The
evidence is there. What could refute a
photograph taken with my own eyes; it was not an illusion. A gigantic sphere, metallic looking with
satellites swarming around it, not a balloon; not a craft we have here on
Earth. Why was I misled for so long,
along with my generation about not being alone in the universe by those we
trust? Disclosure is needed now. Whether we survive or not survive could be
the greatest mistake we make by not knowing the truth. Leading yogi’s have you to believe that
knowledge will manifest in time; I don’t think so. Even when Ordinary Mind is clear there is no
difference in effects on reality. Why is
it like this? Zen is useless. Yoga is useless. There is no tool evident in any ancient
discoveries that reveal the mechanisms of mind.
Configurations found throughout the world bear witness to some unknown
knowledge just by their complexity, but is that awareness of this knowledge in
our realm of reality?
2012
got me too; I am still waiting for the transformation into the next level of
existence, godhead, consciousness elevation, rainbow body, as the cost for not
knowing what really is happening increases every moment. Exam the present moment: nuclear threats,
virus attacks, genocide, and bombing of our people on the streets. What else is in the way of total realization
right now? Me? You?
Universes? Who will attain the
key? Does if you really believe make the
difference? Watching the clock run out
on life is not a joke, but if you came with nothing what do you expect. At least there are no options that trillions
of humans can report on for our understanding of existence; not one lately.
It seems strange, to me anyway, that there is
no good without bad, when we all need good to sustain existence. Why am I here to witness so much senseless
waste of humanity? Can’t call the blame
but it is not good!
Which
way did the light go?
What
am I missing? Is this an illusion or a
tool for me to ask questions of eternal truth?
It does not matter if my questions are good or bad because this is my
containment. Wrapped in a thusness,
wrapped in a fear to die, wrapped in a tear in my eye, wrapped in quasinow,
wrapped in this subtle how.
Read
about the great mystic attainments, marvelous actions unlimited, magical powers
at command, divine being now, to what avail?
I might as well have been blind because I still do not see my expression
of realization now. Those who travel the
path of wisdom pick up fragments but why do they not get the whole,
transmission to the good. It is all
questions at a time when need answers as we spend into uncertainty. I know I am not driving the bus but my
intentions are good, we cannot play with destiny.
How
much knowledge is a ray of light? How
much knowledge is life? How much
knowledge is now? Why is our bus feeling
empty? When we get off it is called
death within a life after life. Why does
time make a difference since it is an illusion constructed in an illusion to
pass time, it doesn’t play a real role. We
are watching an illusion pain and bliss.
Do we have a choice? If we are
star dust entities in a holographic eternity this awareness is within us and it
feels good.
What
enlightened being would you want to talk to from 1 to 10?
What
question would you ask?
How would the answer benefit humanity?
