Wednesday, 15 December 2021

Inner kid growth

 

Kids are here to give us the pleasure to our eyes.

What if, instead of being tied to an "exterior" kid, you get the advantage of a kid without its attachment?


What if, they were a reminder, for you to find the same kid, within?

By kid, I mean Innocence, new fresh skills, faculties, that an average adult doesn't even have?

Because new born now have skills that are out of the ordinary, amazing ones, born with faculties to see auras, born with even more skills that would become the future norm.


So, what if, you truly take it, even now, as a solid reminder, that this supernatural kid is in you too?

Being born again, is not just theory, it is, if you limit your daily belief to "ok now next, let's go back to daily chores".

Being born again, should be accompanied of the desire to see your inner kid, to discover it with all its supernatural abilities.

Super natural, not because they are supranatural, but because the Nature has Super Power to offer to you, once you are reborn and once you believe in more, and remember it in your tinest thoughts and in every single daily chore.

Hardly, did I thought that, that i read next message:

It is only through the exercise of the greatest freedom that the greatest growth is achieved - or even possible. (Neale Donald)


If you can be detached, freed from external kid play/drama, and rear your own, inner kid, with the same melting, love, care and awe,

Then in your greatest Freedom, detached from all dependencies and ties, your inner kid will become your Greatest Achievement.


Monday, 13 December 2021

Superiority

Who doesn't want to be seen?

Who doesn't want to be/feel superior?

At some point, everyone got this momentary aim, feel, desire and has been acting on it.


But it is bad.

It is a sin to want that, it is not humble etc.


That led to self Judgement for self correction at the service of self improvement.

Nothing is wrong in that attitude of wanting to be superior, nor nothing is wrong in that self correction.

Yet the mistake is to make it a habit.

Again Life is not frozen. As long as you grow and evolve, as a tree. Your color, perspective, means to achieve a goal, change.


A jugement set in stone, leads to your death.

You dig your own grave, unless this too you forgive and let go. 

Because there is no good but God.

Good is not higher than Life itself.


The feel of desiring superiority is a desire that should be entrusted to the Pure desire so that light be shone upon it.

You make room for Life Itself to act, or re-arrange, re-Order its course, re-atomise it.


This is the great magic, the Al-Chemie.

This is the melting, or the Love you feel.

Is not the love you know, yours is a try, unless you felt the melting. As it is a transition in you. Where your idol in you is being melted back to where it belongs, ie to a flowing river.


The desire of being superior, is taken as the image of the self, as a physical event on a timeline.

Which goes to the ego, which is an action of the dead. You fill up your graveyard with lost time, where you never lived.

Do not carve, en-grave image of God. It shall become your grave, indeed.

Currently, social media, inflencers must be feeling, as a public figure, the limitations, not to destroy themselves to some degree as an idol, isn't it?

Set in stone, your own jail, your own grave.

The Absolute Superiority, you are entitled to, is you being the still lake, where your Higher Self reflects in It.

High Self, Pure Superiority is your birth right, always there.

Just waiting to be seen.

For this, the small you, needs to be calm and silent, and let the Sunshine reflects in it.

The calmer, the deeper the rays reach.

At some point, they hit the settled dust in its depth and can no longer shine there.


The Moon then, stir your hidden emotions, tides upon tides.

Depends, if you remember to let them go.


If you do, congratulations!

As above, so below. Your lake becomes a mirror, where a beautiful painting from the Firmament shines eternally.


All that life I engraved in me, let it be freed.

So that no time ever has been lost.

And you reverse time, and this is how you place yourself above time. As the Self has always been above Time.

Yet it is also the Time though, when instead of experiencing and letting it go, as the rule of the game, you ended up like Ovid be-lie-ving is you.

All is a lie from this perspective, yet it is also the misplaced Truth. 

You just forget it in the experience of your Free Will.

You are hence your own crime, 

Your own criminal,

Your own judge,

Your own victim,

Your own jailer,

Your own torturer,

And finally, your own executer, from one in-carnation to the other.


There is in absolute no good higher than God,

Nor lower level of good, ie bad, (good for one, bad for another) higher than God.

The only good is God. This is why god is not greta, he is Great-er, ie of what you ascribe, image, ie in movement, in flow. This is why you can never de-scribe It, if you do, you die by your own hands that carved an idol of It.


The earth, you soil it, by making carved images of your time-line (space and time- life given to you). 

Use the air, cool breeze to purify yourself.

Let the ether gives you the instructions, as all is information. We live in a. World of data.

Let the fire purifies you, and let your idols melt.


Throughout the 4 seasons, manifestation of the sun course. In that respect, muslim calendar follows the moon, superposed on another calendar by the daily prayers that follow the course of the sun. Two time-lines.

It is needed as in previous life you carved image by night and by day. How you want to wash them now? By night and by day, throughout each season but with new challenges as constellations are no more placed in the same way. But they have the diligently kept records of your past light that needs now to be brought up to the Light.

That is the real Judgement, and that is always, Now.

(Yet most of them know not, and non muslim as well know not lol, what a Babel Tower indeed. What a jolly Mess!!! Hahaha).

Let the moon shake your inner dirt, let it resurface, let it go.


The melting you feel is your new spring (water spring, though your new season too).

Let yourself drink from that well, and you will be well.

Ameen.


And that is the only True Freedom, to he only Truth.






Sunday, 12 December 2021

Hate has no power but Love does

Nothing is lost, everything is recycled.

This is why you cannot destroy, you cannot hate.

This is why only Love is the true power.

As love transform (create by purify ing).


Let's keep the balance.

Let the good and bad strike the balance.

The cooking, the purification of both will create that zero point.

This is why good is rebalanced with bad.

One is not a physical entity,

But both are dimensions

Di-mansions.

Their respective house should be purified for the inner House to be void and empty.

The Balance at the zero point is the ultimate aim of both 

The good is not good by itself.

The bad does not stand by itself.

Both are the mirror to each other as long as they are separate.

The good by itself becomes dark/the ego.

The bad by itself needs to keep sucking the light to grow.

None stand eternally on their own.

Yet, if they are purified, and brought together by the way of al-Kemia, they just peel off, as the petals do,

Makign way for the Fruit.






 







Looking in the mirror

 If I knock on the door of my inner being

With the whole attention of mine that is still frozen in a grave 

Then the door opens, litting up the very inner world i brought to its porch!

Behind the door, is Me 

In front of door is me

me is in the way 

Yet Me is the way


The writer and the reader, is not the same.

Thursday, 2 December 2021

Prayer for Guidance

I submit the faults I see to 

the Ocean of Innocence within me.


I submit the desires that arise in me, to 

The River of Pure Desire within me.


I submit any want of attention and love arising in me and reaching for me, to,

The Unconditional Ocean of Love within me.


I submit my thus freed Attention to Thee,

The Keen Observer, the Ever Present Silent Motherly Companion, so perfectly measured in its Giving and Holding back, 

perfect in its creation process, who knows how to water a seed, neither too much so that it does not rot, nor too little so that it does not become dust,

Who taught me, patiently, silently.

Who never rushed me, nor pressed me. Was just silent and just patiently waiting for me just to recognise It, Her.


So Remember me, when i fail to remember You 

Ameen.

For I haven't been created in vain.

So I felt and thanked Mother Earth in early 2000.

So now, I remember again the same feel, today, in 2021.


Inbetween, the flower died and evolved into a fruit.

Let it mature, and let it go too.