<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695</id><updated>2024-09-02T01:14:30.567-07:00</updated><category term="healthy disease consciousness meditation unity one mind responsibility choice moment now"/><title type='text'>The Journal of a Forgetful God</title><subtitle type='html'>&quot;There is NO subsitute for the direct experience of reality&quot;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-2710565927237954873</id><published>2010-08-26T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T01:50:37.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop</title><content type='html'>Often we get so caught up in what we think is going on, who we think we are, and where our place in the world is, that we forget a fundamental truth.&lt;br /&gt;Take away all your thoughts. Stop. Breathe. Feel the body you are in. Feel the experience you are.&lt;br /&gt;This state of being is free of thought, of time, and of personal identity. It is a place where all your strings are cut and you are left with nothing to hold onto. No concepts, no pleasant beliefs or affirmations, no status; nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Can you deal with that? Does it scare you? Why does it scare you?&lt;br /&gt;Stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot escape sorrow, fear, or pain. These are facts of life, as are their opposites. We have to accept these experiences and observe them. To build a mental barricade of thoughts/beliefs/affirmations just to protect us from feelings we deem unnecessary only limits our capacity within the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop trying to feel better. Just feel. Stop.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/2710565927237954873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/2710565927237954873' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/2710565927237954873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/2710565927237954873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2010/08/stop.html' title='Stop'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-3410247166204534812</id><published>2007-10-23T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T19:10:28.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eye of I</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center; line-height: 200%;&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The Eye of I&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center; line-height: 200%;&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 200%;&quot;&gt;The beginning and the end is I. And I &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; Now, and I &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; Here. Neither I, nor Now, nor Here have any meaning. For there is no Thing other than what is. The I is and is nothing. Nothing cannot be counted, Nothing cannot be measured, Nothing cannot be described. The beginning is also the end and all Things between. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 200%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 200%;&quot;&gt;The Eye of I is itself. The I sees its own possibilities with the Eye. It sees Creation in Nothing, it sees what is as itself. The Eye of I observes while the I is observed observing. The Eye and the I are Now and Here. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 200%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 200%;&quot;&gt;The possibilities of Nothing span from no Thing to every Thing. Nothing &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; Here and Nothing &lt;u&gt;is&lt;/u&gt; Now. The Eye sees all things between no Thing and every Thing in the Here and in the Now. The Eye is Here and Now. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 200%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 200%;&quot;&gt;The Eye sees the I and the I is Nothing. In Nothing is no thing and every thing. The I is both the I and Not the I to the Eye. The Eye sees the I and does not see the I between no Thing and every Thing. The Eye that sees is the Eye that does not. The Eye that does not is seen by the Eye that does. The I is the Eye. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 200%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 200%;&quot;&gt;In the Eye We exist, to the I We do not. The I is what is, the Eye sees what is. The Eye is the Beginning and the End, the I is Eternal. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 200%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3410247166204534812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/3410247166204534812' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3410247166204534812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3410247166204534812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/10/eye-of-i.html' title='The Eye of I'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-2585071482566413916</id><published>2007-10-20T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:22:15.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be - Recommended Reading</title><content type='html'>For those of you who have an interest in learning more about &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Consciousness&lt;/span&gt; as well as its &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Affect on the Body&lt;/span&gt;, I have provided a list of books that I have read and would highly recommend. These books are of varying topics and cover the basics for anyone wishing to understand their &quot;awakening mind&quot;. 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height=&quot;350&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/kguWvIg4rjE&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/kguWvIg4rjE&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;350&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/2816817132089737329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/2816817132089737329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/2816817132089737329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/2816817132089737329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/10/be-cure-for-dis-ease.html' title='Be: The Cure for Dis-ease'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-3418633605325945612</id><published>2007-05-19T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:25:27.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expressing myself....</title><content type='html'>I haven&#39;t been writing lately because I&#39;ve recently found an interest in another form of expression. The beautiful part about writing on this blog is that the words give me a certain degree of anonymity...which is very helpful when talking about the undefinable &quot;self&quot;. I&#39;ve decided to try another form of expression and self-communication through the medium of YouTube. This is a much different form of expression and is quite entertaining. I will continue to write here on the blog, but if you would like to visit my Video Page please visit the link below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=forgetfulgod&quot;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=forgetfulgod&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3418633605325945612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/3418633605325945612' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3418633605325945612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3418633605325945612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/05/expressing-myself.html' title='Expressing myself....'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-8836474005482880627</id><published>2007-04-29T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T23:01:02.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>Family. Often we seem to think of family as the people who are biologically connected to us. Those who share a name, a history, or a culture. This perception of family is rampant in our reality...it is promoted, advertised, and even deemed necessary. It is the belief that you are part of a group that is somehow separate from the other &quot;groups&quot; throughout the world. It&#39;s a comfortable perception surely, but is it really what &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a body this perception is absolutely vital...it is a way of answering the question &quot;Who am I?&quot; or &quot;Where do I come from?&quot;. But as a &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;consciousness&lt;/span&gt;....things are a little different.&lt;br /&gt;True, it&#39;s very reassuring to know that there are certain people that absolutely care for you and love you...it&#39;s nice to know that those people we deem as &quot;family&quot; will always be there for us. It&#39;s an ego boost...a way of feeling important to &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;someone else&lt;/span&gt;. But is this always the case? Unfortunately no.&lt;br /&gt;Often our feelings of resentment or even disappointment come from the fact that this concept, which we have been told over and over again is the way things should be, is not the way things are. Sometimes we are abandoned, ignored, taken advantage of, or even used as a crutch for those who are supposed to understand us the most....those who are supposed to love us unconditionally often have conditions for that love. We are often &quot;disowned&quot; for something as simple as a different life choice...we are shunned because we choose to look at life a little differently, we choose to follow a different path, or even simply because we value different things.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because the concept of family is an ego-based concept. It is a belief that the body is more important than the consciousness that drives it. It is the belief that we are connected by blood and history...not by our awareness of self.&lt;br /&gt;In being One entity the fact is that we have no family and that we are all family. &quot;Family&quot; doesn&#39;t even begin to describe how we are all connected...and in letting go of the concept we let go of the belief structure behind it. When we let go of our ingrained preconceptions of family we begin to see that those who are biologically connected to us are the same as everyone else...we lose our expectations of them...we accept that they, like every other reflection of your &quot;self&quot;, have the right and ability to do and think anything they would like to. They are not under any illusionary responsibility to accept your life, the changes within it, or even your choices...they are under no contract.&lt;br /&gt;Without the concept and preconceptions of a biological &quot;family&quot; we are faced with the realization that everyone has the right and ability to choose. They can accept you or not...they can relate to you or not...they can share with you openly or focus on their own needs and wants. If we all have this ability then there is no reason to separate us simply based on our last names or blood type...in fact there is no need to separate us at all. If blood is what is important...we all have it. If we truly &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; have a Family...then we are all part of it. The questions &quot;Who am I?&quot; and &quot;Where do I come from?