Oceanic soul truths - Can you accept the truth about who and what you are?

October 12, 2020 Maat

Are you willing to accept the truth about who and what you are no matter what it is?

Here, all waves have shape, and all shapes have time. You know, mountains and rocks are waves, and so are skies, as well as the people you love… and hate.

When a mind is quiet, I mean really quiet, when there’s no waves crashing, it begins to hear.

‘Souls’ are built from other souls. Within the froth of their birth and death, new identities and distinctive egos emerge.

In this image, the character ‘X’Tzu’ from ‘11:11 El Luchador Gauntlet’ asks, ‘Who is who?’ and ‘Where does the wave stop, and ‘i’ begin?’

The image displays the symbolic ‘hat of mind’, translucent and fading into the distinctions of bird, rock, ocean, and sky.

The distinctions of mind are enjoyable, yet their attachment leaves the landscape dark.

Upon the canvas of the higher-self, the spark of thought creates all ‘things’.

A dimly lit projector lens represents the newly born creator, sharing its distinctions with other souls.

In the image, the barely recognizable form of XTzu can be seen. The faces and experiences that fill in the details can take any manifestation we choose.

When you pull back from focused attention, the low opacity gears of mind start to become evident.

Akashic moments are found in what first seems ‘quiet’, turning louder than the sum of labeled universal waves… and more intense than most prefer to immerse themselves!

How is it that ‘noise’ can make things quiet?

The projector of one mind is seen in this image.

Upon recognition, we adjust our attention.

We drift ‘back’ from the co-created universal fractal.

As it fades, the Absolute gains clarity and focus.

At our destination, the present frames and balances relative duality to the Absolute. The experience becomes a ‘playground’.

Despite the roaring ocean of Wills, we have choice.

You can change your mind anytime, for any reason you choose. You are sovereign to choose your belief systems, which thoughts to focus upon, what emotions you feel, and what energy is yours.

Get present to know who and what you are.

The whale music is always playing in my ‘head’. But as I dive, upon the quietness grow the clicks of a trillion seaborne animals. clattering and snapping in volume it beckons to go deeper but inward lays the pressure zone for if you haven’t prepared to go to come back to play with the voices then you become ‘one with the benz’… a taravana swimmer, or so it’s said by those looking in… (including my whispering self) And in the oceans depths, the quieter it becomes, the more noisy it is. and there, outside that metaphor, one is still to see in sound and feel in colors and then, to hear a distant chorus of conversations and in choice, albeit a intuitive one to go to the speaking of ‘who knows where’ and listen, and to focus in on the particular conversations in languages known and not, yet understand them all as spoken. In the same way are the bubbles, the aquatic music that’s always playing in our ‘head’ - the music of all. In each the Will that sings, a simple partition of the infinite game we’re playing with ourselves. Here in the noisy cities of our underwater streets and industry we float alone, ‘safe’ from the threat of having to hear the real noise currents thinking we’re free Aloof in our ocean of mirrors, having broken the first locker Temporarily without the flashing realization that we’ve yet created another… One within a thousand more mirrored seas.