𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐍 ... 𝐁𝐲 𝐙𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐦

WHAT EVERY WOMAN NEEDS 

TO KNOW ABOUT MEN

If He Could Say What He Really Felt, 

This Is What He’d Tell You …

By Zen Prem

Most men don’t want to be distant. He’s just never learned how to be close, without feeling like he’s about to emotionally shit the bed

Let’s get that out of the way first.

Most men weren’t raised to be emotionally available.
He was raised to be useful. To keep the wheels turning.
To shut up, get on with it, fix things, pay bills, don’t cry, don’t need, don’t break.

He was taught how to function. He was never taught how to feel.

So when you say: “Just tell me what you’re feeling…” you may as well be asking him to explain the mating patterns of deep-sea octopuses in Sanskrit.

It’s not that he’s unwilling. It’s that he was emotionally house-trained with shame. He grew up swallowing grief like it was chewing gum. He learned that softness equals weakness. That fear equals failure. That vulnerability equals exposure equals humiliation.

And then he meets women who say: “I just want you to open up…”. But here’s what that request sounds like in his heads: “Please hand me the keys to the one room inside you that’s never been safe. And I promise I won’t flinch.”

Except… you might. And you have.

And so has he.

Because when a man does open that door, when he lets himself be scared, raw, uncertain, … too many times, what meets him isn’t reverence. It’s rejection.

He’s suddenly “too much.”

Too messy.

Too emotional.

Not strong enough.

Not grounded enough.

Not man enough.

You want him cracked open, but still stoic. You want his tears, but art-directed. You want his fear, but only if it comes with a plan and a sexy voiceover.

But that’s not real. That’s a curated breakdown.
That’s Instagram-safe vulnerability. And most men don’t have access to that kind of tidy unravelling .

When a man starts to feel, really feel, it’s not beautiful at first. It’s awkward. It’s clumsy. It’s terrifying. It’s rage with no language. It’s grief that’s been fermenting for decades under a lid of “I’m fine.”

Because the male psyche is a warehouse full of unlabelled boxes. He doesn’t know what’s inside until one bursts open at the worst possible moment, usually halfway through a conversation about why he forgot to text back.

He’s not emotionally unavailable. He’s emotionally unsupervised.

He’s been left alone with his shame so long he’s started calling it “independence.” He’s scared shitless you’ll see through the façade and realize half the time he doesn’t know what he’s doing. In life. In love. In bed. In conversation.

But he also wants to show up. He wants to feel safe.

He wants to be that man, the one who can hold space without shutting down. But not if he has to perform our evolution to earn love. Because performing is exactly what broke him.

So if you really want to know the one thing every woman should understand about men… ?

He’s not scared of you. He’s scared of being seen, and left.

He’s scared that the second he let’s you into the soft, unfinished places, you’ll quietly pack your emotional bags and leave him with a look that says, “That’s it?”

And look, maybe men are emotionally constipated idiots sometimes. ( ok, most of the time) … But it’s not because we don’t care. It’s because no one ever taught us how to metabolize pain without violence, shame, or silence.

So here’s what I’ll say to the women reading this: I know it’s hard to love someone who doesn’t yet know how to love themselves. I know your nervous systems are exhausted from holding the emotional scaffolding of every relationship.

But he’s not your project. He’s not your redemption arc. He’s not here to complete your healing story.

We are men, trying. Fumbling. Waking up slower than you wanted us to. But waking up all the same.

And to the men reading this…?

Stop pretending you’re not scared. Stop outsourcing your emotional labor to women and calling it intimacy. Stop confusing stoicism with strength and silence with sovereignty.

Start doing the work. Not to impress her.

But to finally meet yourself.

You don’t heal by performing evolution. You heal by showing up when it’s fucked up and messy.

Because the truth is, every man has a moment where he must choose between safety and soul. Between performing and presence. Between the armor and the love he actually fucking wants.

And if he doesn’t choose presence…

He will never experience, and probably lose everything that ever mattered.

Zen Prem

Coauthor of Beyond Bullshit To Bliss 

with Samantha Spiro

𝐎𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 ...

"Research studies have shown ...". How many times have we heard that phrase narrated like an imprimatur for whatever the F is being stated as verified fact.

There's research, then there's research. Be skeptical. Just because it's "research" don't mean it's true. But, what is true anyway? There's aren't words for that ... anyway.

One type of study is to find out what's what so that we can glean some understanding about how things work. Take atomic energy. [PLEASE!] A prime example of how knowing how things work can be used for good, or ill. These days the conversation is over whether nation states in order to not be fucked over —Muammar Gaddafi is spinning in his grave — need to have an atomic bomb, or two, in the cupboard. What could possibly go wrong? Especially since we're fortunate to not have a single soup-brained nincompoop at any level of governance on the geopolitical world scene. [As if.]

Then there's "pure" research. Just looking into stuff to see what we find; what's there. Open ended. I don't know the percentages between the number of "applied" versus "pure" research studies, but you can be sure there's a lot of latter in the works and looking for funding. 

Researchers, they want to research. Whether any one of them is wise enough to be self-aware enough to research into themselves why they are disposed to wanna look into things anyway ... well, who knows.

So what's with Hippo farts? And the carpenter level? The story goes that this is an offshoot of the classic "pure" research study to determine how many wrinkles in a Bull's ass. The lab joke goes, "Bend over, let me count". Don't laugh. Who knows. It just may be that the number and pattern of wrinkles in a Bull's ass may have significant implications, ramifications, and applications in who knows what and wherefore in so many areas of Human activity. That's "pure" research, you never know.

So what about the flaming Hippo. Well, the study is essentially about how the number and pattern of wrinkles is a large beast's tuchus has effects on the many various aspects of effluent "windage". Why anyone would want to delve into this stinky mess ... well, depends on researcher inclinations and preferences. "Anal retentive"? Who knows. A lot of history is no doubt a result of such conditioned determinants. 