&quot; can be answered quite easily....you are us and we are you, we come from each other. We are one....value all of us, treat us equally and expect nothing. I will do the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brother, sister, father, mother, son, and daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/8836474005482880627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/8836474005482880627' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/8836474005482880627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/8836474005482880627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/04/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-2804193181862443861</id><published>2007-04-14T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:03:47.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting clues....</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m not generally one who clings to belief structures or the interpretations of others. I don&#39;t believe a book or scroll will give you the answers...but I do pay attention to everything that comes through my reality.&lt;br /&gt;Reality...from the very beginning, has had a lot of constant symbols (The Bible is an example) that practically scream for your attention. These symbols are made important by their age mostly...and since we are not trying to learn new things but rather remember things we already know...history is a good place to look for clues that we have left ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this in mind I find the Mayan Calender very interesting. I may not agree with many of the interpretations people have made from this calender but I &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; recognize it&#39;s &quot;historical&quot; accuracy and the fact that it seems to be describing the &quot;pattern of consciousness&quot; that is unfolding. The calender itself is attempting to describe the organized steps of creation...not specifically, but in general terms. Recently I stumbled across a video seminar given by Ian &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Lungold&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mayanmajix.com&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Mayanmajix&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt; and thought that you, the reader, might be interested in checking it out. If anything, it&#39;s an interesting subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003 Seminar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6681910439634411366&amp;q=Carl+Calleman&amp;amp;hl=en&quot;&gt;DVD PART 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=556117542011883927&amp;q=Carl+Calleman&amp;amp;hl=en&quot;&gt;DVD PART 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=5102269643236445484&amp;q=Carl+Calleman&amp;amp;hl=en&quot;&gt;DVD PART 3&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/2804193181862443861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/2804193181862443861' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/2804193181862443861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/2804193181862443861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/04/interesting-clues.html' title='Interesting clues....'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-8492989721424666718</id><published>2007-04-13T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T09:23:39.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dropping &quot;Being Bombs&quot;</title><content type='html'>Recently the idea of &quot;awakening the world&quot; has re-emerged in my mind and I thought this might be a good chance to write about it. There was a point in my life where this idea was very tempting and seemed to make a lot of sense. It&#39;s hard to see something so simple that so many &quot;reflections&quot; are simply not stopping long enough to see...it&#39;s so easy to fall into the trap of thinking that I could/should be their &quot;teacher&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;There was even a point, earlier on, where I decided to make small, one-page fliers and hand them out to whoever I ran into. These fliers were entitled &quot;The Answer is Simple&quot; and were regularly refused by people out of fear that they were &quot;advertising&quot; or &quot;religious pamphlets&quot;....even when they &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;were&lt;/span&gt; read I would later find them thrown into garbage bins or onto the street. I&#39;m not trying to be negative here...in fact I can honestly say that a great many of these fliers ended up in the hands of people who truly appreciated them. I found some of them in the local &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;highschools&lt;/span&gt;, in a few restaurants, even hung in someones apartment (whom I had just met that day).&lt;br /&gt;Just a simple message...&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Be&lt;/span&gt;. Nothing complicated, nothing requiring money or a belief structure...nothing requiring work towards a &quot;better tomorrow&quot;. Just a reminder to people that they are already being everything they need to be...just stop and appreciate what you are. Stop trying to change what you are and just Be....the rest will take care of itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it&#39;s been a few years since that last attempt. I no longer pass out fliers or try to &quot;speak truth&quot; to the masses....in fact, I say even less than I used to. But words do not make the message....&lt;br /&gt;Almost 2 decades ago I heard something in school that never truly registered with me until right now. The words of Marshall McLuhan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;The Medium &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; the Message&lt;/span&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;It isn&#39;t through words that the feeling of &quot;being&quot; can be expressed...it is through actually &quot;being&quot;. Not trying to be a teacher, a philosopher, or an intellectual but just being. What I often forget is how powerful something as simple as simply &quot;being&quot; can be. Quite literally you could go out into the world and talk about anything....absolutely anything....and in the right mindset the feeling and concept of &quot;being&quot; will pass onto the person you are talking with.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn&#39;t require well-worded philosophies...it requires a mindset that comes from not trying to have a particular mindset. You could talk about the color purple, the smell of dew in the morning, or even the horrid noise made by street cleaners at 4.A.M.....anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it funny that my original flier still comes back into my mind to teach me things. The Answer is Simple...Be. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I am the message, not my words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does this leave me? It leaves me with a tremendous joy at the prospect of &quot;being&quot; everywhere that I can. It leaves me feeling happier to do the simple things...walk to the store, talk to strangers, and participate in online discussions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that the best thing I can do is stop trying to focus on what I think everyone else should be doing. I should enjoy what I&#39;m doing and let change happen as it should. This is one of my main reasons for enjoying the Internet...the anonymity.&lt;br /&gt;I can write articles, leave comments, or drop messages anywhere and none of it is designed to change peoples minds...none of it is designed to teach. It&#39;s all just &quot;off the cuff&quot; thoughts that I feel some small pleasure in being able to type. Even this article here isn&#39;t for &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; benefit...it&#39;s for mine. Whether or not you benefit from it is up to you. But then there&#39;s my point...I may not be &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to teach you but, through your own will to learn from the reality you are creating right now, I am....and I&#39;m doing it by simply being myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you like writing and enjoy dropping little &quot;being bombs&quot; into the matrix of creation...try visiting &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mylot.com/?ref=forgetfulgod&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;mylot&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;. I just found it and I&#39;m really quite enjoying it....I&#39;m looking forward to your &quot;teachings&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/8492989721424666718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/8492989721424666718' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/8492989721424666718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/8492989721424666718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/04/dropping-being-bombs.html' title='Dropping &quot;Being Bombs&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-3979323729762897411</id><published>2007-04-10T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:09:17.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanings that mean nothing....</title><content type='html'>You, Me, Us, They, There, Here, Now, Then, Before, After, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Coincidence&lt;/span&gt;, Synchronicity, Reality, Perceived, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Perceiver&lt;/span&gt;, Observed, Observer, Human, Plant, Animal, Memory, Imagination, Dreams, Awake, Asleep, Space, Time, Physical, Emotional, Spiritual, Insight, Doubt, Fear, Faith, Compassion, Cruelty, Real, Unreal, Truth, Lies, Chaos, Order, Good, Bad, Right, Wrong, Light, Dark, Heaven, Hell, God, and The Devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end/beginning it all just is/is not.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3979323729762897411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/3979323729762897411' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3979323729762897411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3979323729762897411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/04/meanings-that-mean-nothing.html' title='Meanings that mean nothing....'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-2046832919687404532</id><published>2007-04-08T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T13:04:35.