Spring – April 24, 2018
“Today, among other things, I saw a cloud and a rock. Understanding that neither has any permanence I recognized the illusion – and therefore the entirety of these appearances.”
I once found myself standing on a perfectly straight road. It looked as though someone had used a ruler’s edge to lay its way. I stood there on the middle line looking down its course to vanishing point. To my right was on old derelict gas station then many years from use and surrounded by cactus. I called out to my friend who was behind the old Skeleton of a building. As he emerged he produced an old sledge hammer and various other implements from the business that once provided gas for those venturing into the desert.
Standing on that road I began to consider vanishing point. I then decided that if I could see this point I could go there and set out to do just that. I started walking toward the destination. Some minutes later I looked back to discover both my friend and the old gas station had shrunk! I quickly spun around toward my destination but low and behold I was no closer. Considering the problem I turned again to walk back to my friend and my starting point. On arrival we began to discuss the problem at hand. My friend would not accept that he had shrunk along with the building until he too had travelled my path in order to look back in wonder. A plan was hatched and determination set in. Two minds where now focused on the goal of travelling to vanishing point.
As we worked out a plan of action we decided we would travel together just in case we disappeared upon arrival. We then gathered the implements we would need from the disintegrating gas station to employ our plan – a large hammer, two long metal spikes, a hub cap and a length of old rope.
It had been decided that in order to ensure the road stayed put we would need to drive the spikes through the soft desert black top deep into the ground. The rope was weighted with the hub cap and thrown over the old overhang that used to shelter gas pumps. The hub cap was pulled up off the ground to my height and the rope secured. In this way, we reasoned, as the building shrunk the hub cap would eventually hit the ground giving us a gauge.
With the tasks completed we again set our attention on the goal, vanishing point. Once more we discussed the possibility of our total disappearance upon arrival at vanishing point. Satisfied that we could face this possibility together we set off down the road to a now sinking sun. It was some time before we realized the hub cap had hit the ground and still we were no closer to our goal. I remember sitting down in the middle of the road and closing my eyes, it was 1977 and I was 14 years old.
Here in 2018 it is obvious that the his-story recorded above is unacceptable on the face of it – like so much of history. None the less there is no dismissing the deeper ideas about our so called reality in this tale. Like the tale, our reality could easily share a common descriptive title – “Appearances”. For this is truly where we exist. In a world of appearances that have no permanence and therefore no reality. And yet, here we are. Which of course begs the question, is there anything permanent in this world?
In my view there is and I am not alone in this. It seems there may have been a time, long ago, when it was commonly understood that at the foundation of this illusion there is in fact reality or permanence and it is found in the very thing that creates this place – our minds.
If this is correct it should be instantly recognized why so many lies are told in this world. Put simply the false nature of materialism, science and all manner of modern programming is designed to ensure few ever understand that our minds create this place and everything in it. And currently our minds are being manipulated into creating a worldwide culture of fear which serves as a foundational lowering of minds followed by slavery – a prison for our minds which will no longer co-create this world.
I have proven this to myself but for a better world to emerge from the current onslaught of tyranny, censorship and the diminishing of human rights, many more minds must grasp the power they have to create and the realization of the illusory nature of this material existence. Fear and materialism are the weapons of choice for those who would enslave us all, in the modern age.
So many of us wonder what this life is about. What is it for? The truth is that if we did not have to live in this modern construct designed to ensure no one has time to figure these things out, many more of us would know. The truth is you have just been told something important about this life and this world. What ideas and thoughts will create tomorrow? I hope with all my heart it will not be based on fear and lies.
I was asked recently about information sources on the tail of stating that news, media and nearly all official sources are based in fear, nonsense and materialism and therefore without value. So I will offer this TRUE historical account that is free from lies and deception.
There is a small family of monks that I know who have taught me lessons that I do not need to question or examine for falsehood. As so many are aware I recently proved the equinoxes are broken and do not match historical accounts. Knowing this the problem of understanding when spring starts was bothering me. Without a Vernal equinox how could I be sure? As fate would have it a monk told me the truth about when spring starts. What monk you ask? Well a family of monks that live in my yard, they are Chipmunks. Each year they go into hibernation as winter sets in and as I wondered when spring would begin it dawned on me. The Chipmunks will tell me, and they did. Each day I looked to see if they had come out of their stone wall winter chamber. I even put out seed. One day not too long ago the chipmunks joined the birds eating the seed and I then new spring had arrived without lies or beguilement. I had been told the truth. There is no lie in what we call nature and this, by extension, gives us the map we need. After all, when information sources become suspect or corrupted it is of the highest value to have a map that shows you where to go for information free of lies and deception. The purest monks I know gave me that map and now I give it to you. Truly –