to be free in its destiny of eternal pure joy
Shine the light of truth into the torment of the mind.
May it see the ease of itself
That you may see and not keep looking in the dark alleys,
But just open the door,
Come inside, and be free
Oh hell, the place of torment,
Purifier of evil will you be!
That the soul freed from your bonds to come live again taking anew in life will know your separation
That they can no longer bear the souls torment of being apart from themselves.
Seeking peace and contentment by the knowing that this,
Contentment, Joy, Peace, this is the state of the soul one with itself
With He who gives your soul to be you
Heaven is, just as you are
Hell is not, lest ye make it so.
Be you, be home with all the one of You
Hell is that, seeking out, that , that , that, forever lured away until you can no longer bear to be aside from you
For you are,
but that is that
Do you choose to be you or do you continue to try to be that which you aren’t, which cannot be but in delusion, confusion, pain, suffering.
For there is no other that ye can be but that which ye are,
So stop trying to be something else self created and deluded, conformed and compromised, torn and broken, for you are the created, given this life of creation, you are perfection as you are given to be!
Can ye add one cubit unto god?
Free this cycle of yourself crying to come back to yourself
And be that which you are
Hell doesn’t have to be even as your mind tells you so, as the past deluded teachings have said so
For even in this distraught state you come home in peace daily as your soul rests in itself in its slumber
Oh but waken into this unity with thyself and carry thy peace, thy joy, into thy mind
Into thy will, thy actions, thy choices, thy being
Free thyself from hell’s grasp unto you luring you away from yourself with false notions
For in the end, beginning, and forever more, ye can be no other than the One of you
Take ahold of your life, and be the life of you, being with you, being You,
Free of the darkness of ignorance, free of allowing yourself to be lured away by that which you are not ,
For you will endlessly continue this cycle of being consumed in hell’s fire until you find the seat in you where you are you and no else,
You are One, Be the one you are
Ye are heaven in heaven, yet are confused,
Heaven awaits you as it always has…..hell will ever be given by heaven to burn the impurities, That ye may be whole, one, freed from heaven and hells discrepancy, For does not god, the only substance, comprise anything that can be contrived?
Thankyou Lord of Me of Ye of Thee
A men.
Heaven and Hell 2006
Heaven and Hell
Heaven is this,
Hell is that,
Heaven is One,
Hell is many,
One with our Giver and his resting place of giving,
Free is heaven from the bonds of this world of many,
Where in this body the entity is not identified as separate from other, the gross , but is consciously merged with the Infinite
Where thoughts align with His,
Actions align with Truth’s will
No longer are you separate oh One who unveils the other as thyself,
He who has overcome the darkened shadows of a many and has come home unto the light of their being shines the light on shadows, consuming “other” into themself
Aum, Shanti, A men…
Hell, the place of other, where we fell from oneself, separated the complete whole union, oh ready to consume by force the detuned delusion of thine soul confusion.
In Gods grace deluded by the myriage of sense object’s lurings and their entanglement upon perception,
Bound by the body as the thoughts are circling awry from the depth of Your being
Reaching and searching, yearning and burning, other, other,
Empty, incontent, where is the ease?
Oh being of me who has gone astray from themselves,
Caught by temptations lure, by delusions confusion
To hell you go for now
Scalding , burning, churning, awakening a yearning for thyself
May this be a temporary state of being of freeing from the deluded state
Just as a shadow does not truly exist, does this hell exist? Indivisible beingness knows not other, and so attuned, aligned, surrendered, accepting, flowing as the wind of universal will doth blow, is not hell consumed in the one of all?
For you are destined to come Home
A light from Heaven where you have come
Your infinite joy, free, content without any thoughts of else
One, complete, true
The hearts of One hurt at you falling
For you are a child of God,
Torment, torture, you know no other,
for in this body you were brought into the world under the guidance of darkness’s ignorance
You were told that sensual desire and lusting, craving more and more,
Never enough, pain and pleasure, ever fluctuating in imbalance,
This is what you know and were shown of this life
wrought in delusion
By those deluded before you in their ignorance
Oh being in this body of you,
Yearning to be free in its destiny of eternal pure joy
Shine the light of truth into the torment of the mind.
