Navigating the Subtle, Magic is Real

An excellent article written by a fellow techie who heard the subtle song and followed the path within.

Magic is Real

I don’t know how, but I know why this new subtle path rises in my and other’s lives. It was the original path at the root of all things. Before our industrial and technology revolution you could tune into the only channel in the Universe, it just wasn’t a commonly known thing, it laid hidden beneath, gently influencing our culture and keeping us from going over the edge. Well, that path is more than a genie in a lamp, that’s the fools trap, its about realizing your connection to all things. That’s a threatening idea to a lot of our culture on Earth right now. So much fear, greed and living for yourselves distracted in the illusion and permanence of matter.

We must sing a new song. I and my generation feel and experience the Universe. Its not learned in a book. There is not an equation to describe it. Though some would only settle to know how the matter moves, I found out why and how to be whatever you want. In the moment you have access to enormous power infinite power if you are in balance and able to channel it. That ego is your biggest bag to check. You must cease your thinking. The source of so many problems, thinking and desire. Just follow the words so often spoken by the wisest of us, to find yourself you must die.

It’s transmitted from person to person and lived in loving community. Alchemy is not about turning lead into gold. Its about transforming and merging what’s above with what’s below. It’s a self reinforcing path and others can only show you the way. You have to do the work. And it does take work. Its a costly grace in my experience.

You may have no faith or a great one, all of us reduce down to the same stuff and all have access to the same Truth. The world does not need governments. That’s the illusion. We don’t need to be controlled or feared. My generation and the Millennials are waking up and we will show you old farts a thing or two. You think we are weird, distracted, hyper, crazy, deluded? We do not just live for ourselves or live for the false security of matter.

I am clearer than a still mountain lake
I am beautiful in my splendor
My songs and prayers fill the heavens
A sweet incense to the higher ones
I wish you peace and love
I wish for you to awaken from your slumber
And take your place among the stars

I promise you, we will crash across the Universe with our love and songs!

The Universe In Me, Life at ~18.5 tredecillion FPS

How can you describe something infinite in a linear way using monkey brain abstractions? You can’t, you have to see for yourself. That’s the truth folks. Forgive my hubris, but let me illustrate my point. Imagine living in a straight line, no up or down, just straight ahead, only seeing what was in front of you, a one dimensional life. There is a Universe you would not see in every other direction than the point you were at.

My hubris, perhaps we should wonder how man is so sure of anything. I have become convinced that what human monkey brains think they know about reality could fit into 1 Quanta of an unspeakable number of Quanta in our holographic universe. I’m no Physicist or Mathematician, so forgive my child like descriptions of reality, which is the only way to truly see it, eyes wide open, as a child.

Now imagine you are one of the first Human monkey brains walking on the Savannah in Africa 100,000 years ago. Humans have no speech at this time and all they could do was grunt, have babies, hunt and kill each other. We started speaking 50k+ years ago. The oldest cave art in the world is between 35k-40k years old. Interesting most of the earliest paintings were by women, see above.

Ancient hands guiding us indeed.
Reminding us of something.
The paintings haunt me.

Writing came much later, maybe 6000 years ago.

Interesting. I see a progression, an evolution perhaps?!

There are trillions and trillions of biological events happening in your body at the same time at any given moment that you have no awareness of. You experience an infinitesimal awareness of all those processes and you get to be alive and walk around, which is pretty great if you ask me.

The smallest unit of time our physics understands is Planck Time. More specifically, one Planck Time is 5.39106×10-44 seconds. That means there are 1.85492×1043 Planck Times in a second, i.e. greatly simplified, life moves at ~18.5 tredecillion FPS.

Trillions and trillions of entangled particles in your body traveling through the universe in space and time at ~18.5 tredecillion Frames Per Second. That’s a lot of information! Where does it all go? Perhaps the whirling dervishes or Rumi can tell us.

Staggering, I mean crushing in scope and reality. I want a computer that will play my real life simulation at ~18.5 tredecillion Frames Per Second. What kind of technology could create a simulation like that, with almost no BSODs?! To my monkey brain, that kind of simulation is impossible, but I can only use 5 senses to determine that. 5 vs. ~18.5 tredecillion. Hmm, what really do we know, really! Can you yield at least this point? The scale of what we do not know seems like the number infinity to me. The reality is we live at infinity frames per second. Life is continuous, so we don’t quite live in frames, more like space braids in time maybe.

What is this gift of Being at ~18.5 tredecillion FPS? I love that number, I am going to tattoo it on me. It is truly wondrous. It comes down to perspective I guess. I looked at the staggering amount I could not know in my conscious awareness and I went within. Hey, that’s me. I found something there and I was bumped out of linear life and began experiencing more wavelengths, awake.

A great many things became clear to me. A compassion grew in me. Synchronicities multiplied and grace flowed in my life. Most other struggles ceased and pointless things fell away. I began to bubble poetry and speak as if it was a matter of life and death to those I loved around me. The boat corrected itself. Not that I have arrived somewhere or am claiming enlightenment. We have to push against something to grow. I always want to push. I love pushing. I don’t want to throw in the towel and float away a guru. I chose to fight and push. I want to see the Universe, all Universes! That might just take eternity. I want to push up against the Universe itself. What must I become to push against the Universe? What kind of muscles would one have at that point? Grace means to receive the Presence of the Divine. To be connected to it, filled by it, purified and cleansed by it. Because that will be what will happen. There is something with me, in me. Crazy, huh? I’m a fool and we are all living in an absurd dream. Perhaps the ADHD of my generation and many before was an attempt to jump humans out of our linear trap of thinking, programming and living.

