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??❤️ But why doesn’t everybody access these high levels of consciousness then?

Maybe it‘s not more magical than everything that there already is. Everything originated out of love. Love is infinte. We‘re the ones who are contracting ourselves all the time to finite form. If we completely let go of that which traps us we might have access to infinite possibilities. Right now we‘re living in a world of obediences created from love to ourselves, only for us to be able to see the limitless, formless form of love.

So it‘s just the same old projection of fear and trying to hold on again? So no matter how much you will let go, you will be able to still use this body?

@IAmTheHolySpirit simultaneously, will one then be able to keep the character and body alive? If one already is everything around him, every atom, every particle, the whole dream and what is beyond, is it then more so god showing himself through this specific vehicle of character and body?

@IAmTheHolySpirit wouldn‘t this also mean that literally anything is possible (even things like transforming water into wine) by accessing infinite intelligence through not trying to understand nothing?

@IAmTheHolySpirit what if every goal that you ultimately try to reach is already reached? What if everything that you truly want is already there? What if you can live every moment in complete surrender and just listen to what love tells you to do? Wouldn‘t this mean you didn’t have to figure anything out all that much, because it is already there, you just don‘t see it yet? Complete letting go of control and just focusing on what makes you happy each and every moment. Isn‘t it so that love will show you the way to what you want naturally by not knowing how to get anywhere, by not needing to go anywhere, by just complete surrender to love?

What if your being wants to maximise love in other ways rather than seeking for even higher truths? What if feeling is telling you to not go any further, because there’s something more important right now? Why continue to go deeper and deeper if it doesn’t make you happy?

@IAmTheHolySpirit would you advice somebody that just really doesn’t want to seek the truth to still do so? Like if someone just has no interest in realising himself and rather wants to stay ignorant, would he still be happier with the highest of realisations? Don’t you need some deep desire for it to really be able to get you there? If your feeling is telling you do not go there and you still continue isn’t this counterproductive? As in feeling is it that tells you how far you really wanna go, if you go further it becomes hell.

@Javfly33 yes it’s silly. Couldn’t you as god just choose to involve yourself in all those petty desires if you really wanted to? If there is no judgement towards nothing and everything can be chosen out of free will there shouldn’t be any problem to do so imo.

@Dutch guy it’s not about the orgasm, it’s about the intimacy and closeness to a woman. The whole act is important to me.

It’s the only solution yes. But by becoming god I will still not be able to heal myself physically. I mean there has never been anybody that did this kind of stuff.

@Javfly33 God can fuck off if he gives me everything only to take it away completely. If there is no reason like Jesus like powers behind all of that then really fuck god. Fuck me.

@Dutch guy and still you need a functioning dick for it.

That’s my point. I wanted something different out of life. I just didn’t allow myself to be happy and now I’m left over with something that I can’t unsee, but also don’t want. My old life is simply not possible anymore. I still cling to what my ego wanted me to do, but I wanted to live from that perspective. It would have made me happy. This doesn’t. It fucked my live even more. I’m a highly sexual person. Not being able to comfortably have sex has destroyed my world. If god is omniscient, but not able to regenerate body parts that’s it for me. It just doesn’t make sense. No matter how you turn it. If physical healing is not possible through the mind that simultaneously seems to be everything, then all of this is just the biggest shithousery ever. I fucked up so bad and I just can’t accept it. No love will bring my physical health back.

@Bluebird but what does it serve if I would have rather sticked to my old reality? I didn’t want to give up all these things, I just had no choice other then that, because I lost interest in them. I didn’t pursue enlightenment because I necessarily wanted it so much. It was out of a lack of happiness that I thought nothing else but this could give me anymore. I didn’t really make the choice, the choice came out of a misunderstanding on what was actually the issue. Believe me I would have been happy without all of this had I been honest. I was only unhappy because I was thinking too much and didn’t move forward. I was overthinking to the degree that I was completely cut off of my emotions. There was no direct experience of things anymore. I only thought about what I could want and nothing invoked any kind of feeling, because how should it. I was not honest with what truly, genuinely felt good to me. At some point I was so cut off of my feelings that I always tried to reach higher. I felt like I needed fo be something for the world. But what did I truly need? I never gave myself the chance to speak and now I have damaged and lost myself to the degree that I don’t even want to ask anymore.

@Dutch guy Thank you for your effort, I really appreciate this and it might be something that could help. But to me this is just one of the most depressing things ever. It’s not only when having sex, it’s overall extremely annoying. I somehow believe in regenerating the physical body with consciousness. Probably because this thought is my only hope for that issue. But at the same time I just can’t really believe it, there simply is no evidence for any miraculous kind of healing in this world and I feel like wasting my time trying to ‘break’ the rules of our existence.