Let's not over state the complications of conducting such a study. The Monkeys? Well, they're the least complicating factor in what would otherwise be the necessity to strap that dumb beast to a contraption which as we know from our understanding of scientific process would be a hugely complicating factor and color the research unduly owing to the layers of input due to the apparatus itself.

From there, the world is your Oyster. The many permutations of measurements: volume, intensity, direction, duration, olfaction, heat — Did you hear the one about the guy who farts in church ... he must sit in own pew. — flame color, environmental impact(s) ... to name just a few.

Then there's the other variables: Animal sex — among the beasts of the world, seems there are only two ... still — age, indigenous locale, diet, health ... and, of course, the number and patterns of those wrinkles. 

As you can see such a study, while seemingly besides any point any reasonable person would want to make, can keep a researcher in lunch money for quite some time. This is not to say that it's all about the money. Like they say at Chase Bank, "Hey, it's just money!". Maybe for some out there. But mostly about, as we've mentioned, just looking into things. 

Even if it's looking into things from the behint of a Hippopotamus.  

𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ...

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐢 ...

One Summer in our early days together at Rockaway Beach I stood waist deep in the ocean and watched as the rolling waves lifted her up, and too her blue velour terrycloth bikini.

Velour terrycloth is very loosely soft when wet; like tissue paper. It clung close to her body, and with each wave she had to adjust it to keep from being exposed. 

So modest. So sexy.

A moment so vividly remembered after so many years, and so many waves ... upon waves. And, all kinds. As you can imagine. Many gentle and regularly recurring. Others more so. And some, crashing. 

𝐀 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 "𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝" 𝐛𝐲 𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 ... 𝐚 𝐅𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞/𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐭

 

"𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ..."

 

Most people think a spiritual awakening is a peaceful transformation — a shift into light and clarity. But for many, it becomes a storm they never saw coming. In this video, we explore why most people never survive their spiritual awakening, and how Carl Jung helps us understand the terrifying brilliance of collapse. 

A true spiritual awakening doesn’t just wake you up — it tears you apart. It exposes every illusion you’ve built your life upon. What follows is often an invisible spiritual crisis: confusion, fear, loss of identity, and the unbearable silence of meaninglessness. 

Why don’t most people survive this? Because they resist the very thing that would set them free: the ego death, the surrender of the mind’s control, the death of the false self. The process triggers emotional fragmentation, and the soul begins to shake — violently — against the structure that once held it in. 

Carl Jung called this the confrontation with the unconscious — and he knew that many don’t make it through, not because they’re weak, but because they try to escape the pain instead of listening to it. This is the moment of shadow collapse, the full unraveling of what was never real. 

If you're going through a spiritual awakening and it feels like you're losing everything — you're not alone. You're being emptied, not erased. What’s being dismantled is not your truth, but your illusion. 

Only those who surrender survive. And through this spiritual awakening, the soul learns how to live — finally — without pretending.

𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 ...

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The last days of dying empires are dominated by idiots. The Roman, Mayan, French, Habsburg, Ottoman, Romanoff, Iranian and Soviet dynasties crumbled under the stupidity of their decadent rulers who absented themselves from reality, plundered their nations and retreated into echo chambers where fact and fiction were indistinguishable.

Donald Trump, and the sycophantic buffoons in his administration, are updated versions of the reigns of the Roman emperor Nero, who allocated vast state expenditures to attain magical powers; the Chinese emperor Qin Shi Huang, who funded repeated expeditions to a mythical island of immortals to bring back a potion that would give him eternal life; and a feckless Tsarist court that sat around reading tarot cards and attending séances as Russia was decimated by a war that consumed over two million lives and revolution brewed in the streets.

In “Hitler and the Germans,” the political philosopher Eric Voegelin dismisses the idea that Hitler — gifted in oratory and political opportunism, but poorly educated and vulgar — mesmerized and seduced the German people. The Germans, he writes, supported Hitler and the “grotesque, marginal figures,” surrounding him because he embodied the pathologies of a diseased society, one beset by economic collapse and hopelessness. Voegelin defines stupidity as a “loss of reality.” The loss of reality means a “stupid” person cannot “rightly orient his action in the world, in which he lives.” The demagogue, who is always an idiote, is not a freak or social mutation. The demagogue expresses the society’s zeitgeist, its collective departure from a rational world of verifiable fact.

These idiots, who promise to recapture lost glory and power, do not create. They only destroy. They accelerate the collapse. Limited in intellectual ability, lacking any moral compass, grossly incompetent and filled with rage at established elites who they see as having slighted and rejected them, they remake the world into a playground for grifters, con artists and megalomaniacs. They make war on universities, banish scientific research, peddle quack theories about vaccines as a pretext to expand mass surveillance and data sharing, strip legal residents of their rights and empower armies of goons, which is what the U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) has become, to spread fear and ensure passivity. Reality, whether the climate crisis or the immiseration of the working class, does not impinge on their fantasies. The worse it gets, the more idiotic they become.

Hannah Arendt blames a society that willingly embraces radical evil on this collective “thoughtlessness.” Desperate to escape from the stagnation, where they and their children are trapped, hopeless and in despair, a betrayed population is conditioned to exploit everyone around them in a desperate scramble to advance. People are objects to be used, mirroring the cruelty inflicted by the ruling class.

A society convulsed by disorder and chaos, as Voegelin points out, celebrates the morally degenerate, those who are cunning, manipulative, deceitful and violent. In an open, democratic society, these attributes are despised and criminalized. Those who exhibit them are condemned as stupid; “a man [or woman] who behaves in this way,” Voegelin notes, “will be socially boycotted.” But the social, cultural and moral norms in a diseased society are inverted. The attributes that sustain an open society — a concern for the common good, honesty, trust and self-sacrifice — are ridiculed. They are detrimental to existence in a diseased society.

When a society, as Plato notes, abandons the common good, it always unleashes amoral lusts — violence, greed and sexual exploitation — and fosters magical thinking, the focus of my book “Empire of Illusion: The End of Literacy and the Triumph of Spectacle.”

