Truth Is...

 all people want to come forth, 

emerge moment to moment, so long as we live, 

from pride and joy, as do flowers

and all living things.

Forget all these words, drop them, trust a wordless feeling 

from which all languages emerge…

trust it as it is...as it is felt within you...now.

Do not say, “I cannot”. Of course we can.

From the beginning you have known this. 

TRUTH

Am-ness spoke, saying,

“Arise my son, and greet the day. And Source added, have a happy one. Stay alert. 

 It feels so good. All will be added to you before you have asked it to be so.

Nothing is left undone. Every jot and every tittle

is as it should be for your daily surprises. 

Follow the butterfly of your heart. 

I love you.”    

Big Picture

We are in the age of specialized everything, including 

science. Little attention is paid to the whole big picture, as if it 

does not even count. The teachers who have genuinely 

helped me have been those who were relentless in the 

repetition of one simple message concerning what is the big 

picture, saying, if I know that, I am whole, and a whole person 

is bound to inherit the Earth.

I know what true wealth is now. I know what a penniless man 

can accomplish that no billionaire with all his money can 

even remotely touch. I am not going to insult you by telling 

you what that is, even if i could.

And that brings me finally to repeat my point. Those who 

have loved me gave me one thing...freedom...in the 

knowledge that that I have already within me everything I 

am going to need to be fulfilled 

as a human being. They encouraged me to spend time alone 

with that very real presence. By reassuring 

me that it is not something to be explained to me from outside 

myself I found I had the inborn courage to trust what I felt in my heart to 

be enough and it was my heart. Inborn courage is heart. The whole 

Universe is in there.

If I were a swan I'd fly.

Takes a lotta lies to keep a marriage goin'. All one need know about marriage to decide on it.


Takes a lotta lies to keep an employment contract goin'. All one need know about a job to decide on it. 

Takes a lotta lies to keep a nation goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a church goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a hospital goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a zoo goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a rock band goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep competition goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a war goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a sales force goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep Facebook goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep Hollywood goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a charity goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep the Super Bowl goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep the World Series goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep the Final Four goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep the Masters Tournament goin'.


Takes a lotta lies to keep a ______ system goin'.

LIFE, AS SUCH, OUGHT NEVER BE ORGANIZED.


Whatever is organized is as good as dead. Turn out the lights. The party's over.
The stars were set in motion to guide every ship. Free. Equally do they shine upon all. Align, align, align. Then shall you know. It is not going to be by saying “over there” or “over here” or “adjust that” or “adjust this” or “believe” or “act out” or “meditate” or “speak lines” that you will align. This is not spiritual. It is done by realizing that alignment is, was, and will be. What will need to be was done at the start. When aligned with truth, all flows like wind and water and nothing is left to chance.
Study Nikola Tesla, Gregory Bateson, and Buckminster Fuller on the abundance of free energy. 

When Thoughts That Describe Me Cease

A human being is designed magnificently to enjoy every day of life.

The only thing that blocks us is the thoughts we have concerning ourselves. These act as a cloudy, murky veil and the veil blinds us. Since we no longer experience ourselves as we are we see nothing else as it is. We see artificially. Live artificially. What else can we do?

We are not abandoned. The moment those thoughts dissolve, as they will certainly on the last day of each life, and they do when a crisis brings down our tower of thoughts about who we are, the person experiences who he really happens to be...experience of true self is the state he is forced into, a place beyond thought. In the state where no mind is talking there is reality itself. Simply, the veil has dropped. This is when greatness appears...seems to have come out of nowhere as soon as we think about it because the thinker's elimination brought it to light and the thinker has returned to explain again.

So, over the centuries, many practices will continue to evolve out of this experience to encourage us to eliminate the thoughts on our own rather than to wait for death or great loss to bring it about suddenly and painfully. These practices have a way of growing into organized religions. It must be the thinking mind's counter punch. The lesson is soon lost in dogma. So, we are left with a lot of thought concerning what will happen to us after we die...so, what is useless to us becomes more interesting to us than our very life unfolding before us day by day.

Check this out.  We shift from a point of view that life is a gift to be cherished and experienced fully for itself to: life is a test to determine what kind of after-life we will receive. What a rip-off! Life is postponed.

Intellectuals believe the state of an active mind describing itself to itself is liberation, not a veil at all. It is strange, but, a puppet starts to teach that to be one is to be set free and that the job of the puppet is to strive to be more and more and more. False pride is the motivator now. You can see why that is and how schools and museums came to be and how they operate, if you want to see it. Schools and museums soon manufacture political operators and their operatives.

Only as God made me am I. Only as God made me will I know God. Only when I know God am I real. 

What more do I need?

What Does a Nobody Have To Do With it?

So, what is the contribution of Bob Dylan? In 500 words. A man changes his name as part of a performance for the stage.

He discovers New York City at a crucial moment in time, 1961-ish, when he is very young, 19, and unknown...where music is happening as a part of a whole wide spectrum of an art explosion in a local scene in the “Village”. It was a freak show. But, a really interesting one. There were lots of chances to perform and not so many restrictions on a nobody to take part in it however irritating. This explosion of free expression was not happening in many places, some say there were none like it in the United States or anywhere else at the time. These things happen from time to time and nobody knows why they happen…it takes a nobody who knows nothing really to know something important at such a time and place. I know this to be true. Perhaps so do you.

I want intentionally to make this short, compact or it will miss the point. I aim to point. To point to what you most want to know. It is about you.

What the actor did for us is this- he in a hurry proved what one of us can do. Not somebody else. Anyone. Acting alone. By 1965 Dylan was famous in the U.S. and abroad. By doing the opposite of what the world told him to do he became overnight a force it (the world) was powerless to halt changing all the rules along the way as if he were in charge! But there was a reason that cannot be stopped.

Now, for the heart of it. Dylan's action reworks by direct demonstration the very essence of man's understanding of what is a genius. World-wide.

We know by his life a genius is not a special human being who stands above most or all of the rest, he is you. And he is giving that demonstration very often more than 50 years later! That is generosity. Love.

This has come to me slowly, sometimes haltingly. At several points I have felt I have lost the strain of thought altogether. I am so glad to arrive at the point finally. I am not wasting time explaining his songs. I am accepting them humbly for what they are.

Nobody is not a genius!

Before the flood, Bob Dylan did not think of himself as a songwriter at all. What drove him was an urge he had to fulfill that has no name. That is where genius resides. In that seed of an idea. It is expressed poetically as I am going home.

See the difference? We, civilized man as he thinks of himself, we have been wasting enormous resources of creative energy in a game that makes most, nearly all, of us dullards who await instruction from a so-called hand full of geniuses. These are fakes, entirely, and it is obvious. These are merely those few of us who show great skill at a game that is going nowhere. They drive a train that will derail and we all know it. Bob Dylan was and is going somewhere.

The funniest part is that all we do today is ask for an angel to come among us and fix us.

All that has blocked humans from the dream ever since we betrayed ourselves...before the Great Pyramids...has been a simple misunderstanding of our nature. The true genius is anyone who dares step forward as a true man. You say, I don't know how to do that.

Truth is, it is the only thing you do know how to do to perfection.

Thanks, Bob.