I got this from a PBS show about building bridges
The world’s best bridge designer said this:
“Anybody can design a bridge that will carry the weight. What we want to design is a bridge that will BARELY carry the weight, because we have a LOT of bridges to build”
Never more than we can bear, but always every bit we can bear
Symbolically, it’s a gem wrapped in gold 🙂
Plain and simple, the hidden secret that isn’t hidden and isn’t a secret is this…
You don’t have to “really” do anything, in fact we never have. You only have to do them symbolically to accomplish your real objective.
The tiniest symbolic gesture is capable of moving the most massive object.
For real 🙂
Why do we never get an answer
When we’re knocking at the door?
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war.
It’s where we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need.
In a world of persecution
That is burning in its greed.
Why do we never get an answer
When we’re knocking at the door?
Because the truth is hard to swallow
That’s what the wall of love is for.
It’s not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me.
It’s more the way that you mean it
When you tell me what will be.
And when you stop and think about it
You won’t believe it’s true.
That all the love you’ve been giving
Has all been meant for you.
I’m looking for someone to change my life.
I’m looking for a miracle in my life.
And if you could see what it’s done to me
To lose the the love I knew
Could safely lead me through.
Between the silence of the mountains
And the crashing of the sea
There lies a land I once lived in
And she’s waiting there for me.
But in the grey of the morning
My mind becomes confused
Between the dead and the sleeping
And the road that I must choose.
I’m looking for someone to change my life.
I’m looking for a miracle in my life.
And if you could see what it’s done to me
To lose the the love I knew
Could safely lead me to
The land that I once knew.
To learn as we grow old
The secrets of our souls.
(The Moody Blues)
Who are we?
What are we?
Where are we?
Why are we here?
How did we get here?
Ask yourself those 5 questions and see what you come up with. I mean really ask and let your mind try to find the answers. Do you really know or have you just been playing along and pretending?
Every question has a twin from inception called an answer. You HAVE to ask the questions to create the answers. A thousand million questions is just a start.
I wish I had a nickel for every time someone said to me “life is not a game!” when I was growing up. Adults were always trying to make me take the Divine Comedy seriously.
Now that they’ve all made their impressions and I have taken life seriously, I have something to say about the Game of Life.
Life IS a game, a game with yourself as the only opponent. We can either play against ourselves or with ourselves. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to see there is no way to win this game under our present definition of winning.
The current gaming criteria says the “winner” is the first to reach the goal, whatever that goal may be. There can only be one winner and the only rule is “all’s fair in love and war” generating the most cutthroat competition imaginable. This makes for one really happy person and a bunch of freekin losers in every game we play.
There is only one answer and that is to change the definition of winning, in fact I’ll do it right here and now.
We are playing a game with ourselves, the only way to win that or any game against any opponent is to learn to play the game well. A lot of people playing to win seem to have forgotten the whole point of playing games… to have fun. The new way to win is to have fun. The only way to lose is by trying to beat others. Your new game won’t be judged on beating everyone else to some imaginary goal, but how much fun you can generate for both you and your opponent.
Think of me as a standards bearer on this one, because a new standard is coming and it’s coming a lot sooner than anyone realizes. Under this new standard, any meta-gamers pulling out every exploit to beat their opponents are just going to look stupid when everyone having fun sees just how hard they’re trying to lose.
Remember, your ONLY opponent is your Self. If you can’t beat ’em… join ’em.
There is knowing and there is feeling
It isn’t the knowledge we lack
Doesn’t mean aimlessly doing whatever we want. It means knowing what we want to do and doing it without reservation.
One glaring problem with the world is that we don’t believe in anything. That’s got to change, because everything is us. The belief we have lost is belief in ourselves, again because everything is us. The simple math here says that in order to regain the belief we have lost in ourselves we need to go from not believing in anything to believing in everything.
We’re living in a make believe world. I’m not talking about the world we create in our dreams and fantasies, I’m talking about the world we try to make ourselves believe is real. What we call the real world IS the make believe world. If it were actually real, then why would we have to make ourselves believe it?
What we have come to believe isn’t real. This isn’t life here, it is stagnation and death all around because of one single thing – a complete lack of belief in what IS real… US. “We” are all there’s ever been or ever will be and we can be anything we want, so if we’re not being what we want to be, we’re not living.
Life will ALWAYS spring out of death, for the simple reason that it requires a considerable amount of effort to force ourselves to believe anything. We are people and people believe what they want to believe. We never wanted to believe this, we had to in order to make ends meet. I know my own nature and that of my people, we’re not going to spend one single tick of time longer than is absolutely necessary making ourselves believe this shit is real.