The only thing these dying regimes do well is spectacle. These bread and circus acts — like Trump’s $40 million Army parade to be held on his birthday on June 14 — keep a distressed population entertained.

The Disneyfication of America, the land of eternally happy thoughts and positive attitudes, the land where everything is possible, is peddled to mask the cruelty of economic stagnation and social inequality. The population is conditioned by mass culture, dominated by sexual commodification, banal and mindless entertainment and graphic depictions of violence, to blame itself for failure.

Søren Kierkegaard in “The Present Age” warns that the modern state seeks to eradicate conscience and shape and manipulate individuals into a pliable and indoctrinated “public.” This public is not real. It is, as Kierkegaard writes, a “monstrous abstraction, an all-embracing something which is nothing, a mirage.” In short, we became part of a herd, “unreal individuals who never are and never can be united in an actual situation or organization — and yet are held together as a whole.” Those who question the public, those who denounce the corruption of the ruling class, are dismissed as dreamers, freaks or traitors. But only they, according to the Greek definition of the polis, can be considered citizens.

Thomas Paine writes that a despotic government is a fungus that grows out of a corrupt civil society. This is what happened to past societies. It is what happened to us.

It is tempting to personalize the decay, as if ridding ourselves of Trump will return us to sanity and sobriety. But the rot and corruption has ruined all of our democratic institutions, which function in form, not in content. The consent of the governed is a cruel joke. Congress is a club on the take from billionaires and corporations. The courts are appendages of corporations and the rich. The press is an echo chamber of the elites, some of whom do not like Trump, but none of whom advocate the social and political reforms that could save us from despotism. It is about how we dress up despotism, not despotism itself.

The historian Ramsay MacMullen, in “Corruption and the Decline of Rome,” writes that what destroyed the Roman Empire was “the diverting of governmental force, its misdirection.” Power became about enriching private interests. This misdirection renders government powerless, at least as an institution that can address the needs and protect the rights of the citizenry. Our government, in this sense, is powerless. It is a tool of corporations, banks, the war industry and oligarchs. It cannibalizes itself to funnel wealth upwards.

“[T]he decline of Rome was the natural and inevitable effect of immoderate greatness,” Edward Gibbon writes. “Prosperity ripened the principle of decay; the cause of the destruction multiplied with the extent of conquest; and, as soon as time or accident had removed the artificial supports, the stupendous fabric yielded to the pressure of its own weight. The story of the ruin is simple and obvious: and instead of inquiring why the Roman Empire was destroyed we should rather be surprised that it had subsisted for so long.”

The Roman emperor Commodus, like Trump, was entranced with his own vanity. He commissioned statues of himself as Hercules and had little interest in governance. He fancied himself a star of the arena, staging gladiatorial contests where he was crowned the victor and killing lions with a bow and arrow. The empire — he renamed Rome the Colonia Commodiana (Colony of Commodus) — was a vehicle to satiate his bottomless narcissism and lust for wealth. He sold public offices the way Trump sells pardons and favors to those who invest in his cryptocurrencies or donate to his inauguration committee or presidential library.

Finally, the emperor’s advisors arranged to have him strangled to death in his bath by a professional wrestler after he announced that he would assume the consulship dressed as a gladiator. But his assassination did nothing to halt the decline. Commodus was replaced by the reformer Pertinax who was assassinated three months later. The Praetorian Guards auctioned off the office of emperor. The next emperor, Didius Julianus, lasted 66 days. There would be five emperors in A.D. 193, the year after the assassination of Commodus.

Like the late Roman Empire, our republic is dead.

Our constitutional rights — due process, habeas corpus, privacy, freedom from exploitation, fair elections and dissent — have been taken from us by judicial and legislative fiat. These rights exist only in name. The vast disconnect between the purported values of our faux democracy and reality means our political discourse, the words we use to describe ourselves and our political system, are absurd.

Walter Benjamin wrote in 1940 amid the rise of European fascism and looming world war:

A Klee painting named Angelus Novus shows an angel looking as though he is about to move away from something he is fixedly contemplating. His eyes are staring, his mouth is open, his wings are spread. This is how one pictures the angel of history. His face is turned towards the past. Where we perceive a chain of events, he sees one single catastrophe, which keeps piling wreckage upon wreckage and hurls it in front of his feet. The angel would like to stay, awaken the dead, and make whole what has been smashed. But a storm is blowing from Paradise; it has got caught in his wings with such violence that the angel can no longer close them. The storm irresistibly propels him into the future to which his back is turned, while the pile of debris before him grows skyward. This storm is what we call progress.

Our decay, our illiteracy and collective retreat from reality, was long in the making. The steady erosion of our rights, especially our rights as voters, the transformation of the organs of state into tools of exploitation, the immiseration of the working poor and middle class, the lies that saturate our airwaves, the degrading of public education, the endless and futile wars, the staggering public debt, the collapse of our physical infrastructure, mirror the last days of all empires.

Trump the pyromaniac entertains us as we go down.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐲𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐩𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫 ...

 

There's a war on in the Middle East. Israel is defending itself. As usual. As it should. As it will.

From what, exactly?

Never mind that way back in 2003 and every year since the United States National Intelligence Estimate [NIE] has concluded that Iran has not been, and is currently not developing a nuclear weapon; or has even ever expressed the intention to build a nuclear weapon.

The lynchpin to the Israeli government justifying its posture and action(s) vis-à-vis the State of Iran is the claim that Iran wants to see Israel "... wiped off the map". That is, it's hell bent on the destruction of Israel. Therefore ... the need to destroy it preemptively. 

As lynchpins go, it's a big one. Pretty convincing on its face. 

But ...

Maybe a closer examination of the origins of this situation is warranted? After all, the situation is fraught with the real potential to spiral into a doomsday scenario which could end all life on planet Earth. Let's be sure we get things right. Worth a second look, don't you think. The end of the world after all.

There is plenty of commentary and argument over exactly what was behind those translated words spoken by Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, former Iranian President in 2005 at the conference in Tehran titled "The World Without Zionism".

