Anxious, scared and fearful of being left to my own thoughts. This is how I found myself after leaving the military. Existence was not a blissful or joyful product of true self, it was a dark and depraved place where I and “we”(as a whole) suffered to live, while the “light” was something only those who were lucky, actually had.
My advice first and foremost would be not to ignore the deep calling that you have in your soul. The calling which you put away every day as you head off to work or class. Do not ignore that gut feeling that you are supposed to be doing something so much bigger than your current state. There is a piece of us within the realm of consciousness, a piece which is unexplained by science and invokes a spiritual complex, which acts as a lighthouse calling your highest self home from an ocean of uncertainty. More often than not, due to illusionary effects and social conditioning passed down from many generations, the illusion is so strong that we ignore the lighthouse in favor of the material world because we are only willing to grasp that which we can see. There is something beyond only the comfort which a cyclic reality provides for us.
Every so often, as I discussed in the previous article, we have the ability to receive a glimpse into the unseen. We are able to see ourselves as influential, worthy, loved, in high positions, or otherwise of “higher class”. Sometimes, when we are really lucky before we submit to the “unseen”, we have the ability to feel it deeply, a thought will produce itself from the core of a nothingness void of which science is unable to explain and we can feel a shiver run down our spine from the crown of our head as if we had just downloaded a new software program from the heavens. What a shame that we choose to see these as mere coincidences rather than divine guidance.
Does some of this sound…odd? I understand. Recently I read a book titled “Meta Human” by Deepak Chopra. In the book, Chopra goes into immense detail over the conditions, science, spirituality, irrationality and rationality by which our consciousness exists. Chopra's book is one of the most profound I have ever had the chance to read and listen to, I believe it has the opportunity to be a defining book of our generation and usher in a new slate of philosophy which is concurrent with our updated knowledge of the expansive world and universe. Later in the book, Chopra explains that when a doctor looks at the EKG of a fatal car crash victim they determine when the brain dies, so does the body, therefor, consciousness must be within the brain, however, he explains that if you walked into a room and saw a piano playing a work of art, you would not assume that the matter which the piano is compromised of is producing the tune, you would be forced to reconcile that someone, something, somewhere is operating it and giving it instruction to play, inanimate material cannot play itself. Like the piano, the brain is but cells and matter made up from the same material the universe around us is compromised of. The cells and matter which make up the brain do not explain where our thoughts come from, where they originate or where they are stored. Chopra argues that we are a product of consciousness experiencing itself and that through this eternal instruction, we are all connected to everything, every where, every moment. He argues God as we know, is pure consciousness, perfectly pure conscious, and because it is pure it has done what all conscious entities seek to do, which is create and know itself.
Through an array of mental gymnastics we seemingly go through an internment process during our childhood, especially in the modern technological age, where we trade our pure creativity for mindless disassociation from the world around us
Through an array of mental gymnastics we seemingly go through an internment process during our childhood, especially in the modern technological age, where we trade our pure creativity for mindless disassociation from the world around us and are taught that we must find ways to escape it, or suffer. It may not seem like a big deal, it may even seem childish not to, but when exactly did we stop finding great joy and bliss in building forts out of boxes? from which point of rationale were we told it is no longer appropriate to be so creative as to make a kingdom from a box? The pure child like conscious from which we establish joy out of the most inanimate and innate experiences as children, vanish in a magic trick that simply throws a rag over our creative joy. We stare at the rag and think “wow, it (creativity) is gone” and we concur that it has disappeared. Little work needs to be done to simply remove the veil and discover that it is still there, in a more mature and spiritual form which allows us to see the world in the same wonder and awe struck mentality as ancient Greek philosophers and theologians. When the rag, or illusion, is removed from the creative process which we have abandoned over time, we see that our creative joy is still in tact, our amazement at the intimacy of our world; an incredible realization about how irrelevant we are besides a single form of existent consciousness takes hold.
“…for what is loneliness but a period of reflection when you recognize that you are connected to all things as one?”
