Being Alive

VERSION FRANCAISE

(src: grand universe, by antifan-real)

What does "To Be Alive" mean for you? Does it mean cycling between happiness, sorrow, hurt, pleasure, fear, anguish, love, pain, uncertainty, doubt, confidence... and then ultimately oh so dreaded and conditioning death?

Or does it mean being here and now, whatever your here and now is, however low or high it is, being here and now, amazingly conscious, in the middle of awesome Existence...?

Your social, cultural, psychological-parental-familial, genetic programming... tells you that...

• If you don't have money you should worry and feel bad
• If you don't have a lover, a spouse you should feel frustrated and alone
• If you don't have the ideal body, you should feel fat or skinny and ugly
• If you don't have friends, you should feel alone
• If you're or getting old, your body should start decaying
• If you're not nice, if you don't submit and obey, they and more will not love you, you will not be loved
• If you don't follow the rules, they and society and more will not reward you, you will be punished
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(src: pinterest.com/silvab3/conscious-quotes)

Now, how does those programming commands serve you? Do they elevate you, or keep you down? If the latter, do you want to keep cycling through happiness, sorrow, hurt, pleasure, fear, anguish, love, pain, uncertainty, doubt, confidence... and then ...?

Getting out of it requires work, real work, and I would love seeing you fully, purposefully, willingfully ready for it, at all times...

Getting out of it requires understanding that you decide how you feel. You, not your programming. That if you want to feel alone, you decide that you feel alone, not your programming. If you want to feel sad, you decide that you feel sad, not your programming. That if for any (not so) strange reason, you want to feel bad or ill or weak, you decide to feel bad, ill, weak, not your programming.

It requires finding your good feeling and upgrading your system to it, making it the base that you come back to instantaneously, whenever your programming tries to pull you elsewhere.

It requires always reminding yourself to breathe, deeply, fully... inhaling, exhaling, feeling your body, your mind, your heart...

Feeling yourself Alive...

It requires being and staying Conscious, at all times...

So... it's up to you.

(src: quotefancy.com/carl-sagan)

And so... I'll be watching you.

Either elevating yourself and fully embracing Existence... or cycling through the highs and lows and the ups and downs and rounds and rounds... of your conditional programming.


Whatever your choice is, it is your choice, so it is all right.

What

What do you do when you know your word is the word of God, litterally, as much as the concept can be understood, here?

What do you do when the knowledge of the infinite precious uniqueness of any and every moment fuels a joy in you so powerful that its expression would litterally drown those not daring to embody the fullness of their being, or actually brave enough to live below the treshold of the permanent acknowledgement of their own eternal infinity?

(birth of our galaxy: spacetelescope.org)

What do you do when you let the screaming, speaking, asking, shouting, running, singing, playing, watching... when you let the living life drive you far away from the manifestation of your self, enough to have you notice, beyond sub-liminal notions, the awkwardness of your very own actual reality-path?

What do you do, when standing at this crossroad, you feel like rising to your true status, once and for all, leaving behind the hordes of the ones who will not know you as it would mean tearing down the fabric of the Illusion?

So what do you do when you are gentle enough not to rush them, through your silent fire-eye or through the verb, into the roller coaster of their realities dismantling themselves, stripping off the constructs of their soul paths, sending them back into the mold, naked and bare?

Life, death, and human notions even (far) below those are nothing to an Immortal, really... quite fascinating to experience, but, still, nothing, really...

So, what you do do, when you love them so unconditionally wildly that you cannot but reflect their beauty, to them, so they can enjoy the gift...?

You keep on. You accept losing even your most true manifestation-path, and you straighten back the awkwardness into what you already know it will be, but haven't decided yet...

Elation...

Walking this morning, from home to work, on the sand tracks and through the fields of Yasssa*, feeling the elation set in...
Standing in front of the machine, writing, browsing, communicating... in total elation... in Total Elation, marveling...

*Mbanga Bakoko, actually...

art by aintnothingbutme

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"The problem is that most of the time, I just don't want anything... and that we do not live yet in a place where not wanting anything lets everything happen..."

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"So, I have to focus on wanting something..."

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"pffff..."

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I've just been crying at my own beauty...

Which is yours...

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what is the purpose of Life, we ask ourselves?

Well, you are the purpose. And I mean you as an Individual, dear Reader.

You see, the whole Universe is a scenery, built for you. Every person, every situation, every moment, Everything is there for you.

"You are at the center of the Mandala", Mr McKenna would say.

Put yourself at the center of the Universe.

In every situation, step back, and observe everything around you. Look close. Use all of your senses.
Until you see how you are shaping "everything". Start with the people. See how you are shaping every person, every conversation, every attitude, for your own experience.

Interact consciously, and feel how the response perfectly matches.

Understand. The meaning, the message you are sending yourself through the situation. The role each person is playing, for you.

Then bring it forth. Bring Everything that you are forth.

Then Give. Then Shine.

chains...

Expectation is the chain with which we enslave ourselves to each other...

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I feel the need to express myself...
A permanent implosion pressuring the chamber of my skull...

An expression that would require weaving the Threads of Reality itself..
An expression that cannot be contained in any format I possess (yet)...
An expression for which I have not (yet) set any means at disposal...

So what do I do?
Wait...

Damn...
Damn...

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growing...

Yet another change had come...

By itself... Naturally... As a result of just living the experience...
A fundamental change... A profound change...

As it meant transcendance of flesh, of physical desire...

The pain was insignificant... As insignificant as to be reduced to the necessary dizziness effect of patterns restructured...

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It was amazing... The beauty of it all...

The flow...

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Love just moves you on and on, when you've won the battle of surrendering...

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an opened conversation...

epiphany

I've been touched by grace...

The grace of beauty, purity and innocence...

The grace of patterns of human elevation, enlightnment, brought to existence... Brought to consciousness...

I can no longer deny my uniqueness, the supreme state of my being... Of our being...

And if we are not alone, and if we are not unique, or our uniqueness is only the result of my seeing, then light is the only possible destination of our specy...

Heaven on Earth is in the eyes of those who see...

And if Earth as Heaven is in our works, we shall fulfill our mission...

Infinite love is what we have, to give...

loneliness

the depth & weight of loneliness... are sometimes heavy and hard to bare...

I

I am a living God...
And I will prove it...

weak minds...

If an angel touched you, you would slap his hand...

I

I am a living god...
And the only differencee between you and I is that I know it.