Why We Breathe ?!!

Beat?

Look at the freakin definition of the term beat:

Hit ! As in strike a note, beat a drum. (Referring to how the beat is the recognised/heard struck chord within the formless.)

Pulse or throb as in a heart beat, back and forth.

Whisk around as in beat an egg (cycles).

Defeat, as in beat your enemy, overcome,

‘break’ as in beat the odds.

Tired as in ‘I’m dead beat,

and finally Path or Route as in ‘The policeman walks his beat’.

The Ripple Effect:

The primal universe starts off with the simple paradox that it’s both infinite and finite
0 & 1

and in recognizing that differential, that shifting movement in the stillness, it begins to recognize itself:

01010101 ‘I see change……..
00110101010101 ……….I………
010001111001010101 Me…….who am I?
001000101010101010100101 What is I?

and then it all kicks off!

The beat is what guarantees the code of self re-cognition — the mechanism of self recollection !

The beat is what prevents the viewer from melting into any view… Its what prevents the Dreamer from loosing himself to the Dream…

I am neither real nor unreal, neither dreaming nor awake — whispers The Beat in my ears

I build castles in the sands of time only to witness the waves of infinity level them to the ground…

Just when the dream is about to get real, I report back to the dreamer (the eye that never sleeps), the one who knows i’m only dreaming — The SAVIOR

On my way there, I cross no man’s land, a gap of absurdity in between 0 and 1 that negates the logic of the entrance and throws me right in the middle of another dream…

I am constantly fluxing in and off, rebooting by the second, regenerating by the moment — contrary to every historical logic, to every empirical theory, to every sequential claim over the Now…

The Creation moment?!! It’s a moment still in creation –

The Beat is what preserves that moment from loosing itself to its own momentum ! Its what keeps the mind stable — what holds the now in place !

The 01 code sprung forth from a primeval need embedded deep in the ‘I’ that I call ‘me’- the need to script myself into presence — the need to feel my presence through a story — the need to be historical…

Imagine you being locked inside a room, knowing you exist with no existence of An Other to verify such existence, feeling beautiful, with no vision of An Other to admire such beauty…

The Primeval Power (God, The Core or Whatever you wish to call it) acknowledges this need; and this constitutes the original mathematics of the Creation Moment:

God creates an Eye Looking From HIM through HIM Back at HIM  ! So God is now 3 — a trinity — (God, The Viewer and The View)

In Gnosis this eye is called The Universal Mind ! In Genesis its called Adam ! Religions like to call this Eye The Messiah (The Christ) !

But God doesn’t want this Eye to be a mere passive reflector; and thus, God blows a breath of Godhood into it (a breath of self consciousness).

The Eye grows Self Conscious to its own presence, its particular significance in God’s Eye, its own importance in God’s Kingdom— THE CORE—-, and in that moment of self re-cognition the Eye turns its vision towards itself, almost like overlooking THE CORE ! But how can this happen other than in a dream-like situation, how can an eye attempt to see beyond sight itself ?!! How can vision escape THAT WHICH HAS NO FRAME TO BEGIN WITH

The eye falls into a dream-like Realm of its own — a dimension with no entrance — a realm of absurdity that caters to the possibility of playing God on the expense of being God — Playing the Savior on the expense of Salvation itself…

Welcome to Planet E ———————— GO     Planet  E——–Scape

This most original act of free will results in the projection of an imperfect world into presence, in translation of what such moment entails — a dream-like realm that stands as a distorted version of God’s kingdom where everything seems inverted — everything seems progressing on a linear journey away from the Creation Moment (away from The Creator) aiming to render that moment history and prove the creator a historical being !

Primal Evil (primeval) you can say is born from the womb of that fatherless moment, cause in the moment The Universal Mind acknowledges his self as separate to The Father’s Self duality is born, and a realm is born to translate what its like to be in a world where God seems separate — An Other — Afar–absent !

Welcome to the d – rea – m we call reality ; and don’t forget the ‘d’ and the ‘m’ which stand for a demented one…

Duality and separation are the mathematics of choice ! They are characteristic of this world we live in ! In this world, we’re torn by the mathematics of choice — between what we think and what we feel – between what we desire and what is right – between being attached to the dream and dismissing it as unreal !

