1-27-12   Kin 139  9 Cauac

When in Rome do as the Romans do; when in a local bar room and the customary brawl breaks out, either get under the table or start swinging. It’s that simple! A declarative sentence states something. Dogs chase cats. An imperative sentence commands. Go to the store. What is the difference between the two? (Nothing, really; or everything, depending on your particular frame of reference) It’s all in how you perceive what is being said; then, unconsciously your selected individualized response appears.

How accurate we are in discerning what takes place next is totally inconsequential. The apparent fact that we involved ourselves in the flavored episode is quite enough. Or, is it? Understanding the vent, comprehending the various threads entangled and appreciating the vivid lesson arrive much later; IF, it ever shows up, at all. Most often times, we are far too busy to recapture ‘mull over’ what happened unless, in some way, we get the benefit from it. Benefit? What a strangely attractive word, yes? NO. Benefit does not bring to us Santa’s sleigh full of goodies. On the contrary, those things in our life that have been apparently beneficial have cost us far more than the passing moment of thrill associated. Why? Because we wouldn’t “leave ‘well enough’, alone,” as my Capricorn grandmother used to say.

Yes, once having felt the thrill of elation or the demise of depression, (either one, matters none), we selfishly intended to push the moment past the immediate gratifying occasion. We wanted (expected) some sort of recognition or gratitude either to be given or shown by, or to the other. Why? Because of our need to feel ‘special’, entitled and deserving of the extra moments of attention in glory or pity. We all do it, continually. Whether we are conscious of our ‘grasping hands’, we openly look for the incidents, that once again, set us apart as separate, distinct and unique. We never stop to consider that how we understand, perceive, react and receive the detached event determines the level of consciousness imbued to us from our precious ruthless soul. In other words, we are offered one more circumstance to stand back and ‘watch ourselves in full animated action’.

How correct we are in comprehending the energetic movements becomes the gateway into self-realization. Not that we will ever be able to truthfully dissect any event or relationship, but the sheer observance of it (like as in physics) causes the relevance to change. Our words and actions defy us as far as they convey disguised relevant detriment! Wow! What does that mean? It means we are the undeniable necessary part of the sacred process which unfolds through the soul’s experiment in human activity. Am I implying we are something beyond human beings? I think I am. Possibly, we are Masters of Divine Essence who have simply forgotten our sanctified heritage. In other words, we have no need to prove we are so special when we already occupy the realm of defied flesh.

It’s sort of like when we purchase an object simply because it catches our fancy on that particular day. But, after the novelty or spark of interest wears off, we simply forget about it. Toss it in a corner, drawer, closet, attic, or garage and never again pay attention to it, again UNTL we accidentally run across the item while engaged in some other momentous life-sapping activity of importance in the distant future. Then, we callously, curiously remember for a second---IF we care to invest that much concentration--- of the day, place and hour and reason for having purchased it. WE may at that precise instant, if we so decide, comment upon its by-gone value, retrieve for present admiration and/or quickly dispose of it forever. Did the item diminish in value simply because it was forgotten? No, does it become more ‘special’ simply because it was restored to a place of recognizable merit? No.

We could realize, if we so choose, at the moment we purchase any thing, the enormity it does, will and shall continue to possess as an object of our unconscious affection; which means something more than what it appears to offer. We cannot merely dismiss the things, toss them out or forget their point of origin any more than we can denigrate our celestial beginning. When we discharge those parts of ourselves which are sublime in nature and inappropriately try to replace them with a false reproduction, as such, by/through the magnifying of emotional events, people or salutary events of hoopla, we decompose our sublime psyche. Yes, I am also referring to those irrefutable blatant times when we blow up circumstances of distress, anxiousness and despair. Whether exalted or abased, situations which cause us undue unrest and turmoil, excitement or elevation are noteworthy human experiences.

We are responsible for the observance of our interactions with that thing (person, place, event), not with the obsessive need to possess, attach or control the thing, the care of our immediate attention of reverence, acknowledgement of the thing, the nurturing and appreciation of present association of that thing and finally the disposal and disintegration of that thing, as returning into ourselves. Needless to say, unless we can wear, digest or use the thing as a mode of evolutionary transportation, it would be disadvantageous for us to reach out and obtain any THING. It is reported that Jesus said, “I and the father are one; IF you have seen me, you’ve seen the father.” When we invest our human effort, energy, thought and total being in a conscious sanctified interaction, knowing fully well, that the things, (people, places and events) are all endowed with the same hallowed intent, then and only then, are we released from the toilsome burden of the adversary’s debilitating desire to be recognized ‘as more’ than we already are. That stark definition, alone, is a devil’s hell where there is no quenching relief!

