You are the only real one.

Those that are not self absorbed and either use the will or give of themselves...

The true "real" people


Not the "fakes" like myself

After much thought I have concluded it's all bullshit.

I should have read the nobody threads earlier then I did, I ignored them for quite some time, but they're full of logical inconsistencies and role-playing where people try to one-up each other's stories and " info ".

..we all have crazy stories about ourselves that we can twist into incredible fiction in an online forum.

There's no " one ", if there were they'd be a target right off the bat.

If they weren't, they'd be a target as soon as word got out about their identity.

I will take this opportunity to make a prediction though.

One year from now, people will still be flogging this idea for all it's worth, which ain't much to begin with.

Maybe you need to "up" your dose.

Do you know what the buddha crucifixion is. Makes normal crucifixion seem merciful.

This thread reminds me of this:

I do not.

I am just another guy, living my life.

Solipsist's convention.

You can spout your lame rhetoric all day, but I have all too many burdens of physical proof to back up my claims. You have only your word, at best. This doesn't make me the one, whatever that means. It simply means I'm the guy holding the cache proofs you will never possess.

It isn't for my benefit I do this. I'm just waterproofing. You'll sink or swim, and I can prepare you in either event. I'd rather not have to play St. Christopher all day. Newfoundland marine retrieval is excellent, though considerably exhausting.

I'm the only fake one.

Draupnir is worse. Nine times simultaneous tight fillet incantation. Weight of the universe bears down on the crown, your very being implodes.

The palm wander/samahdi fire crucible isn't so bad.

If only you knew firsthand, you might even be able to say something.

taking some sacred knowledge from century lasting ideologies (Taoism)

and linking these, shamelessly, to a movie (Matrix)
claiming that the One is a person
and that we can call him 'the nobody' is

no words to describe it, how the divine has been equaled to such narrow interpretations...

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Oh I sure want to,badly...so help me please...

Look, there is no nobody, no "one"

We are all the "one" and there is no shame or anything like that, only by certain realities..l.

In truth, everything is an ism and the one being learning about itself.

There is nothing to feel any which way except love for the unity. Everything else is just illusion.

And such short sightedness to think this can be controlled. This is a manifestation of the one being, its inevitable as it learns, evolves and grows.

you are wise brother. though, the beauty of the illusion consists in slowly seeing through it. That one being reawakening through all the mirrors, which are the personalities/egos/minds of each of us.

but the story we can truthfully tell from here form inside the illusion, inside our little minds is how we slowly fight to wake up, until the final step.

first is that long struggle, when the personality/mind covers the soul, and consciousness is stuck at the outer level of the mind, trying truthfully to understand What Is, The Truth. But the search is directed outside, therefore atheism etc
At this point there is no problem of the 'One' (and of course i'm not talking about the childish belief similar with strong ego kids who think they have the best whatever)
During this stage, the soul is kept in the background, only hints of strange connections being shown to the outer mind.
A mind which by the way is razor sharp, and thus the hints need to be so objective that the mind cannot dismiss them as being subjective delusions.

then comes the turning point when the personality/mind finally gives up and thus gives way for the soul showing for the first time it's full glory. It is the time when the mind/personality dies and sees herself for the first time for what it really is. Not the king, but only a shell, a tool serving a greater purpose. The process of dying is not metaphorical but is symbolic. It involves the subjective certainty that one is gonna die next second, repeatedly, until the mind finally lets go, and admits for the first time that it always thought that it has complete control, and now it sees that this was never the case. Then is apparently the same, but in truth he had died and he was reborn.

then comes the next step when the soul/heart slowly cleans the inner palace, getting rid of the personality remains. It is a hard time this one, because the echoes of the personality/ego are still haunting the place. And at this point the idea of being 'the One' is some kind of mind/personality turned undead giving one final challenge.
It is tricky because now the mind tries to ally with the soul. Soul is the one holding the image of the past and the yearning for perfection. Personality is the image of the present. But Spirit is the future.
So at this point we have the mind trying to corrupt the soul to the idea that the past can be relived, the unjust can be made just, because of course if one is 'the one' it is easy.

but is just a child play between mind and soul, while in the backstage Spirit is waiting for the perfect timing. Mind starts to really believe that this is an illusions. And the soul prepares for the greatest sacrifice which is necessary for a dying world to be reborn. There is only one Soul and all the living forms are not really alive, until the Soul makes the final sacrifice on the altar of Spirit, dying to the past (shattering in billions of peaces, one for every living form)and re-birthing to the future.

All this journey, seen form the outside, from Spirit perspective is just the Rhythm of the Universe. Breath In, Breath Out. And the timing is set by the Spirit, and from here it was shown from the beginning of time in the stars.

Soooo many words...but words dont fix your life,you gotta live your life;)

OP,anyone:)

How exactly are we supposed to help OP?

Self glorified meat wads is all we are. No magic nothing more than biological beings

One


ONE

the idea of " ONE" stems from the concept of the " creator".....

"One thing " is best represented by a circle, infinitely bound...

After there was nothing, there was something.....

This something.... Is the primary "one"....

How many things may exist in one place( exact space), at one time...

Answer: " ONE"...

Reality is the illusion of space....
Between each atom is not " nothing", it is instead the " one" filling in all the gaps in-between ...

Question: " Why does the universe seem to overflow with life similar to each other...."