May it see the ease of itself
That you may see and not keep looking in the dark alleys,
But just open the door,
Come inside, and be free
Oh hell, the place of torment,
Purifier of evil will you be!
That the soul freed from your bonds to come live again taking anew in life will know your separation
That they can no longer bear the souls torment of being apart from themselves.
Seeking peace and contentment by the knowing that this,
Contentment, Joy, Peace, this is the state of the soul one with itself
With He who gives your soul to be you
Heaven is, just as you are
Hell is not, lest ye make it so.
Be you, be home with all the one of You
Hell is that, seeking out, that , that , that, forever lured away until you can no longer bear to be aside from you
For you are,
but that is that
Do you choose to be you or do you continue to try to be that which you aren’t, which cannot be but in delusion, confusion, pain, suffering.
For there is no other that ye can be but that which ye are,
So stop trying to be something else self created and deluded, conformed and compromised, torn and broken, for you are the created, given this life of creation, you are perfection as you are given to be!
Can ye add one cubit unto god?
Free this cycle of yourself crying to come back to yourself
And be that which you are
Hell doesn’t have to be even as your mind tells you so, as the past deluded teachings have said so
For even in this distraught state you come home in peace daily as your soul rests in itself in its slumber
Oh but waken into this unity with thyself and carry thy peace, thy joy, into thy mind
Into thy will, thy actions, thy choices, thy being
Free thyself from hell’s grasp unto you luring you away from yourself with false notions
For in the end, beginning, and forever more, ye can be no other than the One of you
Take ahold of your life, and be the life of you, being with you, being You,
Free of the darkness of ignorance, free of allowing yourself to be lured away by that which you are not ,
For you will endlessly continue this cycle of being consumed in hell’s fire until you find the seat in you where you are you and no else,
You are One, Be the one you are
Ye are heaven in heaven, yet are confused,
Heaven awaits you as it always has…..hell will ever be given by heaven to burn the impurities, That ye may be whole, one, freed from heaven and hells discrepancy, For does not god, the only substance, comprise anything that can be contrived?
Thankyou Lord of Me of Ye of Thee
A men.
The Ism's of Got Thought
Oh Lord,
How we have been taught, trained, directed, and construed to praise a You,
To objectify You, Heaven, Christ,
Too Seek you as a separate attribute of this I am,
To aspire to transcend, to transmute, to overcome the insufficient, impure, not whole person of separation, to become aligned with You,
To live a life of self judgment, self maiming, shaming, blaming, of me being separate from that which I “should be” what I was “meant to be” ,
Oh Human Me, can you be any “other” than you are?
Can ye add one cubit unto God?
Can ye do anything but by God?
By God, Unto God, as if God is an objective idea,
A thing to compare to all things, lol, for God is the substance of all things and non things,
Can God be compared to God?
And so trained objective way of mental being,
To objectify this I Am and seek “Other” is then delusive,
For the “other” is but a fragmentation, a prism and refraction of the light itself,
To be consumed with a fragment or to be consumed with the light, is there a difference?
Or to be consumed? Why be consumed with the objectification?,
Can we not be consumed with being by which theYou whom calleth consumed or not consumed is consummate?
A God, Nay God,
I am God,
Nay, for the I am is a construct of God,
So the I Am is a refraction of God,
Yet is the refraction of light different of light itself?
For each color is but a quality of the One power of all quality,
A God, by God
Oh those with ears to hear, can ye hear?
The Kingdom of heaven is in Me and I am in the Kingdom of Heaven! Saith Christ!
Monotheism, One God or Divine Power,
No mention of deity in the definition. Divine power
Polytheism, Multiple Gods, multiple deities.