1-26-2012 Moon in Pisces Kin 138 8 Etznab

If you’re jean suited, slumped over, while riding on an old faded red Farmall Tractor or decked out in Tiffany Diamonds, laid back in a 23 passenger seated stretch limousine, driven by a professional chauffeur makes little difference in the grand scheme of things. It’s a very short run either way. Both vehicles demonstrate a particular mind set which does not alter one ounce of essence in one’s life. These elastically constructed experiences vanish before the trip ends, unless one emerges from the temporary seat of illusion with himself/herself, completely aware of the episode’s inability to alter evolutionary events. In other words, we shall all go through many of these various scenes, some more than others; and, depending upon the stage, state and status of our emotional barometer, at the time, the occasion will prove to be invigoratingly exciting or mentally depressing.

All events seem to occur on the outside; yet, nothing could be further from the supposed reality in which we inhabit. Our emotionally constructed world is built upon prior ingrained knowledge, preferred conceptual imagination, rehearsed memory filtered through years of conditioned responses. The entrenched habit of our vain contrived interactions is stilted and pretentious. We are incapable of venturing into the moment without a prefabricated thought of what is expected and/or initially desired. We don’t want demonstrated truth IF it interferes with our embedded ideas and intended plans. We may physically imagine and even go so far as to try to convince ourselves that we are interacting in the present circumstances but either our attention is locked into the past comparing the immediate situation or projected into the future competing for more of or ‘better than’ what is actually taking place.

We are simply not present for our lives. IF we were, we would not be carried away by the seemingly outer events which transpire that annoy or elate us. We would remain unmoved by the emotional barrage of festering self-generated relational parasites which tend to elevate or destroy. IF we would but stop to realize with ungoverned certainty that we cannot find what we think we want by searching. NONSENSE, you may say. But, ponder this: IF you could obtain what it was you thought you wanted, then you would have to cease all other propositions of desire for the one thing you think you lack. Let me try to better explain the difficulty is pursuing something in you that is NOT lost. YOU are complete in/with/by the present circumstances enveloped. The relationship is always with yourself though the other appears to interact. Now, I realize I’m in deep, congested waters divulging these esoteric unappreciated words.

When you stop looking for something that is not missing, in you, then you will meet what it is you have not yet encountered in yourself. Instead of projecting these needs onto the other and into various themes of successful, productive living or destructive, depressive unfulfilling affairs, you will realize you carry every possible incident prior to it appearing to happen. Deep heady stuff; I know, but none the less tangibly expressive. Every possible experience you will ever encounter refuses to be held back from you simply because you are necessary for it to unfold. What did I just say? I said your life is filled to overflowing with outwardly apparent obstacles (including the euphoria attached to what appears to be fortunate times: YES, that is an obstacle/barrier, as well, for it prevents you (prolongs) the de-masking process obtained when facing all of you, entirely without the accumulated incognito .

So many things thwart our attempts to break through the veil of forgetfulness but at the same time I write these words, I realize that is not altogether true. For nothing we will ever meet, in or out of the cosmos, can continue to frustrate us, except that we need to be discouraged for a season. Ambiguous, yes. We, as the integral part of life that we manifest and reside in, is so mysteriously and mischievously designed to keep us from obtaining what it is we have convinced ourselves we need in order to be complete. {Better explanation?} The impossibility resides in the fact that you can’t experience what you don’t in all reality show up for presently to incorporate. Not by comparison of yesterday or in competition of tomorrow.

So, how do we confront that which we are seemingly involved with without a lust of result? How do we drop the basic human need to get something from the encounter? Even, if that something is merely the idea of becoming enhanced for having met the situation or person? Nothing adds or takes anything away from us. Got that? We are never cheated, or increased by outer circumstances, people, places or partnership. They in no way add one iota to our life and its wealth of goodness. We are passively being subjected to our selves at every moment, in as much as we are encountering the moment in fullness.

