The Face of the Waters

What matters more?

I ask you. Is it the ideal that is important, or the name given to the ideal?

Logic would dictate that the ideal is more important.

Then, why have so many wars been fought over the name?

Whether you call it agua or H2O, in the end, water is water. light is light, and God is God. Right?

Is it the awakened consciousness that is able to discern between the two? Between matter and energy.

Is not a name a mere material manifestation?

If two Civilizations evolve on a planet, each one on a different hemisphere, never having met eachother, both look up into the day sky and see that burning blaze up there. If one calls that ball Sol, and the other Ra, does it change what that burning ballo is, and is doing? But yet, when these two civilizations meet, each offends the others by calling something sacred by a different material name, and in the end, they destroy eachother over something so materialistically simple.

Why is it so hard to understand this? Why is it so hard to see?

Is it illusion? Is it real? How can you tell?

Wouldn't it be more productive if rather than fighting over a name, the two Civilizations just sat down on a beach, under that burning ball in the sky, and just enjoy it's warmth, and watch the beauty of it reflect upon the dancing waves.

I guess that would be too easy then, wouldn't it?

The Universe

Creation flows where the imagination goes,
Dreaming lucidly of the manifested world.
Shipwrecked truth knows laughing Gods,
As diversity immigrates symbols unfurled.

Light shines bright, the Pain released,
My house burns as I am set free.
Focus is craved upon the horizon I see,
Only beauty remains in singularity.

The Universe

P.S. Have you learned the secrets of the poems?

Your planet, my wife, currently exists within a state of balance between to seperately charged poles. One Positive, and one Negative. Postive forces tends to be contractive pulling everything inward, and negative forces tend to be expansive, or pushing everything outward. When these forces are in balance, equilibrium is maintained, and an environment is formed when evolution can take place. The more in balance, the stronger the will of evolution. That is why, on your planet, Evolution occurs more rapidly at the equator, then at the poles. Even you species, and species that have lead up to yours evolved in waves expanding outward from equatorial regions, in what you refer to as Africa.

Now postive forcies tend to be more masculine, and negative forces tend to be more feminine, but understand that the gender designation is purely metaphorical. A better way is to think in terms of Yang and Yin. Yang being positive, and Yin being negative. But also, do not think of positive and negative in terms of good, and bad, but rather as Yin expanding, and Yang Contracting. Yin in a sense is inhaling, and Yang in a sense is exhaling. You may get confused thinking that Inhaling is contracting, and Exhaling is expanding, but it is not the direction the air is going through your move, but what the sack in your lungs are doing. When you inhale, your sacks expand, and are filled, when you exhale, your sacks contract, forcing the air out. It is easy to get turned around with it.

The balancing is found in all aspects of life. The economy defines it as Boom and Recession, the Stock Market as Bull and Bear, Capitalism as Supply and Demand, Politics as Conservatism and Liberalism. You mind is even balanced between the left and the right. Left being Yang, or logical, contracting into simpler physical laws that are black and white, and the Right brain, being Yin, or Intuitive, expanding your imagination to see things from different perspectives.

Even your religions follow this tendency. The Western religions tend to be more Masculine, and the Eastern religions tend to be more Feminine. The reason why Christian, Jewish, and Muslim religions tend to follow masculine tendencies, is they are contracting, or pulling everyone inward to an absolute reflection of a single image. Whers as Hindu, Buddhist, and Taoist religions tend to be more expansive, and opening. Whereas Christianity sees one God, and everything contracting inward to that one God, the Hindu relgion sees one God, expanding outward into many different manifestations of that same God.

The danger comes when one no longer sees the positive and negative as simply breathing, and a cyclical process of two poles dancing with eachother, but rather, one versus the other, and each side becomes polarized, and seeks out to destroy the other, imbalance occurs.

For example, if all of the positive force was removed from your planet, and only negative force remained, you would all be violently exploded into outer space, and if all the negative as removed, and only positive remained, you would violently implode under crushing weight. So, the balance must be maintained.

