Living is in creating a story. What is your story? What's acting out in your life? What is driving you unrelentingly onward? Is it a belief in a better tomorrow? The man assures me his mission is almost complete, just a few more transactions and all will be well. That was yesterday he spoke. Now is this day, that man is no more. Death plays the joker with all our expectations. What prevents us from seeing the reality? Just look at the thought patterns swirling in our heads.. Seeing the wretchedness is a kindly mirror of how we lock ourselves up in our particular stories!
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The scientific mind is getting the idea. It is now looking differently. The next discovery is so much beyond the comprehension of the common mind that it still cannot be put into words. This is the scientific breakthrough now imminent. When it happens, all the war machinery of the world will be rendered impotent. This is going to have unparalleled consequences for world structures, economic, political and religious. The question arises: Has the body of humanity the intelligence to embrace it rightly? In honesty and true integrity, we must urgently ask ourselves this question. The window is getting smaller by the day for the body of humanity to truly see its condition. The speed of light as measured by the scientists is the maximum speed of reflection. So what are the scientists still missing? Their mind pattern only correlates with the known, which is past. Is why their struggle continues? Is there access to a greater intelligence than the mind construct? Being still and attentive, you, too, might realise it from your inner space. The Great Epochal Shift is available at most major bookstores and online from AMAZON Stillness is the way out of the repetitive program of the world. A still mind is blessed, no spinning expectations for making it better while caught in the web of perpetually churning more of the same. Apparently, the person has to suffer enough before coming to this realization.
The person is obsessed with its world unable to stop and view the reality, fear driving it away from the truth right now. Could this be the wrong step humanity is taking recreating its tomorrows from its yesterdays? Could this be why humanity is forever bound in its past? How can one be cosmically aware when one is entangled in the program? Silently looking at the perpetually inert, the leaders in every field unable to see beyond their entrenchment, the politically astute, the self acclaimed religious elites, all can be seen as facets of humanity gone wrong. Is there real intelligence shining through any of this projection? Certainly not in the mental construct. Extracting your world from my being, I look at the bird soaring through the air with food in its beak for its young; no issues involved, just the beauty of life doing its natural thing. In the quiet stillness I see the blessed earth with nothing but compassion arising for the blight of the human mind. In this stillness I see the mayhem robotically churning the mental program of the wretched. I see the ending of it all in an instant, the great tsunami sweeping across every horizon, dementation frantically endeavoring to fulfill expection and all expectations ended. So what is the answer? Be still and know I am. Stillness alone is the way out of the whirlpool. As a child of the Sacred Feminine, life is you in your body in the first instance. Through her, you are life in its fullness. It is she, the Blessed Earth Spirit embracing you every perceivable moment. This is our garden of immortality in the NOW.
Whenever we look at ourselves directly, we can see that the world is not life. It is a multi-divided construct of mind. From this mind-world our conflicts arise defending our divisive interpretations of life, love and God. The personal mind wants to display its intellectuality, engaging its drama in what it learns outside of itself. This is its acquired knowledge for its acquired nature being the dysfunction it is programmed to serve. Thus absorbed in our particular worlds, we lose touch with our true nature, the children we are of the Sacred Feminine, the Divine-Earth-Spirit breathing love into existence where love is most needed. |
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AuthorAlan Conlan in service to life as a writer and teacher |