It’s all a matter of conscious choices of various experiences with no one scene being more profitable than the other. There is no person who can ‘help you along’ or ‘hinder your progress’. If you prefer the tractor, plow your way to relic’s oblivion. If the ostentatious luxury ride is more your style, at the appointed moment, then blow it out in luxurious flair, as you go. The stagnation arises when we become dependent on either one for our sense of well being, sense of worth and happiness.

Remember: they are merely pleasure/pain rides integrated for and from you. We remain the same coming in as we do going out. As Jesus so eloquently, stated: WE are in this world but not of it.” How, then, could we ever be lost, except, of course, if we’re stumbling around pretending not to “KNOW the truth that sets us free?” Paraphrased.

1-22-12 Moon in Capricorn goes in Aquarius at 10 pm Kin 134 4 Ix

“Talk is cheap”, or, so they say. I’ve known a number of people who are an expert at talking but following through with their words to action is an entirely different matter. Ain’t it funny how some people can go on and on about something they know very little, If anything, about? More so, when it comes to handing out advice, you’d think they were Socrates, himself. Problem is, they, along with their empty words fall on deaf ears, simply because we all know the performing fools, who spout off words like a bad case of flatulence. We just shake our heads as if in agreement and then turn away to another subject in haste. As we quickly leave the scene, we can still hear them blabbering in the wind about how “we’ll be sorry” if we don’t listen to what they had to say.

‘Sorry’ would be the state IF we lingered with these shallow minded folks too long. They jabber and clabber in droves; easy to spot, just look at the crick in their necks and the amount of times they swallow before finishing one simple sentence. It’s not what they say, may in some dimension of time, have relevance; it’s just they don’t take their own advice. In some warped way of thinking, they believe they HAVE the answers for everyone else. They mistakenly believe they are infallible possessing the powers of superman and the intellect of Einstein. Smug and self-confident, they expect people to look up to them, as if they are setting some sort of example.

Philosophically, these people are walking paradoxes. It’s a strange phenomenon, but when a person wholeheartedly believes he is sharing, and is hell-bent on delivering truth, he probably isn’t speaking anything near what is needed; for the other person, at least. An age old Chinese aphorism states, “Truth can’t be uttered.” Truth is a bizarre creature. He flees from those who wish to exploit him for glory’s sake. In other words, when we seek to gain credit or benefit for something we are trying to say, we miss the bird who just shit on our head.

Truth is inconsistently resilient and will not conform to personal parameters. Truth remains relative and inexpressible except through action. “Walking the talk” may be a more accurate way of defining it. When we live our truth, we have no need to garner proselytes. That’s exactly where impatient Christians fall short. Instead of simply living the gentle peace, serenity and joy discovered, they want to convert, continually. Yes, it was, Jesus so beautifully reminded us, “Let your light shine before men so that it might glorify your father in heaven.” (Paraphrased) Most often times, however, people are not satisfied with living their truth they want to lambast others with it.

If you have genuinely found something that makes a difference in your life, you don’t have to tell others, repeatedly. They will see it in you. Because we exemplify, in action, every word we could possibly infectiously overzealously utter, the ones we would want to notice will be showered by our enlightenment. Our bodies have a unique way in shaping our innermost perceptions. We walk with either a bounce or a drag. Our limbs flow like a ballerina’s butterfly’s pose or they reflect the enormously heavy loads we carry by the awkward slouch in our gait. It’s a relatively safe assumption to say that when we speak, the internalized authenticity of our words either penetrates the ether or grossly deflects in the opposite direction. Haven’t you ever experienced that dreaded silence hovering over an imbecile layered conversation?

In other words, people know who and what we are as soon as we open our mouths to speak. By the distinct way our words are enunciated, the calibrated pitch, inflected and resonated tone, concise duration of correctly pronounced syllables, in addition to the specifically selected vocabulary used. It is highly unlikely to cover up our ‘impossible to remove’ ingrained character, defined by environmental background, family upbringing, depth of education, social conditioning, biological make-up, hereditary biases, and influential personal experiences. We may try to impress but unless what we say is real, ‘natural and convenient’ (to us), the words will proceed flat, false and faulty!

