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May 28, 2005
The human form is energy
The very finely honed or chiseled stature of the human form must now be seen as important once again.
Yes, indeed, it is our own wisdom that leads us to the form we take.
The human form is energy, nothing more. It is ever evolving from the stuff of universal life force. And it is, as well, directed by your own personal thoughts in process.
This is an immediate response. Your body acts according to your most deeply held wants and needs (the needs always come first, or so it seems).
The truth comes to be found in the seeing, as well as in the believing, of your own personal probability of doing your best to make the body match your image.
Matching the image is not the probability. It is the time-consuming mental experience you adhere to so vehemently.
The passage of time is also a toll you pay; and seeing payment as important, you pay it gladly and weep.
- Posted by Adam on March 6 in Black Mountain
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May 24, 2005
The Ancient of Days
Then I would know the truth of the fourth beast, which was diverse from all the others, exceeding dreadful, whose teeth were of iron, and his nails of brass; which devoured, brake in pieces, and stamped the residue with his feet; and of the ten horns that were in his head, and of the other which came up, and before whom three fell; even of that horn that had eyes, and a mouth that spake very great things, whose look was more stout than his fellows.
And he shall speak great words against the most High, and shall wear out the saints of the most High, and think to change times and laws. And they shall be given into his hand until a time and times and the dividing of time. But the judgment shall sit, and they shall take away his dominion, to consume and to destroy it unto the end.
I beheld till the thrones were cast down, and The Ancient of Days did sit, whose garment was white as snow, and the hair of his head like the pure wool. His throne was like the fiery flame, and his wheels as burning fire. A fiery stream issued and came forth from before him. Thousand thousands ministered unto him, and ten thousand times ten thousand stood before him. The judgment was set, and the books were opened.
And the kingdom and dominion, and the greatness of the kingdom under the whole heaven, shall be given to the people of the saints of the most High, whose kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and all dominions shall serve and obey him. Hitherto is the end of the matter. As for me, Daniel, my cogitations much troubled me, and my countenance changed in me. But I kept the matter in my heart.
Daniel 7: 19-20, 25-26, 9-10, 27-28, KJV
- The Ancient of Days, William Blake, 1794
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May 20, 2005
The Plant Kingdom speaks
Our words and our voice are a collective one. We seem to you so different from one another because a tree is not a flower, and a flower is not a vegetable. This is true, but we are not as different as you might imagine, and you are not as different from one another either. We choose to honor that which unites us and celebrate that which makes us unique. Humanity would do well to follow this example and it is our hope that it will.
It is with a little apprehension that we share these words with you, because we do not wish to be perceived as critical of another kingdom. We are as actors in a supporting role. We are here to benefit, assist, and sustain the other kingdoms. We are a natural resource, a sentient extension of the physical planet. That is to say, we are self-aware as individual species, and as the collective consciousness you call the plant kingdom. Our awareness allows us to be in communication with many other species, and we are vibrationally attuned to the needs of the other kingdoms because this is aligned with our purpose. Our purpose is to support the physical earth and all life upon and within it.
We understand ourselves to be a renewable resource, and we delight in the many and varied uses by which we are employed. For instance, we are pleased to offer ourselves medicinally, when appropriate and necessary. Healing is of great interest to us, and many of our plant species have as yet undiscovered properties that we are eager to share with you. Interestingly, some of these properties would be considered controversial and most likely illegal within your cultures due to their narcotic influence.
Still, these plants, or rather the fibers within them would be of great benefit to you because they are self-healing, meaning that they are aware of the purpose for which they are being introduced into a system or body. This kind of intelligence would make the healing process more quick and effective because communication between two or more sentient systems would take place and would not delay or the dull the process of healing as is common today.
Toxic shock happens when there is an inability to send or receive healing communication messages by one or more aspects of physical beingness. An impasse is created when the body believes an invasion of grand proportion is about to descend upon the very system it has sworn to defend.
When one kingdom is unable to recognize another as a mirror of its own perfection, difficulty, disaster, and death often follow. This is true at all levels of experience, the physical, the super-physical and the supra-physical. Our experience has proven this over time, as has our interaction with all levels of matter and non-matter within each kingdom and each earth element.
We are guided and influenced as individual species to respond in one or more ways. We are influenced, for instance, to feed as many as hunger for what we offer. To that end, we allow ourselves to ingest the chemical formulations that are offered into our soil and water although we would prefer to reject these. We do not possess individual will, that is to say, we cannot as individual plants choose to reject what we are fed. We are destined to allow nature to take its course. However, we trust in the longevity, rejuvenation, and regeneration of this sentient planet (our home) to sustain and guide us through uncertain times such as these.
We don't mind that we are consumed or otherwise utilized to benefit humanity and the other kingdoms. This allows us to serve the purpose for which we are created (grown). We would prefer to be consumed completely so there would be less waste. In fact, if this were the case there would be little or no waste, because most species have been organically designed to benefit the earth in many ways which are still misunderstood. It has been our experience that the current mindsets among those who study us slow our evolution, and yours, more than the deleterious environmental quality that surrounds all present day kingdoms.
