Posts tagged ‘Ascension’

We can absorb both negative and positive energy, transform it into vital force in our self, and direct it in whatever way we choose

Energy is the mind’s power to act. Energy has no movement separate from its director, which is the mind. What the director thinks and feels, energy produces in the physical structure and in its environment, so our situation physically, mentally, emotionally, and in our environment is created by the conditioned structure of the mind.

When a powerful internal or external energy is encountered, it is the mind’s conditioning that sees it as positive, or negative and it manifests the intensity, the effect that is felt, and the action that is taken as a reaction to its programming.

Because the conditioned mind mechanically reacts to the energies it feels through its imposed programming, it does not realize that it can be the sole transformer and director of both internal and external negative and positive energies whether they come from disease, voluntary or involuntary emotions, psychological praise, attack, or suffering in self or others, without reacting to an imposed programming that is either beneficial or detrimental to the entire physical organism according to the situation encountered and how it is programmed to react to it.

When we realize that we can absorb both negative and positive energy, transform it into vital force in our self, and direct it in whatever way we choose, then when we do not want to do something, that energy can become the unit of propulsion to do it, just by realizing and applying the mind’s dormant intention-power.

When we realize that we have this intention-power to transform and redirect energy and we apply it, then the stronger the resistance, the more energy there is available. It is then that we can change the entire physical organism, our life and circumstances, and we can turn the deeply conditioned ‘no don’t’ cells into ‘yes do’ cells with our own intention-power.

Every single thought, emotion, desire and primal urge has a tremendous potential of energy that can be cultivated, transformed into vitality and used for all our daily activities.

I whistle wise words, listening to the whispering of leaves rustling in the wind

Spaceman Sam Surfing the cosmic sands..

I whistle wise words,
listening to the whispering of leaves rustling in the wind;
just a continuous motion, never stopping for anyone.

I forget the past and forge the spirit.
Wishing I was dancing, I’m laughing like I didn’t learn the lesson and pass,
because I don’t care about mundanities which do not last.

Taking my time to write every word, so I know that the final result can be heard. So now, I’m facing forward and learning how to place important words.

A man alone, that keeps writing all these poems.
Day light flickers in slits,
as moonlight creeps between the uneven slits of shady blinds;
bleeding tears out the eyes in cries.
Half alive in the flesh suit, labeled organic, like what’s advertised on some juicy, fresh fruit.
If you haven’t been through IT, then you don’t know what’s to IT..

I sleep ’till dreams dry and crumble.
I sleep ’till I get tired and retire in my dreams.
I heard a faint voice calling out for help,
only to wake and realize it was myself,
wheezing in my sleep..

The simple things we enjoy are based on concepts we fear.
People are usually not deep-rooted, instead, they’re polluted and abusive.
This beautiful girl I see doesn’t purr,
cause she sees something in the world
that can’t be saved.

I’m drawing the line, before crossing it.
Unconfirmed flirting with fate, just before becoming engrossed by IT.
She sends me down to sit. Do I even exist?
Lets kiss with stripped innocence.

What do you think supplies the air you’re breathing?
Maybe I’m fully awake and the rest of the world is dreaming..
As if it’s all free…
I express cognitive dissonance, liberally.

The dead tree is still standing; here comes the hunting axe of lumberjacks.
I do nothing, stopping, relaxed.
My sanity abandoned, I.. Shit, my lips aren’t even moving!
My spaceships’ inspected, ready for blast off.
My egos’ shed, cast off.
No more licking the honey pot sloppily for 25 bucks of monopoly money.

This is my permission slip sized mission statement.
Negative space is where the body meets the mentor;
the borderline of what you perceive as real,
and what you really perceive as the appeal of mere mortals.
I travel portals on a pilgrimage of passage.
Emergency lights flash as my body crashes.
I pick up all the pieces of a broken reality and cut my fingers on technicalities.

I’m optimistic as one man can be,
but I’m married to myself and looking for a family.
Behind these clouds, is the sun I need to grow. I’m
kissing for romance instead of luring with mistletoe.
Parallel realities are getting the best of me, so I’m
juggling the motives and fucking with divine destiny.

I close the window on my ego and watch as time dissappears.
This pressure is enough to make my ears pop,
as the last sand of the hourglass mixes with my teardrops.

Without will, you will be scared.
Break something, this isn’t fair!
Death is impossible, we are invincible.
You should never distance yourself from the things that keep you alive;
the ride is going to be painful and intense.
But it’s worth IT in the end..