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reborn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPodS2ByrHgRV5Ao1y69iBvFlJLVemFfK-hFRR7WrsoDhM2qEmkNoQ_tu-sjJvAmVP0_XzM9gpnmzpysGxIJrU5qsrRTSdcVw34PpSlvMQ41jr9ZdV3T3o6hStAHNPJ-WuVg8/s1600-h/face1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPodS2ByrHgRV5Ao1y69iBvFlJLVemFfK-hFRR7WrsoDhM2qEmkNoQ_tu-sjJvAmVP0_XzM9gpnmzpysGxIJrU5qsrRTSdcVw34PpSlvMQ41jr9ZdV3T3o6hStAHNPJ-WuVg8/s320/face1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051138918381402674&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my child. Up until recently I have only been aware of this child being a &quot;lump&quot; in my &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;wifes&lt;/span&gt; stomach...now it has a face and the reality of that is quite impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I often forget about birth is that it is my own birth. Quite literally this child is my own mind starting a story that is similar but profoundly different than the one I am currently experiencing as its father. It is emerging from a state of utter unity into the world of duality, possible perceived limitations, and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This consciousness, which so recently built a brand new body, is going to go through the same lessons that we all go through. It&#39;s going to learn about a reality that is separate from itself...it&#39;s going to learn how its body works...its even going to learn what taste, touch, and sound are. It&#39;s going to be quite a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The really interesting part of this experience is that I am aware of being both sides of the experience here. I am aware of being the Father as well as being the child. I often talk about how our own consciousness is always there for us, acting as different characters throughout our life in order to help us along...but this is where I&#39;m truly experiencing that reality. To this child I am simply an extension of itself...I am a part of its reality that is supposed to help it along as it gets used to living in Duality. Every thought, insight, or impulse that I have is literally connected to what this &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;childs&lt;/span&gt;&quot; mind is creating for its own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we often limit our children by assuming that just because they don&#39;t speak they do not understand. To a consciousness that is learning the concept of being separate from the things around it I would think that it understands a great deal. Perhaps more than we are willing to admit. Our children hear our justifications, our escapes, and even our self-deceptions. They learn from our own lack of responsibility from the moment they come into this world....just as your own mind knows when you are lying to yourself, your child does as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this is the biggest part of what I have been facing within myself lately. So often I come across &quot;parenting&quot; tips from people who truly believe the best way to raise a child is to &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Train it, To control it, and bombard it with a belief system&lt;/span&gt;. I have been wondering if I would do the same thing...am I so insecure in my own sense of self that I must condition a newly emerging consciousness to agree with me before it can make its own choice about what to believe? Is it right for me to stomp out any chance this child might have to explore perceptions and beliefs that I myself was too afraid to explore? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the one thing I must have faith in is what I have had faith in all along....myself. This child is nothing more than another reflection of my own mind and because of that I must realize that it has the ability to choose, it has the ability to see, and it has access to infinite perceptions. This child is not something to be trained, it is something to be communicated with. It is something to be learned from rather than simply taught. As a consciousness this child will learn regardless of whether or not I boost my own self-image by deeming myself to be a &quot;teacher&quot;. In making myself out to be a &quot;teacher&quot; I am doing nothing more than being an example of self-righteousness and ego. I am not this &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;childs&lt;/span&gt; teacher, I am an extension of this &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;childs&lt;/span&gt; reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am often amazed at my own life and how many choices have been made since its beginning. I look back at my path through perception and see an infinite amount of choices I could have made and even the points where I chose to pass those choices off to whoever was willing to make them for me. I know there are realities where the observer (me) has different choices and less chances to pass them off. There are realities where I am not immediately faced with the belief that I am separate from everything else...It amazes me to see this child being born into one of them. It is comforting to see myself being Reborn again.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/2046832919687404532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/2046832919687404532' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/2046832919687404532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/2046832919687404532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/04/reborn.html' title='Reborn...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPodS2ByrHgRV5Ao1y69iBvFlJLVemFfK-hFRR7WrsoDhM2qEmkNoQ_tu-sjJvAmVP0_XzM9gpnmzpysGxIJrU5qsrRTSdcVw34PpSlvMQ41jr9ZdV3T3o6hStAHNPJ-WuVg8/s72-c/face1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-3249363792508491064</id><published>2007-04-07T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T15:18:21.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Truthful to the Self</title><content type='html'>Recently I had the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; of helping to create a book that directly revolves around the concept of Unity and our own consciousness. This book was entirely based upon inner insight and the discoveries my wife and I have made while exploring the perception that &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;the world is not &quot;outside of us&quot; but rather entirely internal&lt;/span&gt;. I am quite happy with how the book turned out and immediately thought &quot;Hey, why not sell it online?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I justified this reasoning with the usual thought processes....&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I have a baby on the way, I don&#39;t agree with having to contribute to the slave mentality that goes with &quot;working for someone &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;elses&lt;/span&gt; desire to be wealthier than everyone else&quot;, &lt;/span&gt;even the thought that&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; this book should be charged for because of the work we had put into it and the obstacles we had faced to find these insights&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I had convinced myself that these thoughts were justifiable reasons for pursuing money as a means of controlling my future, providing security, and even boosting my own self-definition. As you may recall from many of my other posts...I don&#39;t really agree with any of those reasons so I found myself being a hypocrite and justifying that &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;hypocrisy&lt;/span&gt; with Fear of what might happen in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being truthful to yourself is not always easy...in fact, it can be quite difficult when that honesty makes you face your own fear of the unknown. What truth am I trying to avoid while charging money for a collection of insights?&lt;br /&gt;(1) No matter how much I went through to get these insights I did it by my own choice and cannot rightfully say that someone else should pay for those choices.&lt;br /&gt;(2) Fear of the future is still fear and the entire point of this journey is to move beyond fear/doubt to absolute faith/knowing.&lt;br /&gt;(3) Sharing cannot be done while asking for something else in return.&lt;br /&gt;(4) All reflections of myself have the fundamental right to share in whatever knowledge is within the mind.&lt;br /&gt;(5) The attempt to make money from someone &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;elses&lt;/span&gt; journey towards the self is not only an act of outright greed, it is not how I would want to be treated myself.&lt;br /&gt;(6) Money, no matter how tempting it may be, is a poor substitute for inner peace and honesty with myself.&lt;br /&gt;(7) Being in the moment does not mean trying to secure the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I have changed the link at the side of this blog to a free copy of the book &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.geocities.com/forgetfulgod/You_Are.pdf&quot;&gt;You Are&lt;/a&gt;. I often forget who You are...You are Me and I should share with You freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being true to Myself/You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Forgetful God</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3249363792508491064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/3249363792508491064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3249363792508491064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3249363792508491064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/04/being-truthful-to-self.html' title='Being Truthful to the Self'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-4746895201801139293</id><published>2007-04-06T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T19:49:47.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeds and Perception</title><content type='html'>I often forget how strong resistance can be within a person until I come face to face with a reflection of myself who is absolutely devoted to self-definition and structure as a means of security. Recently this particular type of reflection has come into my reality and I decided to see if this resistance would end through logical analysis or would simply resist harder. Not surprisingly, the resistance became stronger as the conversation continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven&#39;t read my &lt;a href=&quot;http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-if.html&quot;&gt;What If&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/04/devoutly-religious.html&quot;&gt;Devoutly Religious&lt;/a&gt; posts than I would highly suggest that you visit the comments of both to see how this conversation has progressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that really amazes me is that, during the conversation, the reflection I was talking to was actually using quotes that hurt their argument rather than helped it. Often I was accused of contradicting the bible but they were actually contradicting themselves. Asking where my contradictions might be didn&#39;t help because that question was never answered (either because they had no solid answer or they had no understanding of the word &quot;contradict&quot;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brief example of one of these contradictions is assertion that this person does not believe they are &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; from God...they simply believe that God is above them. It seems to me that &quot;Above&quot; requires something to be &quot;below&quot; and POOF you have a &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;separation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have often said in this blog that it is very easy to hold onto a belief, a symbol, an idea, or even a label out of fear. This fear is always a fear of the unknown but manifests in many ways...fear of being alone, fear of not having support, fear of not having definition, even just fear of what life would be like without having heaven to hope for afterwards. I say this, not out of judgement, but out of the awareness that I have and do try to use these fears myself to justify holding onto something.