We are not in a place… but a perception. Let’s talk about the cocktails of good n’ evil. How duality creates perception.

 

Belly up to 'The Bar' and have a few drinks as you look into the metaphor glossary: Duality, Bar, playground, bathroom stall, word, angle, sun, HAT.

 
 
Imagine you’re in a dank bar…
 
 
 
Hanging down at the watering hole, you can spend your life inside the Twin Tower Tavern, mixing cocktails of high proof good and evil.
In this parable, ‘The Bar’ is a metaphor for the ‘human experience’. Yet even in this walled enclosure of chosen intoxication and dream, we sometimes wish to remain. This is why we have given permission and power for certain experiential enhancers. …

In this parable, ‘The Bar’ is a metaphor for the ‘human experience’. Yet even in this walled enclosure of chosen intoxication and dream, we sometimes wish to remain. This is why we have given permission and power for certain experiential enhancers. Above and below, the sun and moon are a suggested duality that leads to a larger trance. For this, we can be grateful, until we choose else wise.

 
 
Good and evil reside within duality, and are only found within ‘The Bar’ in this metaphor.

Good and evil reside within duality, and are only found within ‘The Bar’ in this metaphor.

 
You can spend your life outside the drunken playmates of sun and moon and no one remembers your name.
 
 
Depending on where you hang your hat, those at the far end of the counter drink from a distant mug.
 
 
You sit at the center of the bar, where duality’s embraced, not escaped. Once you cheers to it, you find it never existed.
What appears to be a contradiction through dualistic eyes can immediately dissolve upon our sitting in the booth of the Absolute. Once comfortably kicking back, the bar becomes as translucent as your playful self permits.

What appears to be a contradiction through dualistic eyes can immediately dissolve upon our sitting in the booth of the Absolute. Once comfortably kicking back, the bar becomes as translucent as your playful self permits.

 
 
Playing pool with the planets.

Playing pool with the planets.

Singularity in the universe and a beer bottle.

Singularity in the universe and a beer bottle.

If you’re way over on the good side of the bar, after a few drinks, evil’s easy to shoot your mouth off about.

But did you know on the bad side of the bar, there are those saying that good traits such as integrity, chivalry, honesty, charity and humility are but the pleasant faces of duality wanting to start conversation?

Not saying there’s no good or evil… just throwing out something to consider the next time you’re bellying up to the last barstool.
 
 
Those at the bar’s ‘good side’ can only see duality as evil; for it pours the cocktails of bad and good, wrong and right. Those siting on either end are intoxicated in the booze soaked words and inebriated thoughts they’ve focused upon. Born of duality, words reflect and enforce their own drunkenness. By design, words always imply the duality dream is ‘evil’ or ‘good’ within its circular stirring.
The hat of mind does not enjoy ‘one bit’ realizations. It quickly compartmentalizes, drowning them in booze to retain ‘two bit’ intoxication.

The hat of mind does not enjoy ‘one bit’ realizations. It quickly compartmentalizes, drowning them in booze to retain ‘two bit’ intoxication.

 
 
How will you get out of your cozy booth?
Where will you sit when you belly up?
What are you waiting for?
 
 
Right and wrong aren’t at all what they appear.

Right and wrong aren’t at all what they appear.

Duality hosts right and wrong, good and evil from its buzzed perspective. That which lays beyond this perceptive filter and outside the saloon doors is neither. Duality is the creator of distinctions. It lists in its unsteady gait, commanding attention in its belligerent antics, suggesting to those within its establishment that ‘it’ may be all there is.
 
 
Bar patrons who choose not to suspend their disbelief are swallowed in a vantage where singularity appears empty, a black vacant space between neon signs that ‘needs to be filled’. Here, stepping outside belief puts one foot inside the bar and one foot out, forcing duality into a contrived essence more akin to a movie set.
Still, even when examining oneness from the crosseyed vantage, patrons are compelled to apply dualistic labels to that which have none. In the bar, perception itself is dualistic, for it’s the filter we call ‘brain’, and the baseline from which we’re sure all else must be judged.
From dualism (or perception), focus seeks to drink its own contradictions.
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Perception at its nature… is a descriptor of dualistic experience, nothing more.

 
The Twin Inferno state transcends complete description. Like the Tao, if it can be described in full, then it’s no longer the Tao.

The Twin Inferno state transcends complete description. Like the Tao, if it can be described in full, then it’s no longer the Tao.

 
From the Twin Inferno State, no-mind and flow; duality’s a ‘reality’ of its own making, a stubborn contradiction incessantly slurring that duality requires duality!
 
 
In this saloon, if you’re going to fight for anything, make sure it’s outside the good v. evil paradigm.
Seek mainly to reveal its essence, then to navigate its permanent imbalance. Both good and evil are real dualistic perceptions. A bar patron, waitress, or bartender can be one or the other.

At first, the side of the bar you sit at is defined as a behavior, but at each ‘far end of the bar’, identification ‘becomes’ the be-ing. When the patron identifies itself with either, it’s becomes stuck in dualities bathroom stall. Identification to any ‘side of the bar’ only occurs within the dream, and is a sign of ones choice of being attached.
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The saloon of duality serves the drinks of right and wrong, although it’s neither from outside the bar.

The saloon of duality serves the drinks of right and wrong, although it’s neither from outside the bar.

 
 
The Saloon in Encinitas is ground central for duality in all its forms.
The highball perceptions of good and bad are constant, occurring only inside the bar. From outside this ‘twin tavern’, it is neither. It simply hosts their perception. Trance… when judged from within that which it encapsulates, comes up with all sorts of cross-eyed visions of right and wrong drink combinations.
 
 
Continued perception demands a balance of duality. When the sour mix fills the whole glass, the game is done.
There’s a place where perception disappears…

There’s a place where perception disappears…

 
 
…and a ‘time’ when it re-appears.

…and a ‘time’ when it re-appears.

 
You see, perception’s a partner with other wills.
 
 
From bubbles of cosmic beer to nebulas...
the entire universe changes when you change.
 


 
Perception and duality are bar buddies.
Seen in the image is the character XTzu, after his transition from the name and state of ‘Xavier’. See the 11:11 Luchador Gauntlet.

Seen in the image is the character XTzu, after his transition from the name and state of ‘Xavier’. See the 11:11 Luchador Gauntlet.

 
 
Evil, when out-of-balance, announces itself to the bar patrons that they’re experiencing a duality that will either end, or soon be rebalanced - that’s the reason ‘good’ must do what it does. For what use is good if it can’t party with evil? It’s then, when both have left the tavern, that nobody’s there to play, carouse, fight, and f...
 
 
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A perception, no matter how top shelf, is still a vantage created by duality. Where there’s no perceptive angle to view from, and the ‘word’ of thought, sound, light, vibration isn’t there - awareness of the Absolute resides.
 
 
The Saloon in Encinitas…. where perception and duality are bar buddies.

The Saloon in Encinitas…. where perception and duality are bar buddies.

 
 
‘We’ are not in a place, but a perception.
 
 
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May I pour you a ‘good’ cocktail?

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Perhaps you’d like an ‘evil’ cocktail?

 
 
 

Slide into the booth…