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Freezer Burn Discovered on Newly Purchased Ice Cream: Underlying Motivation Established Beforehand

2012-02-22T01:33:58Z

2-20-12 Moon in Aquarius Kin 163 7 Akbal

Milk, when certain bacteria are added becomes yogurt. Human beings, when exposed to mental, psychological, physical, environmental, or financial difficulties-due to unwarranted, unexpected and uninvited emotional subjection-as a result of accidents, bad news, deaths, sudden disappointments, and major loss change our consistency in cerebral form. We are no longer the same as we were before the tragedy. Now, yogurt’s basic composition remains the same; just as we mortals retain our visible molecular shape but inside-at a very basic level-something significant has shifted. Some people love yogurt; others, despise it. It’s all a matter of personal preference.

According to an ancient scripture: Proverbs, 9:12, “If thou be wise, thou be wise for thyself; but if thou scornest, thou alone, shall bear it.” What has that got to do with yogurt and the unfortunate tragedy that befalls us? Everything! Like milk, whose basic consistency is changed on regimented purpose, for a delegated result, we too, are altered, through the various unpleasant, but needful, ‘bacteria adding’ incidents that occur in life for a divine purpose, though we don’t necessarily know what that “regimented purpose” is at the time. We can either be mad, curse the event and the originator of the event, bemoan, lament, feel sorry for ourselves, cling to false idea that we, in some horrific way, have been robbed, cheated and defiled or we mindfully, gratefully and reverently surrender to the ‘cosmic’ alteration in acceptance knowing that in time, the imbedded wisdom, contained therein, will make us whole.

It’s all a matter of sacrifice; although the circumstances appear as if we had/have no choice. The inherent choice was instilled as part of the DNA in which we were biologically constructed. Sort of like the composition of milk whose consistency could not be altered unless the original make-up was such that by adding bacteria, yogurt would be formed. In other words, yogurt could not be made from orange juice, simply because the intrinsic elements are not there to begin with in order to be transformed. Some milk will inevitably be changed into yogurt; just as some of us will be changed by the intermingling ‘bacterial’ events/relationships that touch our lives. WE are aware, from having attended science class in grade school, that some bacteria are good and some are harmful; some are even deadly, such as E-Coli. The point is: we will be exposed to all sorts of situations that will inevitably change the season of perception around us.

Does that mean that we will all be changed into yogurt? No. We must simply learn to adapt to the changes which occur IF we are going to survive, thrive and jive with the conditions which make us ‘wise, alone.’ I remember reading somewhere that “obedience is greater than sacrifice”. I’ve often thought about whether there was a marked difference. Obedience seems to imply willingness, compliance, submission; whereas, sacrifice demands that we let go, release, surrender regardless of whether we want to or not. But, when you think about it, one cannot take place without the other, no more than milk can be changed into yogurt. The necessary ingredients HAVE to be there in the first place in order for the transition of conversion to occur.

So, too are we imbedded with the necessary ingredients for our transitional course of destiny? We are not going to be subjected to any person, place or thing that we are not more than adequately equipped to handle, master and be able to incorporate the edifying situation as beneficial, no matter the pain involved. Milk could not, would and should not be converted into yogurt unless the process was somewhat mysteriously magical. We, too are the magical byproducts of a cosmically based origin from which we one day will return. Whatever we were prior to entry is certainly not what we maintain as the physical shapes we exhibit now and whatever we were before entry will be altered’ in a twinkling of an eye’ when we depart. So why do we hold onto the unnecessarily vain and apathetic ‘kicking and screaming’ while sojourning?

Important as it would seem, we must remember to approach life with an open and receptive heart, mind, and spirit of voluntary surrender. Not in any sense of the word of being submissively, uncharacteristically pathetic; but, as ruthless warriors who exhume, discover, expose and utilize new found territories, artifacts and historical perspectives of challenging exploration. It’s all a matter of realizing and expected (without dreaded or incited anticipation) what we will be changed in the midst of our shift of seasons. If we could but realize, with celebratory wisdom, that life presents to us the fragmented parts of ourselves which reveal-back to us-the indiscriminate themes necessary for our submissive adaptation. Sounds so harsh, I know, but none the less, true. We will learn to be obedient to a self-generated force that is behind the obvious.

Complicated? Not necessarily. In other words, we are going to be subjected to all sorts of ‘wheels and wiles’ that will inadvertently slay our proposed sense of importance but at the same time, celestial attributes (which can make no sense at all) of strength, honor, conviction and truth will rise up that will sustain and glorify. Life asks no more of us than we are capable of giving and receiving. Ah! Did you pay attention to the last word? Receiving? Our supposed tragedies, full of painful psychological and physical wounding are all part of the gloriously magnificent galactic story of receiving. We are in no position to accurately interpret or decipher the broader implications involved. That feat takes a lot of walking in “wisdom, alone”, along with adjusting to the unfamiliar, uncomfortable strength it invokes.

Being a tower of strength is effective, if we don’t fake it. But, then again, how would we know the difference? Sometimes, when we think we are not strong, we are exhibiting the most fortified strength available to us. We must persevere to the end so that we may be “saved”, so we’ve been told in various philosophical/religious readings. Saved from what is uncertain except our own self-destructive. Self-sabotaging and self-intoxicated manipulative devices. Perhaps, we can’t change our minds even if we wanted to. The inert inclination of predilection is already in operation.

We are inclined to do what we do without much considering the consequences. In fact, the consequences are part of the magical transformative ‘bacteria’ which ultimately alter us. Our celestial winged horses of manifestation are already moving in the stream. We are powerless in our attempts to turn them around. They, like us, are not going to budge. Cosmically, the divine reason for doing something carries us so much further than the premeditated one of supposed advantage we constructed before the project began. In the final synopsis, we must all learn how to flow with the underlying natural rhythm of the current. That is, unless we are instantaneously converted into salmon and, then, we can swim upstream effortlessly.

Seasoned Fisherman Prepares His Tackle Box in Pre-dawn Hours: Futility of How and Why We Save for an Intangible Retirement

2012-02-21T03:29:04Z

2-19-2012 Sun in Pisces Moon in Aquarius Kin 162 6 Ik

Youth is a good thing. It’s part of the magnificently invigorating process of human unfoldment. Youth offers us the unencumbered opportunity to live without fear, hesitation and indecision. When we are young, we don’t think; we just do! We move through the intricate web of life creatively unentangled. We do what we WILL, as enlightened adepts, without having cause or concern for how, why or for what reason we are experiencing the things we do.

We embraced and engaged the incalculably prized, indescribable formative years of highly energized, creative, entertaining, sacredly sensual, sexually artistic experimental youth inspired talented hours as moments spent in spontaneous thought and magical action produced and projected solely from gut-level golden instinct. No one would disagree: a vibrantly retained Youthful spirit is better than all of the gold ever mined. If and when we lose its vivacious thrill, we suffer immeasurably. Not many people are aware when that dull anesthetized state overtakes us. We can only see the fruits of its perilous lack of pulsating fruits. Sickening!

We don’t have to age as bizarre, as that may sound; we are capable of retaining our youthful demeanor and feverishly attractive spirit. How? By the way we choose to think! When we choose to think like a guileless child and respond like an eager robust filled entertaining teenager, we soar to unimaginable hilarious heights. Nothing strips us of our uproarious sense of laughter like the imposed ideas of morality, duty, honor, decency and respect from those adults who sanction and set themselves apart. “WE” are the ones who begin to build our dungeons and fortresses of unbearable restraint long before any law sanctioned cop or holy ordained priest drops their self-limiting impositions on us. We don’t need their self-righteous guidance and law regulated inference for us to do right and do ‘good’.

We are self-governed. “We KNOW that when we are teenagers,” but with enough guilt, blame and shame imposed upon us from repressed adults, we begin to doubt our deeply ingrained personal convictions. We are certainly not the scalawags we are, sometimes, made out to be; but, anything (anyone) will do at the time of fractured emotional confrontational crossroads to be used as a convenient scapegoat. People never want to confront their own repressed demons. Teenagers remind them of the ones they tried to bury unsuccessfully along with the expansive creative freedom attached.

“We must grow up”, they say. “Act like we got some sense.” Would they be referring to the despicably deploring, boring and totally unfulfilling unimaginative non-sensual lives they are masquerading as productive, successful and happy? Give me a break! I’d rather be called a fool; a fool’s fool, but retain a youthfully generative and spontaneously authentic mind. Youth never diminishes denigrates or disappoints us. Youth never creates the problems of parasitical dependent behavior. When free flowing inspired spontaneity, (filled to hallowed overflowing) splashes the water of unconditional realms of enthusiastic, ingenious thinking, unmeasured worlds of ineffable god-infused creations spew forth are shaped and inhabited. Every teenager possesses these unutterable magical gifts.

Most teenagers leave the time-period of perceived rebellion with an unsympathetic critic, cynical judge, pessimistic enemy, and censored warden living within their minds. They let these four self-sabotaging fiends dominate their thoughts for the rest of their meagerly placated lives. They reduce natural pleasure to a bare minimum. Negativity becomes a favored bedfellow who rips to shreds most every inventive idea that could possibly arise from their well-maintained, beleaguered sumptuous appetite of inquisitive search.

“Much Too Insensitive”, you might be thinking. Ah! Which one of the bloodsucking fiends implanted that particular thought? Did it originate from the suppressed golden bough of youth? Yes, I realize gold must be tempered (purified). The purifying process is quite dangerously complex, using high temperature heating and/or hazardous chemical exposure; these combustible processes the human body innately carries. Every exposure of experience is definitively geared to purify the vessel. We are carried by the winds of our incremental change of seasons which supply us with every tool (psychological, biological, sociological, financial, spiritual, mental, sexual and environmental) WE need go through.

To have become so rigidly hardened and socially fearful of acting ‘out of character’, or be motivated by incidental useless opinions:”What will the neighbors think”, “How w ill it look”, or “But, I don’t know if I will succeed”, should immediately be replaced by soul searching, teenage riveting, mental explosive, archeological dig’ excavations. Pointless to remain on earth unfulfilled and unexpressed. [What else you gotta do?]

Have we abandoned the ‘natural and convenient’ sanctified creative instinct in us? And, IF we have for what amount of silver/copper coins rupees have we sold our soul to the devil for? Prestige? Love? Honor? Respect? Reputation? Admiration? Money? Family? Duty? Fame? You tell me. Do you have one sincere passion you would be willing to die for? Jesus was a revolutionary of a man who cup runneth over with unabated passion. So much so in his unspeakable departure uttered “forgive them father for they know not what they do.” Now, that unbreakable conviction!

We are not to roam around as mindless indifferent idiots. Getting by is not enough. Or trying to pretend the more we get will do it for us. NOPE. ‘Fraid not. We are ageless when we are unconditionally receptive. When we don’t plan how we are going to spend our retirement. Retirement, hell! What are we going to retire from? Living? “Forget about it.” (As Donnie Brasco said in the 1997 Oscar nominated movie) Live now! Today! Be unredeemably alive now. {Every moment in every day with complete utter abandonment} Don’t wait for the day when you won’t have to work any longer just so you can piss off your back porch. “Drop those pants and piss off your porch, today!”

