Remember remember, never forget:
The challenge of the new world is knowing that nothing’s physically real, and that the rules no longer apply, without loosing your mind…
The Challenge has been summed up thousand years ago by Hermes Trismegistus when he prayed the soul stand unshaken in the presence of the truth-in-finality…
Wisdom was the path Hermes proposed for the soul to remain in touch with the point of balance as it surfs its way across the karmic oceans of dualities to arrive at the shores of a truth very very few are prepared to handle…
Let it be known unto you that:
Since the beginning of time, there’s only been one and only ONE SELF in existence revealing itself through many selves.
This Self is the only Definite, and everything else relative to it is Possible ! You and i are at best only possibly who we we think we are at a given moment in time !
The Possible to the Definite is like a shadow to the real object, a dream to a waking state…
This SELF is the only real ONE and every other form of oneness to it is a shadow of a presence made possible by the numeric illusion.
Everything that was, is or will be, can only ever emerge in a descriptive mode to this Self, forever latent to its Now and can only measure its integrity and realness by its reflective power of this NOW – a NOW which precedes any particular instance of now in existence by virtue of essence and not by virtue of any time-measured precedence.
This SELF can be compared to pure light, that through a prismic medium is translated into colors (dimensional manifestations of its presence).
The Trinity that account for the prismic medium is known exclusively to the authentic Gnostics as:
The Universal Mind, The Universal Soul & The Word (represented by human powers known as Spirit or Consciousness, Soul or Conception, Thought or Perception)…
The EGO is a pseudo self that attempts to high jack and divert the translation away from its course and essence it emerges to translate. It attempts to misuse the power of translation (The Power of the Word) against the goal of translation itself, (i.e. use it in denial of the core the translation originates to translate) by arousing and nourishing the deceptive language of multiplicity, using the numeric possibility (division and multiplication, addition and subtraction) to entrap the soul within scripts called events (eve-ends) with eve being the symbol of Soul.
The Ego however is not eve-ill in the absolute sense its been made to seem (there is no such evil ever – the kinda evil that is presented to be on a compatible battle with The SELF of all Selves) and accordingly the Ego is not meant to be assassinated but rather tamed; otherwise, where is the wisdom behind creation and the fall from Eden, behind the apple of knowledge?!! For, the Ego (after all) is responsible for your individuality and everything you hold to be you or yours at a given space and time – everything that anchors you to your spacio-temporal presence.
At the moment referred to as El-Qiama (The Awakening) – the moment of awakening and confrontation with the Higher Self, Part of the battle of the Ego is to try to prove somehow that you’ve been real, and that the world has been real. So you get caught in an ever decreasing argument loops.
It all starts off simple, you remember the world and then the truth attacks, ‘How could the world have been real, don’t be so stupid, where was it then, in space, how can it be in space, space can’t have a boundary to be within. You were living in your own mind, you made space so big so that you could hide the impossible edges. You have been hiding from yourself.’ ‘But everyone else thought it was real’ ‘ Of course they did, you invented them…’, and you can only realize this truth when you look from the Self’s EYE.
You’ll be shown how nothing really makes sense, the world is indefensible. Its made of the fabric of dreams and held together by logical absurdities.
You try to pick at nooks and crannies, something to grasp in order to defend that you were real. Like I remember the time when I did something so hard, what an achievement and what I had to go through. All that effort it must have been real, if it was my illusion then why didn’t I always win? And here comes the real horrific part – the blackhole of our core belief system…
The ego thinks that it can prove itself to be real via great deeds, hardship and suffering,
The pain tries to make it real if you see what I mean. Like a kind of martyrdom, ‘Of course it was real, did you see what you had to endure, would you have dreamt that?’ But yes you would…
At such moment, all the fluff drifts away. The years do not stick, time that made things seem permanent floats off. You may be 33 at such moment, but your life would seem to have taken only moments, a dream you woke from no less. So the ego goes searching for memorable things, big things. It’s hard to explain but if you did this or that, then it all must have happened.
