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Re: biisuto
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: November 28, 2014, 2:30 pm
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Dear B:
I hear yah... if there is a God as most people perceive him/her
it is a separation. Something out there. The God stuff is for
children, and the system wants you to stay a spiritual child.
Don't' buy into it.
There is no other and there is no God. Period, end of story. One
can only be One, not two. God is such a loaded and misleading
word I recommend not using it, just my thoughts.
Love ya, Jed.
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Re: biisuto
DIR By: guest89
Date: November 30, 2014, 2:16 am
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Apologies for using that most loaded of terms. Let’s return to
“All-that-is” or C-Rex. Your work says it all so much better
anyway, with much greater conceptual economy.
[ASIDE: “God” is ACIM’s term, not mine. I simultaneously love
the Course while suffering no delusions about any God. In fact,
I’ll stick my dreamworld neck out and assert that -seen from the
right angle- ACIM is an intricately-layered finger pointing very
poetically at non-duality, written expressly for the benefit of
the deity-thus-duality-addled and perfectly intelligible in that
light. I see much beauty and experience no dissonance between
the course and what I see as ‘credible’ reports of the ND
terrain- with no God or 'other' required. Viewed otherwise…well,
it’s just nonsense, same as any religion or belief and makes
ACIM particularly inaccessible as a tool of, say, instruction on
the topic to much of the modern world. /END ASIDE]
I was raising, rather, the possibility that some thoughts are
qualitatively superior to others: those that tend to reinforce
multiplicity and division being inferior to those that originate
in the place where the universe and I are one and the same, and
which tend to…well, dissipate thought itself.
BANG…and that question is now dissolved: all thought promotes
division, because its nature is to cleave the universe into
mind-sized bytes (similar to the word-sized bits of language).
I have a lot of admiration for your ability to harness thoughts
and words that point things in the productive direction, Jed.
Did you fight your demons with them, or was the attack mounted
somewhere else?
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Re: biisuto
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: November 30, 2014, 4:44 am
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Dear B;
Well and wisely expressed.
Love ya, Jed.
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Re: biisuto
DIR By: guest89
Date: December 2, 2014, 6:51 pm
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‘Me’ is nothing but layer upon layer of old, lead-based paint…so
fucking hard to get a scraper under to chip and flake it
off..extreme worry about damaging the underlying walls. Get to
the other side, though... look back and it’s obvious only then
that it had been painted upon …nothing at all. Nothing!
Curiouser and curiouser!
So, it wasn’t the words or thoughts, was it, Jed? They’re just a
byproduct, right? Just looking at things, shining the light of
awareness upon it starts the disintegration process.
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Re: biisuto
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: December 3, 2014, 5:13 am
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Yup.
Love ya, Jed
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Re: biisuto
DIR By: guest89
Date: December 10, 2014, 10:46 pm
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…what isn’t marginal about my existence? Nothing isn’t (love
that!) The world really is gritty, s h i t t y and going to
hell…but the coffee is so GOOD and the girls are still so
CUTE…etc.
I’ve been ranting but not sharing- rather watching the
urge-to-write thing as it happens. I’m losing the desire to
share…or inflict… it always contradicts something else or
someone else... I’m not trying to stake out any territory
here…but surrender it…but words are always taking a position.
I’m so full of ****! This SA is a real warts-and-all thing,
isn’t it? I see so much that is vile and petty and
self-self-selfish in the world and every last bit of it is a
mirror of what’s going on in here, inside this maddeningly
persistent, non-existent me...and I'm hideous!
Language has become so laborious…almost every word needs it’s
own footnote... it’s easier most of the time to push through the
need to jot any of it down and just let it pour out into the
void, unvoiced…but isn’t that the very energy painting this
hologramatic universe I’m despairing, the one pouring forth from
this mind?
F U C K IT!
I’ve been ranting appreciatively about how everything is
never-not-synchronous; that C-Rex is in my face,
nose-tip-to-nose-tip and 24-7 relentless…like some
ambiguously-scented, soft-spoken, hard-talking yet infinitely
benevolent Gunney Sarn’t:
“Are you looking at me, Private Person? What is your major
malfunction?! You think you’re something special?!” I keep my
eyes on the invisible horizon, resisting the urge to wipe some
Holy spit from my eye, then regretting I’d missed the moment.
“Yes, sir. No, sir!”
“Damned straight! You’re nothing- do you hear me? NOTHING…hell,
you’re LESS than nothing!...You’re no more special than that
twig over there!” I gulp in appreciation at the sudden
attention, partially hoping for the blessed smiting that will
end it all.
He looks with mock-slyness in either direction and lowers his
voice. “Just remember, private…"
“…sir?”
“That you’re no LESS special either!” I smile in spite of
myself.
“Y-yes, sir! I’m trying, sir!”
“...TRYing?!”
“Yes, sir. I’m doing my best, sir!” He laughs, not unkindly.
“And how’s a sack of worthlessness like you gonna appreciate the
illusory nature of that sack…?"
“…I d-d-don’t know, sir!” I reply, but my attention is
wandering.
“Hell, yes you don’t...!” His voice is fading.
There’s just nothing here that I didn’t manufacture for the sole
purpose of there being not-nothing here. How banal! :-[
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Re: biisuto
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: December 10, 2014, 10:53 pm
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Give me twenty mudras and go clean the latrine! >:(
Love ya, Jed.
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Re: biisuto
DIR By: guest89
Date: December 13, 2014, 10:59 pm
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Those prone to sustained over-application of coffee will be
familiar with that beautifully calm mental flatness that arises
5 to 7 days after going cold turkey, after the headaches have
ceased and the neuro-receptors have stopped whining for
attention.
The same species of experience occurs when belief in egoic
thought ceases to fire off more thoughts and emotions…first
there's the disconnect with the fanbase, fewer hits on the
Facebook page…sounds of crickets chirping and embarrassed coughs
from the dark area in front of the stage… the audience starts to
wander up from their seats and out of the theatre…then your
agent stops returning your calls...
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Dear Jed,
I have a question regarding SA, the third part of the process.
1. Seeing what needs to be killed
2. Killing it
3. Cleaning up
I’m seeing and killing all kinds of demons (if I compress the
timeline somewhat, for dramatic purposes) and doing my best to
keep climbing, but jeebuz-effing-chryse the habits are hard to
break… but they are breaking, I laugh, reminding myself that
Rome was not destroyed overnight, nor as a single event.
Can you offer any tidy-up tips? I know unconsciousness is the
breeding ground for belief, so I guess what I’m looking for are
tools or techniques for locking in losses (of selfish ideations,
beliefs, etc.) while I go off in search of more dragons to slay.
I suspect this is just one of those time things, but I (...feel
like I’m writing copy to promote your upcoming Navigator
thingamee…) am kinda loathe to reinvent any wheels, unless
that’s also a necessary part of the process.
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Re: biisuto
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: December 14, 2014, 3:41 am
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Hi Bisuto:
I understand what you are saying and the cleaning up process is
very important. Taking the garbage out... so... it's your turn.
I did it last week.
I am just completing the full explanation of the process for the
Nav Series. It includes a large garbage recycling facility.
Love ya, Jed.
#Post#: 6415--------------------------------------------------
Re: biisuto
DIR By: guest89
Date: December 15, 2014, 12:06 am
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The thread was mine and deleted by me (only half on
purpose…wasn’t sure I could or not, as I’m not an admin). I also
started the teacup furore over an issue as banal as intellectual
property. Mea culpa and apologies. I’ll stick to SA going
forward.
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