Judgment, gossip and fault-finding harden our minds and make us crotchety old before our time. Condemnation immobilizes us and destroys our sexual appeal. Let us allow experimentation in all of the things that interest us and engage our attention, whether approved or not by others. Let beauty be beauty without our invalid interpretation. We are not qualified to express anything of true worth except that it benefits us in some pleasurable way. That’s the god’s honest truth. Wisdom can be folly at times; folly is damn fun! You should KNOW that by now.

Seasoned Fisherman Prepares His Tackle Box in Pre-dawn Hours: Futility of How and Why We Save for an Intangible Retirement

2012-02-21T03:29:04Z

Hammer, Nails, Screws, Hinges Lay upon a Carpenter’s Bench: What We do With What we Got!

2012-02-20T03:12:50Z

2-18-12 Kin 161 5 Imix

Hammer, Nails, Screws, Hinges Lay upon a Carpenter’s Bench: What We do With What we Got!

We, as human beings, continually move, interpret, analyze and transform information. We are curious creatures who will not be satisfied with yesterday’s ideas. We want to know more; motivated to investigate all of the probable avenues accessible to us, we will discover for ourselves what’s what and who’s who doing what’s what. With the advent of the technological computer age, the verifiable ‘road to mindful recognition’ beckons. We are learning, with eager anticipation, that the way we choose to educate ourselves determines the depth and breadth of our particular existence. No longer does ‘hear say’ do it for us. We are propelled to strip the veil of traditional acceptance to expose what lies beneath.

We are no longer afraid to enter unknown territory at our own risk. In fact, we relish the idea of exploring those areas, that at one time, may have been thought of as questionable and derogatory. Gone are the days when other people dictated the acceptable veins of examination. We want to KNOW for ourselves IF this or that is true or IF, at least, the article in question is under scrutiny. Ignorance is no longer excused as with the not knowing the law of the land. We are responsible for our self-motivated inquiry into the subjects of interest to us. We inherently possess a map of curiosity in our heads which impel us to move into the areas that will most benefit us. Unless it interests us, we will not invest time, energy, effort, money and the momentum of movement to pursue the matter.

There are, however, some issues we refuse to push beyond. For whatever reasons, we have established and maintained mental barriers which prevent us from investigating further. Needless to say, this blocked wall prevents our being able to expand our intellectual horizons. Whether the underlying cause be psychologically motivated or biologically prefaced, we need not stand fearfully, on the other side of the door marked, “Enter at thy own risk”, but kick the gnarly wooden bolder down. It’s all a matter of turning our awareness onto the area that up until this point has served to be a nuisance, unresolved issue or taboo. Why in the world would I suggest we investigate taboo themes? Because we will never know, for certain, how or why, when or where, what themes we’ve developed, over a life time became restrictive, preventative, self-limiting ideas, along with the conflicting, contradictory patterns which inhibit growth or remain for preferred self-preservation. Unfortunately, we listen to and capture what we already know; therefore, it’s imperative we keep sniffing for the rat of indifference.

One way of discovering new methods is to try the opposite. The inverse of a matter always (without fail) reveals surprisingly useful information. Why, we mortals are so set in our stubborn and resistant ways continues to be the aggravating insult on human intelligence. When there are so many different ways to approach a subject, to remain fixed (grunted and ground), sets up the indelible grooves of tedious habit. Becoming a notorious explorer of our own ingrained habitual thoughts can prove to be quite exhilarating. Search. Look. Probe. Pay Attention to the seemingly insignificant trivialities which saturate something as simple as the route to the mailbox. Nothing that occurs is without meaning and implication. One thing is attached to another thing which is strung to another thing which leads us to the euphoric prize: self-realization.

Never dismiss an element as being unimportant and irrelevant. Those things, which we may deem as so inconsequential, bring such invaluable insight, when viewed from another perspective. We are so irrationally conditioned; due to a long history of memorized reactions and associations, we assume (jump to false conclusions) that we KNOW what something means simply because we relate the item, person, event, or circumstance with another episode of similar contained value. No wonder we tend to get bored with ourselves; we chase our tails, never giving one moment’s thought to why we continually do the same things over and over again in the same way for the exact same reason.

Are we really that dully uninspired? Do we not have one creative idea thumping against the 2 pound grey mass inside our heads that would be worth exploring? Have we become so fastidiously lazy and stipulated in movements, we can’t or won’t respond ‘naturally and conveniently’? Where is the passion, the excitement, the gyrating, pulsating, vibrating uncharted life left in us to unravel and express? What invigorates us to get up in the morning? Are we simply killing time---going through the motions of unimaginative living ‘waiting for the next bus’, hoping something, someone, somewhere will strike a chord of infectious fever which will cause us to go after what matters to us, do the thing we’ve been putting off, turn the proverbial corner of ‘no return’ of falsity and invalidity?

Have we lost our innate creative ability to discern, for ourselves, (without any approval, validation, or support from another), the ‘red rooster’ deciding factor to go ahead and jump, no matter the outcome. Regardless how foolish it may appear to anyone else or how exaggerated the elaborate scheme seems to be, can we blast our way into the arena of uncultivated terrain? Has every single ounce of innocent unchallenged gullibility been removed, replaced with hardened pessimistic cynicism? How old are we, really?

Now is the moment of non-disparaging commitment. Now is the hour of inscrutable honesty. We will either do what we love-no holds barred-or die creatively, artistically unfilled. We must not leave the matter alone. We cannot afford to ignore the solidified message of spontaneous action. We must not procrastinate. Let’s do it now. Make an irretrievable caveat with ourselves this second that we will not deny the stirring urge. We will get out of other people’s affairs and into excavating our own unexpressed gifts. We realize, we are much too circumvented to sensually respond pleasurably until we withdraw our entwined energy.

We will take ourselves back. Halt. Refrain. Let the other resolve the problem; it is not ours to deal with. We will not touch it. We will stay out of it. It is not our affair. Our opinions are worthless and stupid since we are only partially informed. We resign to stay out of the hornet’s nest unless we enjoy getting stung. How long do we want to be referred to as the “no good busybody who causes nothing but unnecessary problems”? No more. Off with the heads of our busy-bodied well intentions! We shall cease with so many unidentified sneaky questions. We will turn the detective nature upon ourselves.

Eliminate the boring placating quicksand we are drowning in. We KNOW our life is anything but meaningless and uninteresting IF we will just return to it. We will continually remind ourselves: Our ship has sailed but until the captain returns, the vessel is directionless. Did someone say the air temperature and water temperature was the same? Why not check it out?

Defective Parachute Sent Back For Re-Servicing: Why We Must Be Willing to Be Led Astray

2012-02-18T17:04:49Z

The incontestable fact that we already possess everything we ‘need and want’ in our life remains a conclusively clear, unmistakably demonstrative luring avenue of new-found exploration. Yes. We are carrying the ‘ark of the covenant’ filled with the extraordinarily compacted secrets pertaining to our specific direction, guidance and humanly projected purpose for being alive. No one else has the goods for us. We can’t find, in another, what doesn’t belong or pertain to us. We may, in ignorance, inadvertently give enamored credence and distinguished supposition, (even to the point of revered elevation of stature) to someone we THINK knows more, sees more, has experienced more than we have, but the irreplaceable truth remains-staring right back at us from the steamy bathroom mirror- WE are the walking hallowed embodiment of all there is or ever will be for/in/on our particular encompassing self-generated sacred journey.

Every step we take, whether calculated or not, initiates the prescribed ‘method and means’ necessary for the resolution of that one particular movement. In other words, no matter the path we walk, the journey offers the imploding keys of undifferentiated divine substance, arising from ourselves, which are vital and contributory. To put simply: we find what we are looking for while we are busily engaged, searching for something entirely different. Never is the road a straight non-obscured path leading to the treasure pot. We must travel a zig- zag line comprised of interlocking twists and turns, convulsive stops and starts which appear to lead nowhere.

What happens normally, in the course of our designated path of circular events, shows itself as deep-rooted impatience on our part. We want something to occur’ right this minute’ in this precise way by this particular person. We are often, so driven to see results, we cripple or dismantle our efforts. If we would but realize, with absolute certainty, that sublime artistic creativity, beneficial advantage, favored financial streams flow on the wings of accumulated experiences linked together through the opportunities not consciously sought to bring about a desired end. Some may call this feature, ‘luck’; I say that’s as good a term to crudely describe the effects as anything else. The specific term used is not nearly as important as the conscious realization of the subliminal magic associated.

Some people ‘poo poo’ magic either because they don’t understand the intricately involved schematically scientific patterns associated or they simply don’t understand (I’m aware I’m repeating myself) the laborious concentration, focus, dedication and callously objective mental deliberation of observing and following patterns. When one is able to recognize, assimilate and integrate patterns, he is using his instinctively creatively instilled god-given intelligence to the fullest capacity. Stellar patterns exist everywhere in everything. We intuit, without being reminded, that we are spiraling energy vortexes formed and sustained through definite reoccurring patterns.

Are we not surrounded by various probabilities, cycles, sequences and distributions? Just think of one singular motion that does not go through certain (whether sporadic or constant) repeated tendencies. In the same way, our lives are convoluted links structured by the series of uncharacteristic episodes we deem so insignificant at the time they take place. We are surrounded by the solutions to our most perplexing problems; they exist right in front of our very conditioned eyes. We can’t or (won’t) see the other alternative because we are so fixatedly resistant to the illogical. We want everything to make sense. In fact, it does but not from our limited perspective.

How many times have you experienced something that would otherwise be so insignificant that made all of the difference in the world? It could be something as simple as waking up one day to an unexpected phone call. The caller says she’s trying to locate Dr. Buliford Rice. Of course, no one by that name lives at this phone number. But, the call will not leave your consciousness. As you leave for work, you inadvertently catch a commercial, out of the corner of your eye, on television, which advocates the new health benefits of lowering blood pressure, associated with more consumption of rice. On your typical route to work, you notice a blaring billboard, (you’ve never seen before) reaffirming Blood Pressure as the Silent Killer. Within the first few minutes at work, you are shocked to learn of your co-worker sister’s unexpected death (a fatal stroke) during the previous night due to high blood pressure which she did not know she had. You join a few others for lunch; they want to go to a brand new Chinese Restaurant where enormous amounts of rice are served. Upon returning home a coupon for a free bag of Uncle Ben’s Rice is discovered in your mailbox. Now, these events are certainly more obvious and startling than most. But, the point beckons to be noticed: all events are elaborately, inescapably linked together weaving an implacable pattern of insightful paradigms.

Life is celestially magic! Filled with immeasurable patterns which are inconspicuously constructed, and unconsciously delivered; we inconclusively see but the surface of the tallied results. In order, to begin to observe the myopically construed galactic chain of events, we must institute an unprejudiced and objective mind concerning the consequences. In other words, we need be aware that there’s so much more going on than meets the untrained eye. Instead of jumping to familiar conclusions based upon what we are used to seeing, we remind ourselves of the possibility the circumstances being linked to something far greater than we are able to determine at the moment.

