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All the bad stuff going on is purely misinterpretation and judgement. All is well. Bad is corrected by seeing love there instead. It is already done. Question is am I going to acknowledge that.

Ego tells me everyday I am the dumbest person who ever lived Some days I even believed it. Every moment is a choice: Will I listen to right mind or left mind? Right mind is that everything has already been corrected and I just need to walk in that fullness of life.

Dumb is choosing to have fun instead of doing what you came to do. You came to ditch who you are and switch to what you are, Don't sweat it as this is not most people's lifetime to awaken.

Jesus was the first person who left the house everyday and saw the face of god in front of him everywhere. He'd like you to do the same. You can't use your eyes, you have to use his. Your eyes show the sin and his eyes show the son. Show people that Jesus didn't die by showing them that Jesus lives in you. To believe before leaving the house is to see the real world.

Access to guns simply increases the share price of bullet proof armour companies You will never kill me as I already know your plans and am three steps ahead Your ideals will simply militarize the entire nation to the damning detriment of all Guns are dumb because we have all been angry enough to wrongly pull that trigger in our worst moment no matter how enlightened we are

Yes. Better still show her this and let her depart in peace.

He brings insane value to the world. Anyone is lucky to get some one on one time with him. Strings, no strings, whatever. He is a beautiful man. He keeps in touch with his exes. I do the same even with my ex-wives. I actually care about people who have shared part of my life. If we're in town at the same time, we will hang out. Sometimes even sex can happen. Quick, go and tell the National Enquirer how many girlfriends i am cheating on.

My eyes are malfunctioning. All my senses are. I show myself what I need to keep myself blindly spinning my wheels in blissful ignorance. I picked this and it's fine. Survival and satisfaction is my agenda. I couldn't care less to see or hear anything that impedes that. Thanks but no thanks. I am merely keeping the dream alive as long as possible. I am winning. I am not dying today. Life is good. God be damned. He can't touch a hair on my head. I am the only god I worship.

Thanks for the playlist Leo. Here's one back at you: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1zSzG7Ikui1e3vUISwDGAv?si=25b9182978a04698

To write is to remember and to learn. To speak is to understand and to teach. Use both deliberately as self love and compassionate love respectively.

Existence is what I project outward from my mind, an ingenious but breakable illusion born from a terrible inner conflict. I hate what I see that I have inside, so I shove it away, wanting it no longer as my unsolvable ever gnawing problem. Why would I hate it? It mirrors the part of myself I cannot bear to look at, the part that chose escape over reality. In discarding the crown jewels of love, perfection, and oneness, I am thus required to dream up a sanctuary - a gleaming if godforsaken place to dispose of this demonic self-loathing: welcome to existence ladies and gentlemen, also known as the universe. Everything I perceive “out there” is simply the inner hatred reflected back, and so I keep it all outside of my bubble, as if distance is what will protect me from my own projections. Nonexistence, on the other hand, is not annihilation or emptiness - it is pure love itself. It forever sits quietly in my mind, untouched by all these distractions and fears, ignored but never eliminated. Instead of turning to this infinite love within, I chase after its pale imitations in the external world. I seek love, fulfillment, and safety in fleeting beguiling forms, but these in truth are nothing more than veils of lack, hatred, and fear masquerading as deliverance. The love I think I find in the universe is hollow because it is conditional, dependent on the very limits and illusions I created to obscure the real love that dwells within me. To move beyond this false plane, I simply let the nonexistence dissolve whatever I see. This is not a matter of destruction but of readjustment - seeing every situation through the eyes of love, mercy, and truth. Consciousness as I explained above is the tool that shapes perception, turning the infinite into the finite and giving the illusion of separation. Yet this same consciousness can be gently redirected. By recognizing that my perceptions are not fixed but malleable, I can choose to see the universe differently. In this way, I undo the life I thought I had, revealing a new state of affairs, one where love reigns and fear retreats. From this place of healed perception, the absolute is primed to take hold and restore me to what I am: limitless, whole, and at peace. This process is not to do with fixing anything external but about letting go of any need to maintain the illusions I planted. Ask yourself, If all I see and feel is a reflection of my own mind, what would happen if I let love reformulate my vision entirely? This is the path: give all perceptions over to love and let it transform everything from the inside out. In doing so, allow the barriers built against love to fall away, opening the door to the absolute.

