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A tree in a city, is like an occupied people... surrounded and at the mercy of her captors. Yet in her captivity, she does not despair. She reaches for the Light and dances in the Wind.

“But there must be some pleasure in condemning everything--in perceiving faults where others think they see beauties.' 'You mean there is pleasure in having no pleasure.” ― Voltaire, Candide

True love is born from understanding. Buddha “A man is not called wise because he talks and talks again; but if he is peaceful, loving and fearless then he is in truth called wise.” ― Dhammapada, The Dhammapada: The Sayings of the Buddha Nothing can harm you as much as your own thoughts unguarded. Buddha Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace. Buddha Delight in meditation and solitude. Compose yourself, be happy. You are a seeker. Buddha

Both, clearly. On their end it reveals integrity in this instance and on yours, petulant immaturity and a seeking for attention.

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The Green Knight. starring Dev Patel They capture the spirit of the origins, while infusing and synthesizing a new telling of the tale. Very impressive storytelling and film craft.

Diving in again... after a hiatus. Ling Bao Tong Zhi Neng Nei Gong Shu: Wang Liping (Translation by Richard Liao)

Yup, I also get it at times by loosening focus slightly while staring at a blank wall, or other similar surface. Was curious if this effect was closer to what you were describing.

decided to share less...

@forestofemptiness what you described brings to mind the work of Alex Grey.

Starlight, even in the woods is far too bright for this work. To work in pitch black there must be no light whatsoever. It's not just the eyes, but the skin as well, the whole beingness of it. Caves work, but not many of those around. In order to achieve lightlessness where I live, a black box or a dark room is necessary. Don't have the space for a dark room, but have used a black box to great effect in the past and it's no trouble to build. Just takes a bit of time.

This fractaling arises whenever I stare into clouds, the blue sky, the night sky, at the ocean, into leaf canopies, ponds, flowing water, at blank walls, ceilings (tiled, smooth or popcorn) and with eyes closed and turned to the sun. The refraction of light through closed eyelids coalesces into mandala like patterns nigh on instantly. When light levels are low, these patterns will overlay nearly all visual input. When in pitch darkness, another level entirely manifests with eyes open, or closed. There is so much power in pitch dark work for me, it was and remains deeply, penetratingly transformative. There was a distinct time in my praxis when my very skin was telling me, nay, demanding of me that it was craving darkness. Too much light stimulation all the time. 'We need lightlessness' was the call and it persisted, unrelentingly until local awareness listened and i complied. So much benefit followed. Our modern cities and even many rural areas are never dark and this has a cumulative effect over time, for some. I'm going to make a new darkness box soon and return to sitting in pitch black, eyes open meditations this winter. Even star and moonlight in the deep forest is too much light for such work.

Much love, respect and empathy my friend.

I second this.

I expect it's an innate function in some folks. Psychedellics may trigger it in the latent and magnifies it in those who naturally have it.

Whole heartedly agree. On two occasions psylocibin prompted insights that led to the dissolution of blockage and held trauma that had endured for decades. Fungus is literally essential to life on our planet and in my case, is immeasurable in its value.

Bad news has always had good legs. I observe our supportive, helpful and communal nature far outweighs the moronic, or even violent. Our communal ways are evidenced by our thriving in spite of all nature has to offer for challenge... if not for our innately loving nature and overriding tendency to come together in hardship, we'd have died off long ago, given pestilence, famine, drought, hurricanes, tornadoes, earthquakes, disease, wars and the myriad other ways in which our frail selves can perish. Our network of ingenuity and loving support far outweighs the density of ignorance in my experience.

Few things in my life were as natural. It was like being home, whereas writing... it ways feels somewhat unfinished, no matter how many revisions.

My respect for him went up when I learned he conceived and wrote the script for Rocky. Most actor's look good saying other's words. That's relatively simple to do. To craft the words and characters requires another skill set that I admire.

それでもスムーズ yet also smooth

i have no answers to offer. No indications of which way you should, or should not go... But i empathize with you... and i hold space for you. and i thank you for reaching out and unfolding this here...