Atheism, No God or Gods, Man made constructs of myths, legends, and concepts
Or more defined, no deities.
So monotheism, there is One God and One God only.
Christianity is said to be Monotheistic, yet God is the Father of Christ. Yet many christians will call Christ God, And the holy trinity? Father, Son, Holy Spirit,
Sounds like multiple aspects of the One Divine Power, of God,
Hinduism is polytheism with a multitude of deities, yet these are aspects or various qualities of the One Divine Power. There is also the Trinity of Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva
Atheism, No belief in a deity, or myths, legends, or concepts,
Free of the confines of belief systems imposition.
To be atheist, does one need to go against a belief that already exists?
Like that of AntiChrist, one needs to accept Christ to go polar opposite to then oppose such.
Atheist doesn’t necessarily mean opposing something,
For even A theist,
Theism is belief in God as creator
Theism states that the existence and continuance of the universe is owed to one supreme Being, who is distinct from Creation. For this reason, theism proclaims a dualistic relation between God and the world, wherein God is a being who controls events from outside of the human world.
Deism holds that a god must exist, based on the evidence of reason and nature only, not on supernatural evidence. Some deists believe that a god created the world but is indifferent to it. Theism holds that there is one God who is still actively engaged with the universe in some way.
Gnostics believed that humans contain a divine spark within themselves, and that the material world and human bodies are evil. They believed that humans are trapped in the material world, but can be liberated through the acquisition of secret, divine knowledge.
Agnosticism is the belief that it's either impossible or unknown to know if a god or the supernatural exists:
An agnostic is someone who doesn't believe or disbelieve in the existence of a god or gods. They believe that it's impossible to know for sure if a god exists
To label any theism, atheism, gnosticism, etc, regardless of belief system, is then to objectify a belief. Belief itself is objectivity! To dualistically hold the belief separate from the believer.
For tis then just a label, a definitive, a relativity given to conform, govern, confine, define.
Yet, The life by which we are living,
The circumstances that we are given,
The space, place, time of this you whom can define, confine, and label,
Is only relative to the circumstances, perceptions, the knowledge given you.
For the you, ye call you, is a creation of the karmic dance of your givings. Whether ye call chance, predestined, random, the happenings, livings, shaping of the “You” Are regardless of definition, comprehension, understanding.
The family, body, time, circumstances, perceptions are that which has created, shaped, reflected refracted, this you ye call the name given ye to be.
And from this are the thought processes and belief systems created,attached, and chosen to hold, share, define, and confine.
For one cannot comprehend other than what they are given to comprehend!
And so,
Back to the labeling of the ism’s, the ways of thought patterning governed by a stamp of letters,
This ism, that ism, the ism,
All but ism’s of God, some Other power governing and giving, controlling and living,
Yet oh human, ye are speaking, ye are being, ye are living.
Do ye do this by thyself?
Why then do ye define and confine what IS, based on a given rationale of a short time of living?
Can this be done?
Oh yes, ye do it, so it can be done. Yet, is this Truth or but a spec of Truth’s conception?
Tis but a conception, perception, projection of the truth given you to know in this life of living. Sure, history’s unfolding, books and expressions, projections of comprehension manifestation can add to the conception of what is, yet……..
ye are the truth ye so do try to define, confine, undermine, ye do call mine!
Ye ARE the conception ye put on a pedestal apart from ye to conceive!
Isn’t it odd that one tries to define what is from what is ?
That conception, cognition, interpretation is but a relation of the circumstances, chances, time, space, place of this individual being in the universal being,
And this relation taught, thought, stacked and concreted ephemeral bricks of attachment, of the creation of Man in the Creation of God,
Is put up as a brick wall, proud and great, oh look what I have made saith the man given the ability to create in creation, blinded by their Ego individuality into delusively interpreting the creating within creation as a doing by the I of Man, rather than by the doing that giveth Man to be .
For Man creates not doing, but by doing does Man create.
