Godβs Great Reset Will Soon Begin – Shunyamurti Teaching
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Reminder
Gratitude Blesses
Gratitude, after another loving gathering of people who still prefer nature to pharmacy. In this time of surveillance compulsion and snitch behavior I will not release any further details; I happily sing the gratitude for real candid encounters in the open with good friends tonight.
Gratitude is an indispensable feeling in life; if you lack it, it is high time to open your eyes to the Wonder of Existence. The very fact that you exist, this actual realization, is to silence you. And the one who has become silent is no longer entwined in that eager mind full of frantic thoughts, he stands outside it, has an eye for the innumerable miracles that surround him or her, celebrates the infinite impressions of the senses without objectifying and veiling them with labels.
Another big meeting soon. Then we’ll kayak and swim in the darkness on a lake, surrounded by luminescent plankton, we’re told. It is of great importance to live the freedom as always; how is it possible that so many people have fallen for the fear mongering on the basis of lies?
Once the lie has been seen, it is time to rearrange and straighten your mind, for anything still clinging to the crooks gang is complicit and merely creates conflict. Relationships that fall apart because the lie accuses the truth, they do not ask for more analysis, already show their true form quite clearly: a bitter pill to swallow perhaps, but then walk into the Wonder that is always with you. Who You Are.
Wanting to see Love’s possibilities every moment, seeing judgmental and complicating thoughts cropped immediately because this is your wish. Here too, a feeling of Gratitude arises, because it depends on nothing in particular to appreciate Existence As It Is. Every touch is special and people seem to have forgotten this. I am never tired of showing this sight, which sorts Gratitude, over and over again.
Now, let’s hug!
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The path to it I walk with Love
Bye bye conceited world.
ItΒ΄s been enough, the time has come to prepare for life in the wild. Goodbye culture with your slavery devoted edgy education, bye masks with your run up to the body syringes, bye phones always traced in time and place; done with this disastrous mess.
Death is the last door, I walk the path to it with Love.
We will plant our organic seeds far away from the madness, honoring and enduring loneliness until one of us goes first.
The world wide web can be taken from us; we now know what this network stands for.
The sun is our friend in the morning, the moon at night. We will pick herbs, sniff the scents of the forest, and listen along flowing water to what no human being can ever compose.
No more false bills in the postbox, no more taxes on what is given by God.
Never again against the walls, never again limited by ceilings, only heavenly days and starry nights with the clouds of fertility to baptize and bless us.
Even if no one ever comes to see us again, we will create the most beautiful creations from the materials that nature gives us so that our last home will be more enchanting every new day. The eyes of others for appreciation are no longer necessary now that the solitary eye enjoys the beauty alone.
No more praying for more but tapping away what is no longer needed in the course to the end of the always new beginning that will already be embraced in gratitude.
‘Cause when death comes for your body, Love, you’re already in my heart.
And when our children are weary of the world too, we have made known to them our terrestrial-heavenly abode, may they come there with their children, and be, without careless distractions, safe there in the Womb of Life, once feared as death, now Loved as the Source of every beat of life.
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Happy musing
Often, when Karin and I are sitting in the garden, a little robin comes by, tripping across the deck, clearly aware of our presence. Once the animal briefly landed on Karin’s knee, another moment it tapped my right foot. We started calling our house friend Robin. The last two days Robin is not alone, a different kind of bird with black and white shades comes to keep him company. Robin has already shown twice that he is not entirely happy with this, when he terrified the other bird. But it also came back several times.
Received the book The Ultimate Truth by Lester Levenson today, just finished reading it. Especially text in aphorisms, with beautiful pearls again and again. Its simplicity appeals to me. Reality already exists, he says, but we’ve put limiting beliefs on it, and they can be taken away. The Release Technique. You can delve into it and you will soon see that it is extremely simple. You focus your attention on what you wish, thoughts about unwanted things you can immediately let go. Just do it, and within a week you’ll feel better, motivated to go all the way and clear out all the mental mess.
The mind, says Lester, is a creator, it cannot do otherwise. Because it has to create, it is important to keep your attention on what you really want, otherwise the opposite will take shape. Here follow many audio recordings, well worth listening to.