The final reading of the path traveled will be anything other than what we currently believe it will bring. We strive much too hard for specific detailed results when the other half of the story remains esoterically concealed. How then, can we accurately decide, what’s the best and most productive action to take on any given course of action? When we are brave and conscious enough to use ‘Death’ as our measuring stick in progression, since he is our most treasured confidant and ally, we may begin to welcome the abrupt unwelcomed changes in our plans.

The cumbersome problem ensues when we have too many items of “what I must do and be in order to be successful” cluttering the mind and house. Why not rid some of them? Better yet, let’s excavate our entire household; attitudes and all. We might just find us under all that mess. Surely WE are there: Somewhere.

Exquisite Yellow Roses Wilt on the Vine: Necessary Process of Destructive Reincarnating Love in Creation

2012-02-18T01:16:28Z

2-16-12 Moon in Sagittarius goes in Capricorn at 12:03 am on Friday Kin 159 3 Cauac

We breathe air in order to stay alive. An abundance of air is provided for our life-sustaining breathing. We engage in miraculous breathing 24 hours day, 7 days a week without cessation. But, what actually happens when we breathe in the oxygenated, nitrogen-laced air that supports our physical organism’s life? We burn it up! We use it as combustible fuel. For further reading, in another article, I wrote 18 months ago, (and have just now posted to the blog) the subject of our continual making of ‘body rocket fuel’ is elaborated. Bottom line: we are literally burning up from inside out.
http://blog.modeofcosmictherapy.com/2012/02/17/walking-talking-combustible-nitrogenic-animated-machines-full-of-grace-and-glory.aspx

IF we did not ‘blaze’, somewhat like the nuclear fusion, that takes place on the inside of the sun, we would die. We would not be able to maintain the human flesh machine without the constant electromagnetic/chemical combustion taking place. Simply put; we would change forms from supposed visual matter into invisible unformed gaseous energy. Whenever we inhale, we ignite and suspend the regenerative flame; as we exhale, we carry debris (toxic poison in the form of carbon monoxide) back into the air where it is absorbed by our cosmic partners, the plants. It’s an endless cycle of celestial proportions. It’s a relationship expressed in divine love. We eat the plants then, through the process of removing waste, we eliminate the compost offering it back to the plants as fertilizer for the plants. In essence, our never-ending destruction is directly linked to the construction and maintenance of our life. In order to exist vibrantly, we must be destroyed crushingly. Pretty amazing stuff, when we stop to think about how we are intricately tied to the earth which is supported by the sun. An unequivocal undeniable hallowed relationship which supports and destroys us, all at the same time!

So what am I getting at besides offering basic scientific information which can be found in any fourth grade school book? I am saying we are sustained by the ‘cooked relationship excrement’ in our lives! Yes,’ tis true. The scorching putrid feces left over as the emotional residue of any clearly identifiable heated stinking involvement was, it was/is/and shall be the ‘body rocket fuel’ which propels us ever onward in the changing of our outdated form. We are continually altered by each and every attachment we gravitate to. No matter how we view, interpret, project and ‘mull over’ the harpsichord romantic stirrings in the relative association, {marriage, divorce, separation, straight/gay/lesbian, bi/transsexual, betrayal in/from/of secret affairs), the scorching blaring truth remains; we grew/grow like beautiful fertilized roses in/from and out of the ‘hot shit’ of the involvement.

Nowhere else and with no one else can/could such wounding edifying resolution have taken place. Hurt and pain served as the oxygenated nitrogen-laced air we needed to breathe for the construction of our new formation. I think it was Jesus who said, “We must become new creatures.” Therefore, we need recognize the turbulent unsettled lingering unfinished story as the ‘magic carpet’ which transports us to new levels of understanding, appreciation and gratitude. Did I really have the audacity to say ‘gratitude’? Indeed, I did. For we know that without the candy coasted manure we chose (of our own free will) to wade through for whatever duration of time, we have been made over into a new creature of unsurpassed glory. Yes, we do rise from the abysmal pit of gloom and despair we all fall into.

It is impossible to get rid of the so-called ugly ‘supposedly harmful elements’, without the startling jolting decomposition process involved in the electromagnetic-chemical transformation of bodily nuclear fusion. In the beginning it is called chemistry between the two. In the end, it is called hate-slander-slinging, “I’ll claw your eyes out” blame. In other words, we are attracted, join together (fuse sexually), mingle, mangle, communicate words, express thoughts, (nothing but flames of accelerated nitrogen) then when enough excrement has been created from the combination of the two people, a diverse change in seasons occur. These implementable increments of seasonal changes, which occur in the body’s mechanism, take place without our conscious participation. In other words, we are modified for the day and hour of unlived, unexpressed, unexplored events which rise up before us out of the flammable union.

We may part (dissolve the relationship) or make it over the confusing hurdle of necessary purging adjustment; either way, we will wake up one day to face the person in the mirror asking, ”Who are you? Whose life are you living? What do you want? How did I get here from there?” No longer will we be able to spend countless hours trying to maintain ‘pretty faces’ out of rotting corpses. The day of reckoning has descended upon us! We will not stand bewildered basking in useless shame-soaked blame wondering why this or that happened with high and mighty condescending attitudes of self-loathing contempt. Neither will we yearn for the character-corroding emotional drama we’ve vested vital life-supporting energy into.

Naked Truth is a horrid mate, but one who makes a wonderful bedfellow when embraced with guileless understanding and honest acceptance. Guarantees, security and comfort is the real culprit; yet, we entertained him as a welcomed guest. Why? Because we did not know how to love unconditionally and release freely harboring no guilt, remorse, responsibility and regret, we stagnated in our journey of self-imposed unforgiving misery.

Love is the only air we breathe. It can no more be separated from us than the earth can sustain itself without the blistering brilliance of the sun! Without love we wither and die a horrible untimely death without the extended graciousness of exiting. We become walking loveless frozen zombies, bitterly encrusted, unattractively lifeless. We misread our divine intent. We are limitless love exemplified without end. No matter what slippery-slobbering lanes of romantic lies we’ve traveled, travailed and transfixed with eager long ears. Through it all, we’ve learned, laughed, liberated, and lavished ourselves with unending wisdom gleaned from ‘visiting hell for three days’ while alive. Because of our irrefutable journey of disappointing relationship’s heart-breaking demise, we have discovered we are not fashioned for a specified love from ONE man or woman, but from everyone, everywhere; and like the sweet, sweet, soothing seductive fragrance of healing prayer, we are enshrouded with love, [infinite sustaining love beseeched in our own fundamental nature] without ceasing.

No longer can we be cast down where the “worm dieth not’ but rejoice forever more in the invigorating sacredly sensual capacity to love unboundedly, unreservedly and without any hint of expectation or declaration in return. Breathe. Inhale and exhale bountiful ineffable God in all the sanctified fullness of artistic expression in divinity’s air saturated creation.

Walking, Talking Combustible Nitrogenic Animated Machines Full of Grace and Glory

2012-02-18T00:53:37Z

MODE of Cosmic Therapy: Burying the Dross of Our Conditioned Programmed Minds

If we are one of the approximate 6.6 billion people who make up the living humanity on this planet today, what would be the total of all human population who has ever occupied the earth since humankind was able to be tabulated and recorded? No doubt, more inhabitants who were not counted statistically make up this phenomenon. The figure remains remotely inestimable. Because we are breathing, {and, in spite of the fact} we are consciously aware that others are breathing, too; and, that others have breathed before us in a manner just like us.

In other words, civilization is as large and as small as we are in the place where we currently stand. What matters to one individual matters to all in the sense that the air one individual breathes, through the lungs, is the very same air that constitutes our living vibrating chemical/hormonal/electrical essence, and continues to be the same air, for all (living and dead) who inhabit/inhabited the planet. Having said that, there's only one place to go: why such indomitable division?

If we do, in fact, breathe the same blend of nitrogenous air (which incidentally is extremely poisonous if we breathed it directly without it having been delivered and converted by/though plants and animal proteins, including bacteria), then basically we are all provided with the exact same formula of life-sustaining requirements to actively stay alive. That would mean, practically speaking, we are all of the same construction with basic life-supporting bodily needs and functions. I am merely discussing the need for and condition of nitrogen filled air, mind you.

The fascinating idea of us consuming a perfectly deadly gas is truly, outright miraculously mind-blowing. The inescapable fact of how we as human beings can and do breathe in such a noxious gas mixture in order to stay alive seems a little paradoxical. It seems like a contradiction of terms in the most exaggerated sense.

Though I am no practicing molecular scientist, I find it quite amazing and amusing that what is in direct opposition to 'what would logically seem' to be our body's most direct functioning ability to digest the unfiltered, unprocessed 'free nitrogen" must get "fixed" before we humans can use it. In other words, we breathe in exactly what would kill us in order to stay alive.

Now, we all understand, in layman's terms that the human body is a combustible burning machine. So, in that respect, the nitrogen is undeniably necessary to 'keep the furnace' going. IF that be the case, maybe, just maybe the apparent division (apparent separation/conflict/hostility) is necessary for life. Not so much, in the extreme, as we are witnessing it today, but in the holographic universal (galactic) scheme of things. In the present state of affairs, it appears as if consciousness is being raised to the point of understanding and appreciating a lot more than we ever have before.

If the latest scientific findings be accurate, "The generally accepted age for the Earth and the rest of the solar system is about 4.55 billion years (plus or minus about 1%)", http://www.talkorigins.org/faqs/faq-age-of-earth.html then nitrogen has been around a long, long time doing a 'whale of a job.'

Quite possibly, division is a necessary part of the galactic structure of universes as is in the internal process of cell division within the human organism. In other words, what we, as human beings, perceive as matter (material) is inseparably connected to and sustained by electrical charges (energy) fused, diffused, distributed and released by nitrogenic combustible gas mixture. Kinda funky when you think about it.

In a nutshell, what we perceive as going on is not really going on but something far more complex and unimaginable when not viewed from our limiting suppressed colored natures. We have assumed so much without investigating more. But with the advance of so much available information [As Bob Dylan stated], "things are a changing"]

Take for example the utter paradoxical process involved in reading:

"Our own biological sense apparatus is designed to be sensitive to the interaction between the material and energetic. For example, as you read this page, which is a material body, light is reflecting off of the page into your eyes. Your eyes do not, themselves, perceive light, but perceive a page with words written on it. The light transmits a signal from the page, to receptors in your eyes, which then convert the signal into a different form which can then be transported to your brain. There, your mind has the opportunity to interpret the signal-which itself probably bears little optical resemblance to what you think this page looks like! But, the energetic light signal, which cannot itself be seen, registers the existence of the material object before you, to the material object of your biological senses." http://www.larouchepub.com/lym/2010/3716new_periodic_table.html

Amazing! Truly unconditionally amazing, it seems that everything is contrarily opposite from what we have perceived it to be. Something so simple as what used to be thought of mere reading is far more intricately complex and involved than we ever imagined. Yet, for awhile, we'll continue to read as if we don't know these things.

Nothing will change until it dawns on us that something incalculably wonderful is taking place and has been all along. Whether we want it to or not, the nitrogenous saturated world is coughing up its well guarded secrets.