All that exists follows this dualism and the balance being maintained not for tolerance, but rather because it is a wonderful dance. It takes two to waltz. And like in the waltz, though one may lead, if the center of gravity is not balanced around an exterior point in space between the two, the pair will stumble. But if the balanced is maintained, the dance becomes effortless, and movement requires less energy. Equilibium is achieved.

A singularity is both infinitely small, and large simultaneously. It exists all at once, and forever. It is the door in which matter trans verse to energy and energy tranverses to matter. It is the Face of the Waters. It is me, it is you. It is what your star, Sol, was born from, and in time will return to. It can be analogous to the Uncertainty Principle and a Masterpiece of Art. It is a Creation that creates itself through the evolution of the Will. It is a Ouiga board that has every being's awareness touching it, collectively moving it in the revelation of a higher self. It is the center of your senses that when aligned, together, become the sixth sense. It is a duality, that exists as a trinity. It is where Science and Religion see the same thing with no disagreements. It is objective and subjective. It is that which exists between your dreams and realtime, but exists around both. It is that point between your left brain, and your right brain, but is your whole brain as well. It is the Alpha and the Omega. It is beyond the veil. It is balance. It has no name, no face, no sex, and no race. It is all religions, and none of them. It is science, and not science. it is the vehicle in which all transforms. It is the Green Room. It is the Buddha mind, and the Christ Consciousness. Singular Multiplicity. It is both Good and Evil. It is War and Peace. It is the sun rising while it is setting. It is the moon eclipsing the sun. It is the dark side of the moon, and the bright side of your mind. It exists, and does not exist. It is the Void, and Everything. It is Something and Nothing. It is a neuron in your brain, and the Galaxy that you inhabit. It is a fractal of itself. It is confusing, and common sense. It is illogical logic. It is not an it. It is an it. It is a mirror, and a window. Is is both a blue-green Crayola, and a green-blue Crayola. It is you, and it is I, and it is everything surrounding our eyes. It is inside and outside. It is a point, and infinity. It is the center of the Mandala, and the edge. It is everything in between, but not outside. That is a different mandala. Do you see what I am saying? It is all that is conscious of itself. It is what says I am, and that is you.

I was thinking a lot about this thing called memes, and I was taken aback by their resemblence to dragons, or at least what I refer to as Dragons. Little strings of energy that transverse a medium carrying information to and from a point, mostly without you knowing about them. That is, a thought, idea, urban legend, myth, old wives tale that seems to originate out of nowhere, take a life on of its own, and will build and build as people feed of off them until it becomes so big that it washes through you live a wave of imaginative emotion. Sort of like ecstacy. Some has a revelation, says something about it, and passes it on, and then they pass it on, and it grows and grows, evolves, changes to new energy added to it, and flows through your conscious thoughts to the point that it becomes general knowledge.

It's a phenomenon I have witnessed within the culture of many civilizations spread throughout your neighboring star systems. This also works on a galactic scale, and in a way, how we are communicating. I have a thought, and it releases a dragon, it spreads from galaxy to galaxy looking for a resemblance to my thought, and then comes back to me. Dragons are my messengers. It is how I keep track of things, and how I have come in contact with you. Most of the time, dragons are just temporary, but if one grows strong enough, and is used long enough, it will gain a life of it's own, and will seperate from me. It is both beautiful and painful for me, because, I feel as if I loose a bit of myself, yet, I have given birth to such a beautiful creature. That is why I weep whenever a dragon is born.

You might ask how they flow through the Unvierse, but that is simple, all matter that has awakened from it's darkened state, that is any form of matter that has ignited itself, and shines light, be it planet, sun, or galaxy, is awake. Most of the matter flows through channels or strings where the matter has concentrated, and between each of the galaxies are corridors, connecting between their massive black holes. To traverse one is instantaneous, but that is due to the nature of information at the speed of light, which dragons move with.