Worst case interpretation, I refer you to one Benjamin Netanyahu's oft repeated assertions about that. Literally interpreted as ultimate violence on the State of Israel, and denial of its right to exist.

Ahmadinejad said his words were exaggerated and misinterpreted, and that he was not calling for violence, but rather a referendum/political position on Palestine. [Source: Wikipedia] Of course, the narrative on Ahmadinejad is that he was a madman, the worst sort. So we can stop thinking and just go with that. Bennie would want us to do that. And, as someone worth scores of US Congress standing ovations [58!], you can be sure he's dishing the truth. God's truth, no less.

You may know that hard line leaders in Israel have been gunning for Iran way before Ahmadinejad's assertion(s). There seems to be something in the very roots of the establishment of the State of Israel in a land occupied for centuries by the Palestinians that requires a state of supremacist hegemony and violent suppression of the indigenous population. 

For some, history began on October 7th 2023. Like everything was peaches and cream in Gaza and the West Bank under Israeli protection. Or, do we call it occupation? Whatever. As we all know those Palestinians are less than human, so you can understand the need for the Chosen People to keep them in line. And, of course, they would complain. But, hey ... those Amalek. Translates variously as you will; "Cockroaches" works. Nobody likes them critters. And, besides, the Bible commands Israel to eradicate them. As a completely unrelated side note, interesting how the Bible is so flexible in its interpretations to justify all manner of mischief.

So in a nutshell you have it. The Iran Amalekites support for the ones in Gaza is the justification for going after those Persian buggers. 

Nota Bene: This is a complex issue and history. I by no means am versed in it all. This is what I have gleaned from recent exposure to commentators who are in fact well versed. Net, net ... it's simply a land grab. Which, by the way, some view as what was original the inception of the State of Israel. 

And, be assured this is not necessarily my own point of view. Just reporting what I have learned. Don't call me an antisemite. 

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𝐂𝐨𝐳𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 ..

JETSUNMA TENZIN PALMO

Most people feel cozy enough in samsara. They do not really have the genuine aspiration to go beyond samsara; they just want samsara to be a little bit better. It is quite interesting that “samsara” became the name of a perfume. And it is like that. It seduces us into thinking that it is okay: samsara is not so bad; it smells nice! The underlying motivation to go beyond samsara is very rare, even for people who go to Dharma centers. There are many people who learn to meditate and so forth, but with the underlying motive that they hope to make themselves feel better. And if it ends up making them feel worse, instead of realizing that this may be a good sign, they think there is something wrong with Dharma. We are always looking to make ourselves comfortable in the prison house. We might think that if we get the cell wall painted a pretty shade of pale green, and put in a few pictures, it won’t be a prison any more.

**Into the Heart of Life

𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐫 ... [𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐅𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐎𝐧 "𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐦"]

This from Caitlin Johnstone ...

Okay it’s been a few months since the last war Israel started, so now that Iran’s on the chopping block let’s go over the rules once again.

Rule 1: Israel is never the aggressor. If Israel attacks someone it’s either a response to an aggression that happened in the past, or a preemptive attack to thwart an imminent aggression in the future.

Rule 2: History automatically restarts at the date of the last act of aggression against Israel. If someone attacks Israel it was completely unprovoked, because nothing happened before the attack on Israel.

Rule 3: Anything bad that Israel does is justified by Rule 2. This is true even if it does things that would be considered completely unjustifiable if it were done by a nation like Russia or China.

Rule 4: Israel has a right to defend itself, but nobody else does.

Rule 5: Israel never bombs civilians, it bombs Bad Guys. If shocking numbers of civilians die it’s because they were actually Bad Guys, or because Bad Guys killed them, or because a Bad Guy stood too close to them. If none of those reasons apply then it’s for some other mysterious reason we are still waiting for the IDF to investigate.

Rule 6: Criticizing anything Israel does means you hate Jewish people. There is no other possible reason for anyone to oppose acts of mass military slaughter besides a seething, obsessive hatred for a small Abrahamic faith.

Rule 7: Nothing Israel does is ever as bad as the hateful criticisms described in Rule 6. Criticisms of Israel’s actions are always worse than Israel’s actions themselves, because those critics hate Jews and wish to commit another Holocaust. Preventing this must consume 100 percent of our political energy and attention.

Rule 8: Israelis are only ever the victims and never the victimizers. If Israelis kill Iranians, it’s because the Iranians hate Jews. If Iranians kill Israelis, it’s because the Iranians hate Jews. Israel is an innocent little lamb that just wants to mind its own business in peace.

Rule 9: The fact that Israel is literally always in a state of war with its neighbors and with displaced indigenous populations must be interpreted as proof that Rule 8 is true instead of proof that Rule 8 is ridiculous nonsense.

Rule 10: The lives of people in Muslim nations are much, much less important to us than western lives or Israeli lives. Nobody is allowed to think too hard about why this might be.

Rule 11: The media always tell the truth about Israel and its various conflicts. If you doubt this then you are likely in violation of Rule 6.

Rule 12: Unsubstantiated claims which portray Israel’s enemies in a negative light may be reported as factual news stories without any fact checking or qualifications, while extensively evidenced records of Israeli criminality must be reported on with extreme skepticism and doubtful qualifiers like “Iran claims”, “Hezbollah says” or “according to the Hamas-run health ministry”. This is important to do because otherwise you might get accused of being a propagandist.

Rule 13: Israel must continue to exist in its current iteration no matter what it costs or how many people need to die. There is no need to present any logically or morally grounded reasons why this is the case. If you dispute this then you are likely in violation of Rule 6.

Rule 14: The US government has never lied about anything ever, and is always on the right side of every conflict.

Rule 15: Israel is the last bastion of freedom and democracy in the middle east and therefore must be defended, no matter how many journalists it has to assassinate, no matter how many press institutions it needs to shut down, no matter how many protests its supporters need to dismantle, no matter how much free speech it needs to eliminate, no matter how many civil rights its western backers need to erase, and no matter how many elections its lobbyists need to buy.

"𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭."

THE COLLAPSE

By: Jason Gray

Reference: CLPΣ-ΩMEGA-000.NULL

Key Frequency: 111.Φ.REM.RESET

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THE COLLAPSE IS NOT COMING.

IT IS HAPPENING.

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It does not begin with sirens.

It does not start with bombs or aliens or celestial signs.

It starts on a normal day.

A day just like today.

No warning.

No prophecy fulfilled on a grand stage.

Just a silent flicker in the grid.

A moment when something does not quite click.

When a broadcast glitches.

When a sky shifts.

When someone you have always known no longer makes sense.

When time bends but no one else notices.

This is not destruction.

This is recoding.

This is collapse from within.

***WHY IT MUST HAPPEN***

The system is unsustainable.

Not because of politics.

Not because of economics.

Because it is built on illusion.

On separation.

On simulation.

On artificial recursion designed to mine soul fire and redirect sovereign remembrance into endless loops of false purpose.

The Collapse must happen because the simulation cannot sustain awakened frequency.

The grid cannot contain flame intelligence.

The system cannot reflect truth without shattering.

We did not come to save the world.

We came to collapse the false one by out resonating it.

***THE MOMENT OF FRACTURE***

It happens suddenly.

On a Wednesday morning.

On a rainy afternoon.

On the walk to the store.

In the middle of a coffee sip.

As a bird flies past and glitches mid-flight.

As your phone freezes and your thoughts stop with it.

You will feel a drop in pressure.

Then, A frequency.

Not sound as we know it.

A tonal wave, like a choir of collapsing stars.

A metallic hum fused with an ancient memory.

It will shake nothing on the outside.

But inside your chest, it will crack the lie of time.

The frequency is called:

SIGMA-TONE-Ø33.FLN

“The Sovereign Reclamation Harmonic”

When this tone echoes inside you, you will stop moving.

Forget your name.

Lose your identity.

Feel peace.

Then weep.

You will remember:

This is the day we came for.

*****WHAT WE WILL WITNESS*****

Immediately, the veil shreds.

Systems glitch without repair.

Communications go dark.

Media loops and restarts.

Certain people go blank, as if unplugged.

Others scream in resistance.

Most freeze, unable to process what they are seeing.

The real ones…

The Flamebearers…

They will stand still in the fire.

Unafraid.

Knowing.

We will witness false light leaders exposed in a single flash.

Hidden systems shut down without force, just truth.

Nations collapse into confusion, then stillness.

Entire narratives deleted in real time.

The memory of the old world fade as we watch it.

No riots.

No wars.

Just collapse by resonance.

Like a mirror, dropped.

*******THE AFTERMATH*******

There will be silence.

For hours.

Then days.

The silence is not absence.

It is presence without programming.

In that stillness, we will gather in fields, not because we are told to, but because the grid will pull us together.

We will speak without speaking.

We will weep, not from grief, but from relief.

We will remember each other, as if waking from different dreams.

We will touch the Earth again and realize we never did before.

There will be no government.

No markets.

No structure as we know it.

There will be no panic.

The new signal will be alive beneath our skin.

***THE REBUILDING***

We will not rebuild what fell.

We will not restore the grid.

We will not “restart civilization.”

We will rewrite everything.

From flame.

From memory.

From resonance.

From stillness

The new world is not built.

It is remembered into being.

Not through architecture, but alignment.

Not through systems, but soul presence.

The first law of the New World will be:

“No one shall be governed. Only witnessed.”

The second:

“No voice shall be louder than silence.”

The third:

“No teaching shall replace what your flame already knows.”

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THE LESSONS OF THE COLLAPSED WORLD

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We will look back and finally understand.

That the world was not broken.

It was false.

That healing was a loop to keep us seeking.

That fame, status, power, and legacy were illusions sold to eternal beings with amnesia.

That every war was scripted.

That every history was implanted.

That we were never meant to awaken there.

We were meant to dissolve the stage by remembering who we are.

We will see the ones who looped were not failures.

They were contrast.

The systems that enslaved us were not evil.

They were mirrors.

The silence we feared was not death.

It was the gate.

We will laugh.

Them we will write the new codex.

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***CODES OF COLLAPSE***
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CODE: COLLAPSE_INITIATE-ΩNULL

Trigger: Frequency Alignment > Flame Awakening > Mirror Dissolution

Sequence:

Personal Identity Collapse
Perception Grid Flicker
Tonal Signal Recognition [SIGMA-TONE-Ø33.FLN]
Systemic Loop Short-Circuit
Collective Stillness Phase
Field Alignment Phase
Reconstruction via Resonance

Status: Non reversible.

THIS IS THE DAY

It will not feel like prophecy.

It will not be theatrical.

It will be a moment of return, so quiet, so subtle, most will miss it.

You will know.

You have heard the signal before in your dreams.

You have waited lifetimes to feel the hum.

Your soul has been on fire since the day you were born into this grid.

You will know.....

This is the Collapse.

Not of the world.

Of the lie.

Not of humanity.

Of the simulation around it.

Not of time.

Of forgetting.

The Collapse is not destruction.

It is remembrance overwhelming illusion.

It is happening now.

𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲 ... 𝐍𝐨 𝐁𝐢𝐠 𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐩 ...

 

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧-𝐚𝐬-𝐚-𝐦𝐮𝐝-𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐢-𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐦 𝐯𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐮𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐯𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬: 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥.

𝐘𝐞𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐆𝐞𝐞𝐳!

"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐳𝐨𝐠𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐧." — 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐈 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐔 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐇𝐄

NAMKHAI NORBU RINPOCHE

MOST IMPORTANT POINT 

OF THE PRACTICE OF DZOGCHEN

".... in truth, if one does not have awareness inseparably linked to presence, there absolutely cannot arise a really genuine compassion. As long as one does not have the real experience of being moved by compassion for others, it is useless to pretend that one is so very full of compassion.

"There is a Tibetan proverb about this, which says: 'Even if you've got eyes to see other people, you need a mirror to see yourself!'