While we've been literally burning up in order to stay alive, we've been dying to/for change in consciousness. What appears to be gone may not be gone at all; simply changed form {separated from itself (death) in order to make a new self (birth)

With more scientific researched probing of available information, and more celestial seeking enlightenment through inner self-truth, connecting with others on a global sphered highway of creative ideas, the probability of relative applicable perception unfolds. And, with more perceptive understanding, coupled with personal experience and prayerful meditation, wisdom ensues. If this be the case, we may just discover that the apparent division has served some sort of benevolent part in the cosmic dance of immortal life. With all its immeasurable contradictions and countless diffusion.

Maybe, just maybe, we'll get to the point when fear is extracted and eradicated from the planet. The, power, control and 'seemingly destructive dominant division' will be used as needed combustibility, to burn itself out, like dross, and in its place reside an immaculate love and "peace that passeth all understanding."

An African American Man Makes Fashionable Hair Styling Appointment: Engage and Enjoy Natural Pleasure

2012-02-16T22:34:27Z

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We are as happy as we will ever be at this precise moment. This is as good as it gets! Whatever we’d like to believe, to the contrary, remains contentiously false and hopelessly misleading. There will never be anything, any person, any event in our life that occurs that contributes to our being better, stronger, happier, smarter, richer or more content. If we cannot be totally at peace, this exact moment in time, we will never be. It’s a natural born esoteric fact; like or not. No circumstance, situation, episode, (including winning the lottery) or the most fantasized relationship adds one iota to our primary countenance. Whatever is on the outside remains on the outside.

We cannot be enriched, enlightened, enhanced, or elevated by what occurs on the outside of us. All improvements (gauged by whatever measuring devise we assume to have) originate, arise and generate energy from inside out. The marked conditions in our exterior world reflect perfectly a determinedly demonstrative picture of the inner state we possess at any given time. These invariable reflections have been built up over a period of time by the ingesting, investing and inciting of energetic thoughts. Accumulated thoughts which bear witness to a projected mind set.

Nothing can add or detract to/from our character. No one adds any more to our supposed condition than a fly on our nose. Just as a fly becomes bothersome after a while; the mistaken idea that somebody promotes our well-being, irritates us. Instead of our seeking for others to appreciate, value and adore us, we need concentrate on radiating whatever truth sustains our sublimely sacred individual essence. IT cannot be improved upon by mortal hands. IF we deem ourselves in need of anything, It need be the acknowledgement of our perfected journey throughout the trials and tribulations we must experience.

We are much too quick to judge and condemn ourselves and praise and exalt another. Much to our own detriment, we look with eyes of essential, reciprocal benefit when we engage the conversation or attention of another. Learning to value that which seems to be worthless, inconsequential and unproductive in ourselves would grant us a magical experience of untold measure. Notwithstanding the immense psychological advantage, the spiritual ascent through seeming descent would prove to be nothing short of miraculous. By giving credence to the irrelevant, meaningless, trivial matters, (almost unconquerable aspects of our personality) a powerful place of importance, we will see tremendous changes in our eternal world.

We refuse to accept ourselves on many levels. We are continually trying to advance our lot; either through finances, education, cultural exposure, spiritual edification, psychological therapy, or cosmetic surgery. We falsely assume that by/ though these advents of enhancement we will be better, happier and more productive. More or less we believe we are making some sort of substantial progress. The truth is: we usually seek these ‘so-called’ improvements as an attempt to be admired, respected, increase our chances of being popular, attractive to the opposite sex, appreciated, valued, accepted and ‘most of all’, LOVED. In essence, we want to feel more safe and secure.

IF we get to the auspicious place of realizing that we are self-striking enough and we want to engage in extra activities of seeming improvement because we enjoy the process and not because of what we think we will derive from it, then and only then, does the slated red roulette Wheel land on red. We need not monitor our progress in any of the superfluous activities for we are incapable of evaluating unabashedly anyway. We are distorted in our judgments and emotionally thwarted due to undeserved harshness and prejudicial unfairness. In other words, no one can be as hard on us as we are on ourselves.

We have so many varying thoughts about our emotions; the very same emotions we use to either condemn or praise. From both vantage points, the ascending climb or descending jump is massive. We simply don’t know how to accept, embrace and ‘allow the pool to fill’ the quintessence of ourselves without a lot of unnecessary hoopla. Our essential hoopla comes from wanting to know something beforehand. And, with that ‘laborious’ knowing, we want guarantees. Guarantees that assure us everything is going to be alright. What does that mean, exactly? Everything is going to be alright? EVERYTHING IS ALL RIGHT!!! How could it be otherwise? We possess nothing but pallid assumptions. How on earth would we be able to ascertain the state of affairs if it wasn’t. We are continually foolish with our engaging assumptions.

We must cease with our constant striving to be better. Better than what? Better than whom? Better than when, where, how, why? Put aside our incessant goals and let the natural pleasurable inclination of sheer enjoyment of delegated interest guide us and lure us into what we do. Our permeated sensations know. They cannot be manipulated, anymore than our feet can be made to walk where they WILL not go. When we are so free as to realize we know not anything, nor will we ever know anything and that we thoroughly enjoy it when we know that we don’t know and don’t care that we don’t know what we don’t know, makes for unadulterated bliss. How often do we embrace the simplicity of this exhilarated experience?

I remember reading in an old Zen story one line that has stayed with me up until this instant; “If you find yourself wanting to be of help, you are doomed.” So many times, throughout my life, I have thought of these words. I must confess that’s all it was for so many years: was the sporadic re-occurrence ‘in passing thought’ of the beautifully expressed words. Though they were filled to overflowing with truth, they remained on the outside where I thought I had gained them (in a book).

Then, I realized one day, quite by accident, the truth of the words resonated from out of me in totality as genuine, unequivocal experience. Not because I had read the words but because the undeniable living experience has proven their merit in weighted gold from within. We are not short changed! We carry within us the indelible truth we need to set us free. Our delightful freedom rests upon our ability to allow things to happen ‘naturally and conveniently’ as they will, without our continual interference. We are as happy as we will ever be. Right this minute; no holds barred. Embrace the glorious moment in its celebrated entirety!

Wrong Key to a Locked Motel Room; Inaccessibility to Higher SELF Denied: How to Eliminate Vain Prayers

2012-02-16T16:10:50Z

The universal family is like an army of productive ants; as part of the galactic unit, we will contribute our unit of the divine work to solidify its planetary evolutionary structure. We will not be asked if we want to do our part; we are simply commissioned to complete the assigned task. We are not to do another’s work. Neither are we to aid in the completion of their specially designated function. We are never to gauge how much is being done or not done by another, or ourselves. We are incapable of such cosmic measurement speculations. Comments we make are never solicited nor are they appreciated. It matter none, IF we determine another is doing less or more than we.

Our hands are to be “placed upon the ploughshare, not to look backwards, sideways but merely straightway ahead focused on our row to hoe.” (Paraphrased) No matter how much we resist, pretend to desist, complain, gossip, bemoan, or balk, we shall complete our assignment according to the cosmically induced document we signed prior to entering this dispensation of time and space. We will not be rewarded IF and when we try to do too much or chastised when we do too little, the balance scales have been weighted from another intercellular domain form which we have no knowledge, influence or authority. We will not be able to cheat, dismiss or denigrate the cosmic affairs no matter how we judge our participation. Neither are we to look to another for verifiable assistance to fill in our gaps. No excuses are accepted.

The army of galactic families is not a personal affair, nor was it ever designed as such. We are all intricately connected as a universal skein of threads. Not one thought, action or motivation goes unattended to. We are all part of that particular cosmically ordained unit of growth, expansion and evolvement. We will not avoid, escape or delete one millisecond of our existence. Our birth, life and death works in perfectly orchestrated harmony. No unnecessary pain, suffering, turmoil, and affliction are associated with the journey. Every event has been planetarily construed to infinite faultlessness. We will do what we will do based upon exact laws which govern the nuclear fused activities. No human understanding is expected or necessary for the tasks to be completed.

All is energy is swirling incomprehensibly. Though we humans tend to make and take things so personally, the individual will to act must be exchanged for a more universal approach. We are not supposed to comprehend the definite precise workings in our energetically dispersed swirling psychological organism. When we begin to understand the dream world as much as we think we understand our waking lives, then, we can start to open the imaginative portal of perceptive wisdom where our hallowed roots lie. As Quantum Physicists are aware, parallel universes exist in much the same way as when our consciousness goes into the dream state at night. The veil that has seemingly separated us for so long has receded and we are beginning to see the universal construct of our lives interwoven into a pulsating blanket of purposeful evolutionary intent.

With the advent of the internet, global communicating occurs in seconds. Teleporting of minerals is now underway with the realization of creating matter just a few years away. We KNOW what’s taking place. We can sense it in our planetary souls. No fear can ever be used to constrict us for we have risen above ignorance to the point of accepting our co-creative place and position in the galaxy. We are in the evolutionary process of recovering ourselves, uncovering and rediscovering the basic foundational construction of who we really are and what we are doing here in the first place. We are Masters of Divine Essence who, up until this point, had simply forgotten our heritage. No longer can we be hurled through our lives with ambiguous religious fairy tales which are neither practical, applicable nor sensible.

Our memories deceive, disappoint and denigrate us. We realize that in all actuality there is no past or future. NOW is the only time there is (as we understand and perceive time and space). We intuit that the only happiness that exists is in our ability to live authentically, passionately and resolutely in compliance with our own vibrating musical resonance of the galactic spheres. We need not defy others who would debate us for ignorance needs no recognition or retaliation. We know beyond a shadow of a doubt, that whatever isn’t here before us doesn’t exist for us. And, to cling to either a memory of suppressed joy or distress or project into the future a hope or dread is both pointless and futile.

Breathe! We are to live! Live fully, passionately, sensually, artistically conscious (in as much as we are capable) and psychically aware of our ‘human body’ presence in the galactically orchestrated scheme. We need not participate in our formalized games of manipulation which are designed to impress and be impressed. We cannot be swayed by the talk of ‘hell fire and brimstone’ any longer for we KNOW we stand in the crucible of our own instrumented mind’s torment. When we don’t chase something; it refuses to run. In other words, our truth emerges out of us simply being still.

We are incapable of saying what is important and what can be left out of our participation. For all of it matters and none of it makes one bit of difference. Our precious ruthless soul intends for a particularly outstanding remarkable designated earth experience; regardless of whether it last 2 seconds or 120 years. We don’t know the reason and if at any time we THINK we do, we need cease immediately with our self-righteously invested plans. No conversion is necessary for we are to be converted into nothing outside what we already are.

When we are guilelessly cognizant, we will realize that what we notice, we notice without trying to see something to notice. It exists as it is. It is enough. We are enough. Life is enough. The unadulterated earth experience is more than enough without anything or anyone added to it or taken away from it. No goals, opinions, or outside direction can be allocated for us. We are the drivers of our divinely inspired vehicles. What used to work simply does not work anymore. Ants can carry up to ten times their weight. It never occurs to them that they are able to do this. They simply follow the innate diagram of their instinctive drive. Are we doing as much? How would we know?

