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Reality is groundless - It's All Just a Fucking Flame

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Okay, this insight just hit me. Not on any psychedelics, but just being completely sober. 

Reality is absolutely groundless. There is no ground on which reality is coming from.

In our experience, we have, let's say, six types of perception we can compartmentalize. Color, sounds, feelings, emotions, thoughts/abstractions (i.e. mind), taste/smell. Notice every single one of these perceptions is always changing. There is no fixed configuration throughout your entire life on any one of these perceptions. Let's call this FLUX. Perception is always in flux. I mean, the Buddhists have called the impermanence of life. And it goes so fucking deep. And it's so tricky. Because the mind is so fucking tricky. Shit, the mind is creating a reality within these perceptions. 

However, the mind is just one of these perceptions. If we break down or transcend the mind and we experience the perception directly. All perceptions are made out of the same thing. Our mind tends to create a physical separation of certain colors. This certain color is It's wood. This certain color is metal. That some set of colors is human. A certain set of colors is tree. And so on and so on. But this is perception labelling perception. To think of it like a vortex of perception. 

What really is going on is that this certain set of perceptions is now saying it's the manager of the other perceptions. Mind carves out certain things within FLUX. It labels certain things as "me", "as not me". Creating dualities. Creating your life. Your life story, where the experience is happening. Everything is being created by these abstractions your mind is creating throughout the day. And we just fucking believe it. Consciousness gets trapped into the mind.

These abstractions are just perceptions, when mind creates an abstraction of itself, what is that? A perception of another perception. It's a mirror reflecting another mirror. If you look into the reflection of a mirror within a mirror, it goes on forever. The is no beginning or end. There is no place where mind eventually touches something solid. I.e., reality is completely groundless. 

And this makes no sense. Because sense is a thing that mind creates. Wow. Wow. Wow. 

Let's take a bunsen burner. I attached an image to this post.

The gas in this case is completely empty. Potential to create the flame. When it does, the flame is rising out of the gas. The gas is no form, no color, no heat. There's no place at which you can point where the gas is located. It provides the conditions for the flame to exist. And so the flame comes from the gas. 

Now, let's look at the flame. In the image, the flame has an outer core and inner core. But do we say the outer core or an inner core are separate. No, it's one fucking thing. It's just a flame. Exactly the same thing is happening in your experience. It's just one fucking thing. 

However, the identity of the self, the me, the I, carves itself out, creating an inner flame, a distinction between I and other, which separates it from everything else ie the outer flame.  It tricks itself to think the inner flame is separate from the outer flame. 

It's ALL JUST A FUCKING FLAME.

 

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The eternal flame can extinguish everything but itself. There’snot even a  flame because there’s no other than flame.

 

From 🔥 to 🔥 endlessly without beginning. 


 

Grief is Love with Nowhere to Go 

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Yup. Good.


You are God. You are Truth. You are Love. You are Infinity.

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You know it but you can’t see it because you are it.

 

 

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Grief is Love with Nowhere to Go 

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3 minutes ago, Leo Gura said:

Yup. Good.

Love.


 

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"Jesse. Wake up Jesse we need to cook." "Mr White I had a dream that we were like bunsen burners" "for God's sake Jesse are you using again?" If zhuangzi was a chemistry teacher, the piping of heaven (flutes) would be the bunsen burner of erm general relativity or something (we need to cook jesse).

Groundlessness becomes motion which burns into ground, Like the light of the sun illuminates with light, the infinite ground illuminates and shapes our reality with reality. The cross between heaven and earth. "1 divided by 0 is the wuji. The groundless and the infinite. Asymptotically everything and a negation of everything depending on what side of the number line you're standing on.

Sorry for ruining this thread with a schizopost, was feeling cute, might delete later

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If you look at a flame on a candle you see a sitting man.

One time I was looking at the sun with my eyes closed and I zoomed in super close to the light and I saw an entirely different reality being played out in a ray of light.

There was a person in a hovercraft flying through the dunes of a planet and he went to go get gas.

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20 minutes ago, SSSanity said:

might delete later

Good luck with that trickless trick. 
 

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18 minutes ago, Hojo said:

If you look at a flame on a candle you see a sitting man.

One time I was looking at the sun with my eyes closed and I zoomed in super close to the light and I saw an entirely different reality being played out in a ray of light.

There was a person in a hovercraft flying through the dunes of a planet and he went to go get gas.

😂 LoL 

Love this.


 

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God is just a bunch of hot air xD


You are God. You are Truth. You are Love. You are Infinity.

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33 minutes ago, SSSanity said:

Mr White I had a dream that we were like bunsen burners" "for God's sake Jesse are you using again?" If zhuangzi was a chemistry teacher, the piping of heaven (flutes) would be the bunsen burner of erm general relativity or something (we need to cook jesse).

LoL 😂 

 

 

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@Leo Gura a fart. The funniest thing ever. Particles in Gods fart contemplating what it is.

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A lit fart, without the butt.


You are God. You are Truth. You are Love. You are Infinity.

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A fart in the wind, or a wind in the fart. 😂 


 

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@Leo Gura infinite fart


 "I heard you guys are very safe. Caught up with the featherweights”" - Bon Iver

                            ◭“Holyfields”

                  

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Also, from this, there was never a problem with the "I" thought. When you realize reality is a fucking flame coming from nothing. The I thought is just the thought existing within all other perceptions. Even when you have a thought, "I am the universe". You still realize that it's the universe having the thought: "I am the universe," tricking itself to think it's an "I" thought, but it's still the whole universe doing that. In everything else it is doing. 

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Reality is absence of límits from which coherent equations that sum zero arise, which branch without limits

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57 minutes ago, ROOBIO said:

Also, from this, there was never a problem with the "I" thought. When you realize reality is a fucking flame coming from nothing. The I thought is just the thought existing within all other perceptions. Even when you have a thought, "I am the universe". You still realize that it's the universe having the thought: "I am the universe," tricking itself to think it's an "I" thought, but it's still the whole universe doing that. In everything else it is doing. 

Well said.


 

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30 minutes ago, Breakingthewall said:

Reality is absence of límits from which coherent equations that sum zero arise, which branch without limits

Nice! 👍 


 

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