Hey, Let's Just Play Like We Care

Just for the purpose of a discussion let me suggest a game...basketball.

It was invented by a Canadian up North to give students some practical

outlet for physical exercise during winter months. Simple.

It caught on across the country. Kids enjoy the game. It is healthy play.

It even has the added benefit of teaching teamwork and cooperation and

the beauty of our bodies. Good things. Still, it is a game. That may be an

important thing to remember. Let us see.

Because what happened next was that people have forgotten it is a game to

provide play and promote the health of youngsters. They have come to

believe it to be worthy of the dynamics of adults in the pursuit of its...what?

Imagine such a thing in the bee world. Bees decide to play basketball. What

if spinach did that? Water? Air?

Politics is a lot like basketball. It's a gamble too. Religions? They are too.

Oh, and for sure, corporations and money and the stock markets and the

real estate game and banking and all the other gambling schemes for becoming

rich...these begin in the minds of men also... and lead to a world where people

cannot feed one another. Don't even want to feed one another. Bobby Kennedy

found this to be unbelievable and he asked, “why don't we...feed one another?

We're rich!

Oh, well, we can always play games. But, is it not important at least to consider

seriously what is worthy of grown-up human endeavor? Should we not feed one

another? Of course, food for the belly. What of adequate shelter and clothing?

Opportunities to learn? What of food for the heart? Nourishment for the instincts

to be kind and generous and fair? Beauty? Enough beauty for everybody? What

would that be like? Love enough for everybody. What would a world like that be

like? What if all people spent time diligently working at the creation of something

with but the single purpose of expressing beauty? Are we really so unworthy of such

a world as that one?

The Pharaoh-God who was created to hate the human underbelly 

orders a minion to fashion a noose whose fibers are guaranteed to 

choke the breath of life from any kids who run free. It was a scary time 

for children of difference.

All the words of all the many languages of the different tribes of 

people who have lived on Earth came forth from wordless 

experiences. The experiences do not argue, people do. The 

languages and the books created using them do not argue, people do. 

With all the experiences we have in common, why do people argue I 

want to know?

Until a certain age I am told children placed in a room together will 

play in parallel. Not in opposition. Then a change happens. An 

argument ensues. From where did it arise? I was taught as a child the 

competition I was experiencing among my friends was natural to man. 

I doubt it. It is the work of Pharaoh's minion.

That minion is very clever, shrewd, studious, and scheming; quick to 

devise and apply new ideas is he. With time he learned a million tricks 

or more. Of the once plentiful, profuse, and abounding number of kids 

of difference there are practically none left now, and, they have been 

made to be very still and silent and invisible. But, no matter how hard 

the world pushes against them, within them, there is something 

stronger, something better pushing right back.

It is coming. If others are as lonely as we are wouldn't it be ignorant to 

remain apart from them?

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?