Choice vs. Fate, a very ancient polarity; and every time we think we’re choosing — every time we think we’re progressing on a linear axis towards a destination of our choice, we are struck by the circular mathematics of Fate (The Choiceless Choice) telling us we’re going nowhere…

The second The Universal Mind grew self conscious, He knew he’s being put to the ultimate test; and its not by accident that second also means ‘the one that comes after’ in reference to the second entity born after known as The Devil and His Story we call History — yes the Devil — the spiritual agency that aims to prolong the dream mathematics presenting the best case scenario against Awakening…

Between zooming out in an act of dismissal of the Dream-Like realm that resulted from that dark moment or zooming in in act of departure from the Original Eden of Birth, The Universal Mind knew he was being put to the choice; and so He asked His Creator for help; and the Creator responded by sending forth Eve The Universal Soul (else known as Sophia).

Sophia’s significance is that through her, the Universal Mind can be represented inside the dream, yet through her also he can preserve his awakening status (the Sunshine of that immaculate moment that precedes the Fall).

Sophia became the moon that is sent by the Sun to light the darkness ! Everyone would speak of her beauty and the need for the night to stay young for her to keep shining ! But she knew that as much as she wants to be acknowledged for her beauty, the source of her light is the Sun and cannot but call for the sunshine of that day where she’s no longer in sight — the day of martyrdom when her beauty source is exposed and she surrenders her light back to the Sun…

The Universal Soul is the mind’s delegate into the Dark Realms; and His Story (The Devil’s Story) is known in Gnosis as the Dark Night of the Soul…

The Devil’s Eyes would be directed at her and all his historical schemes are built to frame her, to involve her in a never ending dream scripts called EVE-ENDS (EVENTS) in an attempt to put her into an eternal sleep — to negate through her the significance of God’s choice Adam (The Code of Awakening) !

History to the Devil is the Story of a God who created a world and then went to sleep – forsake it — a Historical God who was defeated by his own creation – a dead God.

Eve would carry the burden of Adam’s Choice to visit imperfection and light the darkness of the worlds under; and her path would be marked by duality and polarity (Sin and Guilt); always embedded inside scripts that aim at framing her in the wrong — crowning her the shining star of darkness.

The Wisdom Behind THE FALL:

In the absence of duality and its agency (polarity) the possibility of any form of knowledge collapses.

Every time we’re conscious of anything, we’re actually engaging in the 01 mathematics; So you can say we’re actually translating the moment of the Fall in every flux of a conscious moment.

Every time I hold a thought, Eve (the Delegate of Infinity) is trapped within a finite frame – within a dream-like script that presents itself as real; and every time I release the thought, Eve awakens to the fact that she’s dreaming — in expression of her connection to her inner truth — the code of awakening (The Adam Code).

So you can say the rhythm of self-consciousness is ruled by a dual tendency:

1, The tendency to pan in (frame a concept) — make something a reality ! When you do so, you fall into the mathematics of the dark moment (The Mind’s temptation to Frame God a Historical Concept after Once being inseparable from Him).

2, The tendency to pan out — you dismiss the real as a dream by way of acknowledgement of a greater reality — and in doing so you actually engage in the awakening Context which entails a return to the Self (The Vortex of Creativity which weaves realities from nothingness)…

Panning in and out, we pass through The Core on our way:

The core is the neutral space in between, neutral which is no man’s land, the bit that stops the two opposing forces from joining ! The ‘Gap’ (the part of Godhood that is strictly HIS – (beyond conception) !

You can’t know the gap, not that you can know the infinite but the gap is like the bridge that can’t be walked ! It’s the last moments before time-space dies. And can you ever know how you enter a dream?!!

Its a suffocating feeling when you wanna scream in a dream but you can’t

And that feeling of suffocation is why we breathe air in the illusion. Air is the concept of time-space manifest.

The mind needs time-space as the body needs air.

Why we breath?

We change polarity in order to keep moving, breathing !

Why we eat is due to the mind’s insatiable need for continuity, the linear aspect.

In order to think we need ‘time’, and yet time is only really bits of the mind playing out, this is why when the mind has consumed itself via remembrance, it has to dismember so that the consumption can continue.

