When It Becomes Real

[sshenry]

Only when it becomes real to you;

Only when your reality shifts its perspective and gives you a glimpse of what lies beyond; beneath; between…

Only when the formless void of possibilities shift themselves into potential futures; curling up and over your head like breakers about to collapse upon the shoreline of your consciousness…

Only when you choose not to choose this particular collapsing wave and watch instead as what you thought was a choice becomes instead just one more current in a sea of intersecting currents, and continue to watch as the sea of reality turns into a two-dimensional canvass and tears itself apart in great triangular segments that slowly float away into infinity…

Then and only then can you possibly understand that what was lost never was at all. Never was because it always had been and could never not be; knots tied not to a person, a place or even an idea, but to the knowing that anchors your soul to the innermost heart of the universe.

Then and only then can you stop looking; stop searching; stop wanting and experience what is; let what is be; and know that what is can never, ever be taken away from you unless you attempt to give it form and substance and force it into a shape that you can understand, at which point it will collapse as surely as a sand castle as the wave collapses and breaks on the shoreline of your consciousness, and will set you once again to searching for that which cannot be found, but only experienced.

[Tony]

Well said!!!!!

[Fred Steeves]

That deserves a big WOW!!!

[sshenry]

Thank you both :)

[ceetee9]

Only when it becomes real to you;

Only when your reality shifts its perspective and gives you a glimpse of what lies beyond; beneath; between…

Only when the formless void of possibilities shift themselves into potential futures; curling up and over your head like breakers about to collapse upon the shoreline of your consciousness…

Only when you choose not to choose this particular collapsing wave and watch instead as what you thought was a choice becomes instead just one more current in a sea of intersecting currents, and continue to watch as the sea of reality turns into a two-dimensional canvass and tears itself apart in great triangular segments that slowly float away into infinity…

Then and only then can you possibly understand that what was lost never was at all. Never was because it always had been and could never not be; knots tied not to a person, a place or even an idea, but to the knowing that anchors your soul to the innermost heart of the universe.

Then and only then can you stop looking; stop searching; stop wanting and experience what is; let what is be; and know that what is can never, ever be taken away from you unless you attempt to give it form and substance and force it into a shape that you can understand, at which point it will collapse as surely as a sand castle as the wave collapses and breaks on the shoreline of your consciousness, and will set you once again to searching for that which cannot be found, but only experienced.
Say, how long will this take? I have to catch a bus. ;)
All seriousness aside, and I'll be the first to admit that, it is highly likely I don't understand your well written esoteric prose, but my question is that if we "choose not to choose" and "let what is be" and we all become killed or enslaved by the PTB (and none of admits to collapsing that wave) then who do we blame? I mean, if your point is that what will be will be and we should just enjoy the ride then I fail to see the point of life.

[sshenry]

Only when it becomes real to you;

Only when your reality shifts its perspective and gives you a glimpse of what lies beyond; beneath; between…

Only when the formless void of possibilities shift themselves into potential futures; curling up and over your head like breakers about to collapse upon the shoreline of your consciousness…

Only when you choose not to choose this particular collapsing wave and watch instead as what you thought was a choice becomes instead just one more current in a sea of intersecting currents, and continue to watch as the sea of reality turns into a two-dimensional canvass and tears itself apart in great triangular segments that slowly float away into infinity…

Then and only then can you possibly understand that what was lost never was at all. Never was because it always had been and could never not be; knots tied not to a person, a place or even an idea, but to the knowing that anchors your soul to the innermost heart of the universe.

Then and only then can you stop looking; stop searching; stop wanting and experience what is; let what is be; and know that what is can never, ever be taken away from you unless you attempt to give it form and substance and force it into a shape that you can understand, at which point it will collapse as surely as a sand castle as the wave collapses and breaks on the shoreline of your consciousness, and will set you once again to searching for that which cannot be found, but only experienced.
Say, how long will this take? I have to catch a bus. ;)
All seriousness aside, and I'll be the first to admit that, it is highly likely I don't understand your well written esoteric prose, but my question is that if we "choose not to choose" and "let what is be" and we all become killed or enslaved by the PTB (and none of admits to collapsing that wave) then who do we blame? I mean, if your point is that what will be will be and we should just enjoy the ride then I fail to see the point of life.

It all depends, my friend, on how you define "life."

If you re defining life as the life you are living inside of your current skin, then yes, I suppose you could see being killed or enslaved as being a bad thing. If, however, you see "life" as something much MUCH bigger than the life you are living in this current skin, then even if everything goes pancake shaped, it was not a loss, for you have gained experience and have grown even more. Your soul (spirit, self - call it what you will) goes on.

But even on a local life level, you have the power to create your reality. If you choose to collapse the wave in which the PTB have control over you, then you have only yourself to blame - no one else, because I guarantee you that there will be those standing next to you (or at least on the same continent) who will have chosen otherwise (consciously or unconsciously) and for them what you will view as enslavement will probably be something else altogether depending on what reality they have chosen.

And those who know that all possibiilities exist simultaneously and choose not to collapse any wave at all have, in effect, become conscious masters of their own reality.