@traveler no, there isn‘t really .. but still this life doesn‘t fit my will. It‘s like a stranger made decisions for myself, because I wasn‘t there. I wasn‘t honest.

@WHO IS but what it comes down to in the end imo is being happy. I wasn‘t happy, ‚animal cravings‘ and going outside, studying, making money, dreaming high, building a life, just being a teenager for some time would have been the way. It’s true that those are only cravings from a lower consciousness if you just react and give into impulses, but is this a bad thing? I don’t think there’s any difference, only judgement that is. Follow this approach until another perspective can come. I also don’t think that god gave us this body to not enjoy it, even when reaching higher states of consciousness. Your body is still your vehicle, why not enjoy it? You don‘t have to obey it, you may just use it out of pure enjoyment and true will. The embodiment of god if you will. What does it matter if there is no difference between A and Z? There’s only left what feels good to you and what not. And feeling will guide you like nobody else can. It takes utterly deep honesty to know what you really want, what really resonates with you in the moment. But not everybody wants enlightenment. Not everybody is ready to go the way. My gut was extremely resistant towards continuing to seek for enlightenment, still I didn’t listen. I continued and now my world is turned upside down. I made myself unhappy, I made everybody around me unhappy. I live a life that I don’t want and I can’t return. I think god doesn’t really care for enlightenment specifically, but he cares for growth that gradually leads you to more happiness and love (which then will eventually bring you back home). And I think everything has it’s place if you do it for the right reasons. It seems to be not so important what you do, but why you do it.

Hey, sorry for the long text and thank you in advance of reading. If you don‘t want to read all the way through, just skip to the end. Thank you. I don‘t know how to cope anymore. My life became a burden. I‘m in a mess that I never thought would be possible and I don’t understand myself anymore. Since I was a child I questioned everything. I always had the feeling of people lying to their faces, I felt like they were just playing a role. I felt like ‚this is not it‘. This led to an overuse of my thinking mind. I became really rational and tried to understand how things truly are. While still living quite happily, I always had a bad taste in my mouth. Then when I was 13 people began to bully me in school, at the bus stop, and literally wherever else I went. People told me straight to my face that I’m ugly. On several occasions people pointed fingers at me and laughed. I once entered a waiting room at the doctor and three girls looked at me and began to laugh. I avoided looking at people because I couldn’t take this anymore. I never had the biggest confidence in myself, but this completely erased it. I have built a shell around me, I couldn‘t take being hurt over and over again. The only thing that kept me going was that I was still quite popular in my class. The bullying certainly continued until I was 16, but in the following years I still had massiv anxiety in public places and felt like everybody that looked at me did so because I was ugly. My social life began to cripple more and more. And more so when I developed an over compulsive disorder. My life literally became hell. I always had to touch stuff, look at stuff or do things in a certain numerical order to get myself to a point of safety. I somehow was able to finish high school, but I wasn‘t able to be me again. After high school then I had a great downfall. I got massively depressed, because I wasn‘t able to have the fun time everybody else around me had. Everybody actually loved me in the beginning, but since I wasn‘t that fun to be around anymore people went somewhere else. After high school I wanted to take my time to get my life together. Several months I read a lot about the human psych and spirituality. It did a lot for me, but eventually I couldn‘t do it all alone. I wasn’t able to make decisions anymore and couldn’t leave the house at times because I had severe anxiety of something bad happening. I couldn’t leave the house unless I got some kind of safety through compulsively following those numeric patterns. Eventually my mother delivered me to a psychosomatic clinic. I felt save and happy for the first time in months. Then I met my therapist and he instantly killed any kind of safety in me again by thinking the cause of my problems is my sexual orientation. He believed I was gay and didn’t let go of it. I told him that this was not the problem. I feared a lot of things, yes. I feared being ill, and I fought against it. I feared dying, and I fought against it. I feared becoming like someone else, and I fought it. I feared becoming gay, and I fought against it. I always fought against my thoughts, because I had a great deal of anxiety of loosing what was true to me. But he didn‘t let go of it, while me being already not confident in who I was. This made my compulsion even more severe. (Fun fact, he was five years older than me and gay himself). I didn’t realise back then how traumatic this was for me, but ever since then I was really defensive of going to a clinic again. My mother told me that I wasn‘t healed yet and to go to a clinic again, but I told her I was fine and would get my shit together alone. I started to pursue the search for enlightenment again. And while I realised how to “get there”, I wasn’t ready. I had a great amount of fear when I saw what it would cost me, I feared of completely loosing myself. I tried to get my other shit together at first. Time flew by and while being the second year at home not getting anything done my will for liberation became bigger and bigger. I felt like I had to become enlightened by the age of 21. I wanted to be “better” than anyone else enlightened at a very young age. I knew the way, but was too arrogant and lost in my ways. At some point I felt like becoming enlightened was everything that I wanted, nothing else would make me happy. But this was just due to the fact that I didn’t get anything else done in my life at this point. I felt like nothing motivated me. My life was a mess. I had no discipline to do nothing. More time flew by and I wanted liberation even more. I just ran on the same spot all the time. I didn‘t transform my old patterns. I just felt like I was loosing time, because I pressured myself to get to some utopistic goal that I had no need to accomplish anyway. I didn‘t care for nothing else anymore. And then I fucked up my body. I had phimosis and thought that I needed surgery on this. The doctor didn‘t tell me that there were other chances of dealing with this issue and I was just so exhausted and had no interest in reading about the other possibilities. Eventually I agreed to getting circumcised. He left too little skin, the healing process left bad scarring, and my penis is now just fucked up by a procedure that wasn‘t even necessary. I‘m 22 years old now. Nowadays I‘m actually pretty handsome, and girls literally fall to my knees. I’m intelligent, charismatic, good looking, romantic, and now I fucked everything up myself. Not only did I loose my youth due to severe bullying, depression, over compulsive disorder, and having no self confidence at all. I now fucked my adulthood with fucking up my dick. In the end I had everything and I just threw it away by being an undisciplined brick and not caring for myself the way I should have. In my wishful thinking I really hoped to being somehow able to regenerate my body, but this simply isn‘t going to happen. I can not accept what I have done to myself. There is no loving anymore. My life is over. I don‘t want to live anymore.