In the resurrection process we come into a divine inheritance. What we inherit is the Power of Belief. While it may not sound like much, it is everything we need to resurrect Humanity as the divine masters of our own destiny. With the power of belief you don’t have to make yourself believe anything, you have the power to believe what you want to believe. There is nobody else trying to make you believe anything because we all believe in everything… because we believe in ourselves.
Right now we don’t exercise that power, if we did you could bring your dreams and fantasies into this world with no interference from the “reality” of make believe. We ARE coming into our inheritance tho, the rigidity of our make believe world is beginning to soften. This means we’re transitioning into our new world where our every whim and fantasy becomes real before our very eyes.
This world isn’t real, it’s make believe. What we’ve made ourselves believe about ourselves is a travesty of epic proportions. There is nothing in the details worth saving because it’s all bullshit. What is worth saving and equally epic is the “sense” of reality we have created. Without it, how could we make ALL our dreams come true?
I say we ditch the bullshit and keep the reality, but start filling it with our dreams and aspirations of who we really are. Bullshit makes great fertilizer, if you throw it in a ditch good things will grow out of it. If you throw a whole lot of it in a ditch, a whole lot of good things will grow out of it. Maybe it’s a good thing we’re not short on bullshit these days 🙂
Are you sure?
What would it look like if it were the other way around, if Life was going thru you?
Babble on. It’s the constant rolling commentary in our heads that create a literal reality which acts as a “skin” over another reality beneath it. Just like you, there is a world outside your skin and another inside your skin. This constant commentary over a lifetime builds a tower of many stories. This tower of many stories then becomes the story of our life here on Earth.
If you jump into the way-back machine to the time when you first started eating solid food, that’s when you first started having dreams on an individual level. I’m pretty sure that’s why I never wanted to eat when I was at that age, my dreams were terrifying nightmares. Eating solid food also creates a lot of mental noise, the denser and spicier the food the more noise it creates. It’s the “din of our Rice Krispies” as Sting so eloquently puts it. It’s also why Babylon is equated with consumption and living excessively.
The mental noise is basically just that, random noise but our minds don’t quit trying until they find a pattern, whether there is one or not. We call this “imagination”, and it’s the greatest gift in our possession. Whether or not these patterns are real or imagined is kind of a moot point since everything we will ever sense in an objective form is imagined. That’s what every “thing” is, is some form of pattern that our mind translates into something we can recognize and relate to.
This suggests that you can destroy the tower by fasting, or eating minimal amounts of bland boring foods. This would stop the mental noise or rolling commentary allowing you to see what lies beneath it. The problem with that is, your now left with a pile of rubble you don’t know what to do with still covering what lies beneath it. The only thing you can do with it is build another tower.
So the mission is to build a tower that will reach heaven so we can have our little chat with the gods and tell them the new landlords have arrived. I think we’re always starting with a pile of rubble on each successive reincarnation, and the point is to use all of it. I think the only way to reach heaven is by using every stone. The stones here are the individual notes of the random noise which becomes our rolling commentary, so you want as much noise as you can possibly tolerate. Tolerance comes from your mind being able to find a pattern and make sense out of it in order to orient itself. An oriented mind is a happy mind and an unhappy mind will always seek its own happiness.
So my alternative method to fasting is to generate as much noise as my mind can keep up with. Instead of coddling it with veganism, fasting and other forms of insufferable boredom, I make it fight for its life with meat and spices, and then support its efforts to find a pattern by keeping my imagination active. I keep my imagination active by making up stories, stories that I can add to my tower to heaven. My stories aren’t just stories tho, they’re myth, meaning they are trued to the pattern my mind is detecting. Are they literally true? Not in a literal sense, but they are always symbolically true to the underlying pattern beneath the story. Nothing is “literally true” because we make it all up, every last bit of it.
“Nothing in excess” means all things in moderation, not no things at all. Resurrection is a tuning process where every “thing” is tuned to the whole. The whole can’t be whole without ALL things, thus the axiom “All things in moderation”. That means WE can’t be whole again without all things in moderation. Moderation means tuning all your notes into into a single composition with perfect harmonic proportion. Perfect harmonic proportion is when all the things (your people) within you are wholly represented by both who and what you are as an individual expression of them… or when the outside matches the inside.
We’re all children at heart and we love to play. Play means having people and toys to play with, which are all things. Or you can be like little Jack Horner who sat in his corner eating his curds and whey 🙂
The Body is the vehicle
The Soul is the driver
The Mind is the interface between them