My Résumé

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I am an old fashioned maniac, gift giving hypnotist,
exo-skeletal systems’ analyst.
A non-wig wearing, warm weather terrorist.

A low flying river pilot, long distance lumber jack that’s saving the trees. First ever, all at once, ambidextrous,
secret weapon, always wanted,
mint condition,
magician,
anarchist through capitalism, under cover of a thunder cloud,
as a pirate.

An analogue enthusiast,
sunshine boy, certified, tested,
on again, off again astrologist and practical craftsman,
sweet talking maritime mystery man,
presidential sweetie pie, acid washed crotch rocket.

Specialist, two time alphabetical acrobat,
daydream believing, solitaire card shark,
unnatural activist, fan club president, confident/slight hesitant.

Non-mustache master, class tinker totterer,
assassin, television evangelist typecaster,
low down good looking, silver tongued, shit shoveling genius,
A curvier road than ever encountered before.

A deep seated bleeding heart,
broken by culture shock;
with word sculpture, a flag waver, rail grinder/chicken lollipop,
yellow crate finder.

Humongous tree finder,
chocolate chip cookie monster.
A cape wearing vagabond, straight edge, range roving, artist,
Psychedelic, bloodshot,
beat finder,
pack animal, shadowcasted by the fire of a flamethrower
burning a bloodsucking critic’s demeanor.

No one knows exactly how we think, therefore we never really know anything.

Void State

No one knows exactly how we think, therefore we never really know anything. I will live ’till I die. Your mind is your own monster. My favorite thing to do, is to close my eyes and forget I even exist.

A famous Taoist immortalist named Qian Lou, once said:
“Not disturbed by poverty or lowliness;
not hurried by wealth and status’.
The epitome of that saying is here,
In the likes of this man!
He entertains his mind
with intoxication and poetry;
is he not of the clan of Mr. Mindless?”

Being centered in the midst of circumstances

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Unfortunately most do not teach the essence of Tai Chi, Chi Gong, Yoga or any method/practice for reaching the most unified state possible. People want to learn forms and to put a label on everything.
The Tao cannot be attained without a body.
Truth cannot be attained as long as there is a physical body.
We need the body to become realized beings. To completely understand the Way of things and ultimate truth, there cannot be a physical form.

Discipline, concentration, and insight are the three essentials.
Being centered in the midst of circumstances, is finding the mysterious pass. Clarifying the mind, is miraculous experience. Seeing the essence of mind, is crystallization of spirit. Merging mind, body, and spirit into one completely unified state existing in harmony, is refining the immortalized consciousness.
Having a body outside the body, is release from the matrix.
Breaking through space/time is perfect attainment/enlightenment.

When accomplishment is fulfilled in spiritual practice, character is well developed and one directly transcends to completion all at once; physically and spiritually sublimated, one merges with the Tao in reality.

A constant process without accumulation

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First of all, what is meant by learning? I am not offering an opinion, I am looking at the fact. Is learning a process of accumulation of knowledge? From that knowledge I act; that is, I have stored up experiences, memories, and from that I act. Or, is learning a constant process without accumulation and therefore learning is acting? Go slowly, I’ll go into it. It is not that I first learn and then act according to what I have learnt, but learning is acting; the learning is not separate from acting.

One is going to learn about fear, or about what to do, how to live. But if you have a system that tells you how to live, or a method that says, “Live this way”, then you are conforming to the method which is established by somebody else. Therefore you are not learning, you are conforming and acting according to a pattern, which is not action at all, it is just imitation. So if you learn what are the implications of methods, or of systems, then you will put away methods and systems; then you are learning about what you are doing and the very learning about life is the activity of life – right? Have I made it clear? Living, learning and acting are not three separate things, they are indivisible.

A state of meditation

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Doesn’t awareness, doesn’t understanding take place when the mind is not drawing a conclusion, has no opinion, when the mind is attentively listening, and then it says “I have understood”? I am asking, what is the state of that mind which says “I have understood” and therefore acts immediately. Surely such a state of mind is complete silence in which there is no opinion, in which there is no judgment, no evaluation. It is actually listening out of silence. And IT is only then that we understand something in which thought is not involved at all. I won’t now go into what thought is and the whole process of thinking; that will need a lot of time and this is not the occasion.

When I talk about understanding, surely it takes place only when the mind listens completely – the mind being your heart, your nerves, your ears – when you give your whole attention to it. I do not know if you have ever noticed that when you give total attention(single pointed awareness) there is complete silence. And in that attention there is no frontier, there is no center, as the “me” who is aware or attentive. That attention, that silence, is a state of meditation. When you are listening to somebody, completely, attentively, then you are listening not only to the words, but also the feeling of what is being conveyed to the whole of it not part of it.

