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Riffin' On Realization and Realness

“O Lord of the universe, O universal form, I see in Your body many, many arms, bellies, mouths, and eyes, expanded everywhere, without limit. I see in You no end, no middle, and no beginning.” 11.16 Bhagavad Gita The Universal Form


                Quite succinctly… this matrix of stimuli and induced response, these cascading paths across time, through phenomena… they see us introduced to concepts that postulate themselves as potential truths, concepts which terrorize us psychologically, latently, at their very introduction to the psyche. Most of us who are of society aren’t necessarily of a chiseled and methodical approach which sees truth as entirely synonymous with our very conception of God/the most Ideal, and so there seems to be, topically, a real disconnect from the seemingly random and very real abject horrors we stumble upon as we glimpse phenomena in our social world which make us question the inherent safety/goodness of the universe/society, and where we are regarding what we believe to be true of God’s character…as a person…


                We are forced, by the conditions of existence, to realize the salvation inherent in the act of existing itself…we learn the words and cultivate the thoughts so as to have the very opportunity to flesh out the vantage points which allow us to fully see the implications of what has been present all along- eternity, and how it’s the fundamental nature of the individuated life form… you can define it in mechanical-principle  terms,  but that’s the spirit…the Infinite, yet predictable/methodical/defined… it’s the foundation of each of our respective lives.


                We are forced, by the conditions of existence, to realize God’s boundlessness, to see it in all defined/individuated phenomena dynamically/compassionately… it’s the only thing that frees us from the tyrannies that “the cold hard facts” of the world and the plight of those suffering in it perpetually inflict…the very real and evident suggestion that life ain’t fair Jack…not at all…


                And yet we are happy. Yet we are uncontainable.


                That which brings about the perpetual resolutions is moreso universal than societal, even when society is the means… and it is moreso mystical than it is systemic…miraculous…of the spirit. Mechanically, as such, only by turning towards the Source can one glimpse/achieve…peace.

        

        It’s how our hearts work. We do come, naturally, by the grace of Life itself, into doing these things in unconscious and, by comparison, vapid ways by the culture and it’s crow mother overlords… but to feed the fire by consciously taking up the mission…of cultivating peace…of seeing how everything is comprehensively just fine, moment in and moment out, even in the midst of a parallel venture to also see how it’s definitely not ok/sustainable at that very juncture… life is what you make it. The most peaceful ride through duality is your favorite store brand whatso-something, or perhaps a home-brewed elixir; particles are brimming  balls of infinity and the imagination itself is a labyrinth which fates us/shepherds us to reach the very center of Time, itself… infuse your favorite consumables with a self-made cure-all and let’s free the princess from the unsavory elements of the demands of the dragon/serpent path (social progress)…


…now that we’re all secure in fairly equal rights between the genders in society here I feel safe in saying/wording it as such… let’s just free the princess from the demands of society itself…mostly erase her self-contained conceptions and redefine her as a goddess/the universe in a person-head…  above it all…of it all…It!


Do the opposite of the actual Infinite/Source…define/describe Him in personable terms. It’s a short road to devotion/a blessed life/lucidity.


Vibes will rise up, and vibes will solve the very problems which daunt you.

 
 
 

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