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We believe what we do so we can believe the highest we can.

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We use our own abilities as the yardstick for other people.

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Something Macbeth said yesterday gave me pause,

"Well, if you intend to leave us, what about us? Those who are left behind? What about our lessons that we have to learn from you?"

I tried expounding the Advaita on this...it made sense, but it didn't help. Sure, I'll be everywhere, I will be you Macbeth, sure the body is a shell I mustn't, you mustn't get attached to - but the body is here for some purpose. And if we all are indeed here to learn...then we learn from each other. And I can't leave until all my work is done.

But I desire to leave it soon and therefore I will go my way and those who are to learn lessons from me and continue to teach me, will come with or meet me, regardless.

I think I begin to see why the sages took to the forests and didn't dissolve into the One, whence they could, after reaching turiya. Those who craved their company and their impact went with them. Stayed with them, until such a time as whence the sage realized that there was nothing more to do and all the work to be done will be done regardless.

I am not a sage. Yet.

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I keep coming back to the same things over and over and I find my paradigms shift.
Much like world view, as one dares to hope.

The Messiah. Oh the Messiah. Ever the quandary, finally a resolution. There is no BETTER WAY. There is only ONE TRUTH...this is why we find so much comfort in history. Similar successes, similar failures.

For if this world is an illusion, something else must be the truth. And it must be absolute. And as Vivekananda said - The Absolute cannot be two or three. There is ONLY ONE TRUTH.

Once this becomes clear to us, by trial and error we reach a point where we are ready to realize why we are here in the first place. We get to the ONE way our own way. Until the home stretch the world is our canvas. (Yet there is evolution, baby.)

And for that, THERE where we meet our last lessons and realize this restlessness has a lot to do with something else, there needs be precedent. There needs be something that will guide. The Messiahs are the precedents. They are our guides. They remind us why we are here, while we are still different in our perceptions, we take different things from what they say, at different points in our lessons. But they remind us what it was we were learning, that it was to know the one Truth and how to return to It whence we came to discover it.

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Critical mass means one of 2 things - Firstly, that civilization can be 'saved' all at once. This assumes that the mass of this world hasn't changed at all - it has only been recast, over and over again - and therefore it is entirely possible to go from a life of this reality to the Reality that there is only One all at once, once a tipping point is reached - and this is a chain reaction, somehow...whence we assume that critical mass means all of us are at the same time, at the same point, ready to ascend into higher purposes, loftier goals.

The second thing critical mass can mean is that there is at any given point a tipping scale...where there are some people who are willing, needing to be told what it is that they need to learn to cross the barrier - they've finished their rounds. And this critical mass of spiritual aspirants, hastens those who are close to achieving it...by its very presence around them. But it cannot tip those who are not ready, not by illuminating anything.

The second sounds sound to me. The first I am circumspect to believe...it feels as if it is suppositioning that we are/were the only ones who have ever been here...there has been no other external impact on the world as we know it from the time it was created to the time it will cease to remain. That we as Atmans have not traversed various other dimensions, to learn countless other things. That it has just been us repositioning and recreating its original mass. It may be true, possibly - anything is possible. But I wonder that no others witnessed the prowess of this world and loved it, learnt from it greatly and left it.

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Sunrise Sunrise. Looks like morning in your eyes...Heavy Moons, Lost Balloons, on my mind.
So come away with me, oh Lonestar, where are you out tonight?

...You're my nightingale Jones.

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Of W, is it my fate to compare the loves I have known, will know? I don't have a damn clue and funny thing is I am not really trying to find out either. Oi.

There are so many subtle lessons within each obvious one. It is immensly entertaining most of the time. I am afraid however that thoughts of what resistance I may face sometimes chaffe at me. I am ready for experience.

What comes next is already starting to make me excited. But I wait everyday to know why I wait. Double Oi.

I understand that on some level I want to be to him what he can be to me. And thus I foster a hidden agenda. Ha Ha Ha. Ahem. Get it? It's subtle.

I find that a few days away from him works wonders on me: I learn a new level of caring. I can care only for him, not WHOM he cares for at all. I don't seem to be bothered by the idea that he may have been/is with someone else at this very moment. Infact, I went through a period of rational thought with it...whatever his lessons may be, they don't ALL have to do with me. None of them might even. Like all mine don't have to do with him. For this, even if he is spread too thin at the same time I will have known him - it makes no difference. It was done for before it was done for.

I wonder if this is what unconditional love feels like... I guess I'll know soon enough.

We live in a beautiful world. Beautiful is everything in it.