Jesus is so centered.
Who could not love Jesus?

Spirituality may be nothing more
than being aware

that your representative on earth (your physical self)
is doing you a grievous disservice

The minds of man can create the most negative possible interpretation
deliberative stab at understanding the Realm of Wisdom/Kingdom of Heaven
within all bounds and limitations of the maya delusion of the physical world

Augustine baked the cake
and Calvin applied the cold, somber frosting
Neurotics and psychotics have followed in dreadful debilitating fear
of physical world devotion

in the name of authority

You could try to count the waves in the ocean

And find them uncountable:  too numerous, too restless

Forming and disappearing coming and going

Getting riled up, calming down

Always moving about

The task onerous and futile

Perhaps one could compile a function with quantum computing

To ferret out the movement’s unpredictability with probability

But perhaps not too

So many uncountable individual waves over so vast an area!

Yet I defy you to make count of the ocean anything more than one

Such is spirituality

We have and hold opinions only within our physical limitations within the physical plane.

In the Spiritual Realm opinions are an unfortunate distraction which avatars abuse* in order to entertain, amuse or, more often, torment themselves with.

*Often most tragically abused when misused with intent to “fit in”.

We live in a:

• Plant-Based
• Mixed-Race
• Fairly queer

Country

That is

• Inextricably
• Unbreakably
• Uncontainably [sic] [by BORDERS]

part

of a world that has vastly changed from the one you might have heard fables and bed-time stories about

If you can’t get up to speed with this, you will only hurt yourself.

Love

just me (The old me & the new me)

This is only something I thought, in a different form, earlier today @ stoppage of time for meditation.  I forgot it and carried it with me and wrote something else in another form, longhand, clipping, halting, flowing over other thoughts that came up to impede the stream.  This is the result of affected and much altered recollection:

Each now moment of now is the future I live in . . .

 . . . if I can

When I can.  I can now!

I am there!

There is eternal peaceful non-violence – no thought of making anything or anyone ‘pay’ for anything in any way.

And in that future, now, is reality for everyone.  I live in love!

And I’m telling you it’s the future, the destiny of us all

I’m asking you to draw on it.  It is there.  It is here.  It is now!  You don’t have to look very far, it is within.

You don’t have to ask very hard. It is given. It is a free gift from the source!

While we can’t live there – and I don’t dwell – we, nonetheless can be aware, we can awaken; even if to mere moments, glimpses that flash and vanish away uncaught unseen so subtly felt or sensed in intuition within

It doesn’t matter. It exists to us all.  We can draw on it.  It is easy.  It is peace.  We don’t have to live this way, this physical way, this way of fear, this tallying up of score, often falling short, needing to protect and preserve, fearing final judgment – or fearing finality itself.

No!  We must only serve ~ eternity ~ the future now for all in peace and serene calm

And maybe I seem to be there more.  Maybe I live there longer in perception.  Maybe you want to give me a physical lifetime’s worth of painful reminders, something for me to fear, some way to make me pay.

But, long or short, anything you insist upon in a life doesn’t register on the measure of eternity.

So, the lifetime’s worth of pain or the termination in finality that you might wish to exact with revenge on my ‘deluded’ living in the future/now will be immaterial.  Everything material is thus immaterial.  Hence it is not real.  The physical world and any one person’s lifetime within it is a non-identifiable blip within the vast unlimited scope of eternity.  You have every right to dispute this but your dispute, like your ‘whole’ life, will not be findable on the only measure of reality, eternity.  The pain you make me feel likewise is less than a blip a flash – unseen, not even truly seen, as nothing is.  Nothing is real!

Draw on this!  Awaken to this!

It is within.  It is in us all.  It is there for you.  The future/now!  The Realm of Wisdom!

You may say you can’t see it.  You may refuse to acknowledge it.  But it is there.  It is within.  Eternity!  Now!  Nothing to kill or die for!  And no possessions (or religion) too!

You may say I’m crazy.  I may be a lucky one, having spent much youth in another dimension, oft daydreaming my life away, as if I believed in them.  I don’t know.  It doesn’t register now.

You don’t have to be right.  I’m not wrong.  Now is beyond.  Now is within.  Draw on it.  Awaken.  If for a moment, then get a piece of what is real.  Eternity.  Eternal now.  The Realm of Wisdom which is upon us being within us.  Violence is not a thing nor can register on a scale.  Revenge is the real delusion.  Pain is not real.  Nor is fear.

Nothing is real.

And that’s eternity!