All I heard was the moon

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No I in me.
Straightened out while the skeleton spun scripture in stone.
All I heard was the moon.
Can’t interpret or understand flow, unless you know
the misty, mystic condensation of clouds;
gravity must be joking, as the sky begins to change.

I spread intuit, breathing electrical words in a vertebrae circle;
concentrating data while I download IT into the system.
Mind erasing, I’m tasting thoughts and smelling what you hear;
like it, like it ravages.
They stole my metal exoskeleton while
I walked out of sunlight into your darker dimension.
Two inches from the granite, I had to grab and grit.
Manage till you stand in your metabolism,
without ‘isms.

Un-limits of my super-conscious melon,
mango squeezes cold silver into gold.
I’m chiseled on the side of the moon.
The star spoke,
and even galaxies empty and crash like car collisions.

Whistling heavy tunes because of piercing wounds,
I tilt and turn soul across the molded earth before IT is one big radioactive hole.
In the underground city,
rat swarms roll downhill like, hold it down and kill or be killed.
The drunken man laughs in the street with beautiful hysteria.

Sharing the same nowhere as everything and nothing

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No logic;
one word sentence.
Procreation.
I’m pro-creation

I
pace the gain.
We can only pick a dream;
but beware, the american nightmare’s hoggin’ up the screen.
Merit is crushed, on the tempting truss of heritage and failed marriages.
I’ll hang my boots to rest when I’m impressed.
So, I double knotted em’ and forgot.
Better souls troll the test, as a silent witness.

This world is a prison.
Ok, lead me to activism.
I penned dragon with the last of them.
Zig zag and zig em’ again.
I watch green herb glow red while you turn yellow.
I peddle past ’em;
a foolish fellow..

This fucking flesh, prohibits and tests even the best.
A wanton spectacle of
testing truth; forging spirit’s reticule when honing in
on the cross-hair of what’s really there,
what’s really true.
Did somebody just say, “Fuck you!”?
I’m evaporated and braided into existence.
Sharing the same nowhere as everything and nothing.

Amidst a harmony of illusions

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As summers’ in the sky, I patch the ship into shape.
I sneak an escape through the red tape if I have to.
Fast walk the thin glass across the surface, and break free.

Meanwhile, back at mountain’s peak..
I grew up thinking faith was a reason to surrender,
but not a surrender of intelligence when escaping the burden of reason.
Quaking with a harp’s worth of mirth, amidst a harmony of illusions;
ashes cherry to grey when burning away delusions.
The wind flows fire and light.
Typical skill is evident when we hold on too tight.
Time has one rose to grow a’fore the close;
up to when the quotient is left smoking until there’s smithereens, on a surrender bender.

Incredulously stepping into vastness, surrendering to bliss.
The masses hail the artificial.
Treason can be committed against
our own goodwill and nature.
When a being forgets it’s true nature, it acts against life
and the nurturing of life.
I ease into Xanadu; the future is so bright,
it takes intuition to ‘see’ the light.

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UFO Orb changing colors

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UFO Orb

UFO orb at x64 magnification.

UFO orb at x64 magnification.(Click image for video)

Acquiescence in beginninglessness

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If you do not cling to appearances, appearances will not cling to you. If you are not obsessed with anything, nothing will hold you. If you do not mind anything, nothing will mind you. If you do not focus on any sensations, no sensations will focus on you.

When sense data does not enter, the senses are pure; form, sensation, conception, conditioning, and consciousness are all empty. Then, both ordinary and extraordinary perceptive capacities become complete and possible. When you reach this point, the senses perform each other’s functions and the whole body becomes an eye. Mundanities end, and the whole being is purely celestial. Essence and life are both complete, and one merges with the Tao in reality.

This is called acquiescence in beginninglessness

A shiver in cold water

A shiver in cold water; nerves tingle.
Fish swim by and slimy scales tickle.
A small rock pierces and pinches until
water’s edge impacts a reaction.
Grass and dirt fly into the air and
water splashes everywhere.
Soon I leap to shore, to find wet clothes are
torn and worn to shreds from branches near the waters edge.
Flat rock, baked hot in sun, warms to scalding touch.
wet socks on sun baked rocks, steam into the air.
Still water’s light, gleams beneath the steam.
A smell of trees and fresh rain reminds that
I have to keep moving.

