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#Post#: 10468--------------------------------------------------
pointing
DIR By: r.
Date: March 23, 2015, 9:47 pm
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Thanks for the pointer, I forgot to check which finger.
#Post#: 10470--------------------------------------------------
Re: pointing
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: March 23, 2015, 10:35 pm
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Hey Robert:
Please don't keep starting new threads. Just use one and right
on it. It's easier to follow for both of us.
Love ya, Jed.
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Re: pointing
DIR By: r.
Date: March 23, 2015, 11:42 pm
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Jed, my posts of late have been me blowing off steam, and
you putting up with it. An inconsequential waste of time and
words, but it appears to have occurred. Understood concerning
the threads.
R.
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Re: pointing
DIR By: r.
Date: March 25, 2015, 11:12 pm
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What's the point of the pointing? If the only response to
why, is why not? If the world has no meaning? To glimpse the
all, or is or that, so that some un-namable thing can find the
world in itself, or to see itself in or as the world.
You're right Jed, there's nothing mystical, magical, or
spiritual in any of it. Infinitely void. I wear a double dorjie,
not for any spiritual reason. It just reminds me of the vision I
had when I had my first seizure. Ridged body, screaming in my
ears, and an explosion of color in my head. The dorjie crossed
in the center, with an explosion of red, orange, and gold/yellow
radiating out. The double dorjie looks like a cross of equal
length. And it's meaning is the symbol for the conclusion of all
action, for the Absolute in every direction.
For the conclusion of all action, I never understood, fully
understood, until now. And I have no control in any of it, I
didn't even begin this "path" voluntarily. It was started for me
with that first vision, I didn't even know it had begun.
#Post#: 10529--------------------------------------------------
Re: pointing
DIR By: r.
Date: March 26, 2015, 11:03 am
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Jed is the final hurdle in this race, and instead of jumping
over "him", I stopped running and tried to engage him in a
thoughtful, and earnest conversation. My story is an illusion,
to which I cling then let go of, sink for a second, then grab
back on to as if I might drown, as if I could drown..
There has never been a final answer, there never will be.
(Thanks for the song, Gromer, love the Floyd)
Done was always an illusion too, you could never finish that
which was never begun.
#Post#: 10541--------------------------------------------------
Re: pointing
DIR By: r.
Date: March 27, 2015, 3:34 am
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I read a few of my posts and I have to wonder who in the
world wrote that, it seems like I have a split personality, or
that I'm playing two roles in an imaginary film. A film that has
only one viewer who simply sits, as if, waiting for something or
someone to emerge.
I know less and less as time appears to pass.
#Post#: 10544--------------------------------------------------
Re: pointing
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: March 27, 2015, 4:46 am
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Wait till you know nothing, then the fun begins.
Love ya, Jed.
#Post#: 10569--------------------------------------------------
Re: pointing
DIR By: r.
Date: March 27, 2015, 12:45 pm
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I do know small things, that you also know, eating, washing
dishes, so don't give me this bs about knowing nothing. I DON'T
know who, what, where, how, or anything else. But you can
obviously type, craft a story, which you could of course say
that these seemingly gifted actually flow (there's that word)
through you that you actually have nothing to do with it.
Although, that's exactly it, it's releasing the rudder maybe
breaking off the handle, yet trust must be a earned, so the
rudder stays.
I keep picturing a light bulb, one who understands that it
is a bulb and that it will one day burn out, it understands
everything about itself and that understanding has become its
crutch, its consolation prize, it needs to throw away the crutch
and to allow the flow of electricity "the light" to guide it.
(Corney and overly simplistic, but that's what I felt/saw)
This is where the real cutting away begins.
#Post#: 10570--------------------------------------------------
Re: pointing
DIR By: r.
Date: March 27, 2015, 2:49 pm
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Now to just peel open that head and take a look one piece
at a time, what have I gathered that looks ans and sounds
enlightened, or truth realized. One, that I don't exist, well
that sounds good but something is thinking these thoughts and
creating the appearance of words and typing. Not provable,
either way, just some idea that I shoplifted from someone else.
Two, I have no control in my life. Again, sounds great,
very awake, yet totally unproven and even unprovable. I can
choose a meal, or at least I seem to do it several times a day.
Couldn't choose my death, didn't choose my birth, if either
thing even happened. Which begs the question did I even choose
my meal or even eat one at all.
When I look at my hand it does seem to have a solidity to
it, but in universal terms I know that it doesn't. When I back
off to consciousness it all fades, and even those ideas are
borrowed. I've become the ultimate shoplifter of ideas, beliefs,
memories, truths.
#Post#: 10571--------------------------------------------------
Re: pointing
DIR By: r.
Date: March 27, 2015, 3:54 pm
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(I'm going to use words like something, nothing, I, get over
it. That's how language works)
I've been whittling a piece of wood (my life, and self) down
to those things I knew or to Truth. Since I was told, "that
truth exists", and I took for granted that it did. From the
words I Am, I constructed an entire new story. Upon further
examination I find, nothing that I can hold up and say this is
truth.
The edges grow dim, the lights turn down, and void.
It's all still here, of course, and yet I can sense the infinite
whole behind it all.
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