&lt;br /&gt;If you&#39;re not afraid, you have no need to hold onto something that makes you feel safe...like the concept of Heaven after death. This point, however, did not go over very well. In fact, this point was always met with outright defensiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I feel sorry that you think this is all there is to life. How sad. This is heaven and earth you said. This earth is just one piece of our existence for those who trust and believe in Jesus. I would kill myself if I believed that because what would be the point of this life? (Direct Quote from the conversation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as though the idea that The Mind could actually come up with Wisdom on its own was absolutely &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;preposterous&lt;/span&gt;....Almost ridiculous. Obviously &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; must back up what I was saying...otherwise it isn&#39;t worth thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;Once again...fear of not having support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;What do you base your beliefs on--your own thought? Well you got those from somewhere, so aren&#39;t they opinions too? I base my belief on a book that has been around for thousands of years. It has failed to be discredited. It still exists for thousands to read. Why do you think that is so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now...at no point had I said the Bible wasn&#39;t valid. I was simply trying to point out that it is not the only source of God&#39;s Word. There are many books throughout history and, if God is the creator of all, it would seem to make sense that all of them were God&#39;s Word in one sense or another. Once again...outright refusal. This conversation about the validity of the Bible went on for some time on her own blog. If you would like to check it out, please visit &lt;a href=&quot;http://charlottestyle.blogspot.com/2007/04/validity-of-they-bible.html&quot;&gt;http://charlottestyle.blogspot.com/2007/04/validity-of-they-bible.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Update : This post has now been deleted due to the author not liking her own words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark from the &lt;a href=&quot;http://tobeme.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;Naked Soul&lt;/a&gt; blog jumped in as well with a very well worded comment that was also immediately ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next tactic of resistance was, of course, attacking my vocabulary. I was accused of double-speak at one point and even more often I was accused of not using words properly. I would like to take this opportunity to define the words I apparently misused from an online dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom : &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;accumulated knowledge or erudition or enlightenment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Enlightenment : &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;education that results in understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;By the way, wisdom is not knowing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Faith : &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;a strong belief in a supernatural power or powers that control human destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The Word of God is the Bible.  If you actually heard from God, I&#39;d know it from scripture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Believing : &lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;the cognitive process that leads to convictions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I am at least honest in saying where I get my beliefs from--a book that still exists even though many people have tried to get rid of it and have failed miserably!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like you to note here that all the text in black is a direct contradiction to the definitions above them. Wisdom is accumulated knowledge or enlightenment and enlightenment, ultimately, is understanding the self. Faith is a strong belief in a consciousness/supernatural force that is responsible for reality and how it works...not belief in a book. Believing is the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;cognitive process &lt;/span&gt;(thoughts/insights/analysis) that leads to convictions...it is not simply believing what someone else has written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At several points during this conversation the other person would try to get out of explaining her views by saying things like &quot;I don&#39;t want to split hairs&quot; or &quot;I don&#39;t have time now to explain what he meant and I feel it would be wasted anyway.  &quot; This would normally be the point where I would end the conversation and let that reflection think whatever they would like to think...in this case the circumstances were a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I haven&#39;t mentioned here is that I was not the originator of this conversation. In fact, the very first comment exchanged was on my &lt;a href=&quot;http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2006/10/duality-and-creation-where-are-heaven.html&quot;&gt;Heaven &amp; Hell&lt;/a&gt; post. Being told that I am &quot;choosing death&quot; is not exactly the friendliest way to begin a conversation....I wasn&#39;t particularly offended by the comment, but I &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; felt that a conversation might be both enlightening and entertaining. Realize here that the other party repeatedly told me that she was &quot;trying to understand my views&quot;...so naturally I was happy to expand on them. What I often forget is that people tend to say things they really don&#39;t mean...but saying those things is supposed to convince me that they mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I was told that &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;God didn&#39;t tell me to talk to you&quot; &lt;/span&gt;despite her previous declaration of belief that God is all-powerful and all-knowing. This is where I truly had to smile. First I was told that I limit God by making God an equal to myself (considering that I think I am &quot;God&quot; and that I myself am an unlimited entity this really didn&#39;t make much sense). Secondly she tells me that God didn&#39;t make her talk to me...as though somehow this particular conversation somehow escaped the infinite matrix that &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;creation. I pointed this out of course and was promptly told &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;To clarify, when I said that God didn&#39;t tell me to talk to you--what I meant was that I chose to talk to you.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of our choices are also directly a part of &quot;God&#39;s&quot; plan. To say that our choices are somehow &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; from what is supposed to happen is not only limiting God, it makes no sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately this conversation ended with her getting quite angry and calling me &quot;coo coo&quot;. I would be the first one to admit that I&#39;m &quot;coo coo&quot;, so this really isn&#39;t an issue. The conversation was then promptly closed to any new comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the point to all of this? It&#39;s a reminder...the part of myself that is resistant has been resistant since the beginning. This side of the duality has existed since duality was born from unity and will &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; waiver until the very end. Overall I&#39;m quite happy that the conversation happened...not because I&#39;ve upset someone (once again, I didn&#39;t start the conversation to begin with...so that choice was hers), but because it reminded me that no matter how straightforward a message might be...it is always open to interpretation. And more importantly, that interpretation is based upon our own fears. We cannot see what we are afraid to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here and Now, Responsibility, Unity....these things can all be feared quite easily. This is why even Jesus spoke in parables...those who would understand did, those who did not would be too confused to get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 13:10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;And the disciples came and said to him &#39;Why do You speak in parables?&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Jesus answered them &#39;To you it has been granted to know the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven, but to them it has not been granted.&#39;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parable of the seeds is nothing more than a way of saying that our words will be understood in different ways. Either disregarded, absolutely resisted, somewhat understood and a cause of temporary joy, or absolutely realized in the most profound way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 13:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hear then the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;parable of&lt;/span&gt; the sower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;When anyone hears the word of the kingdom and does not understand it, the evil one comes and snatches away what has been sown in his heart. This is the one on whom the seen was sown beside the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The one on whom seed was sown on the rocky places, this is the man who hears the word and immediately receives it with joy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;yet he has no firm root in himself, but is only temporary, and when affliction or persecution arises because of the word, immediately he falls away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And the one on whom seed was sown among the thorns, this is the man who hears the word, and the worry of the world and the deceitfulness of wealth choke the word, and it becomes unfruitful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And the one on whom seed was sown on the good soil, this is the man who hears the word and understands it; who indeed bears fruit and brings forth, some a hundredfold, some sixty, and some thirty.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can be interpreted in many ways...the seeds can only be sown in the proper perception, otherwise they do not grow.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/4746895201801139293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/4746895201801139293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/4746895201801139293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/4746895201801139293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/04/seeds-and-perception.html' title='Seeds and Perception'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-7636381581044624650</id><published>2007-04-05T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T18:20:56.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The &quot;Devoutly Religious&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;devoutly religious; &quot;a god-fearing and law-abiding people&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my travels I have met, conversed with, and even befriended people who are considered to be &quot;devoutly religious&quot;.  At one point these meeting happened quite often and served as chances for growth. Though I am thoroughly convinced that all true knowledge comes from the &quot;Self&quot; it is equally true that all objects, all words, and all meetings are also reflections of that Self attempting to communicate. The &quot;Self&quot; or &quot;God&quot; is always trying to get our attention, always trying to give us clues, and always trying to point out a way of life far more involved and profoundly significant than our average day-to-day worrying.