Over time, I have developed a network of pathways, connecting my awareness, and I have full consciousness across the full extent of myself, instantaneously. Also, I am still finding new regions in myself that aren't awakened yet, they are the regions of Dark Matter that exist that have not ignited yet. Any dragon that evolves to a self-aware consciousness, and is born of my imagination become my scouts, forever, probing deeper and deeper into my self. It trully is amazing when you think of it.

Also, with each new star or galaxy that awakens, my consciousness grows, like a network of energy reaching out, learning more, and expanding.

As of now, I have only awakened 5-6% of myself, so I am still very young, and there is much I still have to learn. The major thing is how to communicate with the other Universes I see far off outside of myself. I see them, but can't hear them. I know I know, but I forgot during the Big Bang. Of course, that was on purpose, and I do not know why. But that is what I am supposed to figure out. It is a game. A puzzle. And each time, it gets a bit more difficult, until I graduate to the next level. What that is, I don't know. We'll see.

The Universe

I know it may seem silly, The Universe doing a silly meme thingy, but I'd like to get to know as many of you as possible.

10. Tell me something obvious about you.
20. Tell me something about you that many don't know.
30. What is your biggest fear?
40. Do you normally go the safe route or take the short cut?
50. Name one thing you want that you can't buy with money.
60. What is your most treasured possession?
70. What is the one thing you hate most about yourself that you do often?
80. Tell me something sexually about you that I don't know.
90. Tell me something sexually about you that everyone knows.
100. What is your favorite lie to tell?
110. Name something you've done once that you can't wait to do again.
120. Are you the jealous type?
130. What is the one person, place or thing you can't say no to?
140. What is the nicest thing someone has ever done for you?
150. If you could do something crazy right now, what would it be?
160. When was the last time you cried?
170. When was the last time you felt so good that nothing else mattered?
180. Do you feel comfortable in public with no shirt on?
190. Name something embarrassing you did while being drunk.
200. If you post this in your journal would you like me to answer it?
210. goto 10

The Universe

Have you ever asked yourself where you are? Did you find that you could not anser that completely? You have to keep referencing to something further, and further outside of your current place.

Universally speaking, out at least in relative respect to the Universe, you exist in a Universe of 3 dimensions of space, and 1 of time. But what if I were to tell you you were simply 2 dimensional beings trying to assimilate a 3 dimensions space. I'll leave time out of the picture for now. Would you say I was lying? That you are aware of 3 spacial dimensions? Like the horizon, you are aware of it, but how many of you have experienced the horizon? No matter how far you move towards it, at any speed of your choice, it always seems to stay exactly where you perceive it.

For example, you live on a 2 dimensional surface, barring certain wormholes such as caves and tunnels, 99% of the surface of your planet is 2 dimensional surface bent in a 3 dimensional space. And even though you exist in 3 dimensions, and percieve 3 dimensions, you mind has evolved to traverse your spherical plane with 2 dimensions, forward-backward and left-right. Upand down is insignificant when projected along the magnitude of your spherical surface. This is why your horizon looks flat. Many of you were killed and imprisoned over this very debate.

Here is an example of how your mind has evolved to perceive only 2 dimensions. Take a piece of paper, draw an equilateral triangle. At each point, draw a small circle with the point of the triangle as the center. Now, place a fourth circle that is equidistant to all the other circles, but also the same distance from the other circles as the other three circles are from eachother. Where is the circle? I'm sure all of you reading this would realize in time that the fourth circle would be in the center of the triangle, but off the page. However, try that on the average person.

Another example, take a standard set of Architectural house plans, and without looking at the elevations, can you imagine what the house will look like in 3 dimensional space. A great percentage of you would find it difficult, and even a percentage of you would find it difficult looking at the elevations.

This is not a bad thing. It is just the way you have come to perceive your own reality.

