Death...

   Difficult as it may be, we all experience loss. In a myriad of aspects it takes it's toll on the living. Life and death spin right in front of us on a daily basis. Yet, when it hit's home, we inevitably witness the "true colors" (metaphorically) of those around us. Forget the sugar coating here, the stronger the mental connection the harder it is to let go. My mother once told me of all those in my family I was the one who connected more tightly than the rest in the family. It took the death of my father and seeing my family spin into chaos to open my eye's and see how dysfunctional and uncaring everyone really was.   

I've dealt with loss many times, starting at the age of 5; Not actually witnessing till age 20... But watching none the less. I remember at age 5, I was told that my 'step' grandfather was 'gone' and he wasn't coming back... Not knowing then that it was probably the closest to the truth that I'd ever get, at such a young and impressionable age.

  This body was diagnosed with Chrones disease in 1995, I know now that in some way it will be the underlying cause of my death when it comes. I'm grateful now seeing that suffering is just a state of mind; Having dealt with so much fear and depression from mental and physical pain in the past, was such an emotional drain; And going through more surgeries than I can count, having skirted death at least twice, this has made me quite humble and aware of how 'fragile' the life force is.

I don't need to know whats beyond Death...There is 'nothing' that needs to be known...Remembering one quote that's been profound since liberation,"You come into this world from nothingness...Walking this earth temporarily existing within the body as 'nothing', and one day returning to the nothing from which we came."

   Let's keep this simple, when the power go's out no one thinks twice about it...How about when you "pass out"?? Passing on is basically the same way, once you drop from consciousness it's up to the body to either recover or start the process of shutting down.

  What happens as each individual crosses from unconsciousness to clinical death is where the controversy begins. Many stories have spun from those who said they've witnessed varied dreams and visions from a brain in the midst of oxygen deprivation, just before regaining consciousness.The stories that have come to pass while visiting this area of unconsciousness are surreal to say the least, and to connect ANY references of a purgatory, heaven or hell is simply irresponsible in suggesting this in front of an audience, no matter how "real" they felt this moment was. 

   Death is a right of passage. (even a reward if you look at it from the right perspective.) I'm finally not only comfortable with it, but pleased to be at peace with the body being finally at rest. I've always been a supporter of euthanasia just as people believe in "pro-choice", I too believe in "pro-death". If ones quality of life is compromised and they choose not to be a burden to others, they should be able to die with dignity.

From a Religious aspect it's nothing but string of ceremonies and promises of heavenly ascent, all for the sake of the living. I'm Cool with the idea of having a 'going out' party and getting together for those who can handle a social gathering after paying respects.

Dealing with the remains is pretty straight forward and costly...
Getting together and viewing a dead body and saying some nice things about the newly departed, is just another show for all who are in attendance...Is this necessary? No.
Kissing a Dead body?? Hell No! Who the heck really wants to or should?? I remember seeing pictures from the 1800's and seeing the deceased propped up on a couch and pictures taken with family members at these function's...These people need to seriously let go!!

  Cemeteries now seem like 'junk yards' with pretty labels carved in stone, again to appease the living. While driving around town I'm sure you've noticed these "In loving Memory of.." stickers on cars around town, that now look like rolling Tombstones; I hate to sound insensitive, but really?!?, "we" celebrate the dead on a yearly basis, and from the looks of it, (At a cemetery.) a lot of people get pretty extravagant with flower arrangements and 'offerings' to the dead. I get that these are symbols of respect, but who are they trying to impress??

 Now I'm seeing around town and at the parks, where people are paying a fee to have their loved ones immortalized on benches, concrete, and ceramic/metal tiles or even have a tree dedicated to those at rest. What comes to mind when I witness this is "This make no difference what so ever to whom this is dedicated. But, what about the person who is behind this dedication?, Have they come to terms with this loss?, Or are they stuck in the grieving process?...I know some individuals who feel they can't let go, for whatever the reason; each day they continue to mourn endlessly, torturing themselves with the memories that haunt them. Some families even spin over and over on who's fault it is for reason of the deceased death in the first place!!...There comes a point that everyone needs to drop the blame and get on with their life's.
       
   You name it whatever else comes later, it all boils down to the dissolution of the deceased life's work and possessions, call it what you want everything is distributed and absorbed by all that show interest in doing so; if not the government finishes the rest. (That's exactly what happens in nature; whatever satisfies the living.)