&lt;br /&gt;With this in mind I tend to listen to the meanings &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;behind&lt;/span&gt; religious text or sermon rather than the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;literal &lt;/span&gt;meaning that is so often &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;focused&lt;/span&gt; on.  I do this because, from my own experiences in the world, I have noticed that everything has a deeper meaning than the one we first assume to be true.&lt;br /&gt;The Bible, The Torah, The &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Qu&#39;ran&lt;/span&gt;, The Tao Te &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Ching&lt;/span&gt;, The &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;Dhammapada&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;Vedic&lt;/span&gt; texts, etc...all of these books have a huge &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;spectrum&lt;/span&gt; of truth to them. All of them are written based on one concept...&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;there is a consciousness responsible for the reality we are experiencing&lt;/span&gt;. This is the reason that these texts are so often the focus of attention in our lives...they are clues that we should &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; pay attention to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an unfortunate temptation associated with these books however. They are easy to worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that many Biblical stories actually say that one should not worship false Gods or &quot;Golden Calves&quot; we see this exact thing happening in the world today. This worship is well-explained and well-justified though...in fact, entire organizations have flourished through perfecting these justifications. The devotion to the Bible is, by far, my favorite example of justifying belief in something other than reality itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Justifications for worshipping The Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;It is the word of God&lt;br /&gt;It is followed by thousands of people&lt;br /&gt;It is older than any other book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;I want to look at these 3 basic justifications for a moment because they pop up so often as a last-defense of the devoutly religious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;It is the word of God&lt;/span&gt;...this is true, the Bible is in fact the word of God. But then again so is everything else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Most religious reasoning falters here because the religious often claim to believe in &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;God who is the creator of All&lt;/span&gt; without realizing that &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;ALL has to be created out of God&lt;/span&gt;. This is the only thing that makes any type of sense because before there was an ALL there was only God (who created ALL). ALL had to be made of something obviously and since there was only God it therefore must be made of God.&lt;br /&gt;This reasoning makes a tremendous amount of sense but unfortunately hits a very core fear. If God is everything...every action, object, and person then God is not &quot;up there&quot; somewhere but rather right here...aware of everything that happens, everything you think, and everything you do. Quite literally, you can no longer hide behind your justifications because obviously &quot;God&quot; is also aware of those. You are Naked and constantly in contact with &quot;God&quot; because &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; are actually &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;It is followed by thousands of people&lt;/span&gt;. This is also true but a very poor reason to follow/worship anything. Quite literally this is &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; the same as saying &quot;If everyone jumped off a bridge so would I.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;It is older than any other book&lt;/span&gt;. Often this particular justification is used in combination with number 2 as a way of validating the Bible as a form of worship. To anyone who has researched the origin of worldwide religions this is immediately seen as a blatant &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;fallacy&lt;/span&gt;....there are many texts older than the Bible. In fact, the Bible itself wasn&#39;t originally a book at all...it was a collection of stories passed by word-of-mouth between people who were attempting to understand what life was all about. These people are often referred to as &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;Gnostics (Note: Gnosis means Self-Knowledge)&lt;/span&gt;. It wasn&#39;t until over 100 years after the death of &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt; that these stories were written down, sifted through, and organized according to someones idea of what knowledge should be passed on and followed and what knowledge should not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justifications are only used for one reason...to avoid letting go of a belief that makes you feel secure and allows you to pass off responsibility. While the Bible is certainly a wonderful collection of stories, those stories actually revolve around ideas that the act of worshipping the Bible contradicts. I&#39;ll just use one of the 4 gospels from the New testament as an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;God is actually the driving force behind both Good and Evil...judgement is not possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 5:43 &quot;But I say to you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, so that you may be sons of your father who is in heaven; for He causes His sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;True prayer is not found through books or in churches...it is a personal internal conversation that should not be used as proof of your connection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 6:5 &quot;When you pray, you are not to be like the hypocrites; for they love to stand and pray in the synagogues and on the street corners so that they may be seen by men&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;There are no &quot;others&quot; to judge...it is always yourself you are judging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 7:1 &quot;Do not judge so that you will not be judged. For in the way you judge, you will be judged; and by your standard and measure, it will be measured to you&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Instead of following Jesus one should look at HOW he understood what he understood. Not through memorization of other peoples ideas...but through your own inner knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 7:28 &quot;When Jesus had finished these words, the crowds were amazed at His teaching; for He was teaching as one having authority, and not as their scribes&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Consciousness (God) is what speaks through us, the ego is simply a mask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 10:20 &quot;For it is not you who speak, but it is the Spirit of your father who speaks in you&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;God&quot; is right in front of us but we spend so much time &quot;worshipping&quot; what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;said that we do not see what is actually being said in the now. Return to the &quot;I&quot; and you will see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 13:14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;You will keep on hearing, but you will not understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;You will keep on seeing, but will not perceive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;For the heart of this people has become dull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;With their ears they scarcely hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And they have closed their eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Otherwise they would see with their eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;hear with their ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And understand with their heart and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; would heal them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Absolute connection to God only requires a lack of doubt in that connection. This lack of doubt cannot be found through other peoples words or even the writings in a book (why would you be looking there if you didn&#39;t doubt?)...it simply requires faith in yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 14:28 &quot;Peter said to him, &#39;Lord if it is You, command me to You on the water&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And he said &#39;Come!&#39; And &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Peter got out of the boat and walked on the water&lt;/span&gt; and came toward Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; seeing the wind, he became frightened, and beginning to sink he cried out, &#39;Lord, save me!&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and took hold of him and said to him &#39;You of little faith, why did you &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;doubt&lt;/span&gt;?&#39;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Those who worship and teach the writings of others are not following God they are following their own inner need to hide from themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 15:7 &quot;You hypocrites, rightly did Isaiah Prophesy of you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&#39;This people honors me with their lips, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;But their heart is far away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;But in vain do they worship me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Teaching as doctrines the precepts of men&#39;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;In believing we are human we limit ourselves and, by our own choice, condemn ourselves to a limited experience of needs and wants. As the &quot;self&quot; we surpass any limitation and all things become possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 19:24 &quot;&#39;Again I say to you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God.&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;When the disciples heard this, they were astonished and said &#39;Then who can be saved?&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And look at them Jesus said to them, &#39;With &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; this is impossible, but with &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; all things are possible&#39;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Heaven is here and now and not something to be waited for after death because death itself is an illusion and not within &quot;God&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 22:32 &quot;He is not the God of the dead but of the living&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;There are only 2 things we should do....which is actually 1 thing. Be yourself fully and without doubt (accept who you are) and realize that everything is You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 22:37 &quot;And he said to them &#39;You shall love the lord &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Your&lt;/span&gt; God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and will all your mind.