A Learjet Gains Ascending Momentum over the Ocean: Evolutionary Development of the Human Species

2012-02-16T15:40:08Z

There once was a man who lived in a cave. He knew many things. Those were the things, he could not tell. He saw many things; those were the things, he could not express. He heard many things; those were the things he could not utter. He felt many things; those were the things he dismissed. He thought many things; those were the things that kept him in the cave.

Thoughts. Oh! How they bind, confine and restrict us! They malignantly ferment in a bed of tumultuous confusion. The unmistakable commotion they stir within the mind of the individual leaves little room for tranquility. Our unrelenting ‘thought filled’ plans destroy the natural state of our serenity, seeking to devour us in a web of comparison, competition and scandal. We contrive, contend and challenge anyone or anything which seems to interfere with our well-thought out plans. We are accustomed to planning our lives away with the various non-ceasing thoughts of achievement, overcoming and successful attainment.

We’re saturated with an abundance of ‘needing attention, adoration, respect, admiration, being well-thought of’ thoughts. So much so, our lives are geared towards making certain we do whatever it takes to secure the fulfillment of these nebulous thoughts. The psychological strangeness associated in/with these all-consuming infectious thoughts: we ‘say’ we don’t KNOW what we want which determines what we think; when all the while what we want is in direct conflict to the thoughts we entertain. And, IF by chance we decide we KNOW what we want, we imbue our thoughts with all of the reasons why we can’t or won’t be able to obtain the treasure.

Complicating matters even further, we flood our minds with quarreling self talk ,which is supposed to insulate us (by discussing the pros and cons) from the irritating doubtful suggestions, we manufacture, maintain and exaggerate, to make certain we ‘ahead of the other guy’, be the smartest, brightest, funniest, sexiest, thinnest, richest, most physically fit, coolest, and certainly, we must possess the “most eagerly sought after charismatic sensually appealing personality” known on the planet. How exhausting, energy-robbing, brain depleting, psychic vampire thriving these negatively driven contagious thoughts are. We succumb to the devastating, debasing ‘claw grabbing’ effects, all the while taking a sick pride in our thoughts, as if they were somehow different from others.

We need not remain in a cave. WE choose to remain separated and alone. Our thoughts prevent us from being able to mingle with the rest of humanity in a ‘natural and convenient’ way. We believe the other person either does not care or is out to do us in, IF given the opportunity. Not so. The gauge on the ‘thought barometer’ varies depending upon emotional input and artistic output. Artistic output? Yes. Thoughts are sublime sacred sensual sexual artistic energy seeking valid and authentic expression. Any form of counterfeit deceiving will not be tolerated by the soul’s gravitational impetus for genuine human experience. In other words, to try to ‘get over on the other guy’ will not fly! The false action returns with full and unmitigated vengeance of more morbid and distraught thoughts.

We live no where else but with our own self-generated contradictory thoughts. We stay in an ensuing battle with ourselves; continually at war, with no treaty in sight. To add insult to injury, we dare to assume we KNOW what others are thinking, not only for them but what they think about us. How fascinatingly absurd! What a purposefully vain thought!

We are consumed with sanctioned ideas which are no more than embellished thoughts. We think, we think but we don’t think at all. We are not aware enough to think. Our minds are flooded by putrid re-run thoughts so decomposed and manipulated; yet, we salute them as venerated generals. Paying homage to the familiarity of cherished weight we assign to them, we bow as they parade in our heads with pressing ungoverned harmful activity. Is it possible to stop the malicious thoughts we so cleverly mask in a charade of benign remarks? Yes. But, not without the total agreement to surrender the thoughts that hold us captive while we try to release their viciously arranged, conditioned hold. “Here we go ‘round the Mulberry Bush”.

Let be what will be. Stop chasing, giving credence and worshiping thoughts. The erroneous mind-deteriorating thought that we will be this or that when this or the other happens is a contracted maggot-infested lie! What we will do “WHEN” does not exist, never did exist, never will exist. What we do “WHEN” will never be what we do at all. We cannot project what we will do any moment beyond the moment in which we are breathing. The accumulated thoughts we emanate on the proposed day of miraculous “WHEN” shall be perforated with an unsuspecting stench of self-defeat no matter the circumstances. When the thought of what will be has entered our head, the experience itself has already changed form.

The insufferable part of ourselves which inherently wants to make anything safe and secure disturbs the virgin thoughts we could ever envision. Our thoughts are adored lies we have manufactured in order to survive; beyond that proverbial position, we think we are thriving. We never consider those relished thoughts have us diving into the abyss of ‘making sure we get the biggest piece of pie’. Then those same thoughts gossip, condemn, criticize and excuse IF we either fail (according to our expectations) or are caught with our belligerent self-seeking motives showing.

We are never confused by the thoughts of another. We do a perfectly splendid job of that ourselves. Thoughts flitter, flatter and flutter. Toss to and fro with no loyalty or dependability and yet, we cling to them as if each and every one matters. The truth is: not to think is total freedom. Not to have a lust of result would empty us of our premeditated destructively worthless thoughts. Is that possible? Can that pristine, guileless meditative enlightened state be achieved? Who knows? Do you have a thought about it?

Infamous Cartoon Hero Steps from a Comic Book into Reality; Deciphering Authenticity on Our Terms

2012-02-16T03:41:41Z

Indelibly ingrained principles are the masquerading principals, which operate in our life, on a continual basis, that we assign undue importance and significance. Snuggled comfortably in our unconscious, just below the surface of conscious awareness, they manipulate our every thought, action and psychological response. Whether we are aware of their impeding dogmatic influence, they unceasingly maneuver to keep us fixed in a monotonous, predictable, ‘not to be caught unexpected’ state. In other words, the neurotically followed routine of ‘coloring within the lines’ behavior that has always brought congratulatory rewards usurps our will to express spontaneously.

Don’t think so? When is the last time you burst out laughing, for no apparent reason, simply because it felt good? Furthermore, when is the last time you had something to belly laugh about? Consider how deeply the entrenched behavior has managed to produce a life of little real shock value.

Sometimes, we need to break out of the familiar secure box we’ve built for ourselves. Sometimes, we need to “turn the tables over” when the house in which we reside has been turned into a ‘den of thieves’ or any of the equivalent types of residence, which does not resonate with us. IF the musical/artistic/dramatic/writer part of ourselves has been diminished in any way, we are to rise up in creative fury. To hell with being submerged in a sea of amiability! IF we are living as if on ‘egg shells’ just so we don’t upset the apple cart of another, we need take three steps back, throw our heads upright, arms thrust forward in a magical declaration of sublime sacred affirmation.

We must ardently proclaim, with not a hint of regret, remorse, apology or mealy mouthed explanation, we ‘WILL’ never hush the reverberating sensual source of our genuine soul, again. We make an outward manifestation of verbal devotion to either stand upright with no shame, guilt, or shunned upon embarrassment. We recognize that it was only in unabated ignorance, that we allowed our precious ruthless soul’s spirit to be dampened, in the first place; silenced, tempered or denounced in any way, whatsoever. And, that it is now time to rise up in a tempest of inspired passion. When we are born into this plane of existence, we arrive with somewhat of an unpreventable ‘dance card’. We are subjected to an array of preliminary biases and prejudices. Some of these irrational ideas have been established in our parents from a biological, environmental, psychological and sociological premise. But, some of these ‘subjected ideas’ originate from a long line of ancestral universal archetypes. Either way, we are, no doubt, conditioned by the uninvited inference.

Just because something, from a religious or philosophical sense, has been done a certain way for many, many years does not make it right, moral or just. No more than promoting abject cruelty makes it (evil) any less painful, simply because the one who is engaging in such behavior doesn’t know any better. The point here lies in our being able to make the suitable decision for our own sojourn without being made to accept or tolerate other people’s traditional ideas simply because they are our own parents, friends or society. We must be allowed to forge our road to authenticity on our own terms regardless of how it is viewed from those who would be interested and inclined to judge.

Authenticity is a mighty big word! To find it in us requires some real gut-wrenching, soul searching investigation and mucus formed accumulation process of elimination. In other words, we have to move from the position of where we now so dazedly sit. We know instinctively when, ‘things do not set right with us’ at all. Yet, we go along with the wagon hoping things will turn out for the best. Indeed, they do. {No formidable argument from the peanut gallery on that one.} The problem lies in our being able to evolve through the cleansing process when the seasons change about us. How could we possibly hold onto the same ideas we’ve so religiously clung to and expect them to be adapted in the new situations? It’s sort of like trying to make a “silk purse out of a pig’s ear”. It just won’t work. We are not so stubborn and prideful that we can see the tide has turned and we must adjust our thinking accordingly. How does one do that? According to one ancient scripture, “We must be born again.” Seems like impossibility, huh?

Not necessarily. IF we are willing to be purged from our own stinking’ thinking’, receptive to innovative ‘ways and means’, flexible enough to bend like a tree in severe winds, we can make the soul profiting transition. No. It’s not easy. We are much too stuck, rigid and resistant to change.
We’re so vain, lazy and determined to be in control, we, often times miss the sanctified boat of redemption when it arrives. We mistake it for something other than what we have conceived in our minds as the appropriate way to save us. Save us from what? Ourselves. Our definitively self-destructive, self-immobilizing, self-sabotaging, self-determined high minded selves; nothing else, but.

When we are devoted to a certain principle, it’s difficult to let it go. Sort of like a lover we’ve become so accustomed to having in our bed, we like the way he makes us feel. But, IF we don’t come to terms with the amount of inauthentic themes running rampant in our lives, we are doing nothing but faking orgasms. Lack of authenticity spells misery with a capital M. We cannot run fast enough, lie hard enough, eat half enough, make love passionate enough or sleep long enough to eradicate the slime we enshroud ourselves with just from being alive. Our bona fide transcendent ruthless soul generates certain boundaries which we will not be allowed to cross. We refuse to be unresponsive manikins.

We deemed it that way before we arrived; that was the one powerful secret-our ace in the hole- we’ve held onto to redeem us. Our standards, should we choose to possess them, simply will not be constructed from another person’s blueprints. Unless, we build for ourselves, the castle of our unimpeded making, we have pissed on our soul’s sacredly sensual sexual artistic expression.

Human Eyeballs Preserved in a Vinegar Solution: Why Self-Examination, Observation Demands Detachment

2012-02-11T17:52:07Z

We are spinning in one incomprehensibly infinitely unimaginable universe as an infinitesimal part of other inconceivable galaxies. When someone asks us, “How are we doing or feeling”, whatever response we offer is inaccurate. We are spinning so fast that whatever state, we either imagine ourselves experiencing or pretend to be involved in has already moved on. In other words, we are ‘behind’ ourselves in realization. So much so that we are able to scientifically observe the person we call ‘us’, if we so desired. OF course, the human experience of ‘us’ in observation would demand: impartiality, objectivity, scrutiny, inquiry and detachment. None of these things are easy to achieve, especially when ‘we’ are the subjects under examination.