So what the hell does Liberation have to do with this??
Who the heck do we "think" we are?? All these achievements, roles, relationships, knowledge, and wisdom that was 'thought' to make you 'unique' within society, simply cease to exist inside the moment prior to the dropping from consciousness...In essence stripping away all that once was "you" in an instant. All that is left is awareness and a body that is struggling for it's last breath. 





    
     

Meaning...

Alright everyone this is where philosophy and liberation collide...Anything go's.

The metaphoric "rabbit hole", after liberation seems to keep going and going...
I'm not sure how far this is gonna go...The layers keep falling away, even after seeing no self. I keep looking and the farther down I go, the less anything means any more.
I suppose that when I hit the bottom I'm done. Meaning dead.  
I've been pondering this for quite some time and I keep coming to the same conclusion, no matter the question... Meaning is meaningless.

It's like trying to give meaning to ones dreams, it's just tacking an illusion on to an illusion...Silly and redundant.  

This is like the imaginary carrot enticing the horse. Again, since childhood we've been conditioned in that each of us have some sort of meaning for our existence on this planet.

We all either ask it or hear it at one time or another... What's the meaning of life?... Why are we here??... Life just is...That's all. 
There must be some reason I'm here right?..BULLSHIT!
The best answer to that is SEX. Yup! Mom and Dad had some fun and here you are, nothing profound about it! Whether intentional or in most cases (including mine.) was a surprise that really wasn't expected.
Was I wanted?
This is irrelevant... Still imposes meaning. 

Of course Religion wants to be at the forefront of all this, and wants everyone, (that believe in a god) to donate their time efforts and of course money, to help their cause. So many people have said that a god somehow spoke to them and said they must reach out and help mankind (In gods name.) to help bring purpose in their lives. This in fact is a personal choice and bares no connection to fictional God what so ever. Whatever the cause one truly feels is worth pursuing should be considered, but only after they're sure that ensuing this path will end in happiness and personal contentment. I chose guiding and sharing this gift. Writing what's in my head is a cleansing process, I use in finally speaking out against the lies that I've lived with my entire life, until now.

Okay, this has spun over and over within this mind and still no matter who or what is said, if a person die's this person only leaves memories in the minds of others; There is no meaning is left behind, to each their own on how they choose to grieve. All that can be said is, they lived their life left some possessions behind and people grieved some mental loss. Anything else is made up and imposed within the mind of others.

The same go's for senti-"mental" value. Someone give's us some material object at some time in our life's and we attached this illusory amount/value to it. And by telling someone so, makes it worth so much more...Again, BULLSHIT!
Or how about "antique's"?...Slap that word on an old chunk of wood and ask a large price for it and someone is bound to pay it.
Hell I hit 50yrs. old this year, and no one in their right mind
would pay a dime to have me sit in their living room! ;^D


Alright,  now here's the part where if you choose to skip this I'll understand... This is where shit get's brutal for all you "feel good" spiritual people, sure there's beauty in life if you look but reality is a bitch. Choosing not to look at "what is", only put's blinders on awareness.

Love, marriage, parenthood...all these mean nothing. Anyone that say's otherwise is caught in their own level  of the belief system that they feel comfortable with and that's fine, but it's still not the truth.

Don't get me wrong here, these institutions are fine and try to add meaning to a seemingly empty life, but in the end all this "feel good" stuff is just another illusion to try and keep humanity from regressing into a primal state. I'm seeing more and more; That the meaning and respect that people once had toward one another in the past is deteriorating in this day and age; And primarily due to the increasingly disposable society that has come to pass. Not necessarily regressing to a primordial state but a regression just the same.

Humans are the only species on this planet that attach meaning to pretty much all our aspects of life...Let's take Dogs for example. When a dog has pups the maternal instinct kicks in, and they protect, feed and train their young to survive in the environment around them, but when the mother is done, that's it she's DONE. Then they're just another dog in the pack; Sure their scent is unique but none the less they no longer are seen as "family" as we do, there's no " Mom, Dad, brother, sister" crap, they're just another dog. You're either accepted as part of the pack, or you're not period. All this boils down to survival, it doesn't matter the species on this planet or another, being civil keeps human's from going at each others throats, and having our neighbors flesh for dinner. But still, war wages on.

In the end the illusion of meaning can be seen 'metaphorically' as a canvas sitting in front of an artist, "blank" and awaiting the imagination of each individual to fill it with excitement and wonder; Showing those they hold close, a projection of a world in which they wish to live.
Perfectly imperfect.    
 







      

Beliefs...

This quote was uniquely profound prior to my liberation...