Nothing is more humiliating than ‘running our mouths’ in high gear with nothing of value to say. Especially, when we are trying to tell others what they should or should not do. We instinctively know when a person is ‘pulling the wool over our eyes’. Our habitual thoughts and images show themselves all over our bodies, most assuredly in the phrases we choose to use in conversation. We can never be fooled by the other UNLESS and UNTIL we want to be. Remember: we gravitate to the people, places, circumstances and WORDS; we need to interact with for a continued healing and revealing.

The most beautiful words which embody our flesh reverberate as sweet, lyrical music for others when we are being true to our nature (calling). But, just as important and relevant, when the same words are not being heeded by ourselves, we dissipate our vital life-giving energy. We age and suffocate our spirit. Become acutely aware, at all times, that when we speaking to another, we are really talking aloud to ourselves. Listen carefully to the symbolized thoughts which are in need of modified structure and form. That’s the intricate viable part the other person plays. Realize how the messages are delivered for you and you, alone. Listen with a receptive heart to your conversations. You can learn so much IF you shut up!

1-21-12 Moon in Capricorn Kin 133  3 Ben

I heard someone say the other day, “I’m so mad, I don’t know what to do.” And, just as soon as I heard the words, I also heard an echo of memory flow through my head from my Grandmother, who would have been 111 years old had she lived until this day and age. What were the words that shot through my head at that precise instant? “Scratch your mad ass and get glad.” That’s right. She had a deadly way of expressing herself with a few words. But, the truth is: life is not going to rearrange it affairs to suit you. You will just have to get in the excruciating long line for the wish-maker to grant your latest whim. Don’t know IF he will grant it or not; that’s the 64 million dollar question. Sometimes, it seems he does other times, not so much.

Probably, my Capricorn grandmother learned, and not without a lot of heartache and disappointment that getting mad doesn’t really serve any viable purpose. What happens when anger surfaces, the person senses the hopeless reality of not being able to control his feelings or thoughts. People certainly don’t like to be shown how inept they are in situations which are beyond their control. Some people will go as far as to try to prove his position even IF it ruins the relationship or friendship involved. When we fight against or try to defend emotions we value much, we end up exacerbated them. In other words, the negativity grows leaps and bounds, therefore compounding the already untenable situation.

Anger usually precedes shocking self-centeredness, dishonesty and self-indulgence. In other words, when one becomes angry, he loses all sense of fairness, rationality and affability. He is incapable of discerning the all consuming mood of ill repair. IF we validate our deeply ingrained and sensitively attached emotions, when in the heat of an argument, we are more or less guaranteeing the frustrated feelings will remain with more agitated resilience, long after the confrontation has taken place. Even though, we may not realize how unpleasant we are to be around, the people living 1000 miles away can detect our determined vehemence. The severely attached emotional point, we try so hard to drive, has been driven into the ground, (so many times before) where we stand, creating an abyss we fall head-long into.

Now, it’s time to get a little more honest IF we are ever going to confront and disarm the ‘mad bull’ that thrives on our sense of ‘specialness.’ We must admit we want to be heard! Why? Because we think we have something important to say. We want people to recognize us and all that we do. We NEED to know we matter. We have interpreted our lives as an ongoing affair of being shut down or dismissed prematurely. Or, as if, we were placed in a subordinate chair. We never liked the way it made us feel. So, when we got older and bigger, or both; we determined we would never be made to feel second best again.

But, we never one time stopped to consider where and how these false assumptions were gathered and applied to our character. Here’s the deal. Substitutions, all through our lives we always used substitutions. We settled for what we perceived as second best due to an erroneous importance we gave it. Never once did we question whether what we ascribed as having some real significance in life mattered to us. IF it mattered to someone else, that was good enough for us. We allowed the ideas, thoughts, preoccupations and ambitions of others to rule us. We never said anything because we wanted to like them and moreover, to be LIKED by them. For us to have had to say something (speak up) we would be openly saying, “Forget about it. I don’t like that! I think it’s stupid.”

Then, we would have had to accept the consequences of our being different, not running with the herd, or more catastrophic, totally dismissed for what we liked and enjoyed. We experienced, more than anything else, that we would be laughed at and ridiculed beyond belief. So we stuffed the anger, along with the superficiality. Unfortunately, it grew to epic proportions underneath our smiling, accommodating facade. Up until this point, we have never spoken one true thought without feeling guilty, ashamed, or embarrassed. We may have hinted at what we wanted to say, but that’s not good enough. IF we are ever going to release the abusive hold anger has on us, we must never temper our, desires and ambitions. When we speak our truth, the rest falls away. That’s all well and dandy ‘if’ we’ve arrived at the guru state, and have realized the power to self-revelation to the point of deciding to sing the song of ambiguity for effect. But, if you have not, you are adding to your own self imposed misery, by continuing to lie to yourself, consciously.

