Tag: nonduality

Little-egos, L'egos.

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There is the unique “ego” of the little child in the fable
“The Emperor's New Clothes” that yells: “the Emperor has no clothes.”

Sacred Sex

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there is NOTHING sacred about sex:
we are god's living and breathing
quivering and shivering
moaning and groaning porn shop.

— O'no

Duality's Trinity

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the “Holy” Trinity is not about god,
it is all about the COVERT or Hidden fourth, Satan, of the overt three, Trinity.

Satan is the “Holy Trinity” of Religion, Humanities and Science

the illusion, fiction, called thinking

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if there was such a thing as "thinking"
then it would be all about
the way One appears many.

thinking is
the brainwashed bullshit
that makes the One appear many.

How to Experience Oneness with This Moment

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"One way to look at meditation
is that you are letting go
of your separation with this moment.

You are letting go of the notion
that there is a you that is separate
from this moment.

One that is None

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I am ONE
that thoughts make None.
All gods, gurus, prophets and saints are my fables
that worship makes real
by Hating me.

Worship twists and tortures reality

Reality's Rule

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REALITY'S RULE: The Covert makes the Overt APPEAR real.
In Science: The Covert or Hidden, Missing, Universe makes the Overt or Visible Universe appear real.

Box 'n Mouse

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Box is Reality
Mouse is Movement.

that thoughts make NONE.

I AM not Mind nor its body..
… thoughts come from INSIDE
that is far far outside the BOX called Reality.

Enlightenment & The Power of Now

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"It's very easy
to carry the past
around with you.

To think about what happened
or a year ago
or 20 years ago.

To think
you could have done
something different

The Fall (Thomas Merton)

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The Fall
By Thomas Merton
(1915 - 1968)

There is no where in you a paradise that is no place and there You do not enter except without a story.

To enter there is to become unnameable.

Whoever is nowhere is nobody, and therefore cannot exist except as unborn: No disguise will avail him anything.

Such a one is neither lost nor found.

But he who has an address is lost.

They fall, they fall into apartments and are securely established!

They find themselves in streets. They are licensed
To proceed from place to place.

They now know their own names.
They can name several friends and know
Their own telephones must some time ring.

If all telephones ring at once, if all names are shouted at once and all cars crash at one crossing:
If all cities explode and fly away in dust,
Yet identities refuse to be lost. There is a name and a number for everyone.

There is a definite place for bodies, there are pigeon holes for ashes:
Such security can business buy!

Who would dare to go nameless in so secure a universe?
Yet, to tell the truth, only the nameless are at home in it.

They bear with them in the center of nowhere the unborn flower of nothing:

This is the paradise tree. It must remain unseen until words end and arguments are silent.

— Thomas Merton