"Everything we know, no matter how sure we are, is really just Belief, and ALL beliefs are self limiting, and serve to reduce the truly infinite to falsely finite"... Jed McKenna

This really set a fire in my gut, and jump started my appetite in challenging EVERYTHING!...Though at the time, I hadn't "popped" yet..... None the less it blew my mind.

Belief's have been a part the imagination of man kind since before recorded time, and evidence left from many ancient civilizations indicates this over and over throughout history. Whether seen as entertainment, or as a way of controlling the masses.

Think about it...How many beliefs can you think of off the top of your head?.....There's bound to be a million more...

When was the last time you found money on the ground (heads up ;^) or made a wish and tossed some in a fountain? Silly isn't it...But on a deeper level, there's a certain amount of reinforcement to the belief Structure.

People still go as far as reading the stars, and using the zodiac (When you were born.) to describe what 'type' of person you are. Then tell a fortune about what to expect in an upcoming event in your future and advise on how you should react...I've come across people in the past, that were so kind and pleasant when we first met and then upon asking what sign I was, or asking my birthday, becoming rude and judge"mental" and storming off....Never heard from again.
 
No matter how all this started, this "delusion" has created quite a dual sided sword metaphorically.

On one side of this "deluded" spectrum is viewing them as messages of hope and  good fortune. Mystics have enjoyed this ride for centuries making it a career choice... Casino's use "odds" as luck, in turn making profits from those looking to change their luck and double their paychecks...

On the opposite side of this spectrum are, beliefs instilling fear of impending doom, bad luck, the end of the world and hell and damnation  to those who do not heed the superstition or belief...When reality comes knocking many would rather blame something non-existent than to use logic and investigate further. Disasters throughout the world are blamed on "sinners" for enraging a God that will return bringing the apocalypse and  seeking revenge for those that refuse to believe...Or pointing at prophecies from men, written centuries in the past.

I recall seeing a television documentary, regarding the studies of a group of various patients, testing their DNA looking for a marker that would point toward a physical connection in the brain presupposing a person's "belief system" could be determined by noticing if the marker was present in each subject. This is interesting as beliefs do appear more apt at being handed down, from generation to generation. I remember at a young age my family having various belief's handed down from their relatives, whether of a religious nature (Catholic), or superstition that was referenced from time to time...

As a guide, the most common belief my clients suffer from is the belief that people see themselves as not worthy, or a failure in society; As a part of the battle for their liberation.
 
What surprises me now more than ever since liberation, how people are so willing to thrust themselves into T.V. and movies so freely. (This is when I'll stop and look around the room to see how literally dazed and disconnected from reality their bodies appear, as they continue to watch ;^)

Have you ever noticed how popular and deeply rooted beliefs are the most commercialized?  The marketing schemes are endless...Doesn't matter what time of the year it is. Whether on television or at stores it's pretty clear what is in demand by the consumer.

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Perception, Perception, Perception...

Experiencing life around us in the environment we live in is the same for everyone, how one interprets it is another.
Depending on the experience, motivational state and finally the emotional state, each can alter the outcome. From a physiological point of view, this is just scratching the surface.

From the moment of experience, the inevitable 'aspect' cascades through the mind, presenting itself within the conscious and unconscisous fields attempting to identify with or refute the input presented within the mind, in turn labeling it with the conditioning and morals each individual has attained through life...

Animal's perception are keen and direct, with out the contemplation of good or bad. Their focus purely on survival at any cost. Humans surmount this with memories, and influences, along with the intellect and wisdom attained throughout our lifetimes.

I am a stanch supporter of non-duality...Prior to liberation I too thought nothing of snap judgements in any given situation. 
Care must be taken in the judgement of many situations.

This seemly endless stream of perception of the experience's 
we encounter on a daily basis is only challenged a mere  fraction of the time, and in most cases dismissed. While using ones morals is the most common reference in determining ones conclusion. Wrongness is in the eye of the beholder and nowhere else.

My dad once told me "You're not a thief unless you get caught", which at the time had me wondering what had lead him to this conclusion... Now I see clearly that if someone feels "victimized" this label is then imposed upon the other, where as consenting leads to charity.
 
Society imposes laws in hopes reenforcing peace amongst our neighbors and promising "fair" justice for those in need.
The justice system deals with issues of perception on a daily basis, attempting to be as fair as possible, using the resources of lawyers, a judge and jury to create a unbiased environment in examining evidence and applying it to the laws of the state or government. Yet we all have seen, that this is still flawed...If one pay's enough attention to the various detail in any given situation, there's all way's unique differences in each individuals view of the out come.