For us to notice what’s going on with the finely orchestrated human specimen we call ourselves, we must first become aware that what we perceive is far from a ready made perception. I could go as far as saying that what we see is a distorted illusion for in all actuality “We” are anything but the familiarly desirable acceptable human body of flesh we’ve grown to know and love. (No matter how attached and emotionally rendered we interpret our body’s physical condition to be) We are way off the mark! IF I wanted to get real galactic, I could even say we don’t exist, at all, or at least not in the calm recognized self we make so much over. To say we don’t know ourselves is an absurd understatement. Of course, we don’t know. How could we know anything about molecules which keep spiraling through endless stages of forming, duplicating, replicating and eliminating? Certainly silly and pointless to imagine all sorts of vain things about ourselves when who/what we think we are is not anywhere near real.

All of our efforts to change ourselves are hopeless, futile, and stupid or at least, in the contrived ways and conditioned means we attempt to do so. How could we possibly alter one tiny aspect of our genuine core when it’s impossible to cease the swirling motion of evolving energized matter? We cannot deliberately bring about any significant changes in ourselves and most assuredly in others. All we can possibly hope to obtain is to get in harmony with the larger picture of what is going on. I hear you rising up in defiance. “Not true,” you respond vehemently. “I can diet, I can get plastic surgery, I can go to therapy, I can find a career which may produce for me much more money than I am currently making. I can study and improve my mind. I can exercise and change the muscular strength and fortitude of my endurance. I can marry if I am single or divorce if I am married. I can do 10,000 other things to change the condition of my current existence.”

Folly! A fool’s felicitous fantasy; People don’t change; seasons do. We are NOT the originator of our humanly designed mechanism of a mortal flesh and therefore have no control of what will or will not occur while in duration, position and velocity upon the inhabitance on the earth plane. We certainly have no control over the day and hour of our demise. We will be “changed in the twinkling of an eye” without valid question or intelligible comment. [All things in due season] Am I advocating predestination? In a word: yes, in a definition: NO! Not as we understand and identify the concept, anyway. Far from human projected associated with the ideas of predestination constitute our lot. Like the simplistic, unproductive notion of trying to figure all of this complicated cosmically ingested stuff out in the first place, we need ‘just let it be’.

We as, mortals, are lazy and uninspired; limited in our understanding and can only project from the current level of conditional comprehension we possess. To speak of things beyond our level of indoctrinated, mind-infiltrated restrictive incorporation is the “filling the cup over the brim with the excess spilling onto the floor” scenario. (Useful to no one and nothing) As long as we struggle to change ‘us’ and our existing circumstances, we battle against the wind. Life is really a paradox. WE need to remain in a shrouded mystery concerning our originated existence. Otherwise, we would become so much more bored and disenchanted than we already are. We desire to believe we can do something about our state of affairs. Our deal, as humans, is to experience firsthand and to discover for ourselves the fallacy and improbability surrounding our engineered efforts.

If we but remember while playing the game of “gods in the making” on the planet earth, it’s only when we think we should be something other than what we are, doing something other than what we are doing, united to and with someone other than who we are currently involved, possessing more material goods (financially more secure) than we presently entertain, and residing somewhere other than where our feet are seemingly stationed that incurable unhappiness sets in. The very best we can do is surrender to the wild ride of galactic proportions. Anything we could possibly dream up is probable IF we realize the dream emerges from an intentional place of unparalleled cosmic vision.

Life is a slapstick comedic series of unexpected events; especially from our restrained vantage point. Of course, there are unimaginable, unfortunate, unmistakable tragedies thrown into the mix. But, how are we to explain the intricate immeasurable workings of the spinning galaxy? IF we are willing to suspend the normal waking consciousness for an occult sphere of magical imaginings of inexplicable invocations, derived from a place of unspeakable esoteric meanderings, we may be able to see more than we are willing to integrate. That’ an entirely different subject, altogether, for another day, another writing, another mind-set; including the extraneous discussion rambling into the next millennium. Needless to say, why try to argue or defend? The definitive kabalistic explanation remains way over our heads.

But, we can agree that with all of our ineffable spinning, it’s simply a matter of getting ‘in tune’ with the harmonic resonance with the universe. We already are ‘in tune’ but we either don’t know it, recognize the infinite beauty, grace and charmed from or simply refuse to be registered on the roster. Our sole responsibility is to elicit our awareness to the musical splendor of perfected rhythm. In other words, “Wake up from the stultified slumber we’ve become so erotically accustomed to.” (MODE of Cosmic Therapy © 2000)

Do you really believe that you can control life’s flow of events? Do you genuinely imagine a determined preferred course of direction is what decides the inevitable outcome? (Like any well-trained seasoned scientist know: too many variables to say for certain) A clearly identifiable sublime, sacred, sensual sexual artistic underscoring divine energy operates in and around us at all times? This unutterable galactic force determines the input and output of all things. We need stop perceiving ourselves as so vitally indispensable. We are not. Hallowed intent has primary sway of the direction and course of our lives. We simply have to stop trying to change it or make for a more secure and guaranteed preferential result. From our limited, biased standpoint, we have no way of knowing what’s best for us. Possibly, the majestic, superimposed secret lies hidden way beyond the stars. If I were a betting man, I’d bet on the horse, “Celestial Crucible Charlie” to take us home.

Unopened Box of Fat Crayons Left on a Child’s Desk: Unearthed Artistic Primal Potential Waits Patiently

2012-02-11T02:59:15Z

If we make a pack with someone, we must honor it. The quality of our life depends upon the agreements we make and how conscientiously effective we are in honoring them. We must keep our agreements. Barring unforeseen difficulties which prevent our fulfilling the contract, our duty lies in making certain we take care of the business we establish. An agreement is a very sacred thing; far outweighing any legal papers that may be involved. A promise is something entirely different.

Promises are made to be broken. A promise is no more or less than an extended exaggerated bogus hope. We promise, for the moment, but have no intention of executing the action IF the other does not put full pressure on us to comply. Then we tend to balk, rant and rave and divulge enough excuses to build another tower of Babel. We should, never, ever promise anything to anyone. It’s much more civil and respectful to either say no, or do whatever is being asked, immediately. IF not, the lying veneer will be stripped and the deceit exposed in full animated panoramic color.

Most often times, when promises are laid upon the table, a spectacular merry-go-round of insincere antics are set in motion. Unconsciously, the person making the promise provides a hilarious show of rattling vibration sounding as if he/ she will move the Golden Gate Bridge “if need be” in order to fulfill the request. For all of the combustible favor exchanging going on, we would be apt to believe how special we are for someone who wants to do so much for us…”on another day”. We have a grand old time creating all sorts of benevolent images (kind, decent, caring, compassionate, interested, invested and generous) attached to the person making the promises and just how wonderfully complete we are going to feel once the promise has been fulfilled. Complicated entwined problems lie behind the spectacular show being enacted by both parties.

Yes, I said BOTH parties! What we don’t realize and will not accept is OUR dissociative part in the skillfully manipulated fraudulent arrangement. We continually scout for opportunities to ask for favors as an indication of just how very special we believe we are. Promises seem to be the ‘staged parade of indicators’ to gauge, measure and assess the depth of devotion another has vested in us. We are, in some way, doubting the integrity and dependability of the person to begin with. IF we felt more secure in our relationship with the person, in question, we would NEVER place him/her in that awkward and unnatural position to have to prove something to us.

When we place the barometer of our emotional state in the hands of another, by asking for a favor or promise, we are, in effect, asking to be disappointed. We are capable of no more benefit than we are presently enjoying: no matter how many promises we want others to fulfill in order to improve our lot, make something more convenient, or do something for us we really didn’t want to do to start with. We are selfish, self-absorbed, self-centered and vain people (The Bible says the ‘heart of man’ is continually evil from the day he was born. Paraphrased) whose constant level of dissatisfaction shows itself like a male peacock in mating season, whenever we ask for a favor or suggest a promise should be made.

The superfluous idea of innocence, ‘goodness’, and unmotivated ‘lust of result’ we think we possess, by acting surprised, when the unfulfilled contract looms large is nauseous. We KNEW, from the beginning, we had another agenda going on, at the same time; we were making demands on the other person’s time, energy, effort and often times, money. We are to assume the sole responsibility of fulfilling our own obligations, duty and ‘so-called’ tenuous burdens. We are never placed in situations, circumstances and/or events which demand more of us than we are capable of supplying. We may not WANT to do whatever is being asked but we are never needlessly shouldered with more loads than we can carry.

Our diligent awareness stands ever ready to respond to all mortal matters facing us, without the pitiful need of self-soaked vanity, resulting in the asking of promises and favors. Give it up! We possess the incalculable mentality which provides for us latent unexpressed energy, to be summoned and used, whenever we face unexplored circumstances. We are not permitted to extend or ‘pass along’ the lessons associated in our unexpected demands of the day to another through frivolous, useless promises and unproductive favors. In other words, we are to take care of own business, in as much as is possible; the rest, we leave it alone for divine intervention or not. {Based upon the unrevealed divine play in action}

When we inadvertently shift our burdens onto another, (by seeking favors or promises) we have in effect, invaded his/her life in an obtrusively, offensively arrogant manner. We assume: (1) ‘they’ want to help us, (2) we are in a position of deserving to be helped, (3) we are supposed to solicit their help and they are to respond willingly, (4) they graciously want the opportunity to serve our needs, (5) we are presenting a false premise of either elevated enough to offer them the chance to be of aid or we are deprived enabling them to feel superior (which we will eventually resent). It is written somewhere in the ancient text: “Why are you so angry with me? What favor have I done for you lately?”

We are never to extend our ‘sense of dependence or independence’ to disturb, influence, corrupt or incorporate the mentality of another. IF a term was to be used to effectively describe this unacceptable and inexcusable action, it would be “Black Magic”. What on earth do I mean? I mean when you ask someone to do something for you and then you EXPECT it to be fulfilled, (becoming indignant, indifferent or angry when it’s not); you have engaged in the blackest form of evil possible.
Remember, first and foremost, with every encounter with another: WE are lazy, selfish and fearful of not getting what we think belongs to us. We unconsciously believe we are going to be left out, abandoned, forgotten, cast to the side and abused. Sound too exaggerated? When is the last time you thought you would never be able to realize your most cherished dreams? That you would probably die before any of the things that really matter to you come to pass?

Quit trying to make another person responsible for fulfilling something you are so passionate about but so completely unsure! Make or keep no promises and be bound by no special favors. Decline the invitation to walk through the door of flattery of being of benefit to another. The celestial jury is still out on what will become of you and your sacredly-held private dreams.

Someone Orders a Chocolate Milkshake; Complains Because it is not Vanilla: Fickle Folly Flammable Frustration

2012-02-10T02:42:51Z

2-9-12 Moon in Virgo Kin 152 9 Eb

Why do people have to criticize? It’s not an inborn trait. Not only is it so unattractive and unappealing, it’s downright MEAN! Children, before they are damaged and indoctrinated by their parents, peers and society do not criticize. In fact, they possess guileless innocence. No one likes to be around anyone, for long, whose every other word is derogatory. The ensuing mystery remains, how can the person live with himself? Probably, the most precious gift human beings have to offer is ‘human relations’. Yes, the art of relating to another human being effectively makes for a genuine life of passion filled adventure. When we can listen, understand and respond to another in an effervescent, (or at the very least, interested) engaging manner, our life reaps untold rewards. Never do we have to criticize, condemn, negate, diminish or disapprove of the thoughts, wishes, ideas and dreams of another.