We can see more
We feel more
We hurt more
We struggle more
We hear more

But the vessel must be prepared and seasoned to receive. Let the ones of us who can make the connections and follow the threads show you the path to a truly amazing reality. Show you some of the 360 view. Because I tell you with no shame and burning Love, that there is a truly unspeakable reality beyond our view. And as soon as someone tells you they know and tries to explain it, you know they have never been. But that reality only points back to the beauty of this one. Yin and Yang. I chose to live in the moment. This is the perfect moment and the one I chose. Christ and many others showed us the way. A true teacher will take you to the water, but you must venture in and dive deep. No one can take that journey but you. It takes courage and faith. It will cost you everything. The truth is beyond all the liars and charlatans in this world. I am no one special. I just opened myself to something more and confronted every fear in my life and the ultimate fear, death. Can we conquer death, perhaps, but from fear or faith? I chose faith.

I have found a treasure no one can take away. An unshakeable hope. It silences all doubt and fear. It has cleansed and purified me. Poetry is just my joy and wonder of a particular moment in time. We are not our past moments, those are gone. Learn what you can from them and move on. We are easily trapped by them. We are infinite in the moment if we choose to be. How much you choose to receive of what the Universe is broadcasting is up to you. What is life but a dream.

This was a good day and I am thankful.

Quantum Mantra Perfection

This is a Quantum conjunction…created and forged before time.

And with lyrics…

Mantra Lyrics

A vision of you there
Standing tall
By the gate

Everything is new
Stare into
What is not
Yet

As your bones grow
And you feel the pain
In exchange

Experiences hang
Run round your mind
And collide

Hang your toes
Over the edge
Cause you can

You can switch your place
Hide inside
If you try

You’ll open up your eyes
And realize
How you fit
In the wild

A lion is a lion
No apologies
And a leash
Is a leech

In a corral
You’re safe and warm
Pass it on to
Every Sheep

Time and time again
You stick your self
To accept
Someone else

Give up the wish
Let go of the dream
Barricade
Fantasy

Burn the dogma
Let the fire
Overtake
The desire
To define

(I will find a way
To keep this moment)
What’s raging
(For myself I will find a way)
Out of control
Like a wheel

(I will find a way)
Like a storm
(To keep this moment for myself)
Like a virus
(I will find a way)
Like an ocean
Like a silence

(I will find a way)
An emotion
(To keep this moment for myself)
Like a darkness
(I will find a way)
Like a chance

An idea
(I will find a way)
Like a verb
Like an outrage
(To keep this moment for myself)
Like a sunrise
Like a monster
(I will find a way)
Like a monster
Like a mantra
Like a mantra

(Nothing be the same)
(Nothing be the same)
(Nothing be the same)
(Nothing)

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Will never be the same
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God Is Love and the Spirit of Truth, A Meditation

“You, dear children, are from God and have overcome them, because the one who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world. 5They are from the world and therefore speak from the viewpoint of the world, and the world listens to them. 6We are from God, and whoever knows God listens to us; but whoever is not from God does not listen to us. This is how we recognize the Spirita of truth and the spirit of falsehood.

God’s Love and Ours

7Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. 8Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.” – 1 John 4:4-8

I do believe in some creator more wondrous than any limited version a Human can conjure. Until we realize we are all part of the same family, we will fail. That time hopefully will come soon. I would ask you to consider these words for truly God is Love and if you don’t have Love in your heart you can not step on the path.

My Words of Power: Peace, Vision and Love

I enjoy a lot of world music. It’s interesting to hear voices from other cultures, but I come from the good ole USA, and we sell and package our culture. I was always seeking real things, looking beneath. I had to come to the end of knowledge and asking. I was just avoiding going within and really seeing myself.

These words wash over me and I often recite them to myself. I submit them simply as the words that help me find my center. Blessings.

I love this prayer, which wasn’t even written by St Francis, but in his spirit after WWI. I identify most with him, other than Christ. Not that I am like them, but I love the vision they lived. I have recited and enjoyed this since high school. These words are buried deep in me coming alive. I think having it written in modern times makes it more relevant and challenging.

I also include “Be Thou My Vision”. It comes up often for me. I hope they encourage a little, faithless or not.

The Peace Prayer of St. Francis

by an anonymous Norman c. 1915 A.D. Peace Prayer
Lord make me an instrument of your peace Where there is hatred,
Let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is error, truth;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
And where there is sadness, Joy.

O Divine Master grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled
As to console;
To be understood, as to understand;
To be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Be Thou My Vision

Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.
Thou my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.

Be Thou my wisdom, and Thou my true word;
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father, I Thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.

Be Thou my battle shield, sword for the fight;
Be Thou my dignity, Thou my delight;
Thou my soul’s shelter, Thou my high tower:
Raise Thou me heavenward, O power of my power.

Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, my treasure Thou art.

High King of Heaven, my victory won,
May I reach Heaven’s joys, O bright Heaven’s sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, O ruler of all.