I'm hoping everyone that reads this is familiar with the various formats of the word "Coexist" this word has been used to call together all the belief systems into a peaceful coexistence. Yet as long as differing beliefs and separate opinions exist between them all, this is a futile attempt.   

These scribbles you're reading right now mean nothing to someone that doesn't read. Governments, religions, and corporations use symbols to supposedly point toward a belief or system; To the awakened  these point toward nothing but groups of people attempting to keep their causes from inevitable collapse. Ancient civilizations, are proof of these failed attempts in the past.
The human race in itself has flourished despite disparity, and is the perfect example of resilience, and will be sure to continue this quest of existence on this planet in spite of itself.

 The only constant is the solace of reality and the clarity of liberation.

Where do 'You' live?

    Looking back on my youth (and seeing it in my children), you go through school, you get out, you see opportunity all around, (college, work, travel, ) you want it all, Yes the 'American dream', The house, 2 cars, 2 kids, a dog/cat. (you know.) Or those thoughts of how nice it would be if we could just get away, out of town whether it's just a vacation or moving somewhere, where 'the grass is greener'. Then there's a 'flip side' to this reality that most choose not too notice...

    There's a gentleman, that spends his day's 'alone', living on the streets next to some convenience stores not far from our home. Most would label him as a 'bum'; yet no one really knows this man; he's polite, always has a smile on his face and doesn't pan handle, yet people do tend to toss him food and money to keep him from starving. He never seeks shelter (I've seen him braving the worst of storms) and keeps only what's necessary to shield him from the elements. He has chosen this life and for nearly three decades has done so in peace; constantly moving from corner to corner to keep the police from arresting him for loitering.
    
    People get so frustrated with where "they are" during their life time that they do everything possible to place themselves elsewhere to do so. I tell my kids that "this" (pointing to my brain.) 'is' where you live, everywhere else is just a location...They give me that 'ya right' look and shake there heads.    


     Virtual reality seems to be easiest way to do this now day's, with all these video games and Television.( I'm not knocking it, I tend to get into it at times; I think it's fun also.) but still everything in moderation right? But I'm sure you know someone (like I do.) that takes it a bit to far, using it as a shield to block out reality.



   Reality is a bitch, it keeps banging no matter what, till it gets an answer...


I Remember reading Eckhart Tolle, and later finding that being 'present' was extremely difficult when thoughts were constantly distracting my brain. To this day I feel that 'Tolle' is more beneficial to the 'post-liberated' individual than those who are not. The references made in many cases are more readily seen when liberated. Not having walked the path only leaves, one confused and leery of the writer himself or with a temporary feeling of wellness.  


  So as Strange as this may sound, I was looking at the stars one night, and it came to me that this universe is teaming with all different forms of energy, and life in turn flourishes from it.


 Another strange observation; I was watching cars drive by and it hit me; "We" in essence are "individual" sparks of energy, transported within our bodies throughout our day; and in order to stay alive we must care for it as such, (almost like a car battery needs electrolytes to keep a charge.) constantly feeding, and nurturing it to stay alive but in time the battery dies anyway...


Doctors (In America.) are overpaid mechanic's, and in some cases even come off with a "God complex" free of charge...These bodies we're in aren't perfect (just like cars.) yet so complex that we can experience and interact with the world around us. It seems that enjoying the ride is only cherished, when a person is  liberated/Awakened or by those with a terminal Illness. Although illness has nothing to do with liberation, Except at the brief moment prior to death.<---Hence letting go of the body/thought process.


It actually is a miracle at an intellectual level. Our bodies make it possible to temporarily exist on this planet. It's not about being male, female or any nationality; It's about the life-force within.


  I try to make it a point every day not only to interact with my "Scotties", but to simply look at nature, animals are the perfect example of a liberated spirit. To live ones life and that's it... It all boils down to natures necessities. (Very crude and simple.) Yet no baggage or roles to play either...  


 Which leads me to my own hypothesis, (Try wrapping your Brain around this one ;^)  What if in fact that "we are" the very life forms that all these alien stories are all about? All this research and constant looking towards the stars in search of life beyond this planet, And people dedicating their life's looking outward, only to ignore the very thing within them that is the key. Not the bodies that we inhabit, but the energy or life form within us that has evolved to survive on this planet ...Okay scientists put that in your pipes and smoke it!!  Come on guy's, I mean that if we did find life that adapted to some other terrestrial place, they to would have to adapt just like us where they live right? And what is it that keeps them alive? It is exactly what it is that allows you experience life as we know it... Formless, Pure, Energy.






      

Slay the demons---->Don't Feed em'

   Why are we here?      What what do we want?..."The Hope of every person is simply, Peace of Mind."-----Dali Lama.


