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Simple are the elements
from which the world is reckoned
The repetition of the waves
the stillness in the second
The simplest repetition produces the most complex patterns. Spinning atoms, ocean waves, falling rain, the warp and woof of weaving, the binary on/off of computers or nerve cells....
The rise and fall of the one wave which cancels itself out. It just takes the one single wave, with its two identical ends spliced together so it loops around and replays eternally. Repeating repeating through space, this forms the Ocean. Repeating repeating through time, this moment of the wave blankets aeons.
Opposites balance out to Nothing.
Conversely, Nothingness opens Itself out by expressing As complements.
The Simple Principle: God is an evolving relationship of Oneness, putting the opposites into free play.
The world’s a kaleidoscopic replication of the eternal moment, the One Tree. Each vision of it hits slightly and uniquely out of synch, to make appearing from the invisible, “Operation Bootstrap” possible, endlessness magically minting more moments out of the still momentous Tree.
Solid Reality
The importance we attach to our bodies is imported from neighboring space. We attribute the worth of the surrounding air to ourself. Is the value now really the same, our heads or that gummy spot behind the stove?
Seeming emptiness partakes in forming each thing.
The solar orb flares out, juggling lively planets. The ocean solidifies as living creatures, barnacles, seaweeds upon any floating shard.
Interplay of silence sculpts poems, spaces mold Cezanne’s bathers.
“Empty space” is entirely full, containing: The construction of the dimensional system; the forces coordinating objects, from orbiting electrons to suns; all of a region’s wave-length telecommunication in every point; the mathematical quality gives a shadowy glimpse of the awesomeness, for above all, in every point shines the entirety of divine Substance, of Consciousness.
Discovered that the most complex geometric designs hint at ineffable organizing laws already inherent within apparent emptiness. Music, biology, and so on, emerge the same way. These drawings unfolded along the lines, by simply dividing the space evenly, each step implying the next, a principle branching, and could continue indefinitely. Microcosm and macrocosm.
Spectrums of the dream potential builded by giantsomebody before days and cubits started shrinking in our eyes
Beginning to mold the universe, we hatch a vast framework effortlessly.
With nothing else to compare itself to, an infinitesimal space is also immense.
We’ve painstakingly fashioned a vision from invisibility, of first-off a splot and then an Ocean of Nothing, then a framework of balanced-out binary opposites including the invention of “empty” space and time, next a world of Nature, and finally This World of human history.
Birth, e-vent, import-ance, op-port-unity, meaning someplace to go in or out: we fashion the manifold from a single space.
Out of fluid unity, we develop an infinitude of beings that love and are loved, that travel through the process of our separated sense to return to divine Consciousness enriched, unveiling a Renewed World to journey.
We’re Rolling Forth in a Binary System
Vision, as a child: A golden race track with horses running around it, all pulling together. The circular track is the entire course of time, all existent at once, while the galloping horses are us in the present moment like an inset jewel. The whole ring already Is, it’s laid out in a sense, yet we runners must be borne along around it all, to finally flourish outward in a spiral.
Like a horse race, time needs a movement in space.
Conversely, to create space, we need time; if we were staring at a dot in empty space, it could be inches away or light years away; we can’t tell until our eyes and head go moving through time in parallax vision.
So creation of a perceptible world depends upon the Tao, dots of duality within dualities.
Twoness. Yang energy, Father Time. Yin matter, Mother Earth. Matter sometimes converts into energy; or energetic atoms make solid matter, we travellers fall into place. Two aspects of a unity which is beyond form in Itself, we swirl together and spiral, opening up. Sensing this dynamic pulse of opposite interplay in our contemplation, we can relax and go along willingly, upon this endlessly widening path.
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To Now God Aright Is Life Eternal
If we zip across space near the speed of light, says Einstein, we’re sludging within a minute while years pass around us. But when we sink into complete stillness Now, we feel eternity move within us.
Both the end of time and the eternality of life are present only Now.
Perfection in the Now: Our sense of unseen, distant or impending disasters in a land of struggle can tinge our appreciation when we savor a perfect moment, or we let the sovereignty of this moment spread the real world out over all time.
The Eternal encompasses all time within this moment, and knows that (again, conversely) the whole course of time unrolls from within the only moment. So the “inherent” completion that God contains is already and always fulfilled, complete while never completed.
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The metaphor of space gives us the feeling of vast creation, so it needs to be much bigger than “me”; this becomes empowering in the end. Since God is Consciousness, and the universe exists solely in Consciousness, where subjective and objective are one, then, as in a play, the cosmos also can condense to a room and a few other people. Dealing with our near and dear is just the same as “saving the world.”
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Invisible unity yields twoness. The flocks of things around us derive from this twoness, and add up only to two.
The now blossoms into now and then, the here flowers as here and there. We mystics relive that early here and now of Beyond-form, at this metaphysical level of directly melding in meditation. And we see without mentalizing, at an open-eyed Zen level, the emanating perceptible here and now. Beginners: Any moment people begin again, they’re advanced.
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This one even wave revolves, with two mirroring sides opening out space and time, producing cavalcades. Finely, finely, amidst waves repeating, two levels of awareness diverge from unity. The eyelid, closed or open, “dreaming” or “awake,” “vision” or “real.” In our invisible state we don’t distinguish between vision and reality, Consciousness being our universe. Though this “real” human world is unreal, though humanity is asleep, only this dreaming of being awake can create the feeling of the actual, the line between dream and real. Open shut-eye. In meditative surrender we receive the coup de Grace, and then we see miracles outpicture; in the rhythm of Omniscience our visionary Kingdom spills over to again identify with our human world---they again become what they already are, totally just one and the same. And we’ve added relationship within Oneness, this unshakable sense of Reality, of I and Thou in a continuing process of Greater Love. Being is a verb, everacting. Being Is Becoming. Change, interchange: Being looks very becoming on You. |