Have you ever seriously asked yourself, ‘Am I doing what makes me 100% contentedly, motivatedly fulfilled, barring nothing and no one?” Or, “Am I living my life in the shadow of another’s expectations or silent demands? Anger is nothing more than sublime, sacred, sexual, creative, artistic energy which is NOT being channeled properly. Find your hole and plug it!

1-20-2012 Kin 132 2 Eb
Moon in Sagittarius goes in Capricorn at 5:40 pm

Passion, like the exuberant joy surrounding a child’s birthday celebration, represents the festive energy for unadulterated living! We must never forget how to laugh, love and liberate our innate sense of wonder. We must continually fuel a natural inclination to burn within our bosom for something. Matters not what that particular something signifies, but what does matter is, that we sizzle with an abundance of thrills whenever we think about it. I’m talking ‘goose-bump’, hair raising up on our arms’ noticeable sensations.

This unadulterated passion constitutes whatever is deeply personal and reverently sublime to us. So personal, the act itself remains in a sacredly private world where no one ventures to tarnish or dull its brilliant adoring scent and inexplicable flavor. Am I talking about an undisclosed secret of some sort? Not necessarily but the object of our affection must contain an air of fantasy, no matter if it is simply the chewy center of a cherry tootsie roll pop. Our dreams contain what we wanted must as a child; whether we ever actually participated in the daydream, we WANT what it represents. As William Wordsworth so aptly stated, “…But trailing clouds of glory do we come…” knowing full well, no matter the conditions of our individual childhood, what we aspire to is a grand exhibit!

No, not for the adorning accolades that may come from it, or the honorable mention write up but for the sheer roaming pleasure offered. We need not to receive benefit or glory for having entertained our grand desire. OH! No. Simply to engage, full force, sustains us. Every ounce of our individual power must be engaged in the object of our majestic desire. We recognize its blazing bountiful beauty before it beckons. We know instinctively we were born to feel the sensational grandeur. Nothing else will suffice. No imitation or facsimiles, please.

If we are admired it WILL NOT be because we pursued the destined course. Our enduring joy arises because we are aware of what spins our centrifuge. No amount of galley response will make bit of difference. Will not retreat from the last frontier, which is the primary motivating horizon and single calling card of our lives. No amount of money or financial success will deter us from our divine purpose. No other accomplishment will compensate for our loss of personal integrity IF we do not aspire to and obtain our precious yearning.

Our one transcendent passion sustains us all the days of our lives. Without it, we are nothing short of numbed oblivious sprouts of meaningless vessels of ill descent. We do not yearn to do what we want to do for any reason other than we want to do it totally, unrepressed and unapologized. I reiterate, not for one smidgen of profit, advantage or improvement. We are not in need but in celebration of the whimsical delight associated. Under no circumstances, does it matter (Or will it ever matter) to us, in the least, that we can say we have it, had it, done it, been involved with it. No. That would be the worst form of adultery. We shall never be guided by the glossed over desire to impress others, in spite of it.

The more trouble we overcome in obtaining our passion, the more precious it becomes. We will not be daunted, depressed or dejected IF it appears that life has detained its arrival. The wait makes the appearance all the much sweeter. The sanctified art of creative expression is hidden in the passion and will not be denied any more than urine will escape the body when the bladder is full. We were born for an undisclosed unified purpose of celestial origin. From whence we came, we do not know and from where we shall return we cannot, with a guaranteed assurance, say. But, the glorious hint of our galactic relevant source will not be stayed when we unite with the on-going party of our ruthless soul’s intent.

Will we seek approval? No. We will ask permission to dive into its depths? Not a chance. We will bathe in the fullness of the incandescent light of ecstasy’s liberation! Yes, sheer eroticism experienced at the core of our existence. We will do it just ‘because it’s presented and it’s what we wanted to do from the foundational of the world. We breathe, move, and have our essence of human flesh for nothing else. Our one unmitigated passion is no more separate from us than the blood that runs through our veins. And, like royal rich life-sustaining blood, IF it doesn’t keep pumping, we die.

