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Everyting irie, gonbe irie. 😎🥰

Okie dokie. Hopefully you're followers understand the meaning of your poetry, which is why I asked.

The myth of Narcissus expresses the illusion of being obsessed with the image in the reflection of the pool (i.e., mind), not at one with/as the Source of the image. The apparent image is always changing/impermanent, while Source doesn't change and has always BEEN. As such, the delusion of only identifying as the image is problematic. "Still identified" as the image, and only imagining/assuming being the Source is also problematic. Realization unlocks the fundamental duality at odds with itself, caught in the paradox.... in the mind. Simples...

It's just an expression of having 'returned to' the Garden of Eden, realizing that one had never really left. It refers to not wanting to get caught up in the deluded mind, lost in the ignorance of thinking it is the reflection rather than the Source of the image in the reflection. So, which do you think is worse, "selling water by the river" or "selling sand by the mirage, and constantly trying to convince others that it's water"?

They (can) play a role, yes, but more deeply essential is self-honesty, without which all else eventually goes to the dung heap.

Thanks for sharing this. Interesting expose'.

I've noticed you tend to throw around a lot of biblical imagery of good/bad/righteous/wrong. So, does your term 'Satan' just refer to a degree of unconsciousness, a psychological shadow in the inherent 'duality' of human nature? Existentially, some refer to 'Satan' as representing the struggle against authority and its unjust, imposed morality, while embracing one's own nature in the quest for autonomy. The church did a good job of repainting that one as it established itself as the judge and jury of Truth, just as psychologists did a good job of repainting the ego into the boogeyman.... when it's mostly, just simply, a matter of becoming more conscious.

Hearty, hehe. 😍

(Last long post to you... sawwy, I get on a rant and roll with it sometimes) I don’t need to say anything. My wake up call was that I was living a lie, and it hit me hard. It was obvious that I had been living a lie for my entire life. Existentially speaking, if you haven’t found and grounded in/as Truth, that makes what you think are a liar, not to be trusted. (Think Agent Smith in The Matrix, for example… the quick, shape-shifting, mind-driven ego). Relatively speaking, you’re a fucking warrior, brave for taking on the battle, and ahead in the march toward the realization line, and I deeply respect that. It is a slog to get to where YOU actually already are. I only say that, because I know you hate it, because you’re hard headed, because it twists your castle of reasoning in on itself, because it challenges the idea that you think you’re getting somewhere…. else. You’re on the journey across the barren landscape of an entropically dying sense of reality, one that has kept your attention mesmerized by all the stories it tells itself. I know it’s hard, and I know I love you. This last post clears things up. 'Your' mind only likes its own thinking and/or those that agree with it or are enchanted with it, and there are defense mechanisms to drive out what disagrees or attacks the thought structure and the identity built with/within/around/from it. It is firmly in charge, and it is the master of 'your' existence. The judgments of Huang Po were never about what the mind had penetrated, but about how it doesn’t align with its structure of vocabulary and logic. Certain schools bang on and on about ‘not thinking’, and the thought structure doesn't like that… most peeps want the goodies of Ch’an/Zen, but not the actual practice. Looking at modern society and the children in charge of it, it makes perfect sense. And I get it, most peeps are gonna think, most peeps are addicted to thinking, and most peeps are deeply unconscious of, attached to, and defensive of their world view. So, there’s the self-inquiry for the thinkers, and most peeps like to think they have it all figured out. True self-inquiry, taken ALL THE WAY to its very end, dissolves the hand rails for the self, until it falls to its knees and can’t get back up. The self, starved of attention, its imagined reflection growing weaker and weaker, becomes more and more disillusioned (it’s a good thing, by the way). If no one comes along and feeds the narcissistic self, it eventually ‘dies’. True death may take several tries, but something honest and 'actual' can and does get back up, but it is not what died. It is open, fearless, innocent... blossoming like a flower in/as true nature. The hands and weapons of battle are unable to pierce or harm its innocence. “In Greek mythology, Narcissus was a strikingly handsome youth who became the object of unrequited love for many, including the nymph Echo. However, Narcissus spurned their affections. As punishment for his arrogance and cruelty, he was cursed to fall in love with his own reflection, which he saw in a pool of water. Unable to leave his reflection and consumed by his self-love, Narcissus eventually withered away and died, transforming into the flower that bears his name.” —---Your father was likely a deeply unconscious aspect of being; unable to SEE the Love, he spurned wholeness and lived in relative misery. He apparently needed your attention, your devotion and affection to keep the story alive, because he was locked in, not open, and dying… living in existential fear. The suggestion would be that -at least- one of his parents was of the same ilk, and that there's a generational conditioning at play, but that’s just speculation. You have the opportunity to break the cycle, because you are much more conscious than him/them. Do it. Anyway, I'd say what YOU are is obvious, but the 'you' that the mind thinks it is hasn’t noticed it. Peace, man. Done.

