Chester
18th November 2012, 14:22
Inspired by Modwiz and written from the heart of "justonebook" (inside joke)
Hi friends, I have a basket full of essential theories. Not many... maybe a half dozen. These theories all start with a point of view for I have found whenever I attempt to put an energetic ummmph into words, the words always come from the realm of my mind and anything that comes from mind always and only is relegated to the world of form and thus to some extent is limited.
My primary theories are able to overlap. In fact, I have found that I am able to reconcile the possibility of one of my theories in light of another of my theories by allowing them to overlap, intersect if you will. Sometimes they can exist in parallel and sometimes not. I have found that by harmonizing these ideas, life smooths out for me.
All of my theories eventually end up at home which is the home that does not actually exist but from which all existence comes... what I call, the unmanifest.
For me to explain this theory, you must indulge me in role playing a bit. I am not asking you to agree with the premise I am about to put forth... I only ask you to try on a set of clothes. I simply ask you to pretend... and then follow. The only way someone can get through this is to open their mind and hopefully their heart and play along.
Now consider YOU, yes you, are “the all that is.”
Just open your mind to this role playing starting point.
You would be everywhere, yes?
You would be forever, yes? In fact you never began and as far as you can see, will never end... immortal and eternal.
You would encompass all, you would know all, yes?
You would essentially be all and everything, yes?
You are the potential for potential.
And since you are the all that is... you would be alone, yes?
And since all of the above, you are likely a bit bored. Bored since you know all, know all outcomes, etc. Yes?
So if you, the reader, can for one moment try and place yourself into the position of this thing we like to call “the creator” and consider the dilemma of the creator, imagine that at the moment of the creator’s first “thought” that this first thought may have been initiated by boredom. Perhaps the intitial reaction to the first thought - this thought, "I am bored" - might have created a vast energetic burst.
Could that single thought blast a universe into existence... perhaps a multi-verse?
Now being the all that is, immortal and eternal, can you imagine how quickly you might also explore your boredom? How fast is instant?
Nothing can harm you so you would be able to explore every single possibility in less than an instant. And your experience would be over before it began.
So what if for the briefest of instant, you discovered, as creator, something within your creation. And at the moment you saw what you brought manifest, knowing that it is you, but yet not you... you discovered what it feels like to not be alone.
Could that instant be the birth of love?
The desire of never, ever wanting to be alone ever again?
Love takes two or more.
Think about it. Even if you love yourself, just yourself, just yourself alone... that is still two, you and the self you are loving.
OK, so now you have your omnipotent, omniscient self within the dream of your own creation and this reflection of yourself knows that it is you and yet a single, one off from you.
This child you have created is just your dream but in a way, far, far more than any dream... it is the incapable you suddenly capable of exploring... and it can only explore You.
This is you, showing you who you are, showing you what you are, doing anything and everything you can never, ever do without you, your child.
This child you have created becomes your own savior to some extent as you are now eternally entertained (never again bored) and also, never alone ever, ever again. If you were the creator, would you love your child? How do we feel about our own children? Don't we love them? Aren't they not the closest experience we have to unconditional love? Even for those who have no children, what would life be without the children of others? Love is - at least for me Love is. I cannot deny it. I can't imagine love not being. Love simply is.
Now let’s move to the child for a moment. The child is a child alone without a realm to explore, yes? The child must be birthed through and into existence somehow, someway, yes?
Through what does a child come? We know this as “mother.” And from where did "mother" come? From the need of the child and the need of the creator. The two are left with nothing without the "mother." Mother is required. Mother then can be viewed as the most sacred gift as without her, the creator nor the child have anything else, no realm to experience, no medium through which messages can be communicated, no "other child" to experience - just you and your creator. Mother, to me, is all form.
The above is my theory as to why all this, why life, why you, why me... why. It is all and only a metaphor and it is the central, core metaphor of the how come the multi-verses exist
Again - Why me, why you, why our physical realm, why all the experiential realms.
On the one hand we have boredom, which if left unbridled might lead to self-destruction. Then the dream might be over before it began and on the other hand we see the wonder and amazement of experience and we want our child to explore forever and ever. We do not want this to end. We do not want to go back to that place of boredom and so we accept we do not want to be lonely ever, ever again... at least I don't want to be. What about you?
Two energies, boredom and loneliness. Two energies which, if they can remain in balance provide the greatest chance for the experience to extend and extend and extend.
