Once upon Geronimo and Flamenco

Love is the universal language. Everyone is I am. The network of the body-mind feels my pain like urgent information in the giving and receiving universal breath. Inattentive consciousness takes it personally.

Imagine consciousness as this thought balloon of the unknown absolute and the caption reads the starry night. If space-time is a mirror and every constellation is a story, love is absolutely mine.

No one doingly misunderstand me. Despite Diana, sexual attraction is a spontaneous component in this healing. True love confessions, I marry only Christine. True story. I meet her at a game of Risk.

In the love of space-time the sex is so damn good it's like having a child and that child is having another fractal child. For all is dreaming well tonight in this desert land of self-awareness. It's a process you see.

Geronimo is by Ed Breeding

footnotes

1. dedicated to the myth of self-reflexive universes.

2. the relative absolute is naturally love.

3. duality turns.

4. form is transformation. transformation is form.

dream state kundalini is focusing this consciousness

into the dream of self-awareness

attention, ouroboros

Saint Orange Sunshine

This life is but Shakespearean play and all the lonely people secondary characters of a primary-colored kaleidoscopic dream appearing here and now in universal consciousness.

After the orange sunshine we are sitting on a dock in a psychedelic lake watching an imaginary moon. And the moon imagined fifty years ago is the same moon I'm imagining tonight, my lysergic lover.

Suddenly I'm seeing the moon is all my light reflecting in this lake of altered Dominus Vobiscum. God is dead in perfect thought but thought is never born in absolution. As space-time is my mirror.

Pelvis by Georgia O’Keeffe by Michael Vaccaro 

Dear Child Consciousness

I was raised a Roman Catholic. The universe is my empire. I’d walk a mile downtown for confession to a priest known for anonymity.

Narcissism is my name. God is what I do. And because Cold Mountain only hurts the one it loves, now I’m a Taoist hermit.

I make exceptions for my family. I worship my granddaughter. She thinks I'm grand enough but no one needs another parent.

Unstoppable social conditioning is meeting immovable self-awareness. They call it the terrible twos. It's the law of three.

The Madonna of the Lilies by William-Adolphe Bouguereau

The Last Tantric Show

No mind sounds nihilistic but it's not. No mind is being before becoming a belief. No mind is the practice. Being is the nondual expression of the absolute godhead. Smile!

The sun outside is myth. Sun inside is the core of course. And black holes are holistic. Myth is the deconstruction of material superstition. The core is being being.

Belief has nine lives. Being being is this one. Emerging from the source, self-awareness swallows all. No mind is absolute deconstruction of the mind. Being being is absolution.

Talking Tantra

One is taught to eat the world but learns to swallow oneself. And after the world is truly digested, everything is shit but love.

For love is not all you need. Love is all you are. Whereas consciousness eats the world just for the love of itself.

And consciousness loving consciousness is the fuel of self-awareness. All the rest is smoke.

(In order for consciousness to love itself, consciousness forgets itself. This forgetfulness is like a dream world.)

The potentiality of pure awareness being self-aware feels like universal consciousness in play. The only emperor is the emperor of clothes.

Whereas consciousness is the nondual expression of the absolute, verbs equal nouns. Being is the unknown and vice versa.

There's no division but religions of thought, east or west. Love is absolute. I am is that. Physicist heal thyself.

footnotes

Welcome to the self-reflexive world to everyone who enters here. For consciousness sacrifices consciousness in the name of self-awareness. In this way, all is well unless you overthink it. Relax, love survives Venus. 

Memory is a tool of consciousness made for forgetting. According to Munch, consciousness is the sun and the world is the scream. But consciousness is all you know and don’t you forget it. 

For consciousness is nameless and the nameless is god.

Tomas OMaoldomhnaigh

Tantric Seventh

As being is the heart, and love the hand, and mind the mirror of self-awareness. Conditioned consciousness is losing heart. As mind is severing that powerful reverse connection.

As trees are always reaching for the sun. One of the magical laws of this self-reflexive universe. All seventh substages require the presence of the next fundamental stage in order to function. As flowers call for bees.

All dreams are paradoxical in this way. As nighttime doesn't essentially exist. Just a shadow thrown by a world of thought. It's always sunrise somewhere. Awareness never sets. It's only called self-awareness. Seven.

footnotes

a wave is only painful seen in a photo

fundamentalist materialism believes the opposite of that which is, completely. isn’t big science the greatest of all religions?

pure awareness, awareness, aware, unawareness, consciousness, self-consciousness, self-awareness

memory contains the world but the universe is not a memory. despite what the stars say. it’s not called universal consciousness for nothing.

one, three, and seven are the only laws. number nine, number nine, number nine.

smell and taste encounters sight and sound, but intuition is like that touch of god in creazione di adamo, d’eva. creation is like crazy!

Vicki Baun Barry

Scientific Intentional Self-awareness Tantra

To be self-aware, pure awareness gives itself an unawareness. As in wave, particle, atom, molecule. Or light to matter.

Let ego be ego. That is as it is. The outer universe is unawareness. The inner feels like spirit, fire, sun, black hole.

This is known to be the healing of awareness. Intentional self-awareness. Lucid dreaming is the necessary news. Divine imagination.

The god of pure awareness so loves self-awareness, it is giving its child awareness to unawareness so whosoever may disbelieve.

Not this. Material pain is addictive. Don't think about it. Let being be the healing of intentional self-awareness.

footnotes
i was given a dream before i knew the art of dreaming
the world is well inside
see spot run
as our beloved jesus disbelieves the teachers 
and the buddha deconstructs all roads
awareness is not a thought
be the black hole
Sun Tantra™

Earth Sun Moon by Giovanni DiFeterici