  I've heard it time and time again..." If things keep going like this I'm gonna have a nervous break down and check myself into a mental ward!"...(Though I prefer to call it,"The Enchanted Kingdom";^) No, I haven't been to one personally, yet I hear the drugs are pretty good...


This process, for the medical/pharmaceutical professionals is a multi billion dollar industry that guaranties nothing to it's patients just on going maintenance...Hence job security.


Drugs suppress the body's response, but doesn't treat the 'symptom'. Mental health professionals over the years have made endless attempts to cure individuals of these ailments and have made some breakthrough's regarding the abnormality's of some patients, from the bodies physical aspect; But Scientist's are still in the dark about 'what' functions the brain. We're not talking about neuroscience here just every day "peace of mind".


  Whether life experiences, (burned into ones memory) thoughts or dreams that permeate the 'soul', these same thoughts tend to leave an seemly never ending impression throughout ones life. In reality you can't 'un-see' whats been seen, 'un-live' what's been lived; These memories, (Seen in a non-dualistic way.) are wisdom and strengthening references and in no way define who one's self 'is', nor a label us as victims, just survivors with a story. Spinning horror stories over and over only recreates the fear, sadness and depression; torturing one endlessly, and leading them toward, misery and suffering.


   Looking around each day I see how people so freely immerse them self's into distractions and varied illusions (T.V., Movies, Games etc.) to help distract or even disconnect with reality, and seem to be so unhappy with the way things are; Drama seems to pacify and temporarily disassociate people with there own life's.


  With all these distractions how can we focus on thoughts anyway? Society has bombarded us with so many tasks and means of social interaction we've lost touch with the one thing we've had ever since we've been born...Our Body. The body doesn't lie. It may go unnoticed by it's host (except for eating, bathing, sex ;^) , and work; but in this society, boy's need to be tough, girls need to be tougher than boy's, and basically we all need to suck it up and be the best we can be, and at the same time raise our families, stay out of debt, and so on and so on.<-----Get the drift?... Basically It's not "cool" to have feelings.


    Monitoring feelings, is the only way to truly sense the affect, all these "Self" imposed thoughts have on the body; While old habit's are hard to break, going unchecked only leads toward mental breaks and physical ailments taking place within the body. We're so accustomed to interacting to the world around us that we never get to really sit down and clean up our own "crap" we acquired, each day, week or at all!! It just builds and builds till we "break down". 



   All there is....Is the body and the mind that's it..."Thoughts", lets face it, they have no mass and do not exist in reality what so ever. The mind merely stores these bits of information, until you either act on them, save them for later, or forget them all together.


   Identity, ownership, it's all a lie... You are a living being, with life experiences unique only to yourself, and that's all. The rest is just baggage, keep what you like, but if it disturbs you then fucking dump it "it has no mass and serves no purpose". It's all just distractions that keeps you from enjoying what's truly important in life-----> The present.



   These thoughts can even be considered 'magnetic' in nature; (When the "self" is at the center.) They attract and build upon one another, creating an impression of something so unbearable that it's host will undoubtedly act or react upon, either outwardly toward those around them, or stress that the body reads as an on going physical "threat". People are treated everyday for stress related illness,In Which medication alone doesn't cure the underlying cause of the affliction to the body.


The flip side of this "demon" is addiction... You name it... drugs, alcohol, sex, gaming, food... Whatever it is that hits that "spot" in the brain... Stopping at nothing to get more.
Thoughts in this case relentlessly build for the sake of the addiction itself, with no regard for it's "host" or the loved ones around them. We've all heard stories of those whose  addictions have driven them towards desperate means of attaining the source of ones addiction. Again training the mind toward abstaining from the addiction is not only big business but also in most cases a life long commitment of those afflicted.


 The objective of these "Demon" type thoughts are to occupy us...Not to defeat us...


  Suicide can also be attributed as being a major factor of these type of thought patterns; Tricking the mind into believing that there is no other way, to end one's suffering and trying to write an ending to a story that in fact, would end in the termination of the body that hosts it's very existence.
   
   So it all boils down to "Repetition", it took repetition to build the illusion... It takes repetition (Like a sledge hammer tearing down a wall...) to see that the "self" (and it's demon's) don't exist... Everyday we challenge the world around us pretending to be clever and intellectual, yet we don't stop (really) and think about cleaning up our own "shit" till it bites us in the ass, Reality's a bitch and will set you straight every time. 


 
This is your ride, your life. Why should you remain a prisoner to your own thoughts?