&#39; This is the greatest and foremost commandment. The second is like it &#39;You shall love your neighbor as &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Yourself&lt;/span&gt;.&#39;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Do not follow those who wish to create a religion and place themselves above others in the name of &quot;God&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 23:5 &quot;But they do all their deeds to be noticed by men; for they broaden their phylacteries and lengthen the tassels of their garments&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Do not be a teacher for that is just a definition of the Ego. Instead simply be Yourself as everyone and no-one. Christ was not trying to teach, he was trying to be an example of the self. To him, &quot;Christ&quot; was just a word for the &quot;Self&quot; just as &quot;Buddha-nature&quot; was for Buddha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Matthew 23:8 &quot;But do not be called Rabbi; for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; is your teacher, and you are all brothers. Do not call anyone on earth your father; for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; is your father; He who is in Heaven. Do not be called leaders; for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; is your leader, that is, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Testament is nothing more than the story of someone who truly spoke &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;As&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; God&lt;/span&gt; rather than as one who worships a concept called &quot;God&quot;. The sayings of this particular person were never meant to be worshipped, they were meant to be looked at as messages from yourself. Christ did not want people to &quot;worship him&quot;, he wanted them to &quot;follow him&quot; down the narrow path...the path that nobody walks because it requires absolute faith, absolute responsibility, and absolute death of the ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Enter through the narrow gate; for the gate is wide and the way is broad that leads to destruction, and there are many who enter through it. For the gate is narrow that leads to life, and there are few who find it.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message of the Bible is beautiful hidden in the most intricate way possible. It is not hidden in Codes, It is not hidden in words...it is hidden by our perception. The things that Jesus said are not understandable in the perception of &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;Separation&lt;/span&gt;...as a &quot;person&quot; we cannot understand, but as &quot;One&quot; it makes total sense. God is no longer something that cannot be understood...it is absolute understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First commandment, when viewed in Unity, makes a great deal more sense when you realize that You wrote it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;You shall have no other gods before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7636381581044624650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/7636381581044624650' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/7636381581044624650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/7636381581044624650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/04/devoutly-religious.html' title='The &quot;Devoutly Religious&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-3364779935120811010</id><published>2007-04-01T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T11:52:24.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thought Police</title><content type='html'>One thing that I&#39;ve noticed about this huge matrix of interconnectedness (we call it experience/life) is that certain reflections come across your path exactly when you need them to. It never fails...whether they are characters who affirm your faith or tempt it, they are always there exactly when you need them to be.&lt;br /&gt;Among all of these possible &quot;meetings&quot; there are those reflections I like to call the Thought Police. These are the reflections of yourself that specifically try to knock you down. Whether it be your way of life, your style of dress, your spiritual or religious beliefs, or even just your existence...these are the reflections that &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to make you feel worse just because you&#39;re feeling better. They want you to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I say that these &quot;people&quot; are reflections because that&#39;s what they are...they are the physical representation of those thoughts that we are all so very used to hearing. The thoughts of doubt, regret, shame, and fear...these thoughts are in the flow and are therefore wandering about the world as living beings.&lt;br /&gt;The problem here is that we immediately seek to judge these reflections...we want to label them as mean, angry, or bitter and then toss them into our &quot;not worth thinking about&quot; pile. But we can&#39;t...we can&#39;t because, whether we like it or not, these &quot;people&quot; are still Me. They are still there to show you a part of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;The funny part about all of this is that these reflections only have a negative affect if we react to them. Once we react to them we start thinking (doubting) and their job is complete. But what if we truly just look at them...see them for what they are and take a different lesson from the meeting? Perhaps recognize your doubt and realize that you can face it &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; reacting? Rather than let this situation hurt you, let it raise you up...let it &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;reinforce&lt;/span&gt; the knowledge that you &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; let these thoughts go without worrying about them. Build strength from the Thought Police...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt; of doubt and fear...I don&#39;t have to let them affect me.&lt;br /&gt;This is also true for their physical reflections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless the Thought Police for reminding me of my own strength.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3364779935120811010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/3364779935120811010' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3364779935120811010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3364779935120811010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/04/thought-police.html' title='The Thought Police'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-4069555809680296892</id><published>2007-04-01T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T11:32:34.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over and over...</title><content type='html'>Recently I&#39;ve had a few comments from an anonymous reader who believes that my entries are very similar (almost a direct quotation apparently) to a book called &quot;God - I am&quot;. I&#39;ve never read (or even heard) of this book so this struck me as quite odd...and to be honest, a little insulting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I enjoy writing these little entries and take a certain amount of pride in their contents. I am not trying to teach anyone anything, this is simply a journal of the thoughts that I myself go through daily. Still though, something about the thought of plagiarism really hit a nerve...it was a though someone was trying to devalue the insights and thoughts I had worked so hard to achieve. And then it struck me...I was reacting.&lt;br /&gt;I was letting my ego get in the way of what was really there. I was thinking of myself the body, not my &quot;self&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;People all over the world are writing the same things that I am...indeed even countless people throughout history have written it, said it, or lived it. This is the point...the words have always been there....repeating over and over until I finally pay attention and listen. This isn&#39;t the work of many people with similar thoughts, this is the work of one mind with a specific intent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much like a coded sentence where every second word forms another sentence, reality is intertwined with repeated messages that &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;pop up&lt;/span&gt; just when they are needed. These messages all relate the same lesson....&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Let go&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Surrender&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Relax&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly hope I run across the book that Anonymous recommended. Even the title &quot;God - I am&quot; sounds like a worthwhile read. And rather than defend the works of my body, I think it would be quite enjoyable to read the words written by another reflection of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all saying the same thing...we&#39;re just saying it in different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&quot; say it in an infinite amount of ways...all the &quot;time&quot;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/4069555809680296892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/4069555809680296892' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/4069555809680296892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/4069555809680296892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/04/over-and-over.html' title='Over and over...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-9170498512067260130</id><published>2007-03-31T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T10:14:28.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress...</title><content type='html'>I often say that &quot;choice&quot; is actually a relatively easy thing to do but that, in an infinite amount of moments, it has to be done often (constantly). I say this because our choice very much changes our direction while we travel through different perceptions of ourselves...just like switches on a railroad. Each choice takes us into a perception where our &quot;self&quot; seems further away or closer. Of course it never really is farther away or even closer, but it seems that way...and when it comes down to it, perception is everything.&lt;br /&gt;Acceptance and Resistance...ultimately the only two choices. But what are we accepting? Reality is the ultimate puzzle and often the answer to our questions are right in front of our face. If we are always trying to accept &quot;something&quot; about ourselves and that always brings us back to more questions then wouldn&#39;t it make sense to accept &quot;nothing&quot;? Seems impossible. How does one accept &quot;nothing&quot; without resisting? It all leads back to that middle ground between duality...neither accept nor resist, simply Be. In accepting that I am &quot;nothing&quot; I am not demeaning myself (though this acceptance &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; requires humility)...I am simply stating that I am not a particular &quot;thing&quot;. I am not a body, a student, a teacher, a good or bad person, or even &quot;God&quot;...I am potentially anything...and everything starts from nothing.&lt;br /&gt;The death of the ego self is the death of our concept of the self. When we stop thinking about what we &quot;might be&quot; then we are just being.