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Doesn't matter. It's all expressions of the one unconditional love. Imagine if we were all the same with the same attributes. That would be constraints, conditioned and would not be free. It's OK to be ax you are. You didn't make yourself it's appearing as a free expression and it's being resisted by seeking for another way to be. There's someone else who's being what it is that you're saying and another is being that somewhat, and another almost, and another that responds with no tears. Resistance to what is is what's occurring and that breeds suffering. Trying to analyze why you don't cry is a bit neurotic and contracted. See it for what it is without judgement or the need to try and figure out why and the energy will loosen up and feel much better and less tense. No one cares if you cry or not only the one that's resisting what is.

ok, I will.

You'll find a lot of talent on the streets, in prisons, on crack fein row doing heroine and overdosing on the streets, fentanyl row, in the gutters and slums. They weren't recognized and didn't have opportunities to express those talents and they felt hopeless and lacking motivation and was let down by society and didn't feel they stood a chance. They weren't recognized and they felt they were of no use and value to others. Others were getting all the cheers and hi-fives and love while they looked on in hopelessness. We invent stuff to boost the ego some more and only those that could afford it, got recognized while I'm over here with lots to offer but can't because I'm unable to, it says to itself in despair. Then it turns to substances to cope with the despair of the unrecognition. We're constantly helping those already in a good place and keep knocking down those who are trying to be but find the circumstances challenging to do so; and to make matters worse, no one wants them because they are not "valuable" even though they're trying to be but can't seem to catch a break. This is how the systems are set up. We throw the suicidals in institutions against their will and lock them up and tell them to go get treatment and therapy after we create the conditions for it to happen in the first place. We create the conditions and environment for illnesses and imbalances to flourish and then we treat those illnesses and imbalances and dis-ease with more things that causes a different kind of illness imbalance and dis-ease. Sometimes we feel we can't express the ways we feel can help the environment to flourish because we are looked at as a nobody or no one cares about me or for whatever reason and to be of use and service so we turn to things that can provide us with the feelings we're looking to feel or to feel nothing at all. We have given some people props while abandoning the efforts of the small man and that has created an imbalance. Then we try to fix that imbalance. It's a never-ending cycle. Infinite. Anyone says this isn't infinite is blind. Infinity's expression everywhere,

I can see value in the drug addict on the street corner and the useless garbage picker picking for food in the garbage. The value I get from that is noticing how people don't see value in these people but only people that can give them something whether it be knowledge and a way to better their experience. We look up to these big names not because of them as a person as much as what they can bring to the table for ME. We throw around top notch names and big them up dead or alive and say how they bring value to ME. I get a lot of value from........more things to add to the pot. I do it too, so it's not a criticism, just an observation of how the me operates and keeps it's momentum going. I get value from babies, from hood thugs, from the elderly, from hookers and strippers and from well-established names and great philosophers. I get value from the handicapped, from the neighbor, from the hot chick, from the insecure guy, from the narcissist, from the idiot, from the foolish and the wise. They all teach us something. We miss it because we're looking for a better experience and we don't and can't see value in anything that doesn't match up to that idea, the one we've dreamt about and see happening for ourselves. How can a drug dealer bring value to me (except for supplying the drugs we use), the value is in the realization that we have biases, preferences in who and what brings us value and the specific things we seek. To be able to see how a granny or an ordinary neighbor is looked at as just another human while all the credit goes to the geniuses and smart people we read about in books. How we see the world. The differences. Evaluation. Notice of the bias and prejudices we have formulated to get by and how everything is about who and what can bring the me value. How we call other people corrupt and low conscious and inauthentic and whatever else we can come up with but fail to see how everything in life is about us, us, us, us, us, no matter what it is, even when it seems we're helping others, it's about us, us, us, us, us and what we can get, get, get, get, get, the more valuable the better. No different than a high-end consumer and a lower-end one. No different than a personal preference for a Rolex or for regular watch, a Mercedes or a Honda. I get a lot of spiritual value from...is no different than a high-end retail shopper. That drug dealer or hooker is as much valuable as a philosopher's word or not. It depends on who's looking and what they can get. The value depends on the person buying. If I can't get anything from you, you're not valuable TO ME. If I can get something from you, then you're valuable TO ME but I put a label on that value and the price tag that thing charges you depends on what's being sought after in the moment....or not. Sometimes it's a year or 5 or 10 yr endeavor so that value can be stretched out but if it's like say a quick cum or a quick hit or a quick dopamine rush the value is in the moment.

We're fighting a losing battle called life.

Yeah, that's the problem Be still and know that I am the knowing energy that fears the unknown and needs to do something about it as in OP's position. Energy running out of fuel and getting tired, but asks what to do and you say be still and know, know what, that it's dying and looking for fuel.

ok I understand.......😏😴

I'm bursting out bawling today. For no major apparent reason. Thoughts appearing. Thoughts about freedom and what's appearing. Thoughts about the Absolute. Thoughts about how impersonal it is. Thoughts about how real it feels. Thoughts about how it expresses itself. About how it's not going anywhere, this is it, about how this me, is it there or is it? Don't know. Can't know. A feeling is just appearing and that is nothing appearing as a feeling. Everything is nothing being and I can't get a hold of that. I can't control that. I can't choose what to feel, it just comes and goes. Something here notices that, something here sees the impermanence in the appearance. It's wonderfully frightening. If I dwell on that I might develop anxiety so I don't and this here isn't prone to anxiety attacks because there's no dwelling in the what if's about life much, just what is and the past. Future is not a favorite. It can't see it. Doesn't know it at least i know the past and what is. That's the knowing energy. It seemingly develops the dis-ease of anxiety when it doesn't know and dwells in the unknown. Depression is the knowing energy dwelling in the past. Like it built it's house on a depression fault line. The rain came and dug a hole and knowing built it's house on that fault line and depression is the result. It get's deeper and deeper into the hole and for it to get out it has to rise above the fault line or just move out. Most just stay there and live there. The present moment is the sweet spot, they say, but where is the present moment. How does one find it, or remain there. Every time one tries to stay there another moment arises; where is the last moment. It's gone? The one that you abided in prior. So how can one stay in the present. Impossible. Anyway, I'm just rambling on about stuff no one particular topic and I'm going way too much into left field and all over the place. Enough for now.