Criticism springs from deeply ingrained insecurity and inferiority. Two bedfellows when joined at the hip, breed contempt, sarcasm, disrespect and cynicism. Their demon-like entrenched hold on the person, soaks the personality with morbid disdain. In cold plain facts: these folks lash out at anyone who tries to disturb their self-righteously cherished convictions, ideas, thoughts and attitudes. They become the crotchety, bitter old man or woman {way before the time} who simply will not be disturbed with the truth. Unfortunately, the truth just happens to be a nuisance which interferes with their superior (refusing to be challenged) nature whose idea of learning or incorporating any other method of doing things-other than their own-breeds utter disgust.

They keep up their idiotic convictions to the very end; no matter how many relationships are destroyed in the process. Why does this have to be? How in the world can they possibly justify their pungent cruelty to others, even IF they wanted to believe they had a right to their own opinions? No one would disagree that getting along favorably with people is preferred to being so contrary and resistant. It’s certainly not an indication of weakness or discredit to the character of the person. But, it seems so hard for some people to admit they’re wrong, say they’re sorry for not being able to release the commanding seat of power and be so unreasonably unable to back down, determined to be right (acting like an ass) or apologetic for accusing and jumping to conclusions.

When people criticize, they are deplorably unpopular and shunned, if at all possible. Their blunt verbal offenses are clearly not funny nor are they to be overlooked. Criticism places others in a defensive mode. They react emotionally because either their pride has been injured or they feel dismissed as unimportant. We can never justify criticism. We must always be as authentic as we possibly can when dealing with others but never to the point of discrediting them through our unkind words.

Condemnation serves itself up on the same platter of distaste as criticism. Why condemn another? In all actuality, we don’t care enough to do, either. We care about what we are interested in and what motivate us. Give the other fellow the same courtesy!

Why couldn’t it be that IF and When we would ever feel the need to criticize, condemn, or attack another, we step back to realize we have shifted into a undeserving, and certainly, uncomfortable, seat of “Almighty Righteousness”; as if we had the ‘purity of consciousness’ audacity to be able to judge from that superlative level. We are mere mortals; flawed and fragmented. We are incapable of judging our own actions, from a cosmic perspective, how dare we be so vain as to think we can say what’s right or wrong for another? The impudence in man never ceases to amaze me. Self-delusion is the single-most evil faced demon known to be in active existence. We continually have to ‘stay off’ his hand of arrogance and self-intoxicated conceit. We are quick to relay, but, “I don’t criticize people. I try to encourage, help, uplift and inspire them.”

Oh! You do, do you? And, how long have you been aware of these virtuous traits in yourself? Didn’t you detect, in the least, a bit of condescending defensive tone in your self-promotion? “We all have sinned and fall short of the glory of god.” One ancient writer of the scriptures so piercingly accurately implies. So where is the fine line of demarcation that separates us from the intolerable critical brute who must be avoided at all costs? The line is drawn within ourselves: never to seek acknowledgement for what we do for another. For in actuality, we never do for another ONLY for ourselves.

It is written, “Our words and acts condemn us. We receive our rewards immediately.” (Paraphrased) In other words we do what we do because we WANT to do it and for no other reason. Otherwise, we should NEVER do it! It only builds resentment, regret and remorse, fertilizer for: CRITICISM, [not to mention maggot-mouthed gossip} to spread throughout our physical bodies and emotional natures. It is so easy to grow indignant when we THINK we are not appreciated.

Remember: everything’s for sale. No matter how much something is valued or appreciated. We all carry within us a price tag, of sorts. We can be bought (influenced, swayed and convinced depending upon the prize.) Yes, money (along with the superlative attraction power it seemingly offers) does in fact have that much authority; the reason being because people, such as us, give the unearned power to it. We sound like ignorant fools, displaying the pinnacle of foolery when we say we can’t be bought. “There are some things that money can’t buy.” Never let the simple mind of disarray lead us astray.

Nothing really means anything to anyone except how much pleasure or reflection of importance and gratification of security it brings to that person. So, don’t dwell, magnetize or exalt the sentimental value. Enjoy its use, be ever present for the involvement, saturate the interaction with all of you and be true to you. Then, when it’s all said and done, (dispense of criticism) that was as much as you could offer. Be done with any ramifications of wanting or needing more. Anyway, who will ever know what it meant to you, except you? Trinkets: all priceless trinkets.

Early Evening Sun Disappears Into the Horizon; Sky Colors Too Variegated to Differentiate: Exchanging the Personal for the Impersonal

2012-02-09T03:01:26Z

2-8-12 Moon in Leo goes in Virgo 12:30 PM Kin 151 8 Cheun

An incomparable penetrative force brought us into existence and will one day take us back out again. Of that day and hour we, have no conscious way of knowing. It would be silly to try to prepare for the monumental exit for no amount of preparation could/would or will make the circumstances less intrusive. We are all going to leave. That’s a sober fact, we must all live with. The sullen idea that we were born to die is real. With each life-sustaining breath we take, we are moving one breath closer to our demise. No matter how much we accumulate, how successful we deems ourselves to be, how many empires we build and destroy, none of it matters when the bugle sounds for us. We will leave in the exact same fashion as we entered; naked and uncertain.

This same inexpressible sanctified force determines the course of our lives. We are powerless without its supervisory role and incapable of extending one moment of our existence beyond its delegated parameters for our particular sojourn. With its direct subliminal influence we are guided, directed and governed throughout each and every encounter we embrace and embark upon. Properly understood, appreciated, acknowledged and utilize, it can and does heal incredible afflictions mankind faces. No matter the name assigned to this incredulous force, the reality is: it sexual in nature. Freud referred to it as the libido. MODE of Cosmic Therapy prefers to think of it as: Sublimely Sacred Sensual Artistic Sexuality: Highest immaculate stream (form) of spirituality available to humans.

WE are originated, created, sustained, maintained, manipulated, generated and decomposed by this unfathomable divine power. We understand it little, comprehend it less and behold its majestic purity none. Sexual Purity. Did I just use the word purity in the same sentence with sexuality? Yes. Incorruptibly yes! IF we truly engage in its usurping control, we are swept away, breathless, mindless and powerless. Unconsciously, we are subdued by it all-consuming erotic invasion to the point of no-return. Kingdoms, empires and armies have been won and lost based solely upon the attempt to subdue and control its boundless domain. Psychologically, no words can defer its imperishable thrusting impact on the human psyche. How do we, in our finite reasoning, even begin to contemplate with full measure the incomprehensible spiritual forces underlying and permeating the propulsion of this ubiquitous energy? What compels this uncontrollable power to descend merely to ascend again?

The intricately woven sensual nature of properties disclosed in divine sexuality, as bestowed on man, is simply unintelligible. We have no way of withstanding the maximum potency of erotic pleasure once ignited. No doubt the implausible infinite energy heals IF one were able to channel and direct its regenerative force. When properly directed, it’s magnet-like. The imploding force, once focused and harnessed, is capable of obliterating tumors and generating new life in cells.

This fantastically regenerative force is omnipresent and infinite. No lines of demarcation define its ability to restore and create new life. It reins supreme in the largest object as such so as in the most minuscule thing. Everything in this galaxy and beyond pulsates with immense electrified hallowed sexual energy. So abundant is this free flowing divine sexual healing energy, we are stupefied by our inability to see, recognize and be aware of just how we can further use its demonstrative gift beyond the surface pleasure of intimacy. Sexual intercourse is the lowest rung on the escalating ladder of infinite’s abundant sexuality. The incomparable force of sacred sensuality is available to mankind to do with what he/she will. Did not Jesus say, “I came to give you life and give it more abundantly?” (Paraphrased)

Why do we not see just how powerfully plentiful the force proposes to be beyond mere engaging erotic pleasure? Do not confuse or misunderstand my words. Intercourse, in every conceivable manner, when consensual defies the imagination and should never be diminished or undervalued. But, what I am inferring is that sacred sexual energy can be used for so much more. Healing the psyche, body and mind poverty of man! Why should there be a continuance of woes and ills when we carry within us such immeasurable power? We are substantiated by and through this enormous reservoir of divinely imbued power of unlimited sexuality! Could it be possible to move beyond the limiting bonds attached to the ideas of one’s sexuality?

Where do we begin? With rhythmic breathing: the foundational support for its elevated resonance. Just look at the stars, planets and sun in the galaxies. They all move and spin in undifferentiated rhythm. Like the precision of the best lovemaking session we’ve ever encountered. Such indescribable grace, beauty and form; in the midst of the frenzied excited fury! We must be redeemed by and through the cumulative power of the times. Consciousness is being raised to such a degree that not to utilize the force of the infinite’s sexual power in us for purposeful evolving would be unforgivable and blasphemous. We are being called to move beyond our fixed, rigid and sanctimonious ideas associated with sex.

Unless we are willing to expand our minds to incorporate the possibility of being able to heal ourselves using sexual energy, what other avenue are we to take? How much more medicine can we ingest and not walk around completely numbed and half-crazed? Of course, we have the inner power to heal ourselves? Who else would posses it other than us?

Even in the best of situations, things will go wrong, or, so it seems. But, unless we have investigated all the possible avenues of ‘working with what we’ve got’, how can we complain and bemoan? We do not have to remain stuck and powerless. Remove the identification of cherished notions which no longer serve a beneficial purpose. Stop taking the idea so personally with the mere mention of using God’s sexual force as a healing mechanism as something repulsive and unacceptable. Have we not lived long enough and seen more than enough to perceive, there’s unmentionable, incalculable interactions which go on in the universe, that blow rationality and preferred pious religious preferences all to pieces?

Are we mature enough, sensible enough, secure enough to command the sacred invisible forces in us; IF, in fact, we can control the hallowed surge to heal and bring peace of mind? Do we really believe that to even suggest a request from our spiritual source would be rejected and not tolerated? We need to Think Again. Did Jesus not say, “Ask what you will and it shall be granted?” (Paraphrased) Are we so fixed and committed to a religious way of life that prevents us from investigating more? That would be the same as saying that IF we had done this or done that a certain way, the outcome would have been different. Not so. We are no more than a pawn on a chess board until we learn the divine rules of playing in this world.

The Master knows the game much better than we ever will. He/she/it plays to win, not just this one game but all of the games. We are the ones who don’t understand winning, since our minds are limited, blurred and distorted by the term’s usage on earth. Divinity is not concerned about our feelings one way or the other; it is our responsibility to ask for more understanding in our ability to act, forthrightly.