Kin 131 1 Chuen 1-19-2012 Moon in Sagittarius

We are determined to be right! No matter the consequences or difficulties involved, we normally are not accustomed to admitting we are wrong. Call it pride, ego, arrogance or conceit, the idea of another viewing us as not having the answers, being well-informed and ‘in the know’, infuriates us to no end. The imploding impetus defies comprehension. Why are we so driven by a need to be elevated? What is it exactly, planted in our personality, that drives us to be thought of as so important? Why does it matter? Sooner or later, we must admit we cannot possibly know it all. In fact, it’s ludicrous to even imagine we can know but a minute proportion of anything. We don’t have enough years on the earth, nor do we have the capability of being that informed. Realizing that our particular contribution to on-going story of life is quite diminutive by comparison is really refreshing and liberating when approached with an open and receptive mind. We’re simply not supposed to shoulder the entire world, an impossible Herculean feat to say the least.

Certainly, we want to believe we are the master of our own self-centered, self-propelled, self-generated universes. In the beginning, not much harm involved, but when we go beyond the realm of invulnerability, we create all sorts of unnecessary complications for ourselves and others. Autonomous self-sufficiency fades in the face of the undeniable quivering realization of how quickly a moment of robust life can transform into an ‘all or nothing’ leap into the unspeakable abyss. Without a second’s notice, our smug lives can be transformed from ruling supremacy to ravaged, tormented ‘smashed to smithereens’ imperceptible dust. We are shown, without a smidgen of hesitation or doubt, just how insignificant we are in the scheme of things.

When facing death, of ourselves or those who are the closest to us, by/through the grips of a debilitating deteriorating disease, a gut-wrenching, unfathomable truth cuts through to the core of our superfluous facade of strength and intelligence. We are immediately brought down to the level of unmistakable coldblooded awakening: we are powerless, incompetent, totally unintelligent and immeasurably incapable of controlling or changing one iota of what is to be. In other words: we don’t have the answers; we never did. ‘Pretending to know’ crumbles like stale cornbread. We can get mad, glad or indifferent; it does not alter one breath of the impending hopelessness associated.

What can we do at this point? Cling to the present stark hint of reality, that maybe, just maybe, we are all part of an intricately connected divine grand scheme, which we are graciously allowed to take part in, as incomprehensible contributory factors, in the sanctified whole which matters in some way that satisfies and completes our soul’s ruthless purpose. While in the midst of the horrific whirlwind of devastating emotional/psychical havoc, our incalculable selfishness emerges with such ferocious vengeance, we are surprised by the unjustified anger we harbor toward a loving god, we have either served or, at the very least, pretended to exist for our supreme benefit. We have, up until this point, erroneously believed that if we were ”Good” enough, we could ask anything and he would grant our wishes, sort of like an on-call genie.

Little did we KNOW, he or any other God is simply not interested n our goodness. They are ‘plenty enough good’, already, without our addition. It is at this demolished point; we are forced to move beyond the personal demands to the impersonal resolutions just to get by. We reconcile our divisions of mind and heart, much later. As one ancient writer, Paul, so aptly stated, ”Work out your own salvation through fear and trembling.” Whether the conscious transformation occurs slowly or instantly, we will undoubtedly be ‘changed in the twinkling of an eye’, by the events suffered through and endured. Our hardened hearts will be melted by sheer force of the cleansing fires of trial, tribulation and testament. It’s one of those rare blessings in disguise.

Youth, beauty, strength, sexual prowess and intelligence will fade, but a contrary disposition is hard to dispose of. Our particular paths will be such that not a lot of emphasis will be placed on either one. The sun shines on the just and the unjust. The benefits and detriments of our actions nullify and sustain satisfactorily. Experienced earned wisdom penetrates forever. That is, unless we try to dissect, disassociate and dismember the bits of pain laced gold, you find along the way. The worst mistake we can ever make is to inaccurately suppose we have been singled out to receive more than our share of harm. Not so. You, nor I, are that ‘special’ to get an extra portion. To try to cling to such belligerent ideas makes for rough sailing.

