Respect for the world is a reciprocal agreement. Your soul-body always listens.

“When you treat the world as your dumpster, remember the trashman eventually shows up.”

X’Tzu encourages you to realize that the world is an arm you forgot was yours.

Declaration

I can choose to collapse the illusory-like system now… to discard the false separations that through silent ego tell me I must not effect ‘others’ in what seems a segregated, compartmentalized, distinct world.

Consideration

Ultimately, there’s no such thing as ‘service’, except to your ‘Absolute-self’. This service only occurs in the perception of time, and in unrealistic, relative viewpoints. Although I use the word ‘service’, it’s not reality, nor adequate to represent how we relate. It’s ‘one side of action’ is embraced by stealthy ego as if the giver is greater than the receiver. Yet of course, all ‘things’ are just imagined conveniences. And here, we know the contradiction and illusion should be treated as such… with the limited amount of respect it actually engenders.

Bring in the trashcans, then saunter into the Alchemy Lounge…