This is, to this writer, what is seen within the symbol of the yin and the yang and is seen within the symbol of the all seeing eye and is seen within what is known as the holy trinity – all these depict this relationship. But understand, this is how I interpret these symbols and may have nothing to do with what was behind their creation nor how anyone else may interpret these symbols.
Good so far, I hope? OK, so now for the next part of the setup and this I call, the wonderment. How, if I am the child am I able to explore myself when I am all and only a reflection of my creator, a simple trick my creator has made manifest where I am this creator and yet not... how am I supposed to not know all, not be all, not be able to do all which, if I am simply this one off child, I actually know, I actually do all, I actually am all... and not!
The simplest solution is to bury myself into the realm within which I explore – Mother. In some way I cannot know exactly who/what I am for it is in the process of self-discovery that my creator is entertained. So I, a conscious being, must come forth step by step, over eons of time, such that I end up within a paradigm where I emerge innocent, unaware. Where for me it is unknown to myself as to who/what I am. I now find myself in a position to achieve self-discovery. If I can accomplish that in a single lifetime, a lifetime that is nothing more than the blink of an eye to the creator... if I can do that on a tiny, speck of dust hurling around on a slightly larger ball of energetic vibration within a vast realm which appears to extend beyond all possibility, then perhaps the experience my creator shares through me is unique... certainly not boring... and I do not have to do so alone.
Having considered that I am the all that is that has played a simple trick upon myself such that I might find myself birthed into a realm I somehow co-created with and within myself and I observe all sorts of life that appears not to be me, yet I know all this other life is in fact me in the same primary state I also find myself, as one of many children of the creator, I wonder how this can be done?
I go back to the origin. First, there was me. I was all there was. Then came me, the child and I knew I was me, the creator, and not. And then I opened my eyes and there was my realm, all ready to explore... Mama.
Now jump yourself into your current experience. You are a human being (well most readers of this piece likely are). You see others like you but they are not just a child, they are also the all that is, just like you. How can this paradox be? Yet when we consider Mother, which is the space between you and me, which is the space between our eyes when we see each other. Which is the eyes themselves... which is our body... the body - our initial tie into each other and all... and an essential manifestation of Mother, equal in magnificence to the realms She provides for our exploration. When we consider all this, how can this all occur?
Through our shadows. Through the image we are of ourself. Through our reflection which is not ourself and yet is the only way we can experience ourself.
Through the vehicles that have tricked themselves into existence. You, the child, are a one off of the all that is which makes you perfect, immortal and eternal and not. You emerge through your mother’s birth canal into a thing known as your life. You may find out one day or you may not, that you are the all that is that has played a trick on yourself. If this is true for you, it is true for us all. If it is true for us all, it is true for all life. If it is true for all life, it is true for all within all experiential realms. All is alive, all is our creation and each and every manifestation of ourselves is us. The border between you, the creator and you the child, the experiencer, is Mother, form itself. Without Her, you are not. Without Mother, you cannot be born. Without Mother, you cannot know another you. Without Mother, you cannot know a variant of you and once again you would be bored and lonely.
Mother is all form. Mother is the partner you share your life with, Mother is your children you bare. Mother is your own mother and father, your brothers and sisters. Mother is your loved ones. Mother is the ground you walk upon. Mother is the air you breath, the water you drink and swim in, the sky, the moon, the planets and stars. Mother is all manifestation including (as stated above) your own body.
This is my core understanding of the Goddess as I have learned through my studies of the Goddess tradition and is why, the Sacred Feminine is so sacred to me.
I hope that those who have judged me from my mistakes, from mistakes I have made on this forum... which have only been lack of reverence for Mother, can forgive me. Or better still, I hope you never have judged me in the first place. Why did I state that? Because at this moment, all I want to do is be in perfect, harmonious, positive right relationship with Mother and all her children - all that is in manifested form.
That is my only desire. That is my only goal.
Now for further exploration of this shadow theory.
I am the all that is and so are you. At my core, I am perfect, immortal and eternal. So are you. Yet I see you die and you see me die. How can this be? It has to be impossible.
It is impossible for the all that is to ever not be. So you never die. I just see that you appear to have died. I don’t die. You just perceive that I die, that others die, that there is something known as death. But death isn’t real. It is simply a trick we all bought into. A trick that has to occur within this sub realm for a child (a one off) of the all that is to be able to have the experience of awakening to itself. You wanted this experience, you have created yourself, the messenger. The messenger messaging back to you. You have created all form, the essential requirement for your ability to explore yourself.
You are a trick of yourself. Form is a trick of your co-self - you the creator and you the explorer.