When we release our iron clad grip for continual recognition, experience true liberty. As long as we cling to a projected idea of ourselves, the longer our misery remains. Remember: we are in possession of nothing, ever. Nothing, nothing …nothing can be possessed, least of all the aggrandized thoughts we try to maintain about ourselves. As soon as we set about to try, we’ll lose our sanity, first, then the object of our unbalanced affection. After a little bit of living, a lot of learning and a tremendous amount of loving, we will come to KNOW our obsessions are no more than reflections of the insecure flaws, OUR compulsive NEED TO BE RIGHT, projected in our own warped personality. It’s a simple matter to be healed of such asinine energy. Don’t we ever want to be whole, healthy and happy?

1-18-2012 Kin 130 13 Oc moon in Sagittarius @ 2:30 pm

We each, and the other, live in our own prefabricated worlds. Though it may seem as if we are interacting with others, the convincing illusion that more exists than the fragmented parts of ourselves, so much so, we dream up, invent, construct and manufacture various conflicting scenarios to occupy our time on earth. The truth is: we are generated, concentrated and motivated by the ‘whims and whams’ of our making. We none venture too far from our decided self-vested intentions. Have you ever asked yourself IF what you believe in-the major portions of your life that constitute your finite existence- made any sense? Did anyone else ever ask you if what you believed in made any sense? Does it have to?

IF, what you are propelled by/for/over/in/through/into, makes for the casual factor of sensual artistic impetus: to question, learn, know more, feel more, do more, experience more of life’s overflowing bounty, then why try to explain? Go with it! No matter how many heads are turned in shock or disgust. Who cares what the others have to say about how you choose to construct your version of reality? One’s personal beliefs are like ‘religion’, in all probability; they are ones religious foundation from which every other belief is supported. Your method of life is precisely that: YOUR method of getting by the best way you can with the selected ideas you want to live out. Ones individual expression of life represents a very, very private matter. IF you are living authentically, to the best of your finite ability, your actions defy all rationality and objective reasonableness. And, rightly so; now, give thumbs up!

Some people may even say you’re incapable of being helped. In fact, I would hope they would say that. Why? Because you are NEVER in a position of needing help from anyone. What on earth am I talking about? I am alluding to the times when people THINK they are ‘helping’ you when in fact, they are intruding, interfering and prying into your affairs and wanting to be congratulated for it. Moreover, in those contagious times of anxiety and highly charged emotions, IF you do not accept their vain soaked, self-vested infringement, they get offended. But, what should you care? Except that you, have in some way, been carrying around unreleased guilt which you needed to find a place to deposit. Yes, you are the other culprit involved in the two-way street of “HELP”.

IF you will remember, that people, including you, get their rewards immediately and have no need (except to gratify ego) to resort to asking for gratitude or acknowledgement for their supposed benevolent acts of kindness. Gratitude belongs to the realm of the divine; those invisible beings which really can’t be explained, defined or elucidated in rational terms. Now, back to the original theme: How can you start KNOWING instead of just believing? By realizing, first and foremost, that all verbal communication is simply a demonstrative dialogue, on the outside, with you, by you, for you and in you. You are really testing, dissecting and tabulating your beliefs with yourself, using the other as a viable means to do so. In other words, you are always talking to yourself no matter who appears to be responding.

Nothing is ever what it seems to be but everything is exactly as it appears for the occasion of your present investigation. What investigation? The exploration of examining just how rooted you are in yourself at any given moment. You are a spiraling galactic force of primal energy which is always turning and twirling throughout the universe. Being rooted in you, standing upon your experience alone, makes for a cosmically justifiable position of commendable repose; one which offers solidity of sacred purpose. In other words, “Being Where You Feet Are” defines your existence without need for explanation. Beliefs are removed while the indispensable KNOWLEDGE of firsthand experience replaces a faulty superficial premise of having to excuse or defend.

There comes a time when borrowed knowledge will not suffice. What you read, have read, will read or what others tell you just won’t get it. You will have to experience to KNOW. Experience is the only true teacher by which all other wisdom is garnered. True power comes from not being moved but at the same time being a flexible as a newborn baby’s legs and fluid as water. Seem contradictory? Of course, it does. It’s impossible to get into one position and stay there. All of life is cyclic in nature. As you forget to remember who you are, you begin to evolve. Unsuspecting Tentacles of opposing origin will naturally occur, which will assist in your ascent. Just remember you are “in this world but not of it.” You would simply be wasting your time by trying to explain, excuse or defend whatever it is you believe in.