I don’t know if anyone reads me

I know that no one heeds me

And that the changing of a mind is glacial

I am patient and persistent

Transcended over the second physical

Fear to me is a non-factor

This is not a game

In the falsity of real

Distinction is everything

In a town that takes tracks for granted

People love borders

Property obsession is an antidote to fear

That doesn’t work and disappoints

And feeds a vicious circle

When people are property fear is exponential

In legacy of have-been four hundred years can live sixteen hundred years

Where fear is fed oxygen

Hell is on earth and girds the atmosphere of earth

Where dwell unseen beings

And seemingly inescapable dimensions of karma

This is not a game

Fear seems the rule

Until transcended

Caine:
Is it good to seek the past, Master Po? Does it not rob the present?
Master Po:
If a man dwells on the past, then he robs the present. But if a man ignores the past, he may rob the future. The seeds of our destiny are nurtured by the roots of our past.

Kung Fu Season 1 Episode 5 “The Tide”

Some seem to cling to past lives all too graspingly.
Some simply remember drives to be what they are not here, but indeed what they were, at some unknown point, in some unknowable way, in some intuitive sense, dabbling in something that is not of this life
Uncertain and unclear, with little or no confidence.

Like a gay man will endeavor to experiment in all serious intent and sense of purpose a heterosexual marriage out of this vague drive of unremembered remembrance of destiny or competence over and above cumulative piled-up stored-up social pressure’s expectations, said and unsaid, seen and unseen, felt keenly, over the years, in insignificant or as once-in-a-while’s significance and palpable increments of piling up.

To arrive, miserably, at the crossroads of this life’s destiny’s call and to arrive, reluctantly, at a reckoning with what is in terms of what was under all terms and conditions of what is to be. A moment of truce.

Play it well or play it badly, we are all moving on.

Revenge is the one thing most clearly absent from the Kingdom of Heaven.  Why then is it central and integral to life on earth?  Consider it.  Draw on literature.  Draw on Biblical lore.  Draw on what you know about sex, even in the Biblical sense.  Revenge is central.  It, not money, is the root of all violence.  (Violence serving as the substitute for evil in this ‘essay’).   Money is only an amplifier.  A [de]value added amplifier if you will, if you like post-modern marketing parlance and the general deconstruction of things.

Yes, revenge is integral to the great dysfunctional force and tendency of what we laughingly call functioning society.  Sick-in-the-head individuals, i.e. humans, project it onto all they survey (i.e. all they look upon, i.e. all they purportedly “see”).

It works like rain clouds:  individual drops attract and seed others.  Something turns.  Critical mass is reached.  Deluge and downpour ensue.  Something is alive and dead at the same time.  Call it quantum.  Call it Ishmail.  It is the lubricant, the precious oil, the value-enhancing natural resource, of the ways of man.

Consider it truly.  It creates enemies.  It feeds on fear.  It demands action.  It perpetuates violence as return for violence, eye-tooth for eye-tooth, red in tooth and nail.  Even where it largely does not exist, — (I’m thinking African-American society post-slavery, post-Jim Crow, post-civil rights let down and sell out after sell out). — Like I said, think again. Even where it largely doesn’t exist and where progression has gone on mostly peacefully, still the projection of a dangerous and revenge-minded “other” clearly exists and lives a thriving life as a terror and as a tangible fear that calls action or pre-emptive action or lack of empathy, with or without action.

Yes, revenge works like gathering rain clouds to violence.  And we live in perpetual monsoon season.  It doesn’t help, either, that in this so-called and ignorantly-considered “advanced” 21^st Century society, the revenge rain-cloud process is seeded by airplanes of the imagination spraying conspiratorial chemtrails of Q-Anon & Friends, media & anti-media alike.

Yes, I say.  Revenge seeds a critical mass of group-think to violence.  Over and over and over again.  It is the way of the world.

If I could change the world to make it more akin and in resemblance to the Kingdom of Heaven, I wouldn’t introduce something abstract and confusing as “love” (which gets complicated with clean or dirty-minded “sex” and with innocent or “guilty” curious wondering about how the angels do it and other things like (and unlike) that).  No, I wouldn’t improve the world that way.  I wouldn’t even try to achieve law and order (mostly because law and order are perverted and critically co-opted into an integral role, a catalyst within that vicious circle of revenge/violence).

If I could change the world to make it more akin and in resemblance to the Kingdom of Heaven, I also wouldn’t worry about changing over the representative guard of revenge-minded Anerican Congressmen and Senators.  For they are true representatives of the American ppl. [sic].  (You’d only replace one crew with a likewise and like-minded dysfunctional crew of other “representatives”, over and over again, ad nauseam).  I wouldn’t take other systems of governance and turn them into “capitalism” or republican representation either.  It is not in the governance that the problem exists.  It is in the revenge.

If I could change the world to make it more akin and in resemblance to the Kingdom of Heaven I would simply make revenge go away.

I realize that this would undermine western civilization and I realize that it is anti-American and anti-“Christian” as well, but so be it.

That’s how I would change the world.  But the world indeed won’t have it.

So, I’ll just work on my serenity instead.