Everybody Hurts

Everybody undervalues, underestimates and fails to appreciate the tremendous power in the sincerity of an apology.

Just an apology with no explanation. Only an apology.

The sincerity is of critical key importance.

It might be best to wait as long as it takes – even if it takes years and years – for that sincerity to finally come to the surface and develop.

A Base-level Rule of Life

You cannot live for this world! As a spiritual being, a divine spirit, you cannot live for this world! It’s as simple as that. It is right and appropriate, nonetheless, that you experience a blissful joy in life and that you live a rich and grateful life, with due gratitude for all the gifts you have been graced and given. It is right to experience all the gifts of grace with ample delight in all such riches in a most Epicurean way! But I’ll say it again: you cannot live for this world!

Remember How Time Works & That It’s Indeed Not Too Late

For those miserably stuck in the non-dimensional binary trap of the few are with us and the many are against us just keep this in mind and remember that the universe is multi-dimensional and, by far, the least and least important and least permanent and least significant dimension of them all is this ersatz physical dimension. And time doesn’t run like you think it runs. It is not slipping away.

It's Not Too Late

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It’s Not Too Late

Thoughts on the 18th of June 2026, stimulated by having the Obama Presidential Library joyful celebrations playing in the background whilst I silently whistle while I work.

It’s one thing when you want a bully simply to stop. The hurt would stop then too. But there is a hurt that hurts much deeper. And it is when you get into the game of trying to figure out just what a bully might be thinking, to speculate just what a bully might think if this or that happens, to speculate just what a bully might think if you say this or if you say that; and you try like all hell based on all this speculation to figure out ways and means to change the bully’s way of thinking so that it will or could in theory stop. That is where the insanity and craziness of deeper hurt and self-hurt thrive like algae in hot weather conditions in stagnant water over a dark-hued shallow bottom.

There grows deep inside a cancer of insecurity and doubt that can arise from consistently being misunderstood, misapprehended, mislabeled. The guessing-game chess-match of trying to outplay the consequences and the very incurrence of the misunderstanding leads to a deep core of hurt exponentially over and above the simple hurt the bully clumsily intends to deliver. It grows into somewhat of a self-fulfilling prophecy. To quote John Lennon from ‘Working Class Hero’: “’till you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules.” Cancer eats away.

Until it stops. ‘cause it’s all in the head. Reversible. It is a karmic curse of strenuously difficult proportions trying to outplay the possibilities inherent in being misunderstood, constantly thinking what they all must be thinking, especially in an environment where it’s so common as to be common sense, this thinking the sanctioned uniformity of conformity, this inherently condemning (even with kindness) all else. But it’s all in the head. And a wise head can stop it.

That is the true value of praying for wisdom! ‘Tis a sweet freedom of vast richness indeed when this freedom one day comes. The futile what-if chase is a valuable life lesson that can pay dividends far beyond this one lifetime. Karma of the future lifetimes can and will indeed be dissolved. This you must simply take at my saying. Unless you figure out a way to experience it for yourself and to prove it to yourself. You may misunderstand me. My permission has been haughtily granted!

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All this said, it still stuns and shocks me, these times when it becomes clear that I live in a different reality from so many others.

But it’s not and it will never be like any bullying about situation of the past ever again. For I have learned how to not delve into speculation of how, why and or what thought process might be involved, only to futilely play out the craziness game of trying to anticipate it, avoid it, alter it.

It just is. There are two countries.

People live in a different reality backed and bolstered by who-know-what sanctioned source of knowledge.

They must be trappists of a special sort of obverse they way they trap the “other” into being so lazily misinformed. It is al-chemical special the way they mislabel the “media” into some conspiracy to misinform. In non-defense of the media, the media is certainly guilty of consistent trivialization and addicted to sensationalism. But that reality has been reality for the longest time now. The trappist [sic] exhibit is stock full of anecdotal incidents to project into trends and facts and common-sense realities. The common element is the fear.

Living is easy with eyes closed in nice clothes. Projecting closed-eyedness [sic] onto the “other” while denigrating their easy-living to the point where it is not at all easy for the “other” to live.

To me it only hurts superficially. It is all gnats to wave away. It can only hurt more if you let it.

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The Dream Dreaming Me

In the middle of a dream that was dreaming me, I dreamed to be or not – that was nay the question nor the doubt. In being I was with being the Creator of the Creator and was told I was made in the image of the Creator and, hence, could create what I need not need want.

So in the middle of the dream that was dreaming me I dreamt deliberate and slow of what I might want.

After dreaming on it an eternity I came up with my wish: that everyone feel a discernable connective yearning to advance closer to the actuality of the Kingdom of Heaven, the Kingdom of Heaven being the real and now and future destiny of Creation manifest in all the ways that we are all connectively working on.

I was told that I had dreamt well and wisely and that what I wanted was granted: as it is exactly as Creation and Creation’s destiny is designed already. As has been said in the form of good news, of course, the Kingdom of Heaven is upon us! So my dream within the dream that is dreaming me is well within the realm.

I was told then, in no uncertain terms, that I may cease dreaming and that I should be very happy that all my wildest dreams have been answered. I was told, moreover, that, perhaps the whole manifest of destiny will certainly be advanced an extra notch or two thanks fo my wise request.

I was furthermore told, without having to be told anything at all that because my wildest dreams are within the realm and have indeed been answered there is no further need for me to waste my creative powers on asking for anything at all. My time will be much better and much more wisely spent on further development of my well honed skills in gratitude.

So having awoken woke, that’s what I’m focused on: gratitude. The store of grace that I’m collecting to shower on my future students is vast indeed. And I will never stop nor slow down on finding new and novel ways to practice, manifest and experience gratitude at all times in all matters.

Thoughts Set Down After a Few Fun Meetings with the Theosophical Society of America at the Behest of a Dear Loved One.



[All Things Must Pass]. *George Harrison




God wisdom.  That’s something to be! That’s something to seek! And it is central in my feeling, thinking, existence, and devotion. In every sense of meaning that it might mean. (And it means much more than it might). Mystically, cosmically, there is a god connection within creation that is a commonality and a universal connectivity running like water underground. A river of love as the song goes. This is what it is no matter what is said, studied, written, or dare I say believed. Isness. There is nothing to join. No society. No book. No dogma. No rules. No human authority of any sort. So don’t tell me my dues are due. And don’t tell me there’s hell toupée. [I can see that dude  all sound and fury a tale told by an idiot signifying nothing and I can grasp that karma isn’t about any one lifetime but is spread within an unimaginable vastness of eternity]. It doesn’t matter what day it is in the system of three sets of seven times seven days or that each such subset of a day lasts 25,000 years. People here we are all going somewhere and we won’t get there soon. What would we do differently knowing the time? Not a thing! Creation comes with an inherent destiny that is here, there and everywhere and is the culmination of the obliteration of time, which is all now and ever was and ever shall be.