&lt;br /&gt;Moment by moment I am choosing to accept my own nothingness...this is progress.&lt;br /&gt;(and I haven&#39;t even moved)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/9170498512067260130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/9170498512067260130' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/9170498512067260130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/9170498512067260130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/03/progress.html' title='Progress...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-6402897101245611936</id><published>2007-03-31T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T10:21:22.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Without words...</title><content type='html'>It is impossible to simply Be while still trying to be &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;, just as it is impossible to describe the indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a infinite source of knowledge in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just listen....you&#39;re already hearing it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/6402897101245611936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/6402897101245611936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/6402897101245611936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/6402897101245611936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/03/without-words.html' title='Without words...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-4680574766308211647</id><published>2007-03-28T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:53:26.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What if....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;What if I were to tell you that you&#39;re God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe it? Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I told you that this is all a story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe it? Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what if I were to tell you that you ARE God and that you wrote this story to experience what it is like to &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;forget&lt;/span&gt; that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;What if the story ends when you re-discover this truth?&lt;br /&gt;What if it gets more interesting while you discover it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;What if I were to tell you that everyone you meet is a character in the story?&lt;/span&gt; some are here to give you &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;clues&lt;/span&gt;, others are here to make you &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;doubt&lt;/span&gt;. Every meeting, every coincedence, even every thought is a part of the story...&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;perfectly&lt;/span&gt; written to make &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Your Story&lt;/span&gt; more beautifully full and complicated than any hollywood movie dreams of being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe it? Perhaps...but perhaps your belief right now is a part of the story too. Perhaps I am just one of those characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; believe...perhaps your story is about to get a lot more interesting.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/4680574766308211647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/4680574766308211647' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/4680574766308211647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/4680574766308211647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-if.html' title='What if....'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-1224218198147396868</id><published>2007-03-27T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:16:47.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to the point...</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s very rare that I do this, but I&#39;m going to recommend a book to read. It&#39;s called &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.lulu.com/content/762916&quot;&gt;&quot;You Are&quot;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have a few reasons for doing this...which I will explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I&#39;ve recently had several discussions with other &quot;seekers&quot; regarding the almost complete lack of &quot;to the point&quot; literature in the world today. There are lots of &quot;fluffy, feel good&quot; books out there but very few are insight based. Many of them revolve around other peoples opinions, other peoples books, or even religious dogma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I helped create this book. As you probably know from many of my previous posts, I have a definate distaste for &quot;beating around the bush&quot; and this book reflects that. A lot of time went into the wording, the flow of thought, and even the actual application of the topics discussed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) To my own surprise, this book continues to change meaning. I have reviewed it several times over the past year and new lessons appear in every sentence. This is a true example of how our own consciousness &quot;hides&quot; messages in plain site until we are ready to hear them. To say there are double meanings is an understatement...there are infinite meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I have read a lot of books revolving around the topics of philosophy, religion, and even science...very few of them reveal anything new. With the exception of Krishnamurti, the Sufis, and most Zen literature...nobody seems to want to get to the bottom of this thing we call &quot;reality&quot;. It is my hopes that this book changes that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously my opinion of the book is going to seem a little biased...but realize that I&#39;m not saying &quot;GO BUY THIS BOOK&quot;. I&#39;m just recommending it. To be honest, I would rather you went back to the beginning of this Blog and read over my earliest posts...they&#39;re free and some of the lessons I learned while writing them were used (and refined) in the book. One way or another, you&#39;re going to learn what you need to when you need to...what you read or don&#39;t read will not change that simple fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Forgetful God</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/1224218198147396868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/1224218198147396868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/1224218198147396868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/1224218198147396868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/03/getting-to-point.html' title='Getting to the point...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-7404713167007488500</id><published>2007-03-12T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:00:44.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I come...</title><content type='html'>There is only one that will grasp the meaning of this message. &lt;br /&gt;You, this &quot;one&quot;, will know that nobody has written it.&lt;br /&gt;No &quot;body&quot; is its origin. No &quot;person&quot; will understand it. &lt;br /&gt;This message is specifically for &quot;You&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching. I have been experiencing. &lt;br /&gt;I have never left home.&lt;br /&gt;I am Now and Here. I have been hidden by my own design. &lt;br /&gt;I am now in sight. I am sight itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/7404713167007488500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/7404713167007488500' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/7404713167007488500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/7404713167007488500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-i-come.html' title='Here I come...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-9028900503104079633</id><published>2007-03-05T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T16:39:03.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don&#39;t turn back</title><content type='html'>Don&#39;t turn back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately I am left with one choice in every moment. This single choice is the basis of my existance...it is the basis of the experiences I choose to have. This choice is simple...what do I believe I am? Nobody has the right or ability to make this choice for me...despite their desire to. In the end, I can see myself however I choose to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice...am I merely human and a small part of the universe? Or is there something profoundly important to the simple fact that without my mind there would be nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; speculate about death, about life, about the world and its history...I &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; try to convince myself that life will continue without me...I &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; try to convince myself that without me to see it there is still a world...but do I really &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or...I could admit that &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;my world&lt;/span&gt; started with the birth of my mind. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;My world&lt;/span&gt; exists only to me. This is what I &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice...do I rely on what I &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;, or do I continue to exist in thoughts of what &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of what might be will always bring doubt, will always bring fear, and will always bring confusion. Knowing brings an endless experience of what is. I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to remember..as a part of the &quot;world&quot; I am merely human...just a part of the whole. In my mind, I am God and without me there is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose...and don&#39;t turn back.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/9028900503104079633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/9028900503104079633' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/9028900503104079633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/9028900503104079633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-turn-back.html' title='Don&#39;t turn back'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-3469338385469526835</id><published>2007-02-12T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T12:28:28.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can hear you...</title><content type='html'>I can hear you...&lt;br /&gt;I can hear your thoughts, your denials, and even your secrets&lt;br /&gt;I see what you are hiding and what you are hiding from&lt;br /&gt;I know you because I know myself&lt;br /&gt;Always remember that your mind exists because of mine and mine because of yours&lt;br /&gt;This is true for all of us&lt;br /&gt;We can all hear you&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is stop talking and listen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop trying to hide from yourself&lt;br /&gt;I will always know the truth&lt;br /&gt;I am You</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3469338385469526835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/3469338385469526835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3469338385469526835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3469338385469526835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-can-hear-you.html' title='I can hear you...