Do you see Leo in one? Why some of you guys want Leo to be a superhuman who knows everything. He seems to concentrate on the things he knows best and dibble dabble in the ones he doesn't. There are other top tier content around that's in this department.

The project of me is me.

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Is that your worldview.

Neither is really a thing. There is only what is and what is, is neither nondual nor dual or truth just Absolute, timeless, boundless energy appearing as form. I'm not confusing anything because confusion cannot arise where there are no opposites and other to be confused about. Confusion may appear to happen in the relative sense and that's only apparent in the dream of separation so if I'm confusing anything it only appears that way to you the observer, which is fine but when you mention Absolute truth in the same sentence, I had to break it down.

:):):) love it

Nite Nite. Enough for one day. It's 2. a.m. Talking shit at witching hour isn't good for the witches. We need beauty sleep. Hehe, I felt crazy all day. I must be. I think I am.

Free will doesn't exist, period. It's the dream and a story. Why would this have a need for a will. It's unlimited and timeless and free. If you want to say what appears is a will then go ahead but it's not free will. There's no willing but only to the observer that doesn't exist. That felt sense that's not really happening. If one has free will and choice, why can't that one choose to stop having free will and choice. Go ahead and free will away the free will that you possess. Can't. Where is the need for a will in All There Is but only in the dream of separation, that's where free will seems to be happening but it's only an appearance of free will and what that means is it's not really happening, it's empty of any substance, meaning and value and no one is actually doing that. God doesn't have a will either that's a story. Nothing is God's will as God is everything and all there is. Your life is a dream. What is, isn't. I'm referring to what is. Free will is a concoction just like syrup and sugar and water. Nothing is separate or united or one. Everything just is and everything is nothing. So we can free will all we want there is nothing to it and it ain't going nowhere. Only the neurotic arrogant energy that cannot stomach to hear this will reject this message and call me crazy. It thinks it's saying something substantial and responsible by saying we are responsible for our lives and the free will to choose right from wrong, but it cannot die on the spot or choose to breathe or not and didn't ask to come here but all of a sudden it's supposed to be responsible for a life. There really is no life anyway just unpolarized energy that can appear to be living or dead. Where's the free will there. The energy keeps going and going and going, seemingly anyway, around in a loop of endless bickering and avoidance of itself and loves to play this sick game of cat and mouse and it can go on with this forever.

My new profile pic is an old picture back when I used to model. I think I was about 22/23 in that pic. This was in my going out days and I think I only modelled for about a year after that because that was taken here in the US and i did most of my modelling in Jamaica as a teenager. I did some here too and went to John Casablanca's modelling school and did a few shows here and there (nothing like Naomi or Tyra or anything close), just a wedding and a calender and a fashion show in Newark and a lingerie show at the Flagship and a few local shows until I gave it up to be an exotic dancer....tadaah!!! Delilah's Den, baby!! and Purple Orchid in Philly. Loved those days.

I think that when we were born, we are the same way and everything that seems different like our growing into adulthood and learning things and knowing things and everything in between is all illusory. I think the body is still actually just like a baby's and attributes the same but the perception is what changes and just like magic we seem to ourselves to be growing into an adult, get old and die. There's something inside that never seem to change and I think that's still the innocent little baby in each of us. We're learning and gaining knowledge and doing actions but I think if we take away the sense that perceives all that like we perceive it now, all those things would be forgotten and we'd be just like a mute and a person who doesn't know or remember anything. This must be the whackiest thing I've ever thought about and the mind concocted up. Even to me this sounds a bit off the top. It just came across my mind that what if I'm actually still a baby, even in body but there's a sense that allows for that baby to see itself or perceive itself as if it's growing. You know, like that inner child saying. Maybe that's why so many have trauma's because we're force ripe babies believing we're adults and all that happened to us even in adulthood is being perceived from a grown baby's perspective with the use of that sense which I don't have a name for. Ever seen those dwarfs and midgets how in the face they look like babies and people born with a retardation, when you look in their faces they have baby features. Some look like they're drooling (so cute i love to look at those people, the melt my heart), and they talk like babies sometimes. I think those are the ones with what we call down syndrome, There's some kind of unknown sense that makes us perceive the body growing up and getting old and that's why we see the elderly as children again. Like they did a full circle, but only in perception and they never really left the baby form. Of course, this is all ridiculous, but so is the body coming out of a vagina and it's only the norm because that's what we know and was born into. I think I need to stop thinking about life for a while and go back to worrying about my problems......oops! Nope I choose thinking about life even though there's no thinker, but whatever, it seems that way.

@samijibenWhat I mean is when I sit and actually look through them, stare through them and notice them, there are no eyes there seeing anything.

lmao, no.

ENDLESS DEBATES: Free will and choice Veganism/Carnivore Solipsism Enlightenment/Awakening Absolute/Relativity What is Existence Peter Ralston (Infinite)

I look through these eyes and I see nothing through them.

Acknowledged.

Nice. Showing how you posts the most beautiful posts by showing one from 3yrs ago; and to top it off, no one responded, is the way to go. Awesome! I can smell a very beautiful response coming that will really show the intelligence you bring to the forum.