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UFO orbs

Orbs to the left of the moon. The brighter one was visible with the naked eye and dissapeared moments after I took this photo.

Orbs to the left of the moon. The brighter one was visible with the naked eye and dissapeared moments after I took this photo.

Reality is: the perception of the understanding of something

The spirit is stronger than the body.

Good health; Strong body; Clear mind.

IT’s not about striving for balance, IT’s about finding the seeds of order even in the midst of profound chaos.
Awareness leads to Intellectual deconstruction of emotional patterns.
To see through an emotional complex, is to rob it of its power.
The first step is to identify the complex in which you have been caught.
Logical deconstruction followed by meditation, clears the mind.

Imagine the conditioned self that is you, which is familiar to logic and reason.
Imagine that you are skimming atop endless waves of emotion.
Riding them as if you are in control of the wind and the water.
You believe you’re in control, but you know the control is an illusion.
You believe you understand the depths beneath you. but that too is an illusion.

“I tested the water’s kiss. It did ripple the pond a bit.
If you can handle the prospect of death that is…. and it’s a massive as heck shock.
Love will have you nervous, doin’ stupid shit on purpose. When you have it, there’s nothing like it.
It ain’t the rainbow with a treasure chest and a map. But still you hunt for it.”

There are only two possible outcomes from an emotional complex dealing with love.
Either it will end in disaster, or the emotional complex will be worked out and a balance that brings
stability and trust between individuals is attained. Gonna keep walking forward.
Never turning back. Each day is past as future is presently becoming. Time is a paradox.
A(past) and B(present) go to C(future) and C then goes back to A. Awareness of C effects A and B.
If there is awareness or intuition of something, all of time is effected. IF necessary,
and something is noticed quick enough, time can be used to the advantage of the awareness.

Time is in relation to perception and the perception of others is affected by each other in many ways.
People link in to each other’s perception, without even noticing it most of the time, in a really minute way.
There is a link that is made, that enables communication on a level that is similar enough in understanding, so that the awareness can grasp it consciously.

IF time were defined as A(past), B(present), and C(future);
IF someone or something from C(future) was somehow able to go back to A(past), this would create a number of
paradoxes. IF this were to happen, Anything effected by the undetermined variables of C(future)
existing in A(past) would then effect the C(future) of that A(past) which would be an entirely different
“time stream”, just because something happened to effect A when C interacted with A.
This would mean that such a thing has already happened, and theoretically there would be no noticing of it
happening by anyone.

In other words, if someone or something
traveled to the future or the past,
it would invariably
effect time and an entirely different
sequence of events occurring, or time stream, would be created
just because time was cheated, in this sense.
Like all of a sudden everything was different and everyone
just went along with it as if it happened like that normally.
In that sense there would be no disturbance in time, no lapse.

IF the future were to effect the past(or vice versa),
there would be no indication of it happening except if a person travelling from the future to the past was
able to be outside the perceived stream of time-space in order to observe without being caught in the paradox.
Time must be perceived in a certain way otherwise there are all sorts of paradoxes.
The only thing that is born and that dies, is the perception of time.
Perception of time is reality defined, consciously.
IF perception is the key to time, then all that needs be shifted is the level of awareness.

The matrix has you

I volunteer tangents.
You sit in class.
The matrix has you;
dragging a bag of lonely remnants.
Infectious and dangerous.
Walking uphill, trying to get down.
Numb enough to deny the sin pins and evil needles that’ve punctured.

Getting sick is not enough for you to see that you are unwell.
I Burn vertical.
Absorbing attention is a must.
The angels who never hit bad notes are like spirals flowing.
Always moving, but never in a straight line.
Dense and heavy spreads, like either you drink it all up, or sink in it.
Fill the empty space and then breakthrough.

In order to become lighter and stay above the trap that is this dense reality,
let go of things to hold on to.
Eat simple and healthy, so that digestion is easy but nutritious.
Live free and without desire.
Forget loss or gain, being picky and choosy is
choosing ‘this’ over ‘that’, when both are transient.
Realize your life is only bait for bigger fish.

Encased inside the gauntlet’s hunger quotas;
break free by running the gauntlet, aware.
Face the test, forge the spirit.
All this killing time, are you strong enough to stand,
perfecting body, heart, and mind?

Astral Projection

One afternoon I laid down in meditation.
When I did, I went to a place that looked
just like the forest near where I live.
Only it was more beautiful, if such a thing could be imagined.
I knew I was not awake and figured it must be a dream or something.
It was sunny but it was becoming darker.
There were other people and they were humming this sound,
like they were vibrating the air around all of us.
I could feel it in the air and it gave me a shiver.
I felt like joining in on making this sound for some reason.