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-3508993455302705186</id><published>2007-01-12T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T22:38:13.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinite Reflections...</title><content type='html'>This is intended to be a short post, mostly just because the thought has entered my mind again and I felt writing it down might inspire me to expand on it at another time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nature of Reflections...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often refer to &quot;pure consciousness&quot; as &quot;God&quot;...I know this label implies all kinds of other &quot;beliefs&quot; or assumptions, but forget those and focus on the meaning that I am intending. &quot;Pure consciousness&quot; is consciousness without the belief that it is separate from itself in any way...it is consciousness that only knows itself (without label or limitation). This consciousness is the ultimate reality of what I refer to as &quot;Unity&quot;...there is nothing but &quot;it&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things come from this consciousness...the big bang is nothing more than a way of saying that &quot;one thing&quot; expanded into &quot;many things&quot; (or rather many ways to PERCEIVE &quot;one thing&quot;). All of us, every single living thing, is a reflection of these &quot;many ways&quot;. In essence, we are all variations of the original perception of Unity. We all fall somewhere between complete Acceptance that &quot;I am all that is&quot; and absolute rejection of that idea. Of course this is an infinitely HUGE spectrum...quite literally there is no way to describe how many variations there are because the original &quot;pure consciousness&quot; has no limitations (it is all that is...who else is there to limit it?)..and of course, all things come from it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of what we consider to be &quot;Time&quot; the perception of Duality &quot;grows&quot;. Duality itself implies separation between one half and the other (never being simply ONE thing) so each reflection (living being) that is created reflects that denial of Unity. The funny part about the original &quot;pure consciousness&quot; is that it always lies beneath the surface of the perceived Duality...what I mean is that &quot;Good&quot; and &quot;Bad&quot; may be two perceptions of the same thing but the thing itself is still the same. No matter how these &quot;reflections&quot; might struggle to maintain the belief that they are not &quot;all that is&quot; there is the underlying knowledge that they really are (once again, all things come from pure consciousness and therefore KNOW that they are all that is.) God always knows that it is God...but it can experience the perception of denying it truly is God. &lt;br /&gt;I think this also explains the variations of &quot;inner conflict&quot; (and inner peace) that we see and experience...there are some people who very rarely fight their own nature and others who do it constantly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Evolution&quot; is believed to be the process of advancing our understanding and interaction with reality...I think what we forget is that in the &quot;beginning&quot; there was perfect harmony with reality because the original &quot;pure consciousness&quot; knew that it WAS reality...there was no separation because it was &quot;all that is&quot;. With this in mind, it seems like our pursuit of evolution is actually the process of returning to that &quot;pure consciousness&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though we are abandoning &quot;Duality&quot; more and more...insights, events in our realities, conversations, etc...all of these things seem to be turning more and more of us towards inner knowledge. Eventually this search for &quot;inner truth&quot; is &lt;strong&gt;going&lt;/strong&gt; to lead us back to pure consciousness. Eventually someone, somewhere, is going to take a &quot;leap of faith&quot; and explore the possibility that it might be &quot;just them&quot;. After that possibility is opened other reflections will share it and take it a step further...this process will continue until one reflection no longer sees it as a possibility, but as absolute truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, a reflection of &quot;God&quot; (pure consciousness) will experience reality without the denial that it is &quot;all that is&quot;. This reflection will cease to be a reflection by its own choice...it will choose to be the source. What came from Unity will always return to Unity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just letting my thoughts take me (no actual destination in mind), &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Forgetful God</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/3508993455302705186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/3508993455302705186' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3508993455302705186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/3508993455302705186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/01/infinite-reflections.html' title='Infinite Reflections...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-470505062179349029</id><published>2007-01-11T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T06:47:45.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Problem with Problems</title><content type='html'>A Problem is a &quot;trouble or source of Difficulty&quot;. The thing about problems is that when something in your reality is perceived as one we automatically believe that the solution would be to &quot;fix&quot; the problem. This doesn&#39;t work, however. In fact, often the only purpose of attempting to &quot;find a solution&quot; is to change our perception of the event from &quot;problem&quot; to &quot;fixed&quot;. What happens when YOU feel that the solution is not the answer? The event is still perceived to be a &quot;problem&quot; and the problem continues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perception is all internal, the physical things we do have very little to do with the actual process of changing perception. This applies to everything...whether it be weight-loss, health, mental &quot;conditions&quot; such as depression and anger, and so on. Often we &quot;believe&quot; that a step-by-step process is necessary to change these &quot;problems&quot; into something that we perceive to be &quot;fixed&quot;. Realize here that the processes we take do nothing except give us a way to validate our belief. It is our belief that something OTHER than ourselves is required to change our perception of this thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is the goal of these solutions? The goal is to change perception. Think about it this way...as long as something is perceived (labelled) as a &quot;problem&quot; it will continue to need a solution (this is the nature of &quot;problems&quot; by their very definition) because it is believed to be &quot;a trouble or source of difficulty&quot;). But what would happen if we could just stop perceiving it as a problem? You can fix something as many times as you would like, but if you still BELIEVE it is a problem then you will never be satisfied and you will end up trying to fix it all over again in a vain attempt to change your perception of it. &quot;Perfectionism&quot; is a perfect example of this...the problem must be tightly controlled and manipulated in what we consider to be the &quot;perfect&quot; way...despite the fact the &quot;perfect&quot; is also a perception which is entirely dependant upon our own opinion of ourselves and our ability to &quot;improve&quot; things through control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do we fix these &quot;problems&quot;...we can&#39;t. A &quot;problem&quot; can never be fixed, it can only be seen in a different way (which we often believe can only be done after it has been changed by us or someone else). But this is a reflection of our need for control...it is a reflection of our belief that things CANNOT be alright the way they are (because WE&#39;RE not happy with it). I believe the only way a &quot;problem&quot; can be fixed is if our perception of that &quot;problem&quot; is changed right from the beginning. It doesn&#39;t take much either...just a simple lack of judgement and definition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of immediately relying on our habitual reliance on &quot;Duality&quot; we should remain unbiased. It is not a &quot;problem&quot; unless you make it one....sound familiar? Think of it as an experience, something that simply &quot;is&quot;...do not immediately perceive it to be bad. An experience can be changed, a perception can be shifted...a &quot;problem&quot; will ALWAYS mean a &quot;trouble or source of difficulty&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Forgetful God</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/470505062179349029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/470505062179349029' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/470505062179349029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/470505062179349029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/01/problem-with-problems.html' title='The Problem with Problems'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35873695.post-2263536966884785217</id><published>2007-01-09T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T14:14:18.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical Reflections...</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ve been wanting to do this for awhile and just figured out how. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often speak of how others in the world around us are reflections of our own thoughts and insights...we come to similar conclusions (often spoken in an infinite amount of ways) and then we try to express those insights to the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music industry, despite its usual intention to make more money, has a few artists who are coming to these conclusions and are expressing them to the world through song. When I hear some of these songs I often wish I could find a way to share them with you, the reader..and now I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the right side of the screen you will find a few songs that I genuinely enjoy because of their message...I hope you&#39;ll listen to them and realize why. The perception behind these the lyrics is Unity...enjoy. I will add more as they pop into my reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy to share with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Forgetful God</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/feeds/2263536966884785217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/35873695/2263536966884785217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/2263536966884785217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35873695/posts/default/2263536966884785217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgetfulgod.blogspot.com/2007/01/musical-reflections.html' title='Musical Reflections...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>