Raven wrote:mudra wrote:
In truth I believe we all have our own model , our own visions of the universe and as we begin to unravel it's building blocks
we are then able to see how we made it come to life in the first place.
Sirius 17: Tony, please answer mrs honeybunny Mudra
Sirius 17:and explain to her that without precise definitions like DNA for example and things called cells with boundries, she would have no lala land in which to contemplate her nebulous nature
Sirius 17: this question of hers is beyond ridiculous
Shiloh Za-Rah: The great nabs fallacy of everyone making their own reality
Shiloh Za-Rah: opinionated bs
Sirius 17: yes and if she were honest with herself she would easily see that this is not how the universe functions, it is not a matter of 'dreaming' about it
Sirius 17: each to his own bs
[3:58:54 PM] Shiloh Za-Rah:
So what ARE those building blocks mudra?
They are NOT whimsicalities of human imaginations
Those words, shared by mudra, at the top, in the quote above, are truthful and very clear to me. At the same
time, very humorous, this also proves the relative truth of my views in this post. It's for the best, no doubt
A truth as huge as a cow, as we say in Holland, isn't is so, Sirius17, in your "each to his own bs"? You couldn't have said
it clearer, I think. What ARE our building blocks, indeed? I'm looking forward to your response on this, mudra. To me, there's
no need for "his masters voice" called Tony Blue, to proclaim anyone's or your sanity and grounding. And mine. To me, it's
the old devil called love, the game of feminine and masculine natures. Oh, here's Raven, live in the air..... with us, woosh,
here goes Raven on wings, oh no, she's not
Sirius17, siriusly, you couldn't present it on a plate that tasty, proving your virtually nebulous nature. you seem to have missed
class on attitude with respect and haven't joined arguments, on the playground, yelling "What you say, that's what you are!"
to an enemy of short lived existence. All Dragons, Thubans, Animasies and Animusies, Firey trailblazers, Dracos, Misty creatures
joining the mists, your form dissolving here and not noticed, be happy to join the parade, banging pots and pans
To me the building blocks of our reality in this MoA Forum, ARE nothing else but the bits and bites, creating our posts here.
That's how I see one way of building blocks for whimsicalities of human maginations. To me the nature of the virtual world is
such, that all can be proven right and wrong. And non-existent as well as in existence. And both. All is true and not true.
I see the Wishing Well of Wonders as the source of whimsicalities of human imaginations and a tool to outgrow sharing them.
They can be fought about, until death does us part. Or until our pc crashes, with us in flames of fury. That's why I see our
physicalaty, our senses, awake in need of being used. Not only for our passion and flames
but in daily practical affairs and when sitting in front of our screens. In the company of our :heart and whatever supports our discernment, aware of the
physical 4 directions.
Virtual realities, how "real" are they? With our ability to imagine, we can create imaginary worlds and declare them as truth,
even when it's a lie to the eyes and ears of our soul. And to those of others. But guarded they are, fiercely, by inner dragons
under the bubbling cauldron of our subconscious.
Regarding "precise definitions like DNA for example and things called cells with boundries" referred to by Sirius17, in the quote
above, I think we're finding one of our biggest challenge in figuring out how form, with boundaries, is created and how ideas,
imagination, is involved in that manifestation of form. Voila.... the great figure of Merlin rises up from the Misty Marshes with
salamanders crawling near the fire under a bubbling cauldron. Ah, the boat has just arrived, he's in desparate need of a cup
As long as we live in polarity consciousness, a tit for tat, a wit for XXXX, a clap for crap, we all fall on our noses, flat to the
Earth, be it a flat or curving surface, trying to figure out how not to bite our nebulous comet tails, snake- and dragon tails,
chase our doggy tails, I'm barking at the wrong tree in the woods with ortho, remember shilo? All that, to no avail or with an
"oucchhhhhhhh!"
I enjoy discussing the gap between what defines form and what defines imagination, I see us caught in the 3d veils of our now,
with no other "choice" than in need of creating boundaries around physical forms. Only in lavalamps, blobs can move around,
like cells, both in division and merging. As long as we have to deal with matter, I see us in need of treating it as such. Form,
viewed at as energy in a multitude of expressions, our consciousness with that attitude brings our own unique creation of Heaven
to Earth. And so, our own unique creation of Earth is brought to Heaven, by each of us, however different that is experienced.
Life is done to us when we don't.
For Thuban folks it may be while riding on Dragon's backs and for Misty Avaloneans and vaporous guests, this may be in creating
a rainbow, joining the rays of the Sun, our source of life. For the mrs. honeybunny on our planet, they know the structure of combs.
When fire remains true to its nature and water will do that too, being that so makes it possible that the twain can meet.
Working wonders of creation.
To me, my path of truth is this: When we bring the fire of spirit, connecting our heart to the works of our hands, treating form
and creating matter with grace, love and gratitude, that is what makes us move through veils and layers of dimensions.
To me, the most basic truth of our creative abilities, is our ability to procreate and see a newborn baby coming into existence.
On a nonphyscial level we are using our ability to procreate, accessing creator skills of a newly awakened nature.
We will see a newborn baby coming in existence on wings of joy and freedom.
The laws of creation are very simple, in truth, for the force of creation is us, flows through us and within us. No boundary or
definition of form exists, unless we're in polarity dimensions with physicality. Some of us may enjoy the Earthly polarity, for
the fun of it, others may enjoy the drama of polarity on other levels, for I think there are subplanes between dimensions,
more or less merging by being similar and close in resonance. Keep on dancing, that's just what the doctor orders
I see great humour in discussing the flat Earth view and probability, for to me, it's exactly the same as discussing the presence of
an ET race, joining the Earth poplulation. A race, so outragingly different and confrontational in the way it presents itself, that all
Earth residents feel inclined to declare it as fantasy and folly. As whimsical human imaginations, with us suddenly strenghtened
by feeling right. For closing the ranks in feeling right is the greatest comfort, for the sheep and an even greater danger to our
evolution and lives, when sheepily and asleep.
Imagine, with my whimsical screech owl efforts, this is reality: part of that ET-occurance and inherent to the emotional turmoil,
caused by it, we all begin to feel our own belief-systems wobbling and bursting at the seams. Specially, when that ET race is supe-
rior to us Earthly residents and knowing it! There's where I think the Draco legions might come in, Seashore. Making themselves
known to the audience, parading in all their glorious pump and circumstance, with a dance in tow.... hey, these folks at the rear,
at the tail of the parade, these seem to be some of the Thuban folks. And ortho is overthere, anyone noticing that?
Oh, owl lost a tail feather. Don't go so fast..... pufff... puff... screeech.. B.B. Baghor trying to catch up with the parade.
"Human possibilities belong to the unknown.
They are not what we are capable of choosing
but what we are capable of attaining"
Don Juan(Carlos Castaneda's don Juan of the teachings).
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