When I did, it felt so natural to make this sound, and then moments later,
without me even doing anything, I rose off my feet into the air.
I remember I crossed my legs to get my balance.
As I was sitting in the air I was sinking slowly, a little bit.
I felt to place my hands with the palms facing down and just imagine
that I was repelling myself away from the ground. This worked!
Next thing I know we are all floating and
getting higher and higher in the air.
Maybe ten of us.
Everybody starts flying off into the
mountain tops nearby, in the same direction,
way up into the sky, and it was like I just wanted to go with them.
It felt like we were going somewhere important.

I remember flying around the tops of mountains and
seeing the sun just as it was setting in the distance.
I was so happy at this point that I shouted out in joy and
I had the biggest smile. I was so happy that for these moments,
I had forgotten completely
about being alive or even having my waking body.
This body where I was flying, felt to be the real one when
all of a sudden it came back to me, that I do have a physical body. This woke me up, because

I was so surprised at the feeling that I am not the body.
I was determined to go back there. Somehow I managed to go back,
after quieting my mind again.
Only this time, I was in some sort of bunker and there was no ladder
to climb out, just a hole at the top maybe 20 feet above me.
It was sheer walls and I couldn’t climb.
I remembered How I was levitating before.
This time, I didn’t hum or anything because for some reason I had forgotten all about that.
Instead, I just imagined myself sitting on the air and that my hands
facing palm down could push me upward away from the ground.
This was difficult but I slowly, inch by inch rose out of the hole
and I saw the exact same forest I had seen before.
When I made it out of the hole,
the sun was almost completely set and it was getting dark.

I remember I had some trouble levitating,
it was like I was bouncing in the air cause
I was having trouble keeping myself afloat.
I noticed it was a matter of concentration.
The more I payed attention to levitation,
the better I could stay in the air.

The whole time I was levitating, I had my feet
together and I was in a sitting position.
The soles of my feet were
touching like in a butterfly position.
It just felt natural to do it this way.
I managed to get up into the air
and fly like this by leaning in a direction.
I was going through the forest, but this time instead of ascending
to the lofty heights and mountaintops as I did before,
I was descending and I couldn’t do anything about it.
I saw wrecked ships that looked really old.
They were all worn, faded, and
overgrown with plants.

Then as I got lower,
there was a sign that I couldn’t read out in some water.
I went down to the water, still levitating.
As I approached it, I saw dolphins in the water!
They were amazing and they were swimming up to me,
as if to check me out. They were swimming fast and I realized
I was moving quite quickly too at this point.
I couldn’t stop from descending either.
Just about an inch above the water I reached in to it and touched a dolphin.
I felt the smoothness of its skin, the water pulling against my hand
as I broke the surface, and I saw the dolphin up close as it swam past me in the opposite direction I was flying.
It was all so breathtaking, that I forgot I was still descending.
I crashed into the water, moving at a high speed.
When I was in the water,
I noticed that it had a very strong current to it.
I could not fight it or even swim.
It was moving opposite of the direction I had been flying.
I was moving in the same direction that the dolphins were swimming.

The thought occurred to me to try and levitate out,
but I felt like I could not do this when I tried.
It took all my strength to stay above the surface.
I was being pulled into a narrow water way that looked very much like a
river or something. I managed to stick my leg out
and grab a hold of the ground on one side just before it narrowed.
I saw white coral and plants growing at the bank,
in the water, and up to the bank.
As I climbed onto the ground,
I was thinking about everything that was happening,
and how this was so real.

I forgot completely again, how I was not awake for a moment.
I thought that I should get my camera and record some things.
Next thing I know, I am in my room and I get my camera,
having forgot that I was not awake. My dog has a pillow
that he sleeps on, right next to my bed.
When I got my camera from my room,
I saw my dog running around and he was sort of getting in the way.
He was making it hard for me to walk around. He was super excited.

Then, I saw another of him that looked perfectly identical,
but laying on his pillow and fast asleep.
I looked at both of them a few times to be sure
there were two. I saw an exact copy of my dog. One sleeping on his pillow, and one running around trying to get my attention and excited.