And in that vain attempt here comes the real sucker punch:
Drifting into the core you seem to be in the presence of God, God communicates with you; like it was God who was telling you all the along that you were not real… At such moment you simply wanna fall (and risk it all) in return for a confirmation of your presence…
Your ego will tell you: remember you’re a Jew, a Christian a Moslem or whatever…Remember, you’re American or Chinese or whatever, remember you were baptized, remember you have a birthmark on your chest etc….
It will attempt to pull you back into the dream offerring you the role of all roles, the Messiah role – an invitation to death in order that you feel alive and present; and this is the ultimate test…
Nothing but a bloody vain attempt by the ego to try to suggest that it is real:
‘I am the messiah for God’s sake, I gave my life for them, I suffer here in the core for them, and I will go back and tell them the truth, I must be real!!!!
‘You are not a Jew, or Christian or Moslem ! You’re not American or Chinsese…. Huh what is a Christian – a Moslem – a Jew – an American – a Lebansese? you made that up in your delusion. None of it is real, none of it, and you are pathetic, who do you think you are?’
It’s horrific. Nothing holds in the core, you become the dreamer and the dream at once.
In the middle there is nothing other than you. In the middle you realize that the God you think you’ve been talking to is yourself, and I still wonder about that, I am the only one here?
Your only way out is to rest inside the Vision of the Self anchored by the Trinity of Selfhood and accept being the Selfless witness of it all, or fall into the View and become the Savior in the Dream on the expense of your true salvation (The Awakening).
Are you kidding me?!!
The messiah?!!! the saviour of mankind?!! the one who suffers the most?!! The one who is most loved?!!
The ‘biggest’ thing that a man could be?!!! That’s the essential ingredient of every dream ever…
Deep inside every man lies the Messiah complex, the temptation to becoming the hero of the greatest script…
Even the scribes of history, the Masons who have practiced the highest forms of secrecy forcing themselves to rest as unknown witnesses to the greatest events of their making in preservation of their vantage point, are in the end driven to enter the story and be known for who they are, they cannot but gravitate to lie inside their expensive golden tombs – the pyramids of their historic glory (or shall i say furronic)…
This is the core mathematics of crucifixion right here in the simplicity of this equation – the crucifixion of the Self on the cross point of the Ego, the crucifixion of eternity on the cross point of Space and Time; an offer that seems irrefutable cause deep inside you, you so wanna be something, you so wanna hold on to some reality of your own, you so wanna be some historic hero, you so yearn for the pain of crucifixion that makes you feel so real !
At such point, never being an authentic Gnostic could ever mean so much:
In the Gnostic texts there’s this one warning the knowledge of which justifies all the hardships of being a Gnostic:
“Beware absorbing power of the View, Beware the Image (the God-Image) when you behold it, do not be absorbed by it…”
At that moment, you do what you have to do, you be the Devil for Christ’s sake, but do not accept the Devil’s offer to be something inside the story of nothingness…
And i saw a vision where am being offered so much glory in the name of the greatness of the Story, am being offered to be the Messiah – a path that supposedly leads to a rendez vous with God – everything seems to be so perfectly pointing to the religious correctness of walking that path, only nothing of that everything is real (its all connected together by an absurd logic and held together by an ego so helplessly striving to BE on the expense of the very essence of BEING);
Something inside me revolted, some force of life beyond all thought patterns revolted to say “NO” !
I said NO to the path of martyrdom, NO to the offer that seems irrefutable; I said ‘NO’ to that great God of History outside watching me ! And then i saw myself packing all the books i ever read, like someone on his last day in the university ! Its like everything i ever learnt was meant to prepare me for that moment…
All this I talk about, the cycles. No knowledge can ever hold in the core. When you are there, that’s all there is, just you and no explanation. A timeless solitary existence.
What cycles, there is nothing but you, for a second it all seems like a sick cosmic joke…
Sure the cycles make sense, clever you, it’s feasible, and if the world was real then you would be right but the world is your delusion so…
‘Is there anything in the world that you couldn’t have imagined, is there anything that seemed so alien to you that you couldn’t have thought up…..?’
‘But I learned stuff from the Trinity of the Selfhood, they taught me to read my way into the unreadable, they must be the only knowledgeable reality that could ever measure in the wake of the immaculate Reality of the SELF of all Selves, cause they stand for the one power that can never be defeated in either world:
Existence = Consciousness = VisionFollow