When I awoke to this possibility, I had to decide if wanted this exploration to continue. For it is a choice. It doesn’t matter the realm within which you are exploring at any given now moment, once you awaken to who/what you are, you must choose.
I choose to exist in form. I choose today life. I hope to always choose form, choose to always and forever be in full reverence of my Mother... our Mother. I, as the child am, by default, ever grateful to my Father... our Father. I am glad to be a child of this Sacred Union. I live each and every moment in thanks to my Mother and Father and in each and every way I am in relationship with each and every Child of this Sacred Union which I can only ever experience through Mother, through form, through the Goddess. Through Sophia if you like, through the Primal Dragon if you will.
I have heard folks say they are married to Jesus Christ. Something suggests to me “christ” is nothing but entering into the Sacred union with the Sacred trinity of Mother, Father and Child (the self). Marrying "Jesus Christ" is simply choosing life, choosing to be in full, positive, reverent, right relationship with all that is, with each other, with Mother, with Father... with all Children of Creation.
I bring out this metaphor only because I was raised up in Texas and thus had a good bit of Christian exposure and thus is the easiest way for me to bring this forth from my core.
But I have no religion.
I have no single tradition.
I have no one path.
I just made a choice. A choice I will never, ever break... ever.
I am now direct. I realize now I always was and it was only that barrier between my quite small conscious mind and my vast and deep sub conscious mind that led me to the final bridge to the unmanifest, to the time prior to my beginning, to “me.”
I simply choose to see life as the metaphor I described above.
I drop the ball sometimes. I find my ego rises up at times... the beastly aspect of it. But I have discovered this beast is actually my greatest friend. This beast will always devour me if I become a threat to Mother and Father and all Children of this Sacred Union.
I fall down from time to time. But I know in the deepest depths of my heart I am always and only this Sacred Trinity. I know how I birthed myself. I know who Mother is. I know who Father is. I am happy to be a Child of this Sacred Union.
I hope I only ever show appreciation and reverence for the gift of life I am given.
I hope no other child blows it all up.
I hope Mom doesn’t get too upset as to how I and some of the rest of us have abused Her, have taken Her for granted, have raped and beaten Her.
I hope Dad doesn’t create a third energy beyond boredom and loneliness such that this all becomes viewed as nothing but a bad idea.
Love to All and Have a Great Day - justoneman
Hi friends, I have a basket full of essential theories. Not many... maybe a half dozen. These theories all start with a point of view for I have found whenever I attempt to put an energetic ummmph into words, the words always come from the realm of my mind and anything that comes from mind always and only is relegated to the world of form and thus to some extent is limited.
My primary theories are able to overlap. In fact, I have found that I am able to reconcile the possibility of one of my theories in light of another of my theories by allowing them to overlap, intersect if you will. Sometimes they can exist in parallel and sometimes not. I have found that by harmonizing these ideas, life smooths out for me.
All of my theories eventually end up at home which is the home that does not actually exist but from which all existence comes... what I call, the unmanifest.
For me to explain this theory, you must indulge me in role playing a bit. I am not asking you to agree with the premise I am about to put forth... I only ask you to try on a set of clothes. I simply ask you to pretend... and then follow. The only way someone can get through this is to open their mind and hopefully their heart and play along.
Now consider YOU, yes you, are “the all that is.”
Just open your mind to this role playing starting point.
You would be everywhere, yes?
You would be forever, yes? In fact you never began and as far as you can see, will never end... immortal and eternal.
You would encompass all, you would know all, yes?
You would essentially be all and everything, yes?
You are the potential for potential.
And since you are the all that is... you would be alone, yes?
And since all of the above, you are likely a bit bored. Bored since you know all, know all outcomes, etc. Yes?
So if you, the reader, can for one moment try and place yourself into the position of this thing we like to call “the creator” and consider the dilemma of the creator, imagine that at the moment of the creator’s first “thought” that this first thought may have been initiated by boredom. Perhaps the intitial reaction to the first thought - this thought, "I am bored" - might have created a vast energetic burst.
Could that single thought blast a universe into existence... perhaps a multi-verse?
Now being the all that is, immortal and eternal, can you imagine how quickly you might also explore your boredom? How fast is instant?
Nothing can harm you so you would be able to explore every single possibility in less than an instant. And your experience would be over before it began.
So what if for the briefest of instant, you discovered, as creator, something within your creation. And at the moment you saw what you brought manifest, knowing that it is you, but yet not you... you discovered what it feels like to not be alone.
Could that instant be the birth of love?
