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Kaleidoscope now. watch the dizzying array tinted sky goggles

Seeing it live it is an interesting experience.

When my mind is at it's most enlightened state I find I have a tendency to unfocus my eyes. It's not that it's uncomfortable, quite the opposite. I can still focus them to read etc. but it requires effort and seems to break me out of my tranquility. Have any of you found this? Have you tried un-focusing your eyes intentionally? Seeing is believing... If you can adjust the way you see you can adjust the way you believe. Ommmmmm. PS I'd be extremely interested in the appearance of a bona-fide masters eyes. Has anyone here witnessed enlightenment in person?

Hmm interesting you mention the smile. I think putting active attention on your body and face in particular reveals much about how mind and body are linked. If you are thinking badly there's a feeling in your head and on your face... Does the thought create the physical discomfort or vise versa? Pay attention. If you're in a bad mood you are probably scowling and don't realize it. Sensing the bodies discomforts is preferable to blaming the mind?

Entertainment? At a time like this???

Super Wizard Queen where do we shove the broomstick? Inappropriate ?

I don't think we can know. And somehow that is the point. Anything is possible because we don't know. Reality (not knowing) is a machine (law) which proves infinity (anything is possible). I think you have to end up just choosing what you believe and once you really believe it then you have to just live it. The most important thing for me is self progression. I want to be as ultimate as I can in every way I can. The problem is there is so many unknown possibilities it is hard to make myself believe completely in this one even though I know it is the best possible reality. This is why I seek spiritual discipline. I want the strength to self-confirm my desired belief in some form. So I can give up the dance of uncertainty and begin on certainty even if it is fabricated by my mind. We can't have truth without belief and that's somehow the rule. What we have is choice. You can choose to believe in something, and believing in it may or not make it into truth. Lastly, you may or may not change your mind suddenly, at anytime, for no reason at all. And so on and so on until you die. Ommmmm.

Godhead in your veins chewing patterns like white cell elimination

It seems to me that one's energy level at a given time is the determining factor in how we can emotionally respond to stimuli. Let's take depression for example. When you are sad you feel tired... It's draining. I cannot remember a time when I was energetic and sad. Sadness doesn't energize us it makes us sloth-like. And it appears to work in reverse as well as I'm sure you noticed when you are far behind on sleep you may become susceptible to emotional outbursts (overly sensitive, irratable, etc) It also seems as though the primary emotions can be classified as 'draining' and 'energizing'. DRAINING: -Sadness -Disgust -Anger -Fear ENERGIZING -Joy -Trust -Surprise -Anticipation (Although fear and anger can both be temporarily energizing but are draining in the long run. On the contrary, surprise and anticipation can tax your nerves if subjected for a long period of time.) It seems the 'draining' emotions can occur at any time, regardless of energy level, but tend to occur more easily if your energy is low/and or you're tired. By this token it's also harder to enter 'energized' emotional states when you are tired/low on energy. So it would seem to master your emotions and avoid the low-energetic state you must conserve and accumulate your energy. My question is: are there any spiritual teachings that deal with this energy? What expends it? What increases it? What exactly it is? I'm not very well read and finding new philosophies is one of my reasons for joining these forums.

What about case and point of so called 'demonic possessions'?

More weight... forget it.. the body left behind we fly with twenty arms

Sound frequency tests produce secret geometry:

I'm currently battling with a desire for a past mind-state. As i metaphorically chronicled in my 'shifting stairway' thread. I can only describe it as a kind of "bi-polar enlightenment'. Doing spiritual work I reach 'enlightened' states where I understand and exist in a much better way. It's great. I can feel truth and silent knowledge. In place. One. Progressing the right direction. However do to circumstance or something, I have slipped back into a more primitive state of duality in which I am struggling to kill the desire of wanting to be back in those superior mind-states. It's a self defeating prophecy IE wanting the mind-state prevents the mind-state. It's tiring and makes me impatient and doubtful and weak. I've tried to think back to my journey but it's like I've forgotten the revelations which caused my transcendence... I get fleeting glimpses and 'shift' into correct thought patterns for short amounts of time. I know this is duality and a battle with desire and the only way to cease the desire is to stop trying to cease it. Right? There's only a storm because I'm trying to make it calm. However this approach of 'letting go of dicipline' is what got me into this lull in the first place. I needed to try it for 'possible further progress' but it only sent me backwards and I'm trying to get out of it now as i've realized that approach is wrong for me. I'm just curious if any of you have experienced this 'bi-polar enlightenment' and if you have techniques for dealing with it or interesting tales of the past. Is being spiritual always a struggle? Does it get easier? Should I start the same approach which brought me here? Or try a new approach? Ommmmmm.

Ommmmmm.

