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Re: biisuto
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: November 25, 2014, 1:25 am
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Dear PM:
You nailed it quite well. The only thing that might crop up is
some folks really do have to swim through their own s h i t
because it's so massive. Dealing with this is where H/A comes
in. I've said before that a jerk off who somehow get's T/R is
still just a jerk off with T/R. You can find quite a few locked
up because they just couldn't handle it. I certainly am not
suggesting you have a boatload of stuff you are carrying, but
the lighter the load the easier the transition or awareness for
the participant. Finding the structures is an excellent way to
proceed, so proceed.
Love ya, Jed.
#Post#: 5091--------------------------------------------------
Re: biisuto
DIR By: guest89
Date: November 25, 2014, 1:30 am
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nah, no piles of doo-doo here...mostly a surfeit of "the
unbearable lightness of being" stuff. Thanks for the pointer,
breaking out the oxy-torch and dark goggles!
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Re: biisuto
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: November 25, 2014, 3:06 am
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Slash, burn and cut away.
Love ya, Jed.
#Post#: 5207--------------------------------------------------
Re: biisuto
DIR By: guest89
Date: November 26, 2014, 10:12 am
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Looking closer, more sustained attention reveals no dividing
line between the falseness that is me and the falseness of
...the rest of the visible spectrum…it’s all one, big (albeit
mostly convincing) hologram - even the space between apparent
things. It’s animated by emotion. And awareness is here. It is
it...its entire context. Nothing is not part of it.
I notice when the emotional element is identified and brought to
focus the disinvested scene becomes flattish in the
background…like a bad TV program, with characters I cannot
identify with and about which I cannot suspend my disbelief.
I stop caring. I care less.
I hallucinate a frontier or kind of event horizon beyond which
seems wishful thinking... or maybe mind’s inability to parse
infinity. It’s where nothing lies; the nothing that is home,
perhaps, invisible to eyes crafted to aid dream characters.
... it’s just a crystalline beam of lucidity, distilled from the
key mashings of infinite monkeys…words go the wrong way, yet
help to shape the incoming data...Like Richard Dreyfus,
sculpting that mountain out of mashed potato in Close
Encounters!
Bahahaha, sorry! ;D
"Further, you fool."
Yes, Jed. :'(
#Post#: 5210--------------------------------------------------
Re: biisuto
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: November 26, 2014, 10:25 am
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Dear P.M.
It will be more substantial than a mountain of mash potatoes.
Love ya, Jed.
#Post#: 5243--------------------------------------------------
Re: biisuto
DIR By: guest89
Date: November 26, 2014, 6:44 pm
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“More substantial than mashed potatoes” … I hope so!
…There’s this toy-throwing, dummy-spitting baby, sitting on a
blanket in the bottom corner of my mind…doing its best to
attract attention and ruin what has always been otherwise a very
beautiful day.
It’s a delicate dance, this lie: high-wiring the knife edge of
another lie…and... it could be a trick of the light, but it
seems to be lies all the way down….
Yesterday afternoon’s run took me on the scenic route, right
through a lovely lightning show over the city. The rain was a
perfect temperature and kept me from overheating…audiomancy, and
your narrator was talking about the nuances of HA.
I didn’t have the words for it till I read your books, Jed, but
it’s clear as anything to me now. Even more, focused intent and
manifestation is an excellent touchstone for exploring the edges
of the envelope…where fear is strongest.
I see it in operation- and yet am curious about the fear. I
don’t get it. Maybe it’s residual, from when the universe was a
separate thing?
I want to dig deeper…to slash and burn...but all I seem to have
is this teaspoon and these tiny cheese knives... :-\
#Post#: 5257--------------------------------------------------
Re: biisuto
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: November 26, 2014, 11:19 pm
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Butcher knifes and a blender are on order. Coming soon.
Love ya, Jed.
#Post#: 5259--------------------------------------------------
Re: biisuto
DIR By: guest89
Date: November 26, 2014, 11:27 pm
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ready to swipe the card!
#Post#: 5270--------------------------------------------------
Re: biisuto
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: November 27, 2014, 12:50 am
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:D
Love ya, Jed.
#Post#: 5400--------------------------------------------------
Re: biisuto
DIR By: guest89
Date: November 28, 2014, 11:17 am
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The all-pervasiveness of ego is the itch I cannot seem to
scratch…maybe it’s because I only get to witness the effects.
This writing here is that too…what else could it be? What would
get the words out, if not ego?
Robert Pirsig may’ve been quoting someone else when he wrote,
“When a single thief is caught, often many crimes are solved at
once.” I’m seeing Maya as the reverse of that idea.
She might help casually conceptualise ego, but she’s not a
patch on the clutching, cloying succubus waiting at every turn,
dragging at each limb…that dense furball of thought-spattered
emotion that chokes the life out of every moment. I feel fear
mere moments after waking. Guilt, anger and remorse riddle each
day, from sunup til sundown and often into my dreams…but so do
happy, tender joys.
Crystal clarity at times descends upon that entire field and
the thought component is magically gone, replaced by silent
witnessing. In those respites I see how beliefs are crucifying
me.
There can be no mental illness without thought…but is all
thought diseased? According to ACIM: not the thoughts I think
with God.
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