Princess Arabia

That's the mind trying to secure its identity. Doesn't like to stray from unfamiliar territory. Fear.

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Anything the mind doesn't understand seems weird. It's OK, it's just unfamiliar territory for them. If they had a radical shift in identity and started being interested in this stuff, they would see it differently. That said, what's normal anyway. What we're used to. That's it.

I guess you're still living in the caveman days. C'mon out. There's a whole new world out here where women are out working and men are hunting for pussy.

Make 'it' your girlfriend? And have her sleep with you a lot of times? Sounds a bit like a possession. Like a commodity. So cringe and disrespectful. Ugg.

No you didn't misread. Everyone knows he's my love.

You're saying that as if there's a person here that can choose to write or not write something. If all I'm saying.....then i say well there's no point in writing something since it's just a dream.....that's also the dream. It's all one big fat dream, even these words, what youlre talking about is this character typing words on a screen. There's no one here that can say its a dream so I'll better not care about that. It's just caring happening.

I took a nap earlier today while watching the YT Channel Emerson Non-duality. (Yeah, yeah let's hear it - non-duality bullshit). Anyway, while I was napping, I dreamt that Emerson (the channel host), visited me at my home. I was like, this is cool; and we started casually chatting about non-duality stuff. In the dream he looked the exact same way wearing those nerdy glasses he wears with his chubby round face. I fell asleep while watching an episode of his greatest introductions and i could hear his voice in the dream. While we were chatting, I kept asking him questions, but he just kept on chatting. I would say, let me tell you about my glimpse, but he just kept on chatting. He grabbed a pillow and laid on the floor and I would chime in with my take on things and he would keep talking about what he felt like talking about completely ignoring my questions or whatever I said. He kept on talking; and I kept saying to myself how he's so different from his onscreen appearance because he just sounds like a fucking parrot that just keeps going on and on and on without giving me a chance to talk. I kept on asking different questions and he just wouldn't answer them; he kept on going and going to the point where I got frustrated and said fuck this, he's a fraud and he just doesn't have any answers, and doesn't know shit and doesn't care about what I have to say. It was so annoying. THEN I WOKE UP. Emerson was still on the laptop, which was next to my bed, yapping away. That's when I realized I was dreaming the entire time. That's when I realized why he wasn't answering me and why he just kept on talking. I was dreaming all this shit. It seemed so real. It all happened in my head. I didn't go anywhere, nor was I talking to anyone. I woke up to him still talking about this shit. I started laughing uncontrollably. I felt like such an idiot. Cursing him out in my head when he wasn't even real; only in the dream. It was all too real. That's what's happening here folks. It's all hallucinations. Nothing ever moved. Nothing is really happening. Everything appearing out of nowhere. It's not even in your head because there's no head. There's no mind, no reality, no real experiences, no other, no real life, no teaching, nothing to understand, nothing known, no location, nowhere, no place, boundless, not graspable, no time, nothing to wake up from because it's all empty. All stories. All ideas. All of it. No one gets it. It's unescapable. There's no one to wake up because it's all a dream within a dream. It's not really a dream but I have to call it something. It's a mystery. I don't know what it is and i don't know anything for real. All knowing is false including this post. This is just a story within a story and there's nothing else. It's not about there's no one here, noone there, nothing is happening nothing exist etc, it's about it's all just a dream. Even awakening and enlightenment, it's all within the dream. There's no liberation, no freedom, because that is meaning and means something to be liberated from and to be free from. There's nothing outside of this. No one knows, not even me what this is. It's magic, it's extraordinary and ordinary, it's not everything because there's actually nothing. It's not this because this implies that. It's nothing you can imagine because that which you imagine it to be is also being hallucinated. These are just words. All made up. I'm not going to butter this shit up and i don't care what anyone says, THERE'S NOTHING REALLY HAPPENING. Nothing changes, life goes on, suffering and pain, happiness and joy unfulfillment and fulfilment. Nothing is going anywhere and all i can say is THIS IS UTTERLY MAGICAL. I didn't see through anything because there's nothing outside of this to see through. Yes, there's me, you, other, a world, experiences, our life, drama, fighting, war, earthquakes, all of it; but it's all just appearances. Just like how Emerson appeared in my dream. I don't know how it's done and none of us will ever figure it out, because there's nothing in a dream to figure out. That's all folks.

You cannot erase what was never there to begin with. That's reinforcing the dream and a sense of self. Whose the "your", the human? How can a human erase itself as a human. Can a cat not make itself a cat. I'm not saying this isn't happening, but it's the dream. It's already silence appearing as noise. There's no one to be comfortable in silence that's the dream appearing as someone being comfortable in silence. It doesn't really matter anyway as there's no controller. Life is just "lifing", even what you're trying to accomplish. There's no one here saying you should stop doing that, this is life talking to life; just words appearing. Means nothing. It's all empty. There's nothing to stop doing because it's not really happening anyway. There's no point to my post. If you say then why did you make it......i didn't life did. There's no one to stop or keep doing anything.

