Spelunking between the illusory-like vantage of life and death. Persistent self-deception and soul emancipation.
Join us as we spelunk between the illusory-like vantage of life and death. Welcome to the journey of transitory self-deception and soul emancipation.
“Imagine a deep dream, a place where you face your fear. Here you find yourself pushing and squirming into a tight cavern.”
“It’s your first time spelunking. As you move into the labyrinth of darkness, your heart pounds, and you find yourself in near panic.”
Soul emancipation occurs when you step away from the mutually arising creations we once believed to be our creator.
MAAT
The proces of ‘transitioning’ from life to death and vice-versa is built in our imaginations.
“You know there’s no where to turn, so you must continue. Within the recesses of earth you move inch by inch. ‘Why? Why?’ You ask of yourself, as if this thrill, this challenge was going to be worth it. Still, into the mouth of this crevasse you wedge.”
“For a moment… you’re stuck.”
Moving through life and death we are then free to see that we are the creator and co-creators of our journey.
“You feel the shallow breath, and a tinge of claustrophobia.”
The illusory-like vantage of life and death is one we create and support ourselves.
“There’s a small, barely visible light further on. You remember, it’s an opening to a larger chamber where one might find fresher air and a passage back up.”
“You move almost imperceptibly now, maybe a foot per ten minutes.
Some soil spills down upon you, and in your panic the headlight begins to fade. On and off, sputtering, until… nothing.”
The twin inferno phoenix is sovereign from the attachments to life and death.
“Black.”
Our wings soar between the alluring call of bright skies and dark oceans.
“In the dark, you console yourself with thoughts of that light, the one you saw several feet back. Now your face is pointed straight up, into the billions of tons of rock and soil above.
The minutes tick. You cannot move. You start to cry.”
“The hours pass.”
“Soon, what must have been hours could’ve been days.”
“And dread turns to wonder.”
“Static, you release your visions of escape. For an overwhelming white light shines inside you, and all the colors and shapes you’ve ever experienced return. The vivid brightness fills your soul, and your internal sun is again ignited.”
Choice unleashed bursts into the creative void.
When we give power to life and death, we have forgotten our intrinsic Absolute-self.
“You have passed through life and death.
You desire a blue sky… so there it is.
You’re present and aware of all.
Creation is in your hands.”
“As you journey from your last thought, you laugh…
’Spelunking through the cave of adventure, we behold the deepest deceptive stalactite grown ourselves... that all the demons and gods guarding the exit are us as well.’”
Remove your lighted helmet, and crawl into the sparkling possibility at the Alchemy Lounge