I read relaxed, don’t feel in a race to master the book, simply enjoy the touches in moments of deep recognition. Lester comes alive in reading. It is fantastic to experience how healing energies are brought to vibration. The power of language that is not out for trickery and deceit but wants to interpret to the best of its ability, the beauty it feels, the immensity it experiences, and which, of course, will never fit within any concept. Then you’ll soon be talking about poetry, a language that sounds because it likes to sing, and that spreads scents without ever having to arrive anywhere.
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Silence, sizzling Light
where name and form have not yet begun,
one day I will see you there, then we may merge!
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Simplicity has brought joy to my days again; how could I have neglected this sight for so long?! But I do not grieve: the wrong path led the way to Here.
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Blessed day
It’s amazing how an infernal knot in the mind suddenly no longer arises after months of terror. It does start occasionally, but it is immediately recognized and is thus rendered harmless. Throughout the day this translated into ever deeper relaxation, so that the head was often at rest and empty, each experience unmanipulated itself.
For a long period of time I was unable to sit for hours on end reading. But The Knee of Listening by Adi Da Samraj changed this, fascinates me again like during the first read many years ago. This is the second day that I was absorbed in the garden with the words I read. Beautifully written, the accuracy in describing the human problem is outstanding. I feel the text. I am also carried away when Adi Da describes moments of Ecstasy. Reading this feels like coming home.
It is truly a Blessing to experience that all kinds of conflicting thoughts and emotions did not occur. Anyone who reads me can believe that I am a very tormented spirit, but what I get to see is not absent from another person: it is universal. I see that I was always jugdemental, but these days I especially feel the pain of that. Why something is sin is, no longer from hearsay, a direct revelation.
Sitting in the midday sun, experiencing peace, the suggestion came to me that I should hold onto this. And then the smile: holding on has been the only destruction.
Simply paying attention to what you focus on can revolutionize a person’s life. What do I really care about? And why should I spend even a second of my time on lesser things? This simplicity is radical. To direct your attention is to create.
CreativeVoid, I think that’s a nice term. Originality creates from Origin, where no name and form have yet been born. True life draws from the Void, which Lau Tze says is inexhaustible.
It is not a good idea to lose sight of the Wonder that life is because humanity has gone mad. I smile easily again. During the walk with Karin, who has also started to feel considerably better, I experienced the energetic steps of this body, which went naturally and by itself and let me, who was only a witness, relax. The mind is an instrument, not a dwelling. See the blue sky! See the many little wonders around you!
The urgency of immediacy
I have two videos in mind tonight that I would like to share. Both recordings show that a person can lose his identity if the supposed binding force of a thought is actually seen through.
Mike Tyson had always been an intriguing boxer for me, but my judgment of him as a human being was not favourable. I was pleasantly surprised last week to hear him speak after his boxing career came to an end; a wonderful self-reflection had awakened! It was last night when I spotted a title that said Tyson hates the boxer he was now. It was all fake. Listen for yourself.
Adi Da Samraj‘s video entitled Late Time Tea with the Master had hit me hard tonight. Regardless of what anyone thinks about Guru Devotion, by not making this an issue, everyone can hear an Ecstatic argument. Confronting, describing the worldly forces and asking: why still follow the egomind? Who Really wants Freedom?
The Urgency folks, it’s so palpable these days of global scams and destruction! Why do you keep looking at fraud and destruction? You become what you meditate on. The Urgency asks us to stand up and do our Original ‘thing’, whatever that is, with Heart and Soul. Creation, already free from all deception. This requires self-examination: the willingness to see through the assumed identity as false, a social construction based on the matrix. How am I still attached to the matrix? What is the best place to focus my attention: on what I don’t or on what I do want? The answer to these questions will shape our lives; it is important to have things clear.
The time has passed to procrastinate. What is not done immediately merely aggravates the psychological burden. A progressive way out of this problem is the problem itself; radical steps are needed now. Where am I still stuck in a world that wants slavery? The time is now.
What do I know?
Got to meet nice people again last Saturday at a market half an hour away. People who like to buy the most beautiful vegetables, people who still connect health to nature, people who make eye contact in conversation and always show that they are good listeners. Among them original souls, with an eye for a good life, a heart for fellow human beings, without sticking to one of them especially. They smile easily. I don’t hear them judge.
The flu has come. Although nowadays you no longer know what is what: flu gone, Corona, with all kinds of variants in the soul’s wake, instead? I don’t believe all those claims. Judging by the symptoms of Karin and me, there is more to it: the mental implications point to poisons that create hellish atmospheres. Earth, water and air are intentionally polluted with the poisons. Karin and I eat cleaner than ever, of course the poisons stored in the body are slowly released. So I don’t know exactly what’s what, but the ‘flu’ has been going on for over a week now, with Karin experiencing severe bone pain, my right kidney working overtime and causing great discomfort. We are on the mend but energetically still vulnerable; suddenly great fatigue can set in and the bed calls.
