“Keep the company of those who seek the truth – run from those who have found it”

― Vaclav Havel

There is a part of you that attracts pets and infants.  Develop and cultivate that part of you.  Get familiar with the feel of it.  Go there.  Often. Develop it until it becomes something you radiate.  Animals and children do not pick up any sense of fear from this part of you.  Let it become the part of you that projects.

Once adept with that power of blessing, learn to address yourself with this part of you.  That’s right.  Communicate with yourself in this manner.  Be kind to yourself without judgment or thought.  Accept what is you.  Become familiar with the part of you that radiates comfort to infants and pets. Live in quiet bliss with this part of you, as constantly as possible.  Make it your default setting.  Glow in the quietude of this projection.

At this point you may be ready to begin to practice meditation.

Continue to cultivate and develop this wavelength.  It is silent.  It is quiet.  It is peace.  It is fearless!  It loves and it does not overthink or judge.

Upon development of and familiarity and comfort with this wavelength it is now time to send this part of you out into the world.  Treat all to this side of you.  Trust without fear.  Attract trust and lack of fear.

At this point you may wisp unknowingly and/or unawares right out of the physical dimension into something ethereal and energetic.  You are a positive spirit vibration.

If at any time, any of these steps become burdensome or difficult don’t despair.  If you become irritable or doubtful, don’t despair.  Don’t ever despair.  Just go back to step one.  Let step one take a lifetime.  We experience an eternity of lifetimes.  There is nothing to miss.  Time does not run out.  It is never too late.

The Realm will wait for you.

Everyone seems to know instinctively the keen difference between class and trash.

What they don’t take into account is the degree and/or extent that class is a cultivated disguise for true trash.

Q: Do we ever have to hate?

A: No.

The light of Creation and the attendants to all and to all beyond imagination

is such power that this world in which we live in reduces to a tiny atom in the vastness.

Borders and nations are utterly indiscernible on a little atom.

Political affiliations an arbitrary joke upon absurdity.

Religious differentials mute. Distinctions deaf.

You are insignificant as I and I are all irie,

unseeable as a quark, mark this.

Be it.

The only time any of this seems real is when I must occupy this faux awareness this avatar.

It all only seems pointless and stupid then:  your borders, your nations, your political loyalties,

your distinctions

The light of Creation is devotion.  All you value is not real.  You only seem to be.  And I.  And I.

It is abundant! And in the sharing of it is pure joy!

All paths lead to the light of creation:

• Even the most deliberate turning away
  the idlest tarrying deep into the darkness;
  the banal

• Even the way of the absurdly ambitious
  empty of empathy; inane thief of abundant energy

•  Or the way of desire; even desire (or entertainment) of destruction

Today I was

the edge of the shore where inaction becomes/became/betides action

– where motion initiates

I breathed in and out the ebb and flow

And was

– Breath –

Perchance/peradventure

–  I reveled, later, in the aftermath

A soundless motion

I am

Why, now, would I want to read about it in a book?

If we had the slightest hint of an inkling of the all-encompassing magnitude that is eternal grace, then each and every moment of planet-bound time that elapsed in this planet-bound incarnation would be spent in an uncontained and uncontainable joyous ball of joy.

When you are wave and particle both there is no jumping off point. Yet fear is based on the ease of jumping off at any point. At any increment of altruism is a selfishness jumping off point. But there are no jumping off points. Reference the cat. What is understood and taken as a line with two extreme ends makes common sense. One could journey to either extreme in a succession of cause~effect fortunate or unfortunate series of events. Changes of direction back and forth. Changes of latitude changes of attitude. One end or the other. Line with two ends. Yet when the line loops then the two extremes meet in a continuum. There is no end. We go back so far we’re in front of you. Go too far in one direction and you’ve instantaneously gone to the other extreme without notice, heading with cause and with effect back to the continuum of mundane. Humdrum conundrum as Elvis has said in a Dylan imitation. But one to the other is freely open and passage available while the other back to the one is barred. It is a cosmic osmosis. Uncommon sense indeed. Next I plan to talk of paradox. I could do it now. But it’ll take a lifetime. Paradox is the most fundamental concept of all. Ubiquitous too. It is everywhere. It is the word. Tir Na Nog. It is in the word. Yet to talk of it would take every breath with which I can mouth words in the mind’s eye. Imagine imaginary mouthing of words draw[r]ings from the eye. All cats of dichotomy are always alive and dead too. Paradox. It is why the zen master holds up a flower to explain what would take every possible rational and irrational number of breath of word life. Platonic and transcendental spiritual pleasure articulate physical expression of love. It’s understood. Norwegian wood. When the rain comes. She’s cool. Oooh.  Oooh. Paradox. [I contradict myself as I sing of me and you and me].