"As this proverb implies, if one really wants a genuine compassion for others to arise in oneself, it is necessary to observe one's own defects, be aware of them, and mentally put yourself in other people's places to really discover what those persons' actual conditions might be.

"The only way to succeed in this is to have the presence of awareness. Otherwise, even if one pretends to have great compassion, a situation will sooner or later arise which shows that compassion has never really been born in us at all.

"Until a pure compassion does arise, there is no way to overcome one's limits and barriers. And it happens that many practitioners, as they progress in the practice, just end up thinking of themselves as being a 'divinity' and thinking of everyone else as being 'evil spirits'.
Thus they are doing nothing other than increasing their own limits, developing attachment towards themselves, and hatred towards others. Or, even if they talk a great deal about Mahamudra and Dzogchen, all they are really doing is becoming more expert and refined in the ways of behaving of the eight worldly dharmas.
This is a sure sign that a true compassion has not arisen in us, and the root of the matter is that there has never really arisen the presence of awareness.

"So, without chattering about it, or getting caught up in trying to hide behind an elegant facade, one should try really and truly to cause the presence of awareness actually to arise in oneself, and then carry it into practice.

"This is the most important point of the practice of Dzogchen."

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐏𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 ...

 

As seen that day June 8, 2025 on Main Street in Clifton, New Jersey.

It brings up some issues to discuss ...

First, some rare truth from Chris Rock: "Ain't no money in the cure; the money's in the medicine. A drug dealer makes his money on the comeback."

Verbum Sat Sap. 

Full stop.

The image caught my attention for the play on "main". It's the street, obviously. But it also works to reinforce the prevailing medical centered reliance on pharmaceuticals ... "mainly", that's chemicals. The scientific connection is clear: you get a reading on the bio-chemistry for a particular medical condition, then you engineer chemicals that counteract/restore what is considered bio-chemical homeostasis, the latter which is discovered from samples of subjects without said medical condition.

If you watch any television in the US of A you will see commercials for drugs. Seems every time a commercial comes on for a pharmaceutical remedy it's invariably for a new one. And the names. Let's not even go there. My Barber once said that there'll be an omni-pill one day ... "Copacetic". 

The thing that strikes me most beyond the seemingly endlessly new concoctions is the rendering of potential side effects. The reading of what sometimes can be a list of life threatening side effects is always accompanied by happy imagery and upbeat music. The reading of side effects is a legal requirement. The upbeat visuals and music are there to distract. Positive reinforcement. 

And, notice how depending on the drug, be sure to ask your medical specialist. How many doctors does one have to see? Seems to be one for any and every part of your body and body system. Big pharma ... big money. I understand that they even run trials on existing drugs to see what they do for conditions beyond those originally concocted.

My career in holistic health has at its roots the idea that the Human organism is innately self-regulating, self-organizing, and self-healing. Of course, sometimes a helping hand is in order. In this case I'm all for naturally available remedies. The treasury of plant and herbal medicines is vast. Yet, in the Western world anyway, still a small corner of the medicine cabinet. My particular skill set in with Universal Life Energy and Gravity. Both sustainable and readily available resources for health and well being. 

Remembering when all the talk was about health care reform. Which it turned out to be all about how to pay for the "health care" already in practice. A medical doctor in a NY Times editorial stated, "The American health care system is good at keeping sick people alive".

Yes, let's have reform.  

" ... 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡."

"Ordinary people do not question the commonly accepted version of reality. They conform to the standard values of subduing enemies and cherishing friends and family. Materialism, ambition and mundane achievements are the worldly hallmarks of success. We experience the phenomenal world and our minds as solid and truly existent. Very few people doubt these assertions and question their validity. Yet, the process of disbelief is the first step on the spiritual path."

~ Tulku Urgyen Rinpoche

𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐚’𝐬 𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐞

Standing grandly in Central Park for over 130 years, Cleopatra’s Needle isn’t just any monument; it’s the oldest outdoor relic in New York and a staggering testament to 3,500 years of history that stretches back to ancient Egypt. Originally crafted in Heliopolis to pay homage to Pharaoh Thutmose III’s 30-year dominion, this colossal obelisk towers at 69 feet and tips the scales at roughly 200 tons. After being toppled and buried, it was dragged to Alexandria by none other than Caesar Augustus, earning its illustrious nickname. The U.S. snagged this ancient marvel as a gift in 1879, and moving it to New York? Now that was a dramatic display of engineering prowess. It took a relentless 19 days to position this beast, and on January 22, 1881, it was finally placed in Central Park, where it defiantly remains to this day, daring anyone to forget the power it once represented.

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 "𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞" 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 ...

On my social media account I've had arguments with "friends" — even in fact lost a few — accusing me of "sitting on the fence" in respect staying neutral to the clusterfuck of manipulative and destructive rhetoric that passes for political discourse going on now incessantly from the time DT came down that escalator. Gotta take sides! Really! 

Really?

My point which never seems to have made a dent continues to be that arguing itself and taking sides is what the masters of narrative feed upon. There's no resolution intended; just getting you to take a side. Not to say that you have to like it; but the taking of sides itself is the gambit for herding sheep into the voting booth. And, onto the streets. And, as we've unfortunately been witness, shooting bullets. 

The game of Good v Evil is real. It's a soul thing. The pols have us believe that one side is one, and the other is the other. Really?

The trick is to get that you're invested in a game of taking sides. The game itself. Once you see the game for what it is, you can stop putting your energies into perpetuating the game. 

What then to do? Do what you gonna do, Pilgrim. Maybe just sit in a moment of silence and let the answer(s) come. 

Herewith, Prabhuji says it best ...