Nice story. Astray where? In the mind? Cause there's no where to be astray at. Do you really believe your mom and dad had sex just for you to be born here on earth to figure life out. Wasted life? Everyone "dies". Where's the wasted life.

You're trying to open up to words using words. There's no mind to let go of. That's just a thought. Thoughts aren't real There's nothing outside the mind. It's just what appears to happen. All you're doing is nothing. Everything appears out of nothing, which I explained what this nothing is before. You say it's difficult and you're still here talking about this openness forever. I wonder why.

How are there goals and paths when there's no time and space. You called my words hypocrisy. That's just a label just like the word dream is. Doesn't matter.

Been following him for a while; him and his wife Cara. They are the real deal, proof is in the pudding. They have a whole YT channel with lots of recipes, advice, how to make products and I've even bought Markus' green supplement from wild harvested greens before.

There's no waking up to anything. What's there to wake up to. Reality? Reality is the dream. The ideology is the dream. You saying I'm under some ideology spell is the dream. There's no escaping the dream. It's all there is. Non-duality is the dream. There's no separation. It's all encompassing. There's no one to wake up. The waking up is the dream.

There's no getting closer to what reality is. Reality is the dream. Opening up is the dream. The veil is the dream. The perception is the dream. The identity is the dream. The quality is the dream. You are not dreaming because there is no you. It's just the dream. Me telling you this is just a story within the dream. There's nothing but stories.

It's not about sense of self or no sense of self. Whose determining if there's a self or not. When you're dreaming at night, do you try to get rid of the one dreaming. Same thing. If you are, you're still within the dream trying to get rid of the self. This is not about that. The whole fucking thing is a dream that's not really happening. Just like your dream at night. I say dream because it's the closest word i can think of along with hallucination. The self cannot get rid of the self. There's really noself to begin with. Your dream isn't really happening, is it. Neither is this. There's no one to wake up because the awakening is part of the hallucination.

Ok, nice story. Only thing to get is that there's nothing to get and no one to get anything. There can be a resonance but not a knowing. The moment you say you know, it becomes a position. There is no position.

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Here's the video I was watching. It's 21/2hrs long compiled of his greatest introductions.

I guess if he sold other people's products he would be reputable. Or if he was Walmart, ShopRite, PriceRite, Aldies, or whichever mainstream market that sells poison it would seem less scammy. You have got it backwards.

I've seen plenty of messy females and plenty of clean neat males. The difference is how you were raised, conditioned, state of mind and your environment. Cleanliness, messiness etc is not subjected to gender. There might be more messy males, than females but it's not because of gender. Notice in families, you'll see the same trait, if your mommy and daddy were messy, you'll tend to be messy regardless of gender, plus the other factors I mentioned. I've seen some males so clean and neat it was a bit disturbing, lol.

What do you mean?

I don't know anything about the absolute; Its everything. It's that question you asked me and it's the answer I gave. All that's happening here are responses. The absolute talking to itself. You're just jib gibbering too. The only difference here is that if I was a bearded man sitting on a chair with a white mustache and a robe, the response wouldn't have been, "what do you know about the absolute". You would probably call him a guru and listen and respect what he has to say and follow his every whim. This female on a forum knows nothing in your eyes, so you give me flack, but if the same words were uttered by said guru, it would have been revered. That's what I can say about the absolute.

There's no failure in seeking because seeking is an illusion. There's no failure with The All There Is, only apparently so. There's no one seeking; the seeking is the I energy that doesn't really exist.

That "I" that you speak about is the seeking energy. The "I" automatically seeks. Seeks for the end of itself. What you're saying is just the "I" trying to comfort itself. You're right in what you're saying in the Absolute sense but you're speaking from the point of the "I". There's no inside fulfillment. There's just fulfillment. Saying "I'm complete by myself", is like the wave in the ocean saying it's complete all by itself, not realizing it's a part of the ocean and cannot survive without it. You said the word "I" many times in your statement. There's no "I" that's complete and fulfilled. It's automatic. Unfulfillment IS the "I" energy; it's not you that's not fulfilled and complete, it's the seeking energy we call "l". Everyone says I. Everyone and everything is the ocean. Once there's the popping up of the I, that's it game over. You can't escape yourself. The only way is to dissolve and I'm sure the I is still there from your statements. You are still seeking love saying you'll never seek it on the outside.