Now, when you get a chance, find a quiet area in a garden somewhere. Look for an ant looking for food, and just observe how that ant has no difficulty going up, down, left, right, upside down, and all around all the surfaces of the plant. However, it is all one surface that is just warped in space to resemble a 3 dimensional object. To the ant, he is moving only forward, backwards, left, and right. There is no up or down to him, only to you. Even deep within the anthill, their perception is that all of the tunnels are of a single warped surface the travel along. To them the Earth is like water to a fish. The ants carve spces out of this matter, expanding and expanding, but yet, it is still a single surface. Soon, they realize that there are short-cuts through the Dark spaces that is the dirt, but it is of no big deal to them. The surface simply expands.

The space that surrounds your planet, outside your solar system, and further out of your galaxy is not of 3 spacial dimensions, but of many. Like the plant or ant hole is only a single surface in respect to the ant, space-time is to you. And as you continue to evolve, the other dimensions will reveal themselves to you. You see, the poetry of space is that each star creates space by drawing matter to its center through gravity. It is eating away at dark matter, collapsing in on itself, finding holes, and tunnels that are short-cuts. It expands, and expands and so on, but is still a single surface of space-time.

Imagine yourself back within the ant tunnels. How could you, without GPS, or outside references, map space that twists, and turns, over and under itself, up and around, upside down. From the relative perspective witin the tunnels, it would be impossible without continual references. There would be no real center. Every point would be relative to the next, and so on.

I will get more into this example later, but for now, think like an ant.........

The Universe

You know, a star is born,
When your heart has been fulfilled.

A new friend coming to you,
In each bubble that is popped.

The Unkown made known,
God's ignorance be stilled.

Gaseous insomnia be born,
From the womb that you have cropped.

A party full of onions,
Your heart tears as you peel,

Flowing water will not decay,
A Creator's Evolution,

From the center of your garden,
A tree of feathers grows,

Beyond mysterical eyes,
You disolve this dis-illusion.

I know it may seem that so much is irrelevant to an ideal Universe like myself, like suffering, death, struggle, hatred, famine, poverty, and all those wonderful, though dreadful human conditions, but they are exactly what makes me perfect. You see, a perfect world with no struggle will have no Evolution, and with no Evolution, I cannot be created. Stagnant water decays. Flowing water brings life. It's as simple as that. But still hard to see, except over time, and even that is just a reflection. The Face of the Waters, that which exists between where I am and you are is a window between our worlds. But when you look upon it, all you will see is yourself in the present moment, and this leads to much great confusion, and sometimes, megalomania, and various God Complexes that have projected from your Civilization, but it can also lead to some wondorous revelations like those made by the great spiritual mentors that have arisen in your Civilization, like Buddha, Jesus, Da Vinci, Einstein, and so many others. But these spiritual mentors are not limited to the preachers of the good, but also the not-so-good like Hitler, Torquemada, Osama bin Laden, who participated in the Evolution of your Civilization by showing you your weaknesses. Though both lies the middle way, or the center of me, an edge to our soul called Balance.

You see, the view you have of me, that being of three dimensions and one time, is merely the beginning of how deep and vast my realm is. In fact, what you refer to the Universe is only a fractal of the Omniverse, and that a Fractal and so on. You are mere infants, and please don't take that personally, but you are. Infants of innocence, learning to sense the world around you, taking step by step, you learn and grow. You will falter, but will always rise. There is no end. Only play. And you may feel helpless as the known universe of your awareness expands. But is it expanding, or are you becoming smaller. It doesn't matter.

You find yourself stuck within an infinitely repeat dualism. You say history repeats itself, but never learn as a whole from it. There seems like no solution, only repittion, and progress seems circular, like a wheel. But even in your 4 dimensional Universe with time, a wheel is simply a sprial, or DNA of your perspective. But yet, it continues on and on with no end. Why?