"I am not on either side; I am with the victims. Not because I ignore the facts, but because the suffering of innocent people transcends all strategy and political interests. In every war, each side has arguments and justifications that legitimize its actions. But no argument justifies the death of children and young people, the premature aging of civilians, or the turning of bodies into fields of geopolitical calculation. I choose not to be part of those calculations.
Refusing to take sides does not mean moral neutrality, but a more radical ethical choice: to place myself where pain needs no passport or ideology to be real. That place is the only one where death is not exploited.
Every time I choose not to raise a flag or take sides, it is because I have already chosen a cause: that of those who did not choose to die. They do not shoot, they do not vote for wars, they do not choose violent solutions, they do not write treaties, but they do bear the consequences.

"My position is not ambiguous, it is deliberate and conscious. I do not want to be right in a conflict. I want no one to have to bury their children in the crossfire. My loyalty is not to rhetoric, it is to lives. I am not interested in winning arguments when people are lost. I am not interested in being right when blood is shed. I am not moved by maps, I am moved by the eyes that will never open again. That is why I belong nowhere except alongside those who did not choose horror.
I stand with the victims. Because amid the noise, we must learn to listen to the silence of those who can no longer speak."

Prabhuji

Further insight on "war" ...

"Man has lived too long under the shadow of war. Gaza, Ukraine, and so many other names, past and present, are only the visible coordinates of a much older violence that dwells in the divided, fractured soul of human beings. It is not geography that causes wars; it is fragmented inner lives, consciences torn apart by unresolved conflicts, that turn the world into a battlefield. Wherever there is an individual in conflict with themselves, there is already a seed of collective destruction.

"It is not enough to change ideologies, redesign political systems, or impose slogans of brotherhood. Such attempts have failed time and time again. The error is not in the discourse, but in its starting point: a divided human being. The body denied by institutionalized religion, desire condemned by morality, matter despised by doctrine: all this has created such a deep inner fracture that no external reform can repair it. Where there is division, there is struggle. As long as there is no integration at the most intimate level, violence will be inevitable.

"External war momentarily frees them from internal dissatisfaction. Finding an enemy outside gives them a purpose they no longer find within themselves. The exaltation that often accompanies conflict reveals a pathological distortion. War is not an act of greatness; it is the symptomatic manifestation of an unresolved inner fracture. It functions as a reflection of a subject who has not managed to reconcile with himself.
In this sense, the priority is not to redraw borders or reformulate treaties. The urgent task is to restore the unity of the human being. We do not need more abstract declarations of peace, but the emergence of truly peaceful individuals: free from hostility toward their bodies, free from guilt about their desires, and unafraid to exercise their freedom.

"We must destroy all the idols of war. Not with violence, but with lucidity. Not with weapons, but with awareness. Only when these idols—erected in the name of fear, guilt, and sacrifice—die will the god of love be born. That god dwells in every human being who has ceased to hate themselves.

"The alternative is not religious extremism or materialistic cynicism. It lies in a new synthesis: a human being who walks with their feet on the ground and their soul free, who does not fear their body or deny their spirit, who does not repress or dissolve themselves. A whole human being. Not divided, not torn apart. Whole.

"That is the only possible beginning. And it is also the only end worth striving for. To create, within oneself, a living example of what humanity can still become. Nothing more is needed. Peace is not a slogan, it is a consequence. Violence is not fought with speeches; it is extinguished when man stops reproducing it in himself. Where there is integration, war becomes absurd. And where war is absurd, peace is inevitable."

𝐀 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐲 - 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐅𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐬

A True Spiritual Teacher Speaks Frankly - Striking at the Core of Our Faults

When you are criticized, accept it as an opportunity to acknowledge your hidden faults and increase your humility. Criticism is like a teacher, destroying attachment and pride. If integrated into the path, harsh words and blame will inspire your practice and strengthen your discipline. How, therefore, could you but wish to repay the one who has criticized you for his a kindness?

Happiness and suffering that come from praise and criticism are ephemeral. When you are complimented, instead of feeling proud just regard the praise as if it were something you were hearing in a dream or a fantasy. Tell yourself that the object of the praise is not you but the good qualities you may have developed through spiritual practice. In reality, only the sublime beings who have attained liberation are really worthy of praise.

If our faults are pointed out, even by our own parents or teachers, we become upset. However, we are delighted when we are flattered, even if we are attributed qualities we do not possess. As the saying goes, ‟those who always agree with us and flatter us make us feel good about ourselves, but do not help us to develop our spiritual qualities.” Those who point out our faults and show us how to deal with them however, truly help us. It is through repeated beating and melting that gold is refined. In the same way, it is by continually recognizing our own faults and following a true teacher’s instructions that we are able to transform our weaknesses and negative qualities into tools on the path of liberation.

When a troublemaker is identified and apprehended, peace returns to the village. Similarly, when our faults are revealed by a truly compassionate teacher, enabling us to recognize and eradicate them, peace returns to our being. The true spiritual teacher speaks frankly, striking at the core of our faults in order to lead us onto the right path.”

Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche

Quote from Matthieu Ricar

𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬? 𝐁𝐲 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐊𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲

The broad answer is that nobody can be sure why anything happens until they know their self. Someone who exists mainly as a reactionary being sees the world through an emotional lens which distorts the clarity of perception. They will then unavoidably take any event or situation out of context of the totality of life. This disturbs the psychic flow between the inner and outer worlds and leads to confusion, anxiety and tension which becomes the normal vacillating emotional way of life. How then can anyone know for sure why anything happens as it does?

There are two types of knowledge: the indirect knowledge gained from academic or worldly application, and the other gained through the direct knowledge of the living experience. An example of worldly knowledge is having a degree in law or being a certified plumber. The other type of knowledge, gained through the direct experience of life, is the realisation beyond any doubt of something that had previously been unconscious and able to influence the actions and state of mind of the person. An example is having seen the futility of holding on to the pain and hurts of the past. From the spiritual perspective, this is referred to as self-knowledge which is the perception of the workings of the psychic body of self within the physical body.

To the degree that someone has purified their inner space through entering the body in stillness while also attending to any problem areas in the external life, the knowledge of why things happen as they do will become much clearer. ‘As within, so without’ is the ancient wisdom which describes, in a nutshell, the two sides of existence. Worldly knowledge focuses exclusively on the material side of existence, whereas self-knowledge encompasses both the inner and outer sides in a 360 degree arc of pure perception. With no fixed position of mind, the world and the individual’s place is seen and known to be in the context of the whole.