He does tend to do that. Both of you write exceptionally well, though, and it is barely noticeable. Perhaps, it is the lack of modal verbs (can, could, shall, should, may, might, must) that make his assessments of other's views sound so blunt, and him sounding so willing to get into the nuances. He keeps misinterpreting my posts as being emotional/aggressive or me being narcissistic, when I'm just being objective about how I see the mind is conditioned and the self is constructed.

It is conditioned by the past and projects into the future, yes. Yes, the psychological death and the subsequent rebirth as what is existentially open, naked, and fearless. Noice allusion to the Phoenix rising from the ashes. I getcha.

Interesting.

Great to hear you can open to it at will. Maybe your mind just got sidetracked... dunno. You don't need to explain. And yes, it would be nice if everyone could easily just notice that TPTPAU is immediately available, but typically they run headlong into the thought structure of their making (with a lot of unconscious attachments to needing to be right, win an argument, and so on and so forth), and try find shelter in their structure. Stepping into the mind ( bifurcating functional tool ) is the relative reality, and it is impermanent, along with the rest of the appearing universe, including the "structure from freedom" (?).

You've limited your self to a conceptual framework. Sounds like a collection bars for building a prison in progress. True nature is/was/will always be FREE. Find and settle into the Peace That Passeth All Understanding (TPTPAU) and you will understand where I am coming from. Yesterday, you went further and further unconscious of it, running headlong into the river of logic and doubt. If you understand what TPTPAU means at all, you'd start there. In my book, you did not exhibit that you do understand it, much less stay rooted in it. Jussayin...

Nah.

Aaah man, back to the statistic on suicides by firearms.

C'mon, you can get more radical than that. The mind functions as a bifurcator. Just use it wisely.

The word mind is synonymous with thinking.

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Old testament style! But yeah, if you believe in god as omnipotence, at some point in the line of reasoning, you may have to admit that it's capable of wielding a knife in some abattoir, or maybe even while staring you down in some late night rendezvous in your building's elevator. Mind you, if that's the case, god can be pretty funny, too.

What you continue to point to is understood. The mind was engaged to write this post and it will have to be in order to read/understand it, while THAT to which you have been pointing remains unblemished by any of it. The Peace that Passeth All Understanding is forever available prior to what mind maketh of any situation. Just notice if/when the mind is engaged, you're wading out into the river. Is this post beautiful, or do you prefer my silence?

It certainly seems advantageous to not personify god, imagine a personal god, or otherwise if one is in the more 'advanced' stages of being honest. Slippery slope and/or a back door for mind to come in and obscure the innate clarity via the domino effect of abstract thinking. It's kind of like what is said about telling a lie, and what one has to do to keep propping it up. "A lie is like a snowball: the further you roll it, the bigger it gets." ~Martin Luther Peeps use the word 'god' in all sorts of ways, and I've even heard peeps arguing for and against god in a way that they were talking right past each other, not even aware that they kinda snorta were actually 'idealizing' the same dealio. Some people have auditory problems and can't hear well. Others have listening problems simply because they are lost in their mind-driven ideals. It happens. Pay attention, be aware of when you have engaged the mind, and know that once you have done so, you have entered into the dualistic world of probability, communication, interpretation, relationship, cause/effect, etc.

Are you stating predeterminism is real, then? Slippery slope.

You sound upset, and maybe even a little confused between what states are versus what realization is. I could be wrong, but it's just how the post sounded. Psychedelics can have their value, but they can't ground you in the present with an innate gratitude. Quite often, people feel the need to persistently seek such gratitude via the use of such medicines. Metaphorically, crutches also have functional value, but if you feel the need to use them even though you can walk without them just fine, one might notice the psychological component of the dynamic.