Why the universe is silent. Find out heavier truths about 'progress'.

 
 
 
 
When a boot stomping, line dancing civilization moves toward the goal of making its movie a reality, it reaches the highest bleachers of its production abilities… a place where the film gets jammed in the projector, melting of its own accord.
Most of what we view as ‘complexity’ is actually advanced failure. Our ‘glasses’ reflect and refract our own creations, according to boundaries and templates we’ve consented.

Most of what we view as ‘complexity’ is actually advanced failure. Our ‘glasses’ reflect and refract our own creations, according to boundaries and templates we’ve consented.

 
 
 
Here, the hat represents ‘mind’. It is that which creates, consents, supports, and embraces every-thing inside and outside… from itself to the supposed universe around it.

Here, the hat represents ‘mind’. It is that which creates, consents, supports, and embraces every-thing inside and outside… from itself to the supposed universe around it.

The inflamed ego begins to see its ‘creations’ as more genuine than their creator (itself). But all of this doesn’t have to be, if only a single attention can realize one thing… that the nature of complexity isn’t upward, it’s backwards or sideways.
 
 
The glasses represent ‘perception’, while the eye is the ‘pupil’ (or student).

The glasses represent ‘perception’, while the eye is the ‘pupil’ (or student).

When complexity is backwards and a symptom of failure, movie trailers show humans in the zoo, watched by animals, and owned by elementals.
Each light symbolizes another Will. Within the theater, the pupil/student takes in the ‘information’ provided to it by these wills. Information comes ‘in’ you and ‘forms’.

Each light symbolizes another Will. Within the theater, the pupil/student takes in the ‘information’ provided to it by these wills. Information comes ‘in’ you and ‘forms’.

 
 
The blinding light of unquestioned ego prevents us from seeing complexity for what it is.

The blinding light of unquestioned ego prevents us from seeing complexity for what it is.

The ‘advancement’ we see in our extended length feature film is simply added complexity we think special.
The ‘ego’ is built and reflected by the first distinction, while the ‘pupil’ of all our senses consents to the screenplay. We leave signposts within our l-ang-uage, ones that alludes to the ‘eye’. Even the small ‘i’ looks at you, wondering when you’…

The ‘ego’ is built and reflected by the first distinction, while the ‘pupil’ of all our senses consents to the screenplay. We leave signposts within our l-ang-uage, ones that alludes to the ‘eye’. Even the small ‘i’ looks at you, wondering when you’ll ‘see’ what’s going on.

 
 
The swollen ego has created sci-fi movies we believe to be more than a movie.
Wearing the ‘hat’ of mind, a ‘faceless’ shadow is all the faces that have ever appeared within the universe.

Wearing the ‘hat’ of mind, a ‘faceless’ shadow is all the faces that have ever appeared within the universe.

Our movies join and are co-created, swinging in gyrations of illusory-like planets.
 
 
The glasses of perception are seen within a stony sculptor of an open mouth serpent (ser-pent; to be of 5 sides).

The glasses of perception are seen within a stony sculptor of an open mouth serpent (ser-pent; to be of 5 sides).

We view through the ‘mouth of the serpent’ when the light we receive is unquestioned and brighter than the light we radiate.

We view through the ‘mouth of the serpent’ when the light we receive is unquestioned and brighter than the light we radiate.

 
When we talk about other ‘races’, aliens, or extragalactic intelligences never making it to the 2nd or 3rd level of civilization, it’s a mistaken, backwards view. No intelligence can ever make it to these ‘levels’, because the very intelligence we speak about is levels of advanced failure nestled in swollen ego - always leading to self-destruction, and once again the temporary collapse of duality’s game.
 
In this image, the hat represents mind, the glasses perception, and the watch - time. Not only does the earth and the graffiti upon it come and go, so does the very perception that makes it so.

In this image, the hat represents mind, the glasses perception, and the watch - time. Not only does the earth and the graffiti upon it come and go, so does the very perception that makes it so.

 
If religious text parlayed anything, it was meant to say that the fallen angels follow angles, and are those who pursued increased complexity by believing their creation was more than just a creation.
 
In the glasses of ‘perceived creation’, and under the imagined hat of ‘mind’ we find the entire ocean of beauty and ugliness. The waves wash in and out as we carry out our dualistic dance n’ trance.

In the glasses of ‘perceived creation’, and under the imagined hat of ‘mind’ we find the entire ocean of beauty and ugliness. The waves wash in and out as we carry out our dualistic dance n’ trance.

 
 
Through the ‘glasses of perception’ the field of space awaits. We believe we’re going some-where, when we’re really just teasing ourselves that ‘creation’ is not ours to ‘create’.

Through the ‘glasses of perception’ the field of space awaits. We believe we’re going some-where, when we’re really just teasing ourselves that ‘creation’ is not ours to ‘create’.

 
Many of us think the fantastical images we see are ‘progress’, when they’re really spiritual entropy.
 
 
 
 
Those who realize this suddenly find themselves in the theatre of possibility.
Yet the analogy of the ‘theatre’ is sublime, for it speaks to our condition, one that is neither right nor wrong, good or bad, up or down, inside or outside.

Yet the analogy of the ‘theatre’ is sublime, for it speaks to our condition, one that is neither right nor wrong, good or bad, up or down, inside or outside.

 
That’s why thinking you should build a rocket launchpad on top of the theatre to travel through space, time and dimensions to discover if we’re alone, is no different than making a crayon drawing of the universe and refusing to draw the alien.
 
The ‘theatre’ is our artist palette. When we realize as such, our canvas grows to proportions commensurate with our imagination and will.

The ‘theatre’ is our artist palette. When we realize as such, our canvas grows to proportions commensurate with our imagination and will.

 
Huh?
 
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When you understand what you are and how ‘you’ have created, then you know the movie can have whatever subplot or ending you desire.
 
The more ‘brilliant’ we become, the more UN-available we are to the subtleties of the present. It’s not a humongous ordeal to lament over… you know, being just another small-self attached ego on a quest to pretend it isn’t something that comes and goes. We accept that we limit the choices of presence when we expand our ego value. There’s nothing right or wrong about perpetuating the game in perpetuity. ; )

The more ‘brilliant’ we become, the more UN-available we are to the subtleties of the present. It’s not a humongous ordeal to lament over… you know, being just another small-self attached ego on a quest to pretend it isn’t something that comes and goes. We accept that we limit the choices of presence when we expand our ego value. There’s nothing right or wrong about perpetuating the game in perpetuity. ; )

 
Indeed, a great playground to be in, as long as you’re aware that’s where you chose to be.
 
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You create your realities, your plot and drama.
 
The Phoenix is a state of ‘be-ing’, beyond the confines of ‘soul’. Twin Inferno is the state of one foot in the theatre and one foot out… one that enjoys the ‘light’ creations of other wills, while creating its own radiated energy to be reflected off the silver screen into other wills waiting eyes.

The Phoenix is a state of ‘be-ing’, beyond the confines of ‘soul’. Twin Inferno is the state of one foot in the theatre and one foot out… one that enjoys the ‘light’ creations of other wills, while creating its own radiated energy to be reflected off the silver screen into other wills waiting eyes.

 
You are the producer, in concert with the desire of other Wills.
 
 

 

Just for fun…

Consider that ‘sub-plot’ stellar neighbor of ours… would you? Even though he’s an attractive pip squeak, grayish, little bug-eyed chap, he still bio-engineered himself into a fleshy robot with little grasp of spirit. Yeah… and we wonder why the universe is so silent!