I looked over to my left as if in an impulse and I saw myself laying
in meditation on my bed. I somehow put it together before I even consciously thought it through.
I looked close and I saw my self breathing.
I saw my body rise up and down as I breathed, lying on the bed.
I leaned in close and could hear myself breathing even.
I Knew right then, that it would be no use trying to record anything
with the camera.
The sight of my self, shocked me so much that I woke up right then.
When I woke up this time, a second later I heard my dog wake up next to me, and sneeze.

I was undecided on whether or not to try and go back again.
I decided to try one more time.
I made it back after some time,
to the same forest.
But this time, I was outside again like the fist time,
and not in that bunker.
I managed to get up in the air once again, in the same sitting position.
This time however, after I made it a certain distance
into the forest, it was like I was not able to focus my eyes anymore.
I woke up right when I lost the ability to focus and everything became blurry.
I woke up against my own will and I knew I had to write this down.

Out of body Experience-Today I have seen the dragon

I went into meditation one afternoon recently and when
I closed my eyes, within moments I began to see wood as if on a deck somewhere.
I squinted as if my eyes were open and it all became crystal clear.
I saw that I was on a boardwalk near some water.
This was not at all like a dream, and I have
lucid dreams every single night/morning.
One major thing that made it entirely different, is how one second I am awake,
then the next I closed my eyes to meditate and
just fell right in to this different environment.

It was sunny and the air felt crisp.
I saw a soda can and picked it up.
It still had some liquid in it and the label was a brand I didn’t recognize.
It was green and that is all I remember.
I do remember that I couldn’t read the label either.
I set it back down after a moment.
The boardwalk was made of some mahogany colored wood.

I was walking down it and saw a young girl in a sun dress.
She was maybe only 5 or 6 years old.
She smiled at me.
I turned to the edge of the boardwalk and looked out onto the water;
It was breathtaking.
I just wanted to stare out on this gorgeous turquoise sea.
I noticed others were doing the same nearby.
Just then, a sudden burst of heavy rain came down on the area right above me.
The rain felt so real, I could feel it sending tingles and shivers through me
as it was soaking me. It was cold rain.
It stopped a minute later but I stood in it and
even began to enjoy it while I was being rained on.
I felt the happiest I could ever be during all of this.
It was like I was in some heavenly realm.
I continued down the boardwalk until I came to a horizontal
metal barrier that I walked under.

Right as I passed under it, someone shouted at me to stop from behind.
I was flying on the back of some great beast a split second later
and very disoriented for at first.
It was as if I just skipped to doing that suddenly.
I had been on the boardwalk, then next thing I know I am flying above the clouds.

The creature
had long white hair like some big shaggy dog.
Its neck was long and it had wings.
I couldn’t clearly see it’s head and face
from where I was sitting on it’s back.
I realized I was riding a dragon of sorts when I saw the
tail and the entire figure
of this amazing creature.
It was a great big dragon covered in white hair almost completely.
It looked like it’s tail and wings were more reptilian tho.
As I grabbed the hair on its back to hold on,
I felt to swoop down and gain speed.
As I wanted to do this, the dragon responded and it happened..
I remember hearing a train horn as we burst straight down,
from above the clouds into the
landscape below.

It was hard to hold on at first but the dragon noticed this too,
and adjusted the descent for me.
I thanked it.
I looked to my right and there was a train
that was going by. There were wild
horses that I saw
nearby, on the other side of the train.
As we passed the train,
we flew through mountains and they were indescribably beautiful.
Some had what looked like an entire side would be covered in an
array of different flowers. Others had waterfalls and cliffs.
Some would reach into the clouds, which we were now flying just below.
One Mountain I remember,
it looked like there were gigantic, ancient looking,
carvings on the sheer cliff face.

I was awakened by my sister calling just then and
I realized that this whole experience,
took place within about an hour and thirty minutes.
I was laying there in meditation for over an hour,
but it felt like just 5-10 min of stuff that happened.

I had this vision
just moments after laying down and closing my eyes.
I went right in and saw that.
I was remarking afterward how I have never been rained on in a dream either.
To me, this was no dream.
“Today I have seen the dragon”

Ultimate reality

Ultimate reality is not like anything we can imagine; yet that does not mean there is no ultimate reality. If we only follow thoughts coming and going, that is getting involved in yes and no, frittering away time and energy, going back and forth. In order to witness absolute reality, it is necessary to detach from our conceptual description of reality: that non-attached relationship is neither clinging nor denying, not getting involved in yes and no.

Reviling others is reviling yourself.
Anger at others is anger at yourself.
A dog’s buddha nature presents the true directive in full:
As soon as you get into yes and no,
you lose your body and forfeit your life.

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