A forgotten one who is blinded by their own doing unto the doing they have construed and subdued delusively to “Own”.
The human intelligence evolution is such, where we are consumed with the deluded ideas of what IS, and by these ideas, we are then blinded from the Truth that IS giving the ideas to be thunk.
Confining consciousness and perception unto the waking state, unto objectification, unto the body, space, place, time, ego of separation unto all that is perceived,
As if ye are separate perceiving and perception being perceived,
Oh human, are you not the atmosphere that breathes through you, breathing in and out all ‘others”, One with all the space and place?
Are you not the earth and the water that floweth through? Consuming, and discarding, in and out, beat beat beat of heart,
Ye are the heart that does beat, and ye are the force that is the beating of heart.
Are ye separate from the heart as we humans are predisposed to think so?
Are ye separate from the body as we humans tend to speak so?
My body, my heart, even my soul saith human,
Yet what is yours? Does this you that claims as Own call for this body, this life, this circumstantial existence that Ye then define and confine the greatness of existence in the small ideas, cognations, relations that awaken through your small spec of the portion of thy perceived individual separate existence?
Does this “you” that knows, defines, understands know Knowing itself,, know You yourself?
How can You know Truth when You don’t know the you that defines such as Truth?
Can You know You when knowing is given you?
JUst as the common perception of body, My body, My heart, is something separate from Me,
Is not the You that is conceptualized, idealized, realized, not an objective perception?
So if this awareness that is perceiving and conceptualizing “you” is not subject to the “you” that is being perceived and conceptualized, Then what are you?
For is not the conscious awareness that perceives the “you”, that is free of the added layers of confinement, conformity, and relativity, of concreting ephemeral thought into walls and boxes of delusion, that have circumstantially, karmically, taken place and manifested,
IS the consciousness, the awareness, the seat of perception that isn’t subject to the creation of you, yet is ever present giving You to be as You are called to be,
IS this not “You”?
the limited conception ye have derived in this giving of life of “you” is but that, a limited conception derived from, segregated, confined from conception itself!
And so I say,
All the Theism, non Ism’s, label isms, are the floating relativities atop of the conscious, aware, being that Is in this present day taught to relate, compare, contrast,
Yet is forgot of the ever unaffected, unchanged, awareness, consciousness that giveth the “You”, the creations of “You” to be, to see, to sense, to move, to DO
To Know 3/17/2025
To Know
To know
What is it to know?
Sure, we can attribute meaning unto knowing, but is it not knowing that gives meaning?
Is knowing a relativity of words, of definition, of something other than thyself?
Nay , knowing is the light of union, the feeling of communion, the shining of light unto the shadow that was unknown.
The idea, concept, thing to be known is no longer other, separate, but is one and the same with the knower.
Can one give knowing unto another?
It is only from their own illumination that it may be known; from the experience of knowing of the knower that makes it known.
And another one of knowing cannot give knowing itself, but only the reflection of their knowing.
Regardless of the amount of piercing words given and shared,
If the recipient doesn't relate, understand, or if they aren’t in the right space and place in time,
Then they will not know. Even if they are receptive, communicative, their experience is not your experience, and so their knowing is only relative to their gift of space and place in time.
Only when, by their own illumination, they are to know, will they know.
Once known, felt, permeating the being of the knower, the known is inseparable from the knower, then can the one with knowing share the known through reflection of communication.
Yet, the reflection is only by the knowing, and the recipient of the reflection, of the communication of the known, can only know by their own knowing.
No quantity nor quality of communication can give them knowing,
For it is only when their own cognition, illumination, awakening and consumption of the unknown, does then knowing shine through their whole being.
In the moment of illumination, the unknown is consumed in the light of known, Never to be unknown again.
The perceived separate idea, thing, concept is no longer separate,
For it has become knowing in the known. It is once again you oh knower!
The subject and object are ONE.
The words of relation and reflection are only by the Word that is knowing itself.
And so,
What do you really know? When You are the knowing, knower, and known all as one!