Art and Words to settle my mind
The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao.
The name that can be named is not the eternal Name.
The un-namable is the eternally real.
Naming is the origin of all particular things.
Free from desire, you realize the mystery.
Caught in desire, you see only the manifestations.
Yet mystery and manifestations arise from the same source.
This source has been called darkness. The Darkness within darkness, un-seeable without first having light, and the light only shining from within the darkness. The gateway leading to all understanding.
In that we a part of it we therefore cannot know the whole of it, at least until our return.
The information and principles of organization imagined in ideal form in the Metaverse are more perfect and complete than we can ever articulate, therefore beyond our means of description. In our driving need to know the un-knowable we create focuses for our belief through adherence to definitions created by man.
Pure conscious awareness without time and space exists outside our universe.
Abstract thought on the part of pure consciousness defined creation prior to the Big Bang. In our universe, we are only able to recognize objects and concepts we have named.
When we set down our meme bundles we are freed from personal preference. In that clear state we may perceive the workings of the universal model and our role in it. Remaining attached to our memes obscures the inflowing Metaversal patterns and keeps us tethered to our familiar material and relational patterns.
Pure, undifferentiated consciousness dwells in the unformed darkness of the Metaverse(The Metaverse is a collective virtual shared space, created by the convergence of virtually enhanced physical reality and physically persistent virtual space.) The thought patterns that produce light and matter arise out of the Metaverse, but the manifestations of these patterns takes place within our universe. The portal into our universe is the gateway to all understanding.
Just as what we perceive as a ‘Black Hole’ funnelling the matter of everything it can trap within its gravity well, a well that spans areas greater that our own small galaxy, funnelling from this plain to another, thereby creating ‘existence’ with that matter within the other plain. The premise of the first verse is to say there is that there is one plain that creates all the other plains, that bonds all the others together, creating the new even it accepts the return of the old. All of this implies that existence comes from non-existence, or as we refer to it ‘source, Allah, God, etc.’
Begin by considering how ὑπάρχειν (hyparkein) comes to be used as a synonym for εἶναι (einai) in its “existential” use, and then to follow the history of existence as the Latin rendering of ὑπάρχειν in this sense. Either topic could supply a separate monograph.
First consider how ὑπάρχειν (hyparkein) comes to be used as a synonym for εἶναι (einai) in its “existential” use, and then to follow the history of existence as the Latin rendering of ὑπάρχειν in this sense. Either topic could also supply a separate monograph. ὑπάρχειν originally means “to make a beginning”, “to take the initiative”, “to take the first step (in doing so-and-so)”, e.g. to begin a guest-friendship (in the earliest occurrence of the verb, Odyssey 24.286) or to initiate hostilities (…)
Apart from this technical use in logic and grammar, the most common meaning of ὑπάρχειν in later Greek seems to be that which we render as ‘to exist’ or “‘to be real’. (This occasionally leads to rather ludicrous confusion, when a late commentator can no longer distinguish between Aristotle’s technical sense and his own ordinary use of ὑπάρχειν.
The contemporary attempts to determine in a purely logical way the nature of existence, by constructing a logic of existence(1) or a free logic which makes “no assumptions about the existence of the purported designata of its terms, general or singular, seems to be still premature as long as the problem of existence in its philosophical implications is not adequately resolved. Historically, there are three main problems in logic involving a conception of existence, which clearly show that the logical problem of existence has a philosophical background influencing the “logic of existence” in its technical sense.
All of this brings us right back to our search for reason, and the concept of the Metaverse wherein one great plain bonds, creates, and recovers all others in a never ending eternal cycle of ‘being.’ Returning us to ”
This brings us back to “In that we a part of it we cannot know the whole of it, at least until our return.”
The Sage’s mind is seems as empty as space,
People struggle to understand and know her.
They look to her and wait for enlightenment.
She continues to treat them as her own children,
Loving care without an end, protecting, teaching,
And then in time, they grow, they know themselves…
The Way is a void,
Used but never used up,
An uncountable abyss it is,
From which all things come,
It blunts sharpness,
It tempers light,
A deep pool it is,
Never to run dry,
Whose offspring it may be,
None can know but in dream,
It is like a preface to Source,
Inspiration to our time of return…
What is your Way?
Don’t talk about change, be the change,
Don’t talk about peace, be the peace,
Don’t talk about love, be the love,
We can be the all together,
Just by being ourselves,
In answer to all your questions, what I can offer is; I was trying to entice you into thinking deeply about this statement and image, and perhaps the concepts behind them. Most will realize that ‘knowing the road’ is like knowing the future. We can’t ‘know’ it until we walk it. The only thing we can fully know is the road we stand on right now.
Release hate and malice from your heart,
Embrace a manner of purest innocence,
Rid yourself of envy of another being,
Entertain the divine court of spirit,
Too many days are of wasted, empty time,
Busy chasing fancies and envisage,
Bed of dreams, ere pile up more,
Lift up thy head from slumber,
New morn sun, filling a misty blue sky,
Risen to the zenith, it shines for you,
Bliss within this light of beauty,
Meant to embrace, to bask,
A mystic paradise, waste not a moment,
Continue, this eternal path of love,
Whisper gentle words of thanks,
Clutch your gifted blessings,
Be the betterment of the world, live pure,
Not to preach rules, sole loving care,
Truly love all, judge not another,
Free to a liberty of thinking,
Heart filled with love, all beautiful delight,
Spread joy, respectful, sharing affection,
Share laughs, for then the spirit relaxes,
Faith is not prayer, faith is as lived,
Humanity is loving family,
Be infinitely patient, including to ourselves,
Learn love is more needed than peace,
Living in spirit, we are truly happy,
Let no man turn you against any,
Gift love & kindness, avoid giving penalty,
Hold a forgiving nature, set free hatred,
Live in moderation, waste not,
Burden comes from excess,
Struggles make you wise, thereby finding joy,
True life is not of the flesh but of the spirit,
Drink deeply of faith and certainty,
Look not at colours, but hearts,
Arts, sciences, crafts, herein our highest worship,
Impelled by the best motives, our will to service,
Pray that the abuser shall become amiable,
Use knowledge always to benefit others,
There is no one faith greater than any other,
there are only those that talk their faith,
and those that live it…
We walk a Path
Ever moving on this our journey
Learning, knowing, moving, growing
We begin to know, begin to understand
All together, we become one with all
Knowing in our hearts and souls,
Peace is the answer
One family, life’s blessing, meaning
This is the why, our reason for being
We must help, aid, reach out and hold
You need, I give, we are one together
This small world, need to become family
Need to know, give, share, love, respect
Together, we make the one greater
For we are that one…
Once I lived strong, a needful part of life,
Time goes on, I falter, pallid, cast off in a heap,
I’m unnoticed, a useless relic, reminder cast-off,
But now a change, hope blooms, brighter days,
I’ve made new friends here, companions, new joy,
We exist together, senescent, forgotten antiquity,
And yet we are becoming more, growing anew,
An altering into a greater state than ever before,
Now with new purpose, new meaning for being,
People now come to gaze upon us, quiet praise,
Talking of how we represent so fine a memory,
They hear out silent song, learn of our serenity,
We now have purpose once more, significance,
Living again, a different life with contentment,