Answer:

" because the creator is alone and forever looking for some "one" to compare experiences....
Thus the benevolent act of " creation".....

Pre determinism ......

There's less though, much less....
In the end these concepts and ideas all fall infinitely short of describing the universal experience to the " ONE's" satisfaction...
alone, perfect, spinning( or not), the " one " is lonely.....
Questioning perfection...
The " one" is invisible, you see....
Nowhere to be found....
Silent, lightless and bereft of dark....
Not nothing, yet not anything in particular ....
The hidden potential to be anything, neigh..... Everything......(LOL).....!!!
when it come to thinking about the "one",.......
" We" are the mirror of the "one"...
There is no reflection....

Alchemical wedding: con't ....



" A CONVERSATION WITH GOD"
interlude: Madness, I am engulfed!


For a nations untimely demise
The stars shine a ruddy lime, putting sinners in their place
The American dream is alive and doing well in the guise of fate
The elite will gladly demon- strate the glory of a job well done
And when the time is ripe
The bursting fruit will decimate
The stench of decay is their sermon
The priest's are lined up in a row counting sheep
Making sure they don't bleat
Our time is our own and the hounds of Hell smell fresh blood
It's maddening to hear their cries!
So sad the minions of weak souls...
I will break you this time
The hands of Hell smear fresh the blood
Again and again

If I don't do it for you who will? He said....
Selective judgement means I love you...
Conditional love means I own you
Rome " WAS" built in a day...
This vision is as old as old
Romans would look great in a suit
A jewish would feel good with a whip!
Not everybody likes to play the game,
I guess it's the perfect time to play

Take off your skin and I'm there..
Holding you like a newborn babe...
Caressing your naked soul as slippery as the glassy moon
Worlds apart I test your will
Your afraid of my intentions and the cool breeze makes you mine
You are mine!

And then he smiled, and said;

The fire consumes the just and the sinner alike
Be grateful your god is gracious and even tempered
The spirit of evil is gods way of saying he loves us
But like the fire, god will consu e all things in his path
The difference is that fire will leave a charred remains,
And god will eat you whole, and clean his teeth with your bones!

Kill your god if any strength remains in your body
Sanctify his murder and be quick!
He knows your weakness, your god is yours!
Bury him quickly and anoint the earth with your tears.....
Lest he come to you in your dreams,.......
To take you away.......

Alchemical wedding: con't.

" DAWN"

I can see the dawn
Erupting from an evil time
Righteousness was gone
Now it rides the morning sun...

I can see the dawn
The black of night is swept away
The world of hate is gone
On it's nightmare wings of fear....

What do we do with the pitiful, evil people?
Stand them in line as you give them your love, and you say goodbye.
When will they learn, All of those pitiful evil people.?
Stand them in line as you give them your tears, and you say goodbye.

When the morning comes
The blackened sky has turned to blue
And the world of lies
Has been replaced by one of truth!

The crimson king has fled
Back to the place of fear and death
Mother earth just sighs
On my neck I feel her sweet breath

What do we do with all of the pitiful evil people?
Stand them in line as you give them your love, and you say goodbye.
Say goodbye to the night
And you know it's all right
Cause it's only a bright day rising
No we won't dread the coming sun
Only mourn the fallen night
As another new day is arriving!

Those are two very powerful pieces B.

...

yup,
curse and a gift.

Like pandoras box... Lol...!!!
No one to bitch to about it....

Alchemical wedding: con't.

"FATE"

What have I done to deserve this cruel fate?
Where do I go to ? And how am I late?
The world is a lonely place when your only one...
My days are all numbered and the futures a shroud..
My fear wrath and emptiness won't leave me alone....
My thoughts they all wound me, in spirals they run
I'm dogged by a memory that I cannot quite place..
I feel I'm a shadow of some master race...
The temple or sanctuary, and a cool stone fountain ..
The wilderness of fear cages my spirit in bone...
The oracle set the stage for primitive truth...
All knowledge, honor , and nobility are tortured on the rack by Fortunata
On the wheel of uncertainty....

Wonder and inspiration now they are gone
Alive in the wilderness I made and time lingers on...
Motherless. Fatherless , the hallowed ground moans, a day without sun, a night without moon.

Nothing makes sense to me, no- thing can I own, the captain of my ownership has sailed off alone

Houses iced with plywood facade
Nail down dreams of red school houses
Jungle gyms and teacher crushes visions of green lawns and white picket fences
Everything came from nothing, and it resides just out of reach, in the corner of the eye, out on the surface of the lens
In the vaulted space above the cor- nea
The heart of the being, the quest for the object the seer is seeing
The knot in the wood , is the thought , the matter , in regards to the madman, does he laugh or Is he laughter ?
The brain asks it's afterthought, and does it matter?
Where is the lamb after it is slaughtered?
The mind is said to wander, so where does it go?
Can I touch it? Smell it! Feel it! Can I see the mind?
Can I think about my mind with my mind?
Taste my tongue?
Hear my ear! See my eyes!? Smell my nose?
How much nearer can I get to the mirror?
Who's more real the mirror or the reflection?
YOU ARE ME

Last Edited by Brian8888 on 05/31/2012 05:47 PM

Yo bro, cheers for the reminder.

God damnit this is totally me isn't it ffs. I even know what trauma and execution you're talking about ffs. It's not really a coma though, it's just a loop. We've been living this life round and round forever.