Our kingdom, which consists of plants, trees, seeds, fruits, vegetables, roots, leaves, fronds, stems, flowers, and all of the byproducts of these, including those which are released into the air, water, soil and are consumed by fire, compose these words which now reach you. This same collective voice acknowledges our kinship to you and the other kingdoms. We thrive when you do and our conscious awareness transcends when yours does.
The most evolved within our species are those whose purpose is fully understood and implemented. There is little differentiation as to whether we are serving to cleanse the liver of carcinogenic toxins or delivering a fragrant sense of well being to a stunned or lonely heart. Our simple desire is to be in communion with all life at a cellular transformative level.
We exist only in the present moment. We are fully aware and sentient of our permanence in the present moment, but we have no awareness of the future as you do. A cabbage, for instance, is aware of its roots and every nuance of the soil that supports it. It is aware of its growth and its purpose, its neighbors in the garden, and all of the elements that support it. It is aware that its purpose serves a greater good. Upon maturity it experiences a transformation as it is taken form the garden and introduced into a different environment and it experiences yet another transformation when it is consumed and experienced by another kingdom. All of these experiences take place as cellular sentience; they belong to the species and to the kingdom.
We are aware that you are concerned with your future, yet we wonder, if that is the case, why are you not concerned with the present? It is one of the many aspects about humanity that we do not understand.
For our part, we will continue to offer ourselves as we do: fully, completely, and in unconditional service to that which we call Great Wonder. We are content to be what we are.
- through Pepper Lewis, February 2003
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May 18, 2005
The Golden Secret
NONSENSE AS SALVATION
The human race will begin solving it's problems on the day that it ceases taking itself so seriously.
To that end, POEE proposes the countergame of NONSENSE AS SALVATION. Salvation from an ugly and barbarous existence that is the result of taking order so seriously and so seriously fearing contrary orders and disorder, that GAMES are taken as more important than LIFE; rather than taking LIFE AS THE ART OF PLAYING GAMES.
To this end, we propose that man develop his innate love for disorder, and play with The Goddess Eris. And know that it is a joyful play, and that thereby CAN BE REVOKED THE CURSE OF GREYFACE.
If you can master nonsense as well as you have already learned to master sense, then each will expose the other for what it is: absurdity. From that moment of illumination, a man begins to be free regardless of his surroundings. He becomes free to play order games and change them at will. He becomes free to play disorder games just for the hell of it. He becomes free to play neither or both. And as the master of his own games, he plays without fear, and therefore without frustration, and therefore with good will in his soul and love in his being.
And when men become free then mankind will be free.
May you be free of The Curse of Greyface.
May the Goddess put twinkles in your eyes.
May you have the knowledge of a sage,
and the wisdom of a child. Hail Eris.
THE PRINCIPIA DISCORDIA, (k) All Rights Reversed
Joshua Abraham Norton (Emperor Norton I), 1811-1880
Robert Anton Wilson, time traveller, 21st century
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May 17, 2005
A vast amount of energy
Mastery of a conscious thought will keep you in the stream.
In actual measurements of energy, you use only a small amount of energy available in all of your entire lifetimes. Yes, a very small amount is given just to remain alive, and a small amount is used without ever knowing it is possible to direct it from within, but the vast amount of energy used is running wild and uselessly through your imagination, cutting a wide swath that produces only dreams of that which might have been had you known how to manage your time better, or make yourself behave, or planned for the future, or produced the work you know you were meant to produce. All of these laments hold you in place. They are that which was never used, but neither were they released to be reformed.
- Posted by Adam on March 20 in Black Mountain
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May 16, 2005
Galileo said that
All truths are easy to understand once they are discovered; the point is to discover them.
I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use.
I have never met a man so ignorant that I couldn't learn something from him.
The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do.
You cannot teach a man anything; you can only help him discover it in himself.
- Galileo Galilei, 1564-1642
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May 15, 2005
The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in the sands of the desert.
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
- W.B. Yeats, 1920
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May 12, 2005
If it looks like a duck . . .
Welcome to Blog Island, RI.
Nice aura!
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May 6, 2005
Leda and the Swan
A sudden blow: the great wings beating still
Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed
By the dark webs, her nape caught in his bill,
He holds her helpless breast upon his breast.How can those terrified vague fingers push
The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?
And how can body, laid in that white rush,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?A shudder in the loins engenders there
The broken wall, the burning roof and tower
And Agamemnon dead.
Being so caught up,So mastered by the brute blood of the air
Did she put on his knowledge with his power
Before the indifferent beak could let her drop?
- W.B. Yeats 1923
- Leonardo da Vinci, Leda, 1507
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May 2, 2005
Nice ride
Dude, you already have a holy vehicle. No need to pay the pope!
note: This is Pope Ratzinger's former VW. It just sold for $242,000 on german ebay.
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