So do you see.

This world of cycles and air and breathing, and food, and evolution/puzzle solving, and water which represents the reflective magical realm (In their world fish can fly…..well they can go up and down as well as side to side, so in their world they can fly……) Trees with roots and branches, snakes and spiders, all that we see as nature, is in fact our true nature symbolically manifest!

Layers!

Do you know, I told a friend that the world was not real, and he laughed and said, ‘Okay then leave it, but you can’t get out, it is real you are talking s**t.’ He was banging his hand on stuff saying look this is real, you cant get out’ So I said, ‘You are the one talking s**t, the real point that you are making is not that you can’t leave, it’s that you can’t stay !……. You ‘need’ this place to be real and you need it to be real forever because you are scared of nonexistence, but no, you are wrong and short sighted.

No one stays !

One last point about what I will maybe call the neutral zone. The exact moment between life and death, maybe call it the spark that bridges the gap !

Think of a spinning wheel. Turning around it’s centre point.

Even if you had the most powerful microscope known to man. If you tried to see the ‘dead’ centre of that wheel, any thing you can see, even if that is a space, which is not nothing, anything you can see will have relative mass, and so it will turn.

Therefore you can never see/find the dead centre of a wheel.

This is a journey into inner space rather than outer space and to look for the dead centre in microcosm is the same as trying to look for the end of space in macrocosm.

And yes this points to the trinity, the 1, the defining opposite of 0, and the bit that separates them that is neither.

6 thoughts on “Why We Breathe ?!!

  1. Stilian12

    This world is not real, but we want it to be real, and this maybe is real, the desire to be real.
    When Real scores a goal every one forgets the decision of the side referee,
    who blows the whistle for an offside. Then every one for a second quits from a beautiful dream
    dreamt together in a chor.

    Aethero, that moment, between death and life or life and death intrigues my mind, because has a huge unncertainty within it. When this life is in the end other lives aren’t in the end, but a view is surely in the end and this is simply a view, a window of a big haus, that is veiled with the aging
    of man, for example that warming breath inside the room coating the only window from within, keeping realm , the cold winter, outside. This is survival, the instinct of the simplest animal. There are animals who jump and there are animals who have difficulties, but the realm of the river is the same.
    God inspires the people and music is composed, but that is a joint between waves and the point, four dimension and inner core. The beat is described in a moment that the later searches the first, desperately finds another level. Then driven by the soul searches the different levels so that nothing is the same. 01110000011 a binary code that can translate every thing, the musical notes too. And this translation cares about esthetics of breath and not the accumulation of a bunch of notes that serve only for the attraction of attention and nothing else.

    When life finishes one thing is for sure, the music keeps playin but i am not the one who hears it, somewhere i can be between the notes as a memory of another viewer that now likes to hear that same music and feel exactly how i have felt before. I would have wanted that man where myself but i can not garantee myself, so i will be real in the desires of the same person that can be gone forever, in the most distant dream of that terrible moment.

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  2. Æthero Post author

    Stilian bro ! Well said comparing the finish line of a given life to a view coming to an end ! When we change views in between lives we may not carry particular memories, but we do carry the DNA of our experience with us. You know how sometimes many many lives worth of experiences can be summed up in a simple feeling i.e. you see someone and feel you shouldn’t be involved with this person for no valid reason you can extract from your current life. So you see our thoughts and experiences are archived in this life through memories, but in other lives memories are (in turn) archived through subtle feelings that influence our likes, dislikes, choices, paths etc… When the candle of this life is blown, we become memories to those still alive, but in the moment of death we are lifted into a level where we see exactly why and how our life was merely an experiment and how those people we were with were actors in this experiments (how everything conspires to make this experiment real) because we cannot learn if we don’t feel the realness. Inside a dream you may be faced with danger that you have to fight, you will only fight so long as you believe the dream to be real, you will only learn how to use your techniques and discover your own powers when you fight ! At some point a higher power intervenes to tell you that its only a dream and then you surrender fighting and know you can change it all by the tip of your finger, you open your eyes and end of story. You can say, each life is a dream and we open our eyes in between lives to a reality that is much more home to us than the home we feel in our life.

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