Dead Is Being Alive

Maybe there’s a Universal Rule, that everything splurges, diverges or lurches merely from the One and Only, so that each seemingly separately enclosed “thing” is always a lonely test.

One times one equals One. When One begins parting into fractions, so that, for example, one half times two equals One, and the multiplying Pandora’s Box is wildly opened, well---and away we go! All is One equals Consciousness only.

Truth IS true!

Therefore, It-All IS there, for---ONE!

So, how low can One go, even as a separate seeming one? It’s all such glorious FUN, to physically appear, and to unwittingly pretend NOT to be what One Absolutely IS, even to be the utter opposite, of One, indeed. In DEED!

Volcanoes ARE perhaps the best lesson and test for those of us fixated on the gross physical, the material, dimension---which is, of course, the set of humans making up current conventional reality.

The Earth’s mantle merely COVERS, for a while, all that’s bubbling underneath it, being the physical congregation of physical elements, finite in number, but incredibly huge compared to the puny weight of all of any 6 or 7 billion humans. And, One of the erupting concerns, these days, via Islam, is the use of veils to cover female's faces. They are human volcanoes, themselves, sucking male's attention and gross protuberances in order to self propagate.

Let’s screw Earth AND all humans, in order to expose the deepest truth!

The mantle, as veil, at once---at ONE---serves as solid ground, for a WHILE, at the same time as it hides the buried past. So, living for ONE today necessarily implies currently forgetting about yesterday.

Isn’t it all obvious? Try NOT to accept whatever is the present condition!

What a Godly paradox! In exactly every present condition, about which there can be NO doubt---it is what it is!---simultaneously any Conscious human is able to Realize that HOPE and CHANGE both come and ARE always already happening, right NOW!

Thus, there is the One as the RIGHT NOW, which is also the not RIGHT NOW, in that the RIGHT NOW is never stable. This is quite easy to demonstrate, by paying complete attention to the moving second hand of any clock.

Because it takes TIME to notice any TIME, say when it “turns” twelve noon, EXACTLY, one can never KNOW what time it is.

NOW, and then, apply this irrefutable insight also to SPACE. Despite the seeming stable sameness of all that coheres for a while on the mantle of our Earth, as well as wild nature, such balls of SPACE behave exactly like TIME!

Mundane “objects” can be eternally undone, this way---the very keyboard that “my” fingers are RIGHT NOW serially playing, is apparently JUST so there, not moving on its own, appearing DEAD, unless some “other” group of elements impinges on it. Well, the other day I dusted it, and RIGHT AWAY, the invisibly swirling atmosphere began depositing particles of tiny elements on it!

Hey, what can I do, to keep It-All clean? Must I meditate on it, constantly, brushing it unstoppably? Why, NO way! If I want to USE it, which is why it exists for ME, I have no choice but to accept that its RIGHT NOW phase is always dying, so that dust and all other ravages of time = CHANGE will destroy it! And, ME.

Conclusion---I, and all other apparent human beings, are always and already truly DEAD, and any clinging to ANY THING, or most essentially to self as Narcissus, is delusion par excellence!

Amazing! “I” was contemplating what it must be like to be an animal, from an insect on up the evolutionary chain. (By the way, PBS had a show the other night about perfectly preserved fossils of a possible dinosaur with FOUR wings of feathers!) A neighbor has set out a bunch of bird feeders, so there is a group of yellow flying beings regularly speeding through the atmosphere surrounding “me”. And, just as I went to record this, a few of them flew by.

There some go, AGAIN!

Or, to give the punch line by Huang Po, that led to Satori, for One of his devotees, after some birds apparently flew away---“How could they ever fly away?”

We “advance” members of the human race love our pets. A cat, say, is too undeveloped to “worry” about the “future”, and just lives in the Eternal Now---what death is there to be concerned about?

That’s ME!

I---and, Consciously, Truly, every YOU---am always DEAD and infinitely ALIVE!

posted by James at 8:23 AM
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