March 7, 2018 Continued
…The marijuana was for the ones who needed the medicine, the money was for the ones to keep growing it. I was a helper and just doing my job to help. As I began to put my energy into the flower, candle and chocolate it began to grow rapidly beyond belief, beyond my wildest dreams. I became the silent observer. One day walking a few blocks over to a friends house I popped out of my body and was in the clouds looking down. I saw all my possessions and was completely separated from my mind and body, everything became one thing I was observing. I knew what to do with every item in my life and how to prosper all areas, so I got to work. As time went on this ability heightened and my clarity of situations flourished. Over time I became a machine, my consciousness only stepped in to assist in progression. The use of hash and DMT heightened my awareness to an ineffable degree. I found that the active ingredients of both are natural substances created within the body and I was boosting them artificially like a vitamin, or in this case a steroid. My enlightenment grew until the bubble popped. I had merged with the all of creation. My thoughts and words were being instantly materialized at my choice of speed. Fruition was an understatement to my spiritual development. I had overcome physical reality to the average consciousness and almost seeming like a fairy tale. Then out of the midst I was catapulted back into darkness, I knew I was asking for something bigger every time but I could have never expected it to be this. My world crumbled and as fast as I had learned everything I had forgot. Not forgotten in the common sense of the mind forgetting but in a completely different way. Forgotten from my power, my confidence, my faith. I knew how to make the money, I knew how to do the physical things but the manifestations were no where to be seen in a million miles. My impending doom was surrounding me and I could not escape. Through the courts, the lawyers, the prison sentence and being sent away I was stuck in a dream of disbelief. I had a sense of everything I’ve learned though, I knew I was safe, I knew this was good for me and I knew I had chosen it but why couldn’t I get away from it. All spiritual faculties were stripped like a top ranking Marine dishonorably discharged with no notice or reason. I had encountered my “Dark Night of the Soul” and at the time I did not even know what that meant. As I sit here in my bunk I begin to see a little more clearly everyday and it brings much ease to my mind and heart. I know that they wanted me to have those experiences to understand their realities, to believe in them. Now that I have the knowledge my task is to return to the Ajna and Sahasrara with the Kundalini and conquer myself. To free myself of all limitation for the betterment of mankind. Not to use the power for material existence but transcend the gifts of this world in exchange for showing the ultimate reality, love. When I returned to come and help I knew this task was more difficult than the average life, not in degree of hardships but the degree of knowledge to endure suffering by choice. It was not to be wasted for my person gain of experience. Selfless service will lead you home beyond the gates of Heaven and back to the Source of all Creation.
And as the story goes I was not the manipulative asshole I described as my only attributes, but as we live in the drama of life filled with negative attitudes and circumstances we tend to focus on the misfortunes of life to define us. Whether it be negative influences we have put into the world or that we have laid victim by, we tend to focus on these as defining our experience and so I became aware of the fact that these are actually the smallest pieces of the puzzle. Most of our lives are filled with exactly what we need in life and our perspective in a world that focuses on the problems instead of solutions shows us to judge by the low points. Once the perception shifted I realized I was not in hell my entire life but in fact heaven. The positive points filled the book of life while the tradgeties were simply the stepping stones to create a better, stronger, kinder me. Life never changed, mistakes didn’t stop, and failure still rose to the surface but my view of things had changed dramatically into a lesson of love in which I knew for myself and everyone on this path of life has seen, we create our path, we choose our experiences and that is what keeps us content when we see the truth.
“My name, O Father, still is known to You. I have forgotten It, and do not known where in am going, who I am, or what it is I do. Remind me, Father, now, for I am weary of the world I see. Reveal what You would have me see instead.”
“My true Identity is so secure, so lofty, sinless, glorious and great, wholly beneficent and free from guilt, that Heaven looks to It to give it light. It lights the world as well. It is the gift my Father gave to me; the one as well I give the world. There is no gift but this that can be either given or received. This is reality, and only this. This is illusion’s end. It is the truth.”
-A Course In Miracles
‘Dharma, the duties and welfare one does for the society… that one should do in morning.
Arth (wealth), is earnings… to be done in daytime.
Kaama is pleasure… to be done at night.”
Along with Moksha (liberation)
making the four goals of life
-Pocket Wikipedia on Valmiki Ramayana
Complete Mahabharata by P. Lal, Writers Workshop, Calcutta
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