In order to regain this intimate creative joy, wonder, bliss and light complex which we all have access to, we must be willing to separate ourselves. Before I separated myself, my fear of being left alone with myself was immense. Loneliness is an abstract concept which can scare a person into desperate forms of relationships both superficial and intimate. Following my passing through the gates of self-awareness, I’ve realized my greatest time is spent with myself, for what is loneliness but a period of reflection when you recognize that you are connected to all things as one? it becomes pure joy and creativity. Time with ones self becomes a state of bliss rather than fear, recovery rather than pain, light rather than dark. As you open these creative channels and allow the veins of our universe and the creator to expand and flow through you like a trickling gutter turning into the mighty Niagara falls, you accept the inexplicable joy that follows.
Like putting on a new pair of glasses, separating yourself can be dizzying at first, when you get a glimpse of your new reality and an understanding of the illusions of the material world, it can be too clear and force you to remove the optics and temporarily return to the blur of complacency. Overtime, the soul will lust for the glimpse into the meta state it originated from and the understanding of self, forcing you to keep putting the optics back on until you can handle the pain and bliss in knowing that nearly everything you’ve been taught has in someway been a product of the illusion.
Once you pass through the pain in realizing how much this illusion has negatively affected you in everyday life, you can begin to first forgive yourself and then move onto the bliss in knowing that from this point on, you can learn from a state of higher awareness and consciousness which can only serve to expand your love for the world around you. As you pass through this mental golden gate and free yourself from the chains of the magic trick in which billions sit with their legs folded in front of it and spend a lifetime waiting to see their creative center unveiled once again, you can get up and simply walk away. The process, as you may learn or already know, will anger those sitting cross legged where you were just sitting along side them. As you walk away, they will try to bring you back and hold you down, forcing you to see their illusionary concept of materialism and realism and try to tell you that the rag is still there and that any other assessment is blasphemy. Fear not the separation you are creating for yourself, the time spent learning about yourself and finding new paths on your journey will set you free in a way which returning to the bleachers to stare into the painfully pragmatic stage of life can never offer. Go beyond the stage, step behind the curtain, and begin to see how the act is being run and meet the managers, producers and scripts which govern the stage behind you, this is where the real magic happens.
What point is reached by a person to consider their spiritual belief as pure objectivity and scoff another? by which standard does it become appropriate to give up wonder, deeper thought, philosophy, theology, awareness and consideration in exchange for fixed idealistic principles?
As you begin to focus your energy on the concept of higher consciousness, a wave of seemingly unnoticeable and easily forgettable signs will appear before you in various ways, maybe for some, this article is a sign in and of itself. It is very easy to dismiss this as pure coincidence, but at which point does coincidence not explain the entirety of complex and statistically non-existent scenarios which impel you to consider deeper thought without realizing it? As you receive the necessary signs that you are on the right path, recognize them, remain grateful, and acknowledge their worth, by doing so you begin an exponentiation to the speed at which you develop higher peace in self=awareness.
To some, those who are cemented to the illusion of the stage, this article is a product of a lost soul which needs to return to the pragmatic and fractured religious fundamentalism by which the grand stages of realism are built, however, it is not us few who leave our seats to experience the VIP section behind the curtain, which cause the riots in the stands around the world. What point is reached by a person to consider their spiritual belief as pure objectivity and scoff another? by which standard does it become appropriate to give up wonder, deeper thought, philosophy, theology, awareness and consideration in exchange for fixed idealistic principles? If it is a creator we are made to believe in, why then would that all powerful central source of creation want us to wonder no more, ask questions no more, see deeper meanings no more and refuse to remove the hat from over the rabbit? how then can a creator be a creator if at the core of its being, the designed principle behind our complexity is simply to be pragmatic and real, with little wonder or joy in the meta-physical, in what level of creation does it become appropriate to exchange the pure creative center we held onto at birth, in exchange for a material world we see little joy in? Why then even create, if the creation is meant to experience only what it can physically posses in front of it? why allow us to be so imperfect in our entirety if we are meant to be perfectly still in thought by accepting only what is? Creation, our creative principle, demands more.