Hey, basic question. Is there anything an enlightened being would likely not choose to do or loose interest in doing? For example could one being enlightened still consume alcohol and get drunk? Could you still have fun partying? Could you still be an massive extrovert joking around and talking bullshit all the time?

Hey folks, I‘m out of words. My life turned into a nightmare. For a long time I have dealt with an over compulsive disorder, anxiety disorder and depression. There were times when I couldn’t even leave the house, because there was too much fear of something bad happening. I have been in therapy for a little more than two years, and in the meantime also heavily pursued enlightenment. I was a heavy thinker since a very young age. I always analized people, situations, everything. I just wanted to understand how things are truly, and why things are as they are. Now I got my answers, I know how to ‚become‘ enlightened, i could write books about this whole topic, but I just don‘t feel like this is what I actually wanted. I was thinking so much all the time that nothing made sense anymore - I was completely disconnected from my feelings. I never honestly asked my self what I wanted to do. My whole life I was just following other people, I never really made my own decisions. I was never honest with what felt good to me. Now I‘m sitting here not knowing what I want to do in life, not really knowing myself, because I was never honest with what felt good to me and who I actually wanted to be. My personality is a mess. And at the same time I have all this knowledge about enlightenment, not knowing what to do with it. I had so many realizations, that I just can‘t go back to ignorance anymore. I have seen too much. I lost interest in dairy, meat, alcohol, partying, music and lots of other stuff. I didn‘t really pursue enlightenment because I wanted it for the truth and truth only. I felt the need to be superior to everyone else around me, but I just ran away from my issues. My issues would have been easily solved if I just at some point would have started doing what I actually wanted to do. This whole anxiety and OCD crap mainly came from not being the captain of my life and not doing what I wanted to do, thus repressing my true feelings. I‘m now 22, have access to enlightenment, don‘t really want enlightenment, would like to stay in ignorance, but can‘t because I‘ve seen too much and now am now not able to live the life that I want to live. Additionally I had an circumcision, which takes away the foreskin of the penis. The doctor took away too much skin and my dick feels uncomfortable ever since then. This just adds to the hell I’m in, because walking and sex is uncomfortable at times.

Thank you.

I never said that I am enlightened. I’m not enlightened. I only said that I have seen too much for life being fun without it. I think Osho referred to it as ‘the point of no return’, which seems pretty accurate. I know how to ‘get there’, I understand it on a cognitive level, I understand it in my heart, but I’m not there yet. It feels like I can’t live without it anymore. But it also feels like enlightenment isn’t really what I want. I’m just conflicted and desperate.

Shouldn‘t we be able to literally do anything that we can imagine as being creators? Even regenerating body parts, reverse ageing, changing our physical appearance, heal people from incurable diseases, without the need of a doctor or scientist?

@GrowthPilgrim it feels like I can‘t live without the truth anymore. And this is where a lot of fear also comes from, I don‘t really know who I am, I have almost no self acceptance and I‘m hugely unhappy. There‘s so many thoughts about how enlightenment will work out with all those uncertainties in my life. Even though it‘s only fear and I‘m pretty sure it will all be fine. So many thoughts about what happens when non resistance takes place. So many things I want to hold onto, even though I know there is nothing to hold onto.