Criminal Attorneys Argue Convincingly in a Heated Debate; Stoic Judge Calls for a Recess: Understanding Breathing Rhythm

2012-02-08T13:13:57Z

2-7-12 Full Moon in Leo Kin 150 7 Cheun

All of life, whether appearing to be organic or inorganic, terrestrial or celestial, animal, plant, mineral and/or man, responds to/in/with this delegated, regulated, modulated synchronized rhythm. An inexpressible undulating cosmic rhythm which produces immeasurable patterns, consisting of various relationships, (interactions) formed and destroyed based upon the interplay of the influx and outflow. The most surprising relationship exists between matter and energy. In fact, their relationship is so intimately connected, that they are inter-convertible. Freud referred to this convertible energy as libido. Simply stated; not only can matter be changed into energy but can just as easily be converted into energy. We, human beings, appreciate the fact that energy is life-sustaining, supporting and regenerating.

The rhythmic pulsating of life, (breath) remains as the single link between body, mind , soul and present condition of affairs in one’s earth existence. In order for a person to live, move, breathe and having his being he must be connected to the supporting cosmic link of breath or he dies. No way can we diminish the importance of the vital energy contained in one’s breath. The quality of that singular breath influences, supports and creates the mental, physical and emotional state. Just how often do you say “I simply don’t have enough energy to do so and so?” The truth is we do have enough energy to do whatever it is we need and want to do; we simply don’t utilize it effectively. In other words, we don’t supply the body with enough of what it requires in order for it to produce optimum energy.

Our energy ebbs and flows like the tides in the oceans which are affected by the moon phases which are linked to the sun. In essence, we are solar beings who desperately need sunlight for our survival, maintenance and most advantageous performance. Without it, we shrivel and die! We are governed and presided over by the Sun’s Rays. Our exchange is inestimably magical. The sun fuels the plants with the solar powered energy we need. We, and the animals, consume the life sustaining properties when we eat meat or vegetables, fruits and/or fish. These foods are saturated with sunlight that we must have in order to survive. When we limit our consumption of live foods, by eating packaged, processed or quick fix bag chips and the like, we are in effect, cutting off the tonal pulsating air supply we need.

This sacredly ecstatically unstoppable rhythm of breath, hallowed sublime vibration, serves to elicit erotic response from our cells. So eagerly receptive are the cells in their response and reaction, {to/for/into} this galactic musical tone, they willingly anticipate the penetrative arrival, as one would wait for a long lost lover to return from sea. We want to be impregnated by the divine breath. We inwardly yearn to envelop the sacred pitch so caressingly; we hum joyously for its ever present saturation. Our minds are infused with effervescent “joy unspeakable and full of glory” Paraphrased. We silently and reverently dance to the sanctified musical resonating tones.

We unconsciously realize, with full certainty, that the physical body is created by the type and quality of the air we consume. Air that is exchanged from the SUN which is fused into the plants, animals and water, we consume. Life-sustaining nutrients: carbohydrates, fats, proteins, amino acids, enzymes, and vitamins are provided by and through this delicate rhythmic interchange. If we can but observe how everything we do, say and feel descends from above whether we want to think of it in terms of the SUN or the mind, which is really nothing more than a manifestation of consciousness, then we can begin to appreciate the delectable preference for giving to our body what it needs, beyond proper nutrition. Bottom line: What does it really need? MORE LIGHT; MORE MOVEMENT!

Some may quickly add: but what about rest? The body will be able to rest ‘naturally and conveniently’ IF (without the aid and side effects of pills) given the solarized essentials pertaining to its highest preservation. IF it be anywhere near true, that the divine infinite consciousness of our being desired to exist singularly on this planet as a physical entity, then the necessity of sustaining its survival would be of utmost importance. It also, goes hand-in-hand in logical deciphering that along with this infinite expression as a human being, the exact and precise form would be established for the exemplary type of experience desired. IF this be the case, then, we can also incorporate the idea of a certain quality of musical breath deemed needful from whatever we face in the run of our lifetime.

To sum it up, we are solar beings who resonate with and for a specific air quality obtained from the foods we eat, water we drink, activities we engage in and light we bathe in. The emotional interactions we form with a variety of people makes for a celebrated inexhaustible menu of exchange, as well. In order to study the breath which is so vitally important to the well-being of our existence, we must become aware of its relative significance by honoring the sound of our sacredly intoned sound of music.

“Music is the Secret We Must All Evolve Into.” (MODE of Cosmic Therapy©, 1983) Without the connection of our inherent musical sway, we bumble, tumble and stumble around in the dark ever seeking for our place and purpose. Yes, we can and must tune into our unceasing vibratory SUN infused tone. We simply cannot exist favorably without its lulling, alluring stimulating, and hypnotic effect. We are motivated by its soothing and regenerative melody, alone. What we are, no questions asked: SUN gyrated Music in motion!

IF we are disconnected from the arousing sexual sound, resonating from our precious ruthless soul, we lose the magnetizing bubbling ability to create and attract what we desire. We are electrified magnets of the highest order! When ingesting and expelling the Sun’s ineffable glory, our soul reverberates passion in the outside world. Our soul’s Music (energy) demonstrates every form of art we will ever produce while alive. Our uniquely infiltrated human form expresses every manifestation there possibly can be, for us! We attract our relationships by and through the amount of energy we possess.

Cooking releases music. The two arts are inseparable. The seemingly mysterious language of God is nothing more than a series of culinary notes, tones, melodies and cadences set in unmistakable rhythm. The recipe for unrelenting happiness is found within this unified song. The distilled verses represent the stream of our life depicting the message and the purpose of why we are spinning in this galaxy. By the way: What’s your favorite song? Have you sung it lately?

Raindrops Accumulate on a Windowsill; the Pier is Dry Who Says We Must Be Seen In a Good Light?

2012-02-07T21:26:02Z

2-6-12 Moon in Leo Kin 140 6 Muluc

Would we rather have someone say we were preferably polite or delicately distracted? Is there a marked difference? Are we ever in an objective enough position to evaluate? Why is it important, (IF it is) for us to be seen in the best light possible? Exactly how is ‘that’ determined and surmised? Do we not decide, delegate and interpret how we are being perceived or are we so consumed with the ‘positive aspects’ , we assume, are associated with our own personality, we never fully realize, appreciate or accept the multi-layered conflicting energy we send out? In other words, are we so disconnected from the basic projection of our real core, we continually send out and receive contrary, ambiguous and confusing messages?

Often times, we accuse others of not understanding our words, misinterpreting our intent, or perceive them as attacking us for having relayed an unintentional subliminal message; which they would NOT do if they hadn’t received it in the first place. We are quick to ‘jump back at them’ in our defense, defending and demanding we never meant whatever it was they received ‘wrong’ in the conversation. However, the problem lies not in the other’s perception or evaluation but in our own turbulent insistence not to effectively LISTEN whole-heartedly to what the other is trying to convey to us. This skillful art of listening requires focus, attention and most of all, interest. We are wrapped up in what we are outwardly projecting (saying) we dismiss the other, {rather rudely, in fact}, in the midst of loudly declaring, what they have to say is unimportant, trite and inconsequential.

Do we consciously do this all the time? No. It’s only on those occasions when we are so busy (much too busy); not allowing adequate space in our hearts, minds and parameter of life-sustaining energy, for the other to slip in. We ‘cut them off’ at the pass, so to speak. And, they feel it! Not only do they perceive that we are dismissing “them” (and what they have to say) as unimportant, but they feel slighted and slimed for having bothered us in the first place. We need never to be that busy and IF we are, our responsibility is to make it plain that we are not in a frame of mind to interact at the present time, since we are engaged in a project that matters to us. IF we are crystal clear, without lauding any arrogance of tone, many hurt and misunderstood feelings in various relationships could be aborted.

But, what happens, most often times, we interrupt whatever we are busily involved in, simply because we feel the unrelated emotional need to respond or interpret we might feel guilty IF we don’t. All sorts of undeveloped complications and unnecessary confrontations ensue because of this disconnected ‘from the source’ response. Why we are unable to stay focused and committed to our present work without inviting gnawing aggravations (stimulated by us though it appears as if they come from others) to unsettle and dismantle, remains as a psychologically oppressive question. Instead of investigating why we can’t either terminate the confrontation, with conscious clarity, before it gets out of hand, or accept the generating motive offered from ourselves as a means to get ‘less busy’, change the project or readjust the specific ‘set in stone’ attitude with which we are approaching either our work or the people in our lives, we add insult to injury by refusing to see our dismembering discussions about the incident.

We bunker down in our defensive position, as if, entrenched in a field of land mines, too anxious and up tight to offer an honest, courteous reply. It’s a shame, really. Life is much too short to form and mutilate relationships with a pointless, lazy, indifferent approach. IF we are truly operating from the foundational core of our being, involving ourselves in project that elicit our utmost passion, we do have enough time to get everything done we want to achieve. We never have to offend or attack another. It’s only when we are too insecure, unsure and ambivalent about what we are engaged in that causes the difficulties. It is written,”You can’t serve two masters. You will either love the one or hate the other…”Paraphrased.

IF we are dedicated, focused and committed to a project that matters to us, we will maintain an authentic enthusiastic demeanor. Why? Because the project will add to our energy level and not deplete it. We will never feel as if someone or something interferes because we will convey our feelings in an open, honest, and understandable, {incapable of being misconstrued} manner in which the other does not feel left out or ignored. Am I saying we have to babysit others in order not to offend or discredit? No. I am merely saying a straightforward acknowledgement and open dialogue of true intent, with both parties, will remove the confusion. Our part in the matter ends with us needing to be thought of as kind, considerate, good and compassionate. Their part involves them being direct and sincere enough to appreciate candidness and forthrightness in the relationship.

Let’s consider an example; cutting our hair represents that place in our life where we are openly declaring that we need a new perspective. In some way, we are declaring we are ready for a new start, so much so, that we welcome the change, not as an offensive intrusion but an eager invitation. No matter how it turns out! We have the gracious opportunity to look directly at the celebrated obvious signs, (in our own monotonous habitual character) saying with full exuberance, that although we cut our hair many times throughout a lifetime, we basically remain the same with no change whatsoever.

We get up and leave the hairdresser’s station with all of our former plans of success still intact, undisturbed and certainly not inconvenienced (since we were the ones to solicit her service, time and appointment). We do not blame the hairdresser for having messed up our hair, {IF, in fact, she does} for our lives have not been altered one single bit. We have, been able to see just how demanding, intolerant and unpleasant we are as a person based on the emotional response we give.

IF we go a little bit deeper, we can see beyond the hairstyle of the moment. We could even be able to realize we are not of this world nor have we ever been. So opinions, and intrusions and ‘bad’ haircuts don’t bother us in the least. We KNOW, beyond a shadow of a doubt there is much more not seen than can be seen, felt or smelled by our finite senses. Cutting our hair frees our mind so that we are able to discern the activity of demobilizing spirit of division working to invade us at all times. We are never to be encumbered by needless trivial matters that would so beset us. It’s just a hair cut for God’s sake. It will grow back. Just like the person who may want and need our attention when we’re not willing to give it. No need to get upset with them. They simply don’t realize how tied up we are. We don’t even know it, how could they possibly discern the lack of freedom we feel? Who knows? They could possibly offer us a ‘what seems to be’ barrier brush to untangle the impervious knots of 'being so important and special' we cling to.