The desire of never, ever wanting to be alone ever again?
Love takes two or more.
Think about it. Even if you love yourself, just yourself, just yourself alone... that is still two, you and the self you are loving.
OK, so now you have your omnipotent, omniscient self within the dream of your own creation and this reflection of yourself knows that it is you and yet a single, one off from you.
This child you have created is just your dream but in a way, far, far more than any dream... it is the incapable you suddenly capable of exploring... and it can only explore You.
This is you, showing you who you are, showing you what you are, doing anything and everything you can never, ever do without you, your child.
This child you have created becomes your own savior to some extent as you are now eternally entertained (never again bored) and also, never alone ever, ever again. If you were the creator, would you love your child? How do we feel about our own children? Don't we love them? Aren't they not the closest experience we have to unconditional love? Even for those who have no children, what would life be without the children of others? Love is - at least for me Love is. I cannot deny it. I can't imagine love not being. Love simply is.
Now let’s move to the child for a moment. The child is a child alone without a realm to explore, yes? The child must be birthed through and into existence somehow, someway, yes?
Through what does a child come? We know this as “mother.” And from where did "mother" come? From the need of the child and the need of the creator. The two are left with nothing without the "mother." Mother is required. Mother then can be viewed as the most sacred gift as without her, the creator nor the child have anything else, no realm to experience, no medium through which messages can be communicated, no "other child" to experience - just you and your creator. Mother, to me, is all form.
The above is my theory as to why all this, why life, why you, why me... why. It is all and only a metaphor and it is the central, core metaphor of the how come the multi-verses exist
Again - Why me, why you, why our physical realm, why all the experiential realms.
On the one hand we have boredom, which if left unbridled might lead to self-destruction. Then the dream might be over before it began and on the other hand we see the wonder and amazement of experience and we want our child to explore forever and ever. We do not want this to end. We do not want to go back to that place of boredom and so we accept we do not want to be lonely ever, ever again... at least I don't want to be. What about you?
Two energies, boredom and loneliness. Two energies which, if they can remain in balance provide the greatest chance for the experience to extend and extend and extend.
This is, to this writer, what is seen within the symbol of the yin and the yang and is seen within the symbol of the all seeing eye and is seen within what is known as the holy trinity – all these depict this relationship. But understand, this is how I interpret these symbols and may have nothing to do with what was behind their creation nor how anyone else may interpret these symbols.
Good so far, I hope? OK, so now for the next part of the setup and this I call, the wonderment. How, if I am the child am I able to explore myself when I am all and only a reflection of my creator, a simple trick my creator has made manifest where I am this creator and yet not... how am I supposed to not know all, not be all, not be able to do all which, if I am simply this one off child, I actually know, I actually do all, I actually am all... and not!
The simplest solution is to bury myself into the realm within which I explore – Mother. In some way I cannot know exactly who/what I am for it is in the process of self-discovery that my creator is entertained. So I, a conscious being, must come forth step by step, over eons of time, such that I end up within a paradigm where I emerge innocent, unaware. Where for me it is unknown to myself as to who/what I am. I now find myself in a position to achieve self-discovery. If I can accomplish that in a single lifetime, a lifetime that is nothing more than the blink of an eye to the creator... if I can do that on a tiny, speck of dust hurling around on a slightly larger ball of energetic vibration within a vast realm which appears to extend beyond all possibility, then perhaps the experience my creator shares through me is unique... certainly not boring... and I do not have to do so alone.
Having considered that I am the all that is that has played a simple trick upon myself such that I might find myself birthed into a realm I somehow co-created with and within myself and I observe all sorts of life that appears not to be me, yet I know all this other life is in fact me in the same primary state I also find myself, as one of many children of the creator, I wonder how this can be done?
I go back to the origin. First, there was me. I was all there was. Then came me, the child and I knew I was me, the creator, and not. And then I opened my eyes and there was my realm, all ready to explore... Mama.
Now jump yourself into your current experience. You are a human being (well most readers of this piece likely are). You see others like you but they are not just a child, they are also the all that is, just like you. How can this paradox be? Yet when we consider Mother, which is the space between you and me, which is the space between our eyes when we see each other. Which is the eyes themselves... which is our body... the body - our initial tie into each other and all... and an essential manifestation of Mother, equal in magnificence to the realms She provides for our exploration. When we consider all this, how can this all occur?
Through our shadows. Through the image we are of ourself. Through our reflection which is not ourself and yet is the only way we can experience ourself.
