The neural pathways in our brains are like rivers. The tributaries to a river carve a path of least resistance over time to get to the river. Our minds work like that, we tend to think what we have always thought and once we start to think it, rewiring (rerouting it) is a huge effort. We tend to get into habituated thought patterns and it takes a huge effort to rewire our brains, as much effort as it would take to reroute the tributaries of a river.
Who saved your life today? The Sun (all food depends on it).
Who has brought the Earth to life? The Sun (raising the Earth from the dead, once it was just rocks)
Who performed a miracle today? The Sun, look around you, dunno what is making my tomato plant grow, so best I can do is ascribe the miracle that it is to the Sun.
Who is the light? The Sun.
Who is on the cross? The Sun is on the zodiacal cross.
Who has twelve disciples? The Sun. - the twelve signs of the zodiac.
Who did sensible people from thousands of years ago worship? The Sun. Why? He kept them alive. The Sun was as good as God. No Sun, no harvest.
The Sun isn't a doll, you can't i-doll-ise The Sun.
Religious loonies want Sunday changed to Sonday.
Who has been resurrected - The Sun has been resurrected from interstellar gas clouds according to the scientific ideas, stars die and are then resurrected as the next generation of stars.
So, when we look at pictures of Jesus on the cross, you are look at a symbolic figure which represents “male generative energy”, in this part of the universe, “The Sun”, in other words, not a five foot tall man, as such.
Trust me, it's all clean, the dirt only exists in our mind.
Evilly caring, Evilly loving, Evilly kind.
Men have been given a bad rap. Men always end up as the bad boys, but hell, there's a lot of covert shenanigans which women get up to. Is it just covert with ladies rather then overt?
It is sobering that today is the oldest I have ever been and it is also the oldest that the universe itself has ever been.
Folks in the 60s and 70s telling people paradise was coming not realising that they were living in it. It's not coming, it's here. And anyway, what is paradise. I can tell you one thing, despite consistent and persistent efforts to bring me 'into line', my paradise is not the same idea of paradise that you find in a Church. I like rock and roll devilry or not.
Excess can only ever be afforded by lack, in each of our lives and together. Lack is the sponsor if excess, that's all you need to know about economics and it is what the yin/yang says. If one man has it another man lacks it, simple.
Vitamins, good for who, the people that don't have to take it or the people that do?
Energy itself is bipolar, such is the nature of a wave, it has a crest and a trough (two poles).
It's quite possible for people to write books that they don't even understand themselves.
Just as a fish doesn't know that it is swimming in water and that it is possible to be outside of the water, so it is with people when we don't know that we are living in consciousness. Everything is consciousness. I think that matter is crystallised consciousness similar to how ice is frozen water. When we see, then, for example, a whale or a dolphin jumping out of the ocean and gaining a glimpse of an alien world it knows nothing about, so it is with psychoactive substances. When we take plant medicines in the Amazon Jungle which I did do, it allows you to get a glimpse of a world which is beyond our day to day world and it makes as much sense to us as the world we live in would to a whale or a dolphin. You don't see this world with your eyes, necessarily, but you see it with your mind. It's surprisingly normal to indigenous peoples, this other landscape because their culture has the tools to access it, but, to us, we are material prisoners in our dimension and it is terrifying to even think that there might be more to existence than we can perceive with our day to day sense mechanisms. Science is materialism in the extreme and a lot of people would say that that is a mental health issue and I understand that well.