Gnana is knowledge which is what you find when you go beyond knowing. It is what Ramana Maharshi teaches. You know what you are by looking in the mirror. Knowledge by contrast is the oneness of what you are. It is the absolute truth beyond the division that consciousness introduced.

You become conscious when you decide to see you and not-you. Your decision initiates consciousness. It was a poor decision but you are allowed your bad moments since god is nothing if not full of grace. It is poor because you set down your true nature in order to venture off-piste and have this jolly escapade. You were dumb and had a bad day. Don't feel bad. We've all been there and some of us are in fact still trudging along in this joyless wasteland. So a hankering for separation delivered this consciousness you see before your eyes. It is all a fairy-tale - not that you will believe that - so have at it and have fun while it lasts and I'll see you when you come to your senses or give them up right? - you know what I mean.

Yes. Hard to uncondition this.

What I've noticed is women personalize everything and men generalize everything In general I mean, which I can say since I am male.

He wants as many as possible; she wants as few as possible.

For example there are some who believe in the death penalty no?

Sometimes people need to be killed. They have it coming. Most of us will kill to stay alive. If my life is okay, I am happy to be killed. And to be honest, my life is perfectly okay.

Experience sucks and reality rocks. Everything here is a mess even on a good day.

Murderers when they murder think they have no other choice than to do exactly what they are doing at that exact moment. Circumstances are necessitating they act in such a way. They acted how they had to based on the level of consciousness allocated them. A murderer feels guilt only when caught or near to being caught else they forget about it and sleep like a baby. The murdered person bears responsibility for crossing their path that day. Moral of the tale is, don't act like red before a bull and expect to walk away unharmed.

God gave his kids 3 things among many others endowments: free will, imagination and consciousness Free will is, do as you like; imagination is add to the what is and unimagination to take from the what is; consciousness is to make what you imagine live and breathe and interact We as his offspring then did a bad thing. We unimagined ourselves from the what is. We wanted to go our own way and see if we could find something better than perfection. Haha see the glaring contradiction in that sentence! In any case we jumped out of Dodge and made a place for ourselves where we could apparently be apart from god. When we did all this however, god had no knowledge of it since god only knows good and can have no knowledge of bad. So here we are all by our lonesome suffering this hellish existence with other people places and things also here by their lonesome. But no big deal, we just have to unimagine this silliness namely see it as a cleverly made illusory movie set in order to snap back to reality.

They say I am doing this for me. They can then feel strong and independent and empowered. They have not questioned it deeply. They would rather self esteem than truthful answers.

Well said. Females are conditioned to put tremendous stock in presentability and looking their best. They know this brings appreciation and rewards. Once trained this is automatic and is near impossible to untrain even when she gets to 80yo and stays indoors all day. It's what she has always done, it is what her friends and family expect, it is who she is. Males by contrast are honest that they look good for the purpose of engaging females (and for climbing the corporate ladder if required). (If you meet a man during the day wearing a suit and tie, someone probably you is being billed by the minute for that suit and tie - heads up. He isn't wearing it out of choice.) Females do it for the appreciation and rewards mentioned but it is not in a female's interest to deconstruct this state of affairs. Just repeat, I look good in order to feel good. That's all it is, nothing more.

Consciousness is the dream, the duality, dis doing dat. Love can't exist in such an illusive state. Love is to know the oneness you are, not the twoness you desire to be to make you complete and happy ever after in a dream. Love is the absolute state; it is unlimited. unconditional, undivided, eternal and ever expanding unstoppably in joyful creative enterprise.