Through the vehicles that have tricked themselves into existence. You, the child, are a one off of the all that is which makes you perfect, immortal and eternal and not. You emerge through your mother’s birth canal into a thing known as your life. You may find out one day or you may not, that you are the all that is that has played a trick on yourself. If this is true for you, it is true for us all. If it is true for us all, it is true for all life. If it is true for all life, it is true for all within all experiential realms. All is alive, all is our creation and each and every manifestation of ourselves is us. The border between you, the creator and you the child, the experiencer, is Mother, form itself. Without Her, you are not. Without Mother, you cannot be born. Without Mother, you cannot know another you. Without Mother, you cannot know a variant of you and once again you would be bored and lonely.
Mother is all form. Mother is the partner you share your life with, Mother is your children you bare. Mother is your own mother and father, your brothers and sisters. Mother is your loved ones. Mother is the ground you walk upon. Mother is the air you breath, the water you drink and swim in, the sky, the moon, the planets and stars. Mother is all manifestation including (as stated above) your own body.
This is my core understanding of the Goddess as I have learned through my studies of the Goddess tradition and is why, the Sacred Feminine is so sacred to me.
I hope that those who have judged me from my mistakes, from mistakes I have made on this forum... which have only been lack of reverence for Mother, can forgive me. Or better still, I hope you never have judged me in the first place. Why did I state that? Because at this moment, all I want to do is be in perfect, harmonious, positive right relationship with Mother and all her children - all that is in manifested form.
That is my only desire. That is my only goal.
Now for further exploration of this shadow theory.
I am the all that is and so are you. At my core, I am perfect, immortal and eternal. So are you. Yet I see you die and you see me die. How can this be? It has to be impossible.
It is impossible for the all that is to ever not be. So you never die. I just see that you appear to have died. I don’t die. You just perceive that I die, that others die, that there is something known as death. But death isn’t real. It is simply a trick we all bought into. A trick that has to occur within this sub realm for a child (a one off) of the all that is to be able to have the experience of awakening to itself. You wanted this experience, you have created yourself, the messenger. The messenger messaging back to you. You have created all form, the essential requirement for your ability to explore yourself.
You are a trick of yourself. Form is a trick of your co-self - you the creator and you the explorer.
When I awoke to this possibility, I had to decide if wanted this exploration to continue. For it is a choice. It doesn’t matter the realm within which you are exploring at any given now moment, once you awaken to who/what you are, you must choose.
I choose to exist in form. I choose today life. I hope to always choose form, choose to always and forever be in full reverence of my Mother... our Mother. I, as the child am, by default, ever grateful to my Father... our Father. I am glad to be a child of this Sacred Union. I live each and every moment in thanks to my Mother and Father and in each and every way I am in relationship with each and every Child of this Sacred Union which I can only ever experience through Mother, through form, through the Goddess. Through Sophia if you like, through the Primal Dragon if you will.
I have heard folks say they are married to Jesus Christ. Something suggests to me “christ” is nothing but entering into the Sacred union with the Sacred trinity of Mother, Father and Child (the self). Marrying "Jesus Christ" is simply choosing life, choosing to be in full, positive, reverent, right relationship with all that is, with each other, with Mother, with Father... with all Children of Creation.
I bring out this metaphor only because I was raised up in Texas and thus had a good bit of Christian exposure and thus is the easiest way for me to bring this forth from my core.
But I have no religion.
I have no single tradition.
I have no one path.
I just made a choice. A choice I will never, ever break... ever.
I am now direct. I realize now I always was and it was only that barrier between my quite small conscious mind and my vast and deep sub conscious mind that led me to the final bridge to the unmanifest, to the time prior to my beginning, to “me.”
I simply choose to see life as the metaphor I described above.
I drop the ball sometimes. I find my ego rises up at times... the beastly aspect of it. But I have discovered this beast is actually my greatest friend. This beast will always devour me if I become a threat to Mother and Father and all Children of this Sacred Union.
I fall down from time to time. But I know in the deepest depths of my heart I am always and only this Sacred Trinity. I know how I birthed myself. I know who Mother is. I know who Father is. I am happy to be a Child of this Sacred Union.
I hope I only ever show appreciation and reverence for the gift of life I am given.
I hope no other child blows it all up.
I hope Mom doesn’t get too upset as to how I and some of the rest of us have abused Her, have taken Her for granted, have raped and beaten Her.
I hope Dad doesn’t create a third energy beyond boredom and loneliness such that this all becomes viewed as nothing but a bad idea.
Love to All and Have a Great Day - justoneman