My last Dutch blog post said I long for God. What I saw since then did not look pleasant: all my inclinations to condemn people showed themselves unhindered and in full glory before my mind’s eye. If you don’t feel so well, this is a lot of misery up there. So it was simply tough, and it was a matter of undergoing and seeing that no solution strategy was going to help here. Karin reported similar experiences. In this pressure cooker, we acknowledge, there is only one option: to realize and stabilize in the position outside this mental fairground.
Guilt, feelings of serious inadequacy, it all comes along in retrospect; it feels like an indoor fire without extinguishing agents. What you can no longer ignore, you have to go through. And you won’t find a rock to rest your head on, what exhausts you, until exhaustion brings surrender, falls in the Β΄placeΒ΄ where this problem has never arisen. This is where today’s lesson leads. I must be here.
In considering the situation in the world today, where I retroactively detect the falsification of history in more and more aspects of it, I also see my identity under attack. The ego is a social construction and never guarantees a complete sense of security. I experience this insight radically, see the effects of thinking on the body moment by moment. Insight no longer proceeds via a way of thinking, but shows already existing ways of thinking in their effect on the body and dismantles it. I wanted to realize myself, but what I get to see is that I can’t be any of the suggestions.
In the most grueling hours, I found some relief in watching Mohammed Ali’s boxing matches, in black and white and afterwards colorized shots as well. What an inspiration! I also enjoyed the audacity and skill of his opponents; I was almost boxing with them, I empathized so much. And of course The Greatest made me laugh regularly, which made me decide to cut and publish this piece of film:
Reading spiritual texts, I hardly could do it these days. I had bought, among others, Autobiography of a Yogi by Paramahansa Yogananda, saw that the writer has clearly displayed impressive talent, but coincidence with the words was rare and seemed scanty as a result of my efforts. I had the same experience more and more with audio recordings that I listened to while I was resting. I couldn’t help thinking of The Book of Job that I never read but heard about that Job lost everything he thought he had. And here I lost one of my last lifelines: the sacred words of the seers? Seeing Itself the last option?
The complete Corona fair was also hard on me. There is no intelligence to be seen in it, but an unbearable amount of intellectual nonsense and deceit. If you like ugly then this is the place to be; if you hate originality then you’re in the right place at this fair. My health was not benefited by it and it never will be. There is genocide going on and people are being driven into slavery.
Within the AA it is stated by every participant that he or she has been unable to defeat king alcohol from his own strength and insight, that a higher power has been invoked. I experience the same towards the whole scam of the so-called ‘self-knowledge’ and ‘healthcare’, the education and surveillance systems, all this united as one psychosis through all devices in pockets and handbags of all countries. This image shows me that the answer to the mess will not come from the human level of thought. That has been proven bankrupt.
The Knee of Listening, Ada Da Samraj‘s first book I read at the time, gave me the feeling that the human problem was most skilfully described and analyzed here, going above and beyond anything I had read up to that point. The answer to the human problem comes from outside the human sphere, because man does not know how to get rid of his limitations from within. In fact, Freedom, which is always already the case, demands my ego death. How true this is I feel these days more than ever. I have ordered the book again and have received a much more extensive and intensely edited version in the meantime. Read in it today, sitting in the sun, and I breathed deeply.
If something is clear in this day and age: you shouldn’t just believe anything. The Knee of Listening has an Argument in it, and Da asks everyone to listen to that Argument until it has become hearing and your own. May all prejudices fall and everything and everyone be met without them, every contact fresh and sincere in present Essence. What is not a mind fuck? Therefore: recognizing nonsense is of the first importance, then immediately dropping.
When you break through habitual patterns, it may feel like liberation for a while, but then the deeper structures of personal dependencies also show themselves and you realize how shaky everything is. Recognizing the human condition straightforwardly is not an obvious choice in the world of make-believe and deception; In the meantime I’m glad that I was able to find some words to express my heart with. Was it all true what I said? What do I actually know? See it as entertainment, and if it may hit deeper free strings, I’m happy.
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John Waters & Gemma OΒ΄Doherty on genocide
