JUST PURE BEING
A FREEDOM BEYOND ALL BELIEF….
BEYOND ALL THINKING/WORDS/EXPLANATIONS
TO ANYONE, INCLUDING THE ILLUSORY SELF
THERE IS ONLY
AN UNTHINKABLE- UNSPEAKABLE BEING
MOVED THRU & AS
THE ETERNAL NOW
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Below Afternoon Photos
More Re: this early morning’s Experience + Soulution
I came up here from the monastery last night, sloshing through the cornfield, said Vespers, and put some oatmeal on the Coleman stove for supper. It boiled over while I was listening to the rain and toasting a piece of bread at the log fire. The night became very dark. The rain surrounded the whole cabin with its enormous virginal myth, a whole world of meaning, of secrecy, of silence, of rumor.
Think of it: all that speech pouring down, selling nothing, judging nobody, drenching the thick mulch of dead leaves, soaking the trees, filling the gullies and crannies of the wood with water, washing out the places where men have stripped the hillside! What a thing it is to sit absolutely alone, in the forest, at night, cherished by this wonderful, unintelligible, perfectly innocent speech, the most comforting speech in the world, the talk that rain makes by itself all over the ridges, and the talk of the watercourses everywhere in the hollows!
“Nobody started it, nobody is going to stop it. It will talk as long as it wants, this rain. As long as it talks I am going to listen.”
Rain… Diary of a Stranger
and unless you look for it in the present
you will never find it.
beckons you into silence: an old stone bench,
a lake shore, a certain time in your life. Nothing
small can reside there.
I’m looking for that place now, the kind of place
that puts clocks to rest because something must
come forth to reset everything. I don’t want to
follow these rules and constructs anymore -
written, not written, felt.
Something is asking me not to, and it is wise.
to tap the place that I am longing for, that place
where obvious things cannot be explained. That
place that is called sacred even by those who
have never used the word before.
I want you to sit and wait with me, away from the
noise and the voices of those who speak only to rob
you of your name. What most needs to be heard
hasn’t yet been said.
(c) 2016/Jamie K. Reaser
From "Conversations with Mary"
inside every breath.
It will carry you to the sea of silence.
You sleep, but your heart is awake.
Only a communion of beauty
and darkness can heal you.
Is this not the secret of the moon?
Before they close,
wounds glisten with inward light.
Just like your eyes.
if that is what they want
and is always available
to those with a passion for the truth.
In the welter of opinions
She is content with not-knowing.
She makes distinctions
but doesn't take them seriously.
She sees the world constantly breaking
apart, and stays centered in the whole.
She sees the world endlessly changing
and never wants it to be
different from what it is.
Adapted by Stephen Mitchell
Notes from Before and After Sunrise this morning
a few more photos
And with the above some relief….and then IT Quickly has become
NOW only Inner Core Laughter & Smiles due to irony of how much energy is spent trying to explain anything to a self that has already disappeared and the worst folly, trying to figure how to explain to anyone…but even worse than that…. is trying to explain to a self that does NOT exist.
No wonder we felt paralyzed & poisoned….and NOW there is literally Relief beyond belief in this apparition of
what others experience as : human being.
It’s all only a phantasmic specter that holds all otherwise-“believers” in
everlasting hell and living death.
well described here:
The WETIKO VIRUS
See all of Paul Levy’s Understandings re: this…. here:
OES 4:21 AM
Sunday, August 4, 2019
HOLY HELL this morning…stayed in house all day yesterday waiting for internet technician who finally arrived about 4:30PM
am NOT feeling well at all this morning…
could write/think about this but only makes it worse, of course.
A HOLY HELL in flesh form/consciousness is all it feels.
Something is very NOT OK.
Mind only obsesses about what to pack for leaving island August 10th…and how to do that.
Uneasy feelings and truth is feels like I’m being poisoned…literally.
I saw one other woman that happened to here on this island some years ago…..noone can tell me differently about her demise out of human form…..
HOWEVER I KNOW my own thoughts can just as literally poison
and so that is how we have to take this now.
WHEN ONE KNOWS/IS ONLY WHAT HUMANS NAME GOD
(CREATION’S CORE IN FORM)
MOVES BEYOND ANY SENSE OF SELF OR GOD
THE RELIEF IS BEYOND THOUGHTS/WORDS
UNLESS REMNANTS OF SELF SENSE OTHERWISE
IT IS THEN A HOLY HELL
ALSO BEYOND THOUGHTS AND WORDS
OR ABILITY TO EXPRESS
so what and how to maintain NOW!?
NOW IS THE KEY, THE ANSWER
THE LITERAL MOVEMENT OF FLESH BODY
THAT WHICH CAN NEVER BE THOUGHT OR WORDED
ALL THINKING AND SO-CALLED HUMAN PERCEPTIONS
ALSO KEEP ONE IN EVERLASTING, MOVEMENT
HOWEVER THIS IS MOVEMENT OF
SO HORRIBLE ONE CAN ALSO
NEVER THINK OR WORD OR EXPLAIN SUCH HELL
Sagittarius- Sunday, August 4, 2018
Your sense of responsibility concerning a certain person’s dilemma
needs to be viewed from a more objective vantage point.
Take a few moments and block out the noise of the world.
Listen to the sound of your breath.
This will cut off the incessant stream of internal dialogue.
Pure thoughts will soon come from an inspirational source within.
It is these pure thoughts that will reveal the key to your emotional emancipation.
THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
SUNDAY AUGUST 4, 2019
DETERMINATION LEADS TO SUCCESS
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