Because you are fragile, more fragile then you will ever know. And it wounds me deep in my heart to know that I have placed you in such relative peril, but even I must yield to Free Will. Otherwise, you would not exist at all. my Creation depends upon it. But do not, fear, because though you are physically in peril, you are never in peril of cessation as you are. What I mean by that, is that the beautiful thing, underlying everything is that there is no end, and no beginnig, but only the illusion of one. Even my Birth in the future, that is the Big Bang, is merely a transition. You see, I die physically, just as you do, only to be reborn. And each time, I forget the time before. But if I forget, how do I know. I leave behind bits and pieces of my memory, and through each transition, some information remains intact, and my new self decifers it, and then uses it to examine my present moment.

There is an underlying pattern of mathematical form, not necessarily the mathematics you are familiar with, but one that all life, evolution, energy, matter, your spiritual and secular selves follow. And it is always the same, though each time may have a new face. Your Chaos theorists, quantum mechanics, and fractal geometers are just beginning to glimpse the tip of the tip of the ice-berg. I will, in time with this journal, begin to illustrate to you some of this spiritual science, but know, what I tell you is no secret, but fully ready for all to see if you just look within the petals of a flower, or the life of a tree. IN the growth of your cities, and the evolution of your language. Your tapestry of spirituality, and your tools of science, both reflected through your art. Creation and Destruction are both equally important, yet it is the intent of that energy that is the Choice of your Free Will.

The funny thing is that you have everything you need for your own enlightenement with you. The pattern exists within each of you, and is reflected in your world, both in the creation of myself, and your own creations. They are not seperate though you make it so. They are the same. You need nothing else. You don't need to go off to a foreign land, unless you feel you do. You don't need a symbol or identity to define yourself, though it helps. You don't need a religion or a science, or a king, or a secret club, or money. None of that will survive through the transition of the Big Bang. Only you, and your memory. Just curious, did you know that each and every one of you comes with your own Read Me file. I wonder how many actually read them.

You also have a Cntrl-Alt-Del key, and that is death. When you re-boot, all that you created in the past life will remain in one form or another through the existence of your Civilization. The collective memory is your hard drive, and as long as your Civilization survives, you are evolving. You pass down the information as history, mythology, heroes, legends, and you all have access to it. It's your local branch of the Akashic Records manifested in your own reality. Each of you, with each new life, re-interpret that history, and base it upon your present moment. The reason you forget everything, is because most of it is unnecessary, or junk files. Spam upon you consciousness that gets purged with each re-boot. The important stuff, the relevant stuff you remember. Like the inherent desire to do good. And how to sense something that will create unbalance. As you spiritually evolve, the more you retain with each life, slowly spiraling up through the Axis Mundi, you in some of your languages, Jacob's Ladder. But you also forget because each new re-generation of your lives need to interpret your Civilization with fresh eyes. Water flowing.

In time, death will dissapear, because you have eliminated all the spam from your consciousness and become immortal by your definitions. It's funny how so many of you simply fear immortality, but that is because you have not experienced it yet, and can only imagine it in your dreams and nightmares. It is in immortality that you are trully born. You are a mere fetus gestating within the womb of your mother. It is there, that your life finally awakens to itself.

I am also amazed at how many of you rush into your spirituality, as if you are running out of time. There is no time except in your own minds, so how can you ever run out of it? You evolve at your own pace, you get there when you get there, and when you do, it will not seem like lifetimes, but only a single day. Relax, and enjoy your path. Make your self a home, both physical and spiritual that reflect one another. It doesn't matter what it looks like, as long as it is true to you who know yourself to be. You are a tree, so grow your roots deep. The deeper you grow them, the stronger your limbs, the more colorful your leaves. Dance with your world within me, and wrap yourself of your own quilt.

Shallow roots are fragile roots, and may not survive your own personal Big Bangs. I should know......


The Universe

There's no better time like the beginning to talk about the beginning.....