I've long been perplexed by this shifting pathway; and, walking up the sliding, translucent, perpetually-rearranging blocks I often glance back with a sense of uneasiness and impatience only to be immediately calmed by the view. For although the path ahead of me rearranges itself unexpectedly before I can set foot upon it, the path behind me has become stoic, shimmering in the rays of sun that pierce down through still clouds, each willful step solidified into a million crystal-cubes. I wipe my forehead and drink from my canteen. I glance down at the dustless step under my feet, listening to the faint mechanics moving within, then shift my gaze to my bare toes. I wiggle them. They feel fine. DATE: 01/01/0001 I woke up in the pitch dark last night not knowing where I was. I cried out. It wasn't until sunlight faded in that I regained my composure. Despite the scare I'm going to continue walking. I've decided to add dates to my journal. If for nothing else then my sanity, I feel like I've been here for years... I know I'm ascending but not to where. I think I know why but it's a kind of silent truth; I can't put it into words. However I can articulate the immense remorse I feel when the stairway's cubes shift to become a descending path. It's an obsession. It feels like I've lost my way somehow. I just now realized: I have no idea how I got here. Date: 04/04/0001 I've been sitting here for a long time trying to work out how many days it's been. Why I forgot to document it, I do not know. Time seems to slip away or vanish here. Like a dream. I think it's been three months. Gone in a haze and somehow it doesn't even bother me. The days seem longer as of late. Brighter. There are less dips in the path though the inner workings of the cubes has grown to a deafening din. They shift in a DNA-like helix before me, only stopping the second I intend to step on them. I still can't remember how I got here. Can you tell me shifting stairs? Date:05/02/0001 Breakthough! The cubes seem to be in tuned with my mind-state... It's bizarre... The less I care about the dips the less they occur. I was lost in a dip for days... Obsessive depressed at my lack of progress and only falling farther. It was only when I let go of disappointment and entered a state of indifference that the path shifted. My mind now settles mostly on the nagging question of how I got here. And the more I think about it the more violently the spiral meshes. It's loudest when I try to ignore it. I must plug my ears just to hear myself think. Date:06/07/0001 I remember little of yesterday, save that I walked easily in silence. The sun was warm. The blocks slow and silent. I felt the breeze with my skin hairs. I remember the sensations... The details of things... I don't believe a single thought perturbed my climb. Date:06/08/0001 Rain is soaking my book as I write this. The staircase spirals downward at an even steeper angle. Illuminated with lighting flashes. It was so nice yesterday. Maybe I was wrong about my mind-path link. My doubt and disappointment seem to grow with the storm. I just want it to be like it was before. Date:8/16/0001 The geometric twister spirals down and up in a seeming inner battle with itself. I haven't been walking. Just sitting here thinking. I know I should give up this useless debating and get moving but the intensity of the stairway's dance is hypnotic. It feels familiar. I feel warm sitting in the rain watching. Date:08/31/0001 The storm is gone. Lazy orange skies. I feel better than ever before and feel no fear in saying that. The steps lead up. Fine. Beautiful. They may collapse any second. Fine. Beautiful. Each thought passes through me without snagging. I hope to see a bird. Date:09/24/0009 I've reached the summit. It's flat and wide. A platform of translucent squares above the clouds. My mind is pure. Sun reflects off of each cube. -- Some cubes have started to fall from the edges, tumbling away into the fog below. The rubic-serpent that was my staircase is gone as well, whisked away into the fog without me even noticing. -- It's silent. Only one cube remains beneath me. I remove my bandana and ring it out over the edge. I sit down and sip from my canteen: orange juice. I've never felt so unable to articulate something as pure and true as how I feel at this moment. I feel no desire to even try. This will be my last entry. All I will say is that I'm not afraid, everything is as it should be, and I no longer need to remember how I got here. I'm here... It's... Breathtaking. Oh my, you have to see this.

So you say there is a dominant chakra. What does this entail? Is there a way to determine your dominant one?

What is the correct approach here? Is it okay to view Bill Gates as a great man because of his vaccine work? Also some would say that his vaccine work is something else entirely mass-sterilization, cancer-causing etc. Then the others would deny it. They might enter into an argument. So it seems that judging someone can only lead to conflict as all opinions differ. It seems one should never invest anything in the affairs of the average man. It's obviously wrong to punish wrong but is it right to praise right? Or is the only correct approach (as always?) the approach of no-approach? Even asking this question seems being a drawback to approach of growth but that's outside the topic. I ask you this: Do you hate anyone? Nevermind that it's too easy. Do you have a hero?

what's this- something moved! a sensation up the spine cosmic lunch is served

Have you ever noticed how the world mutates depending on your mind-state? The man with pig hands eats porkrinds. Ommmmmm.

Do you have a self image or have you or have you eliminated it? Or is this your goal? Or are you goal-less ?

Sedona red rock tunnel stumble to crack pipe inhale pause exhale

I like you. I'm not one for news either. I prefer to focus only inwardly and in my immediate vicinity. The past and the future are the motar and bricks which compose the wall of ego separating us from everything. Interior cells are dark as hell. Ommmmmm...

We're the same, you and I. Ommmmmm. Do you think forced positive reactions contribute in the same way? For example. If you pretend to be happy will you become happy? It seems right to act as the being you want to be... As if you're already that being. Have you tried this?

I don't know, is it you?