To speak of God who has been deposed by man from Its Great Kingdom is silly, ridiculous. The Power behind life as we know it from the beginning cannot be banished by man. That is too silly. More wise by far for each man to banish himself from his own flimsy kingdom made by thought over time with smoke and mirrors. The Once And Only Kingdom is, was, and will be. Harmonize with it by removing all concepts that bind your own life. Come empty of choosing for you want finally not to find “what I like” but “what is real”.  You will not be shopping any longer. You must first look into it very seriously and with all your attention see what binds you. Once you see it all the binding elements will be banished from your mind, by your mind, and you will be free to represent the rest of humanity. You can do this if you have the requisite intensity.

 My parents seemed always to worry about money.

It was mentioned often in the walls of our home. 

“We cannot afford it” began every conversation about spending the dollar. 

We cannot, not, not, not

We cannot.

A limited point of view.

Whether we eventually spent it and enjoyed ourselves or not they had to have the conversation it seemed to me. Whether it was a meal out, a new shirt, a vacation, a bigger house, a new car, an acre of dirt 

we had the conversation. 

It really got me when my Dad, the one most convinced that we were poor, would actually bring up the question of whether we might splurge to have fun knowing all along 

he would take the most extreme position finally and eventually assure us we were not going to spend one dime, but first, 

he would torment us by beginning a “whole family’s desire” for something new.

I recall that every vacation went through several decisions not to go before we finally threw things in suitcases and hauled ass or we stayed home as undeserving, miserable people.

Just traveling, with nowhere to go, has given me to know what luxury really is-

I know not where my next meal is coming from. Experts define me as among the poorest of the poor to be pitied.  And yet I have a quiet mind. A quiet mind does not attract attention and cares not to impress anybody. It is that simple. Never does a conversation in my head occur before I act. Such action is uncorrupted by words. And I act from an intelligence that will suffer no nonsense. Trouble-free, this life has magic all over it, and I feel like the wealthiest human on Earth each and every day.

What is clear is it was never the “thing” our family lacked it was simply to be surprised with some new way to see what there is to see. Life, and life alone, absolutely overflows with an unlimited supply of that at all times and there is more than enough for everybody and the supply is protected in such a manner that nobody can deprive another of it. Clear thinkers are not concerned with greed and those others whose thinking is unclear see not the actual wealth though it abounds perceive not the existence even of a human being with a quiet mind. 

Sincerely, Johnny Smith

 Angels rush in where fools fear to tread and the joke is that the place is where nobody need defend himself against any other and beauty abounds all around and kindness rules and generosity overwhelms while harmony prevails. The place is timeless and is within the human consciousness of everyone deeper, much deeper than is the place of ego, also within us,  which was put together by the world of human beings over time so time rules there and it pleases human egos which fear in horror any place where time is not available to them for they worship time. 

Egos have to think, you know, and figure out everything in advance of action. Where the angels rush to be there is no thinking at all which means, of course, there is no confusion at all. You can go there instantly and stay as long as you like but you cannot take ego (your self image) with you. There is a way to work out an arrangement with ego (the thinker) to divide your life between the timeless and the time bound. Look very closely at both and realize, hey, we will let thinking do what it is good at and we will do the rest from the place of beauty. There is so much more intelligence where there is no wastage of energy on conflict and confusion.

 He who offers you nothing brings the greatest gift. Watch for that one. Drop everything when it is offered. Life is at stake. You know not how many opportunities will be yours this lifetime.

One body coming to another in silence allows communion,

a melodious way of living,

a bubbling up inside a thing rightly called love.

 By reason of images created in our brains are we taken out of our very own lives to always be dying. On the other side of death lies our real life we are taught to believe. We call it Paradise or Heaven or the like. Or reincarnation. Life has become a stage upon which we prepare for it, like in a rehearsal. It is the Pinocchio story we experience in an illusion of our own making. Real life escapes us. Real life is unknown to the illusion.

When two meet and fall in love, each with the image of the other, there is no love. It is called love by the images but it is concern for an image and that is not love. That false brand of love is the image of love not the fact of love. It is like we fall in love with the image of love not anything real.

 Love, a living thing, comes to no conclusion, not ever. It is there like scent in a flower. When self concern ends love remains.  Love may seem to come and to go but it is self concern that comes and goes. It seems love abandons us at its own whim but we abandon love with self concern. If I want to be naked but keep trying on clothes I can imagine the absence of nakedness as a loss. A man said to me “ I want to be free but I feel no sense of freedom”. The greatest freedom I know about is the discovery “I have never really loved anybody or anything. I have been most concerned about myself and have been calling it love.” At that point one can find that love is there. Cleaning is a negative process. One does not add cleanliness to a bathtub, one removes the dirt and exposes cleanliness that is there. Love is found in the same way. Self concern is that dirt. Love is a living thing.