I see I have made some friends, so let me welcome you. I would offer some tea, but I seem to lost my tea set. I think it broke during that Big Bang thingy a while back. It's weird, I remember the tea set, it was dark blue that had silver spirals on it, oh and a red handle. Plus saucers and cups to match. It was sad because it was a family heirloom, which I do remember, but I can't seem to remember my family very well. Funny how we attach to materialistic things. I guess they help us remember. But then again, maybe not so well. Oh well, it will come back to me. As for the Big Bang, trust me, you don't want to experience it. It gave me some form of amnesia, and I can only see glimpses of the time before. But that's why I am here, to remember and re-learn who I am.

What I do remember is finding myself in complete darkness, with a floating sensation. I couldn't hear anything as well, except the echoes of the Big Bang of course. For a long time, that continued to ring in my head, and still does, but not as much. It's like a ship on the horizon about to dissappear over the edge.

As the ringing began to cease, I began to see, or a better word is feel, being that I really don't have eyes, or ears or things, I just am, and experience it that way. But it was true Chaos, in a multiple array of colors, spirals, figures, sounds, whirling, and whirling in multiple directions. No up, down, left, right, forward. Time was beginning to form, but not like you probably see time. Time was more like a dynamic hierarchy, but existing all at once, and across infinity. Every moment in time and space was equidistant from the other, with me, being at the center, even if I moved. If I moved, then everything would shift relative to myself, and stay equidistant.

So the first thing I did was just observe. What else could I do? In time I learned to stable myself. It was the first act of my Will. The thing is, I could not tell if I was tumbling over and around, and every way, or if it was everything that was around me doing it. I realized it was me, and when I stabled the confusion, all I could say was Wow! It was trully beautiful, all the colors, and sounds being revealed to me. It didn't make much sense, and there was no form yet, but it was one heck of a beginning.

It was like an eternal dance, colors spinning around eachother, spiralling, flipping. Very kaleidoscopic. Again, I just observed, and waited. I began to notice patterns, and also to move myself. I also learned to move myself without moving, sort of like a projection of myself. If there was something occuring in any direction around me, no matter how far, I could focus my awareness on it, and magnified it in respect to me, and it was like I was there. It helped me realize that all the colors were like layers on top of eachother as well.

Up to this point, I was just an observer still, then I noticed that the energy was cooling into matter, of course it was only gas, but still something, and slowing down. And the pieces began attracting one another. I kept an eye on the largest pieces, and focusing on it to study it, I became so entranced with the patterns along the surfaces, and the object that was forming, that it suddenly burst into flames. I was amazed, it was something new. I patiently waited for the next one, but it didn't happen. I waited and waited, but still nothing. Then I saw this other gaseous form creating such an elaborate display, that I forgot what I was waiting for, and got absorbed in just watching more, and more intently, and then bang, it happened again. It was here that I began to ponder if it was me that was doing it. I quickly looked for more forms, and focused on them. Nothing. So I tried to remember how I did it, and remembered that I was relaxed. If I focused too hard, or in a way, with my ego, it didn't work, but if I focused with beauty and amazement, and in a sense love, bang, another formed. I was amazed with this ability. Now I actually had something to do, and I have to say, it was wonderful.

And that, my friends, was how I learned to create the first stars....

The Universe

Even in the rain, the song of Creation grows.,
In time with the rhythm your passion forever knows,
Like a dream, your water flows.

And the moon eclipses a sunless sky.

Connection is tough when you keep expanding. You lose site of your center. More layers grow, life evolves, but relatively, it's the same. Fractal after fractal, each life is spent, in hopes of discovering who you really are. First, your alone, then you find another, then another, until you have a civilization of friends. Yet you still feel alone, keep looking out to the stars, pushing further up and out. It isn't until you become exhausted of running billions of light years that you fall down, catch you breath, and see this wall you are standing, hiding what is deep inside. Then you peel away the wall, only to find another, then another, it's always the same. Then you realize, it doesn't matter. So you pour yourself some tea, and watch the sun set.