These thoughts can be skimmed and forgotten - whether one enjoys or appreciates them or not.
What makes a difference is the soil into which they are received. How mindful is the reader of the true import of what is shared here? Not as fodder for a propaganda machine - but of our true nature and source? For beneath the defences is a story of love lost, of a disconnectedness at a primary level of our consciousness.
The transcendental nature of awakening is forever indescribable, but its fruits are its witness - and by discerning them do we grow less dense.
And our perspective shifts.
To seek to remedy the sickness with the mind that made the sickness is the kind of desperate attempt to re brand reality in ever more complex deceptions. There can be no peace or abiding fulfilment in deceptions - or fantasies brought forth to justify something that doesn't work and cannot work.
It isn't believing that is transformative - for the mind that operates as a separative reality can use any belief to suit its own interests.
Advertising is perpetually aimed at manipulating you via your beliefs - and in particular of a sense of personal insecurity or unvalidity.
To take the invitation of going into silence and letting Life Become in you, is a shortcut reality test to your own self acceptance. If in practice you uncover a can of worms - realize that such thought and emotion denied gentle release, are active beneath your radar 24/7.
Clinging onto the illusion of power is to be enslaved whilst believing oneself free. Yet to the mind that seeks to escape all true intimacy, such is the price willingly paid. We can recognize the mindset in our selves and starve it of nourishment. We can risk speaking the truth of our heart in trust that it knows how to give the form of its expression.
Now whether anyone likes it or not - we are in fundamental change of a nature that has one outcome and that is awakening to truth. A period of adjustment in market speak. And surprise surprise, as the worst of human intent and callousness is exposed on the main stage of the world.
Death seems to be an optional escape from unworkable impasse. Whether embraced in a will to unconsciousness or in hating and attacking our shadows in war.
The language that we have forgotten is one that speaks congruence of thought and mind and deed. But in a receptive, trusting stillness, the Movement of Being ill register with you - and you will know it by its fruits.
The self that lives by deceptions and masked presentations will not find anything but its own thoughts. But there is another way of looking at everything, and a mind is no more stuck than by its own carefully hidden wilfulness.
Please continue to post examples that invite a breaking through of a mindset of tyranny. For the love of that which Is shining gently upon itself - and yet will reintegrate all from a true foundation in place of a market for thought derivatives.