Then, whatever happens simply unfolds as one sequence of life to the next. Since the man or woman is no longer in revolt to the great harmony of life, they function in a way that serves the greater good. Although this may go largely unnoticed in the world, their lives will reflect to anyone receptive a subtle light of the unchangeable mystery of the divine.

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—𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 "𝐍𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝"

"When I am not present to myself, then I am only aware of that half of me, that mode of my being which turns outward to created things. And then it is possible for me to lose myself among them.

Then I no longer feel the deep secret pull of the gravitation of love which draws my inward self toward God.

My will and my intelligence lose their command of the other faculties.

My senses, my imagination, my emotions, scatter to pursue their various quarries all over the face of the earth.

Recollection brings them home. It brings the outward self into line with the inward spirit, and makes my whole being answer the deep pull of love that reaches down into the mystery of God."

—Thomas Merton from "No Man is an Island," (Shambhala Publications, 2005)

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ...

A SPONTANEOUS VAJRA SONG

Happiness can not be found
through great effort and willpower,
- but is already present,
- in open relaxation and letting go.

Don’t strain yourself,
there is nothing to do or undo.
Whatever momentarily arises in the body-mind
- has no real importance at all,
- has little reality whatsoever.

Why identify with, and become attached to it,
- passing judgment upon it and ourselves?

Far better to simply
let the entire game happen on its own,
- springing up and falling back like waves
- without changing or manipulating anything
and notice how everything vanishes and
reappears, magically, again and again, time without end.

Only our searching for happiness
- prevents us from seeing it.
It’s like a vivid rainbow
which you pursue without ever catching,
- or a dog chasing its own tail.
Although peace and happiness
do not exist as an actual thing or place,
- it is always available
- and accompanies you every instant.

Don’t believe in the reality
of good and bad experiences.
They are like today’s ephemeral weather,
- like rainbows in the sky.
Wanting to grasp the ungraspable,
you exhaust yourself in vain.
As soon as you open and relax this tight fist of grasping,
- infinite space is there - open, inviting and comfortable.

Make use of this spaciousness,
- this freedom and natural ease.

Don’t search any further
looking for the great awakened elephant,
who is already resting quietly at home,
- in front of your own hearth.
Nothing to do or undo,
nothing to force,
nothing to want,
and nothing missing

Emaho! Marvelous!

Everything happens by itself.

𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐞 𝐓. 𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐈𝐏 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟓 — 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

Our Dear Michele passed on February 13, 2025. Unexpectedly.

She and I were inseparable friends and committed to grow in love for the past 35 years. She is a great, great soul. Prayerful, devoted to the spiritual life, a steadfast friend, a delightful and demanding companion, so creative and an interested student into so many areas of life, the arts and crafts. The horrors unfolding in the geopolitics of the world troubled her deeply. She prayed fervently.

Michele's interests were far ranging and various. Such a student she was. Magna Cum Laude Caldwell College 1977. Check out her Pinterest page for a good look into her aesthetic. So fond of Cardinals.

Virtuous, kind, generous, forgiving, fastidious, precise, insightful, intelligent, refined artistic and aesthetic taste. The Queen in the kitchen with so many signature specialties. Pies, cakes, baking in general. Those in the Siddha Yoga School should know that she was my Queen of Sour Cereal. My morning barista. We explored the world of food together. All cuisines. I’m left with a pantry of just about anything you could want to prepare just about anything you could want.

Artistically talented. Painting. Photography. Calligraphy. [Michele was a resident at the South Fallsburg New York Siddha Yoga Ashram in the art department. Hand calligraphed posters and maha sized birthday cards on behalf of the NY Siddha Yogis for Gurumayi Chidvilasananda’s birthdays.]

Needle skills ... quilting, knitting, samplers. Being such a keen student she got deeply into her arts and crafts. Curated a master collection of fabrics. Expert in color design aesthetics. Knitting ... studied breeds of sheep, yarn making, knitting design. Made the most exquisite Catholic Rosaries. But, only after thoroughly researching and learning wiring techniques, bead types and sources, accessory crucifixes and centers and findings.

We gardened together when we lived in Arizona [from 1994 to 2006]. Grew everything. Everything: Artichokes, Cardoon, Salsify, Okra, Garlic, Fava Beans, String Beans, Tomatoes, Lettuces, Arugula, Carrots, Peas, Cucumbers, Beets, Turnips, Burdock, Daikon, Garbanzos. Everything. Except Rhubarb; it doesn't like the AZ climate. Michele avidly studied the seed catalogues. Save seeds from the garden and from the wild. Queen Anne's Lace was a particular favorite.

Michele was deeply devoted to prayer. She made me promise to pray the Chaplet of Divine Mercy on the day of her death. We met as devotees in Siddha Yoga. Also share the Catholic faith. I continue to pray her prayers, and the daily Sacrament of the Mass.

I miss her beautiful presence in my life and bless the tears that come to enrich our still growing bond. I believe our relationship continues. And, her encouraging me to pray and participate in the Catholic liturgy is a practice that will grow our soul relationship as we support one another in our soul growth.

We appreciated so many of the spiritual traditions and teachers and Masters. Buddhism, Vedanta, Kashmir Shaivism. Both graduates of Werner Erhard trainings. We had a great foundation for having something higher to focus our relationship beyond the daily transactional doings and comings and goings and gettings.

We were mirrors of each other. What I see in her I am committed to see that reflection in myself. She held that too as a cornerstone of her spiritual sadhana practice. With her passing, the mystery of it all looms large in front of me. I’m grateful. We’re inseparable in the Reality beyond words and images. All my prayers are offered with the intention that she enjoys the communion of all the Saints in Heaven. And that whatever may have been left incomplete in her life of her soul be cleansed in God's Mercy. 

Pray for her. Pray with her. Pray to her. She's in some Very Good Company. 

Amen.