Human is a 'multi layered' being. I AM 'human'. My 'children' are my Creation. To 'see' more of who I AM and how I 'work', a different 'language', a language outside words will have to be 'found'.
In the rainbow, there are 7 colours, and the human being energy self is 7 chakras dense and more. 7 are the 'colours' of the octave and outside these are tones never heard, and colours also not seen. 'Colours', 'music', 'feelings', carrying 'wish to mix' and 'wish to take on expressions of identity'. 'Languages' of a Creation of 'fairy tales' and logic, and severity and pain, and jolly goodness, too.
Attention to detail, for holistic healing.
In the rainbows of this world, much red and yellow
is visible. And the red is tinted into orange. And there is also
blue and green. But why so little orange? And why is there 'no' indigo?
The saintly 'violet' seem fading? The green is getting 'cold'? Rainbows
of 'today' in need of help, to get to lesser shades of pale.
"Hrmm...7 'base' colours, Lars? I can see 7 too. Apart from these,
I see at least some 20 billion colours in that rainbow above. A human can
see pretty many, too, also from inside of that plane of existance,
we call '3rd density'.
Yes, yes, I will get a little nap now. Must be getting
old, I am. Aah, there is Lars, again. Please continue, my dear child of
57 years...ok, I never sleep, never get tired, and that You know, You little
scoundrel. But I will 'look away', and help You a bit, when the
writing gets too tough."
(and GOD gets silently quiet? No, never!)
"No, I am not! I will 'lend Lars a hand', in that he will do
some of the scribbling, too. I feel better that way, and I somehow
suspect, that he does, too."
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And so, this is Lars again (hmm). He once listened, a bit too much, perhaps, to this old school tune named 'Colours', by Donovan.
Does anyone think, by now, that this is 'Lars' writing? I don't, and he does not either. Well, so I will be the one playing the 'writing Donovan', and Lars will be the one carrying the pen. This might come in handy, as I am not inside my body right now. Oh, am I? Aah, You mean the body of old 'Lars'? Yes, OK, that will have to do. He does have hands and fingers, doesn't he? Yes, he does. And still, he does not seem to really get the 'gist' of it, yet. I think I'll have to 'assist',
just a little.
Green is a colour of 'love'. Every colour in its' very own way, is of love. And Donovan started with yellow. Lars? OK, let's settle for green, then. Now, this is the colour of the trees and grass, the bees and the razamatazz that I like to play, when feeling for 'jazz'. Yes, yes. And blues is blue, and that
everyone knows, too.
And what about that rhytm and blues, that make some people jump high in their shoes. Still blues for the guy busy paying his dues, to his girl too happy to give him 'peruse'.
Sea water when warm takes on a greenish tint. And still no yellow to be heard of, Lars. Donovan must be getting tired. I'll have to go ask him. Old Donovan is quite content he says, as he thought he was all forgotten by now. But he is not, is he? Not by You, and never by me. Anyhow, back to those colours of 'his'.
Red colour is of much 'life', it is said. Strangely, this is the colour I dared to choose. For a base chakra, why not choose rouge? Was that what You were planning to write, old boy? Yes, I am sure it was, as I am You, remember? Red as in the colour of our own blood. Yes, yes, yes. But lizard blood is green, isn't it? Or is it black perhaps. I can't seem to get myself to remember.
By the way, Lars. Do You see any black in that rainbow of mine? No, I didn't think so. Did I mention to You, that Your thoughts are somehow 'my thoughts'? So, You missed out on the black in that rainbow. And so did I, in fact. Must be them eyes again. I'll just have to do something about that. But all in due time, and all is well, that ends well.
And this little 'blog' of Yours is getting 'lengthy' too. Lets not forget to pray to me, that someone will sometime find hisher way to that heavenly bliss, of sharing Your wisdom and mine. And lets add to that prayer, that hisher thoughts may be merciful. Which they luckily will be.
Oh, Your wisdom is mine? Yes, that is so. So, there need be some shaping up of this blog. And that rainbow looks pretty 'bleak' I must say. That is so Lars. And when I say so, that is how it is, remember. Capiche?. Comprende? Du förstå? The
blue, oh yes, the blue.
But we spoke of that one already, didn't we? Yes, there are more blue colours than one. I see. Thank You, little God, for reminding me. And which one of those blue colours of your illustrious palette would You advice for me to in detail explain? Aah, deep deep azur blue, the colour of my true loves hair. No, wrong again.
This is the colour of the sea, old chum. The sea of Cote d'Azure, when evening kisses horizon, and all that. So, You are getting to see, yes? My entire Creation is a rainbow. Yes, it is. And my beings, too. Rainbow children and warriors of the golden fleece, unite. Here I am, my eyes shining like that star I placed on those, otherwise clear nights also quite starry skies, above. That star is not Venus, I tell You.
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Little God? Yes, I take on different 'costumes', too. I am 'big GOD' and little God, and elohim too, and human too, and sometimes even 'humane'. Just like 'us humans' I like to change the way I am, not only to make things 'more fun', as taking on new roles will sometimes be pretty darn effective, too. And efficient. And what about 'efficacy'? Yes, I am that as well, however my way of interpreting that word may be different than what some of my 'faces' will readily understand.
'Lars' once wrote a little thing, on the difficulty of 'grasping', comprehending, beings in every aspect so much larger and different than oneself. It is not possible to 'understand' that which is 'bigger than me', in my case even 'bigger than life'. No, it is not. You made tha comparison of that ant, didn't You, strolling to find things to carry home to his 'folks'. And then the ant meets a human. And what that ant see of the human, is the sole of one shoe. When getting 'home', the ant tells his friends of these odd creatures, of which he just met one, looking like rubber, leathery smell and quite lethal that creature seemed to be, too. So, lok up, fellow 'ants', and You may grasp also a bit more, this is what I say to that story of Yours, Lars.
And was that a 'parable'? No, it was not, more like an anology it was. Yes, a bit of that, too. The 'parable' is made by placing animals into a scene where they take on human behaviour, strengths and weaknesses, the reason for doing so, it is sometimes possible to tell of weakness and growth, in ways less blunt and offending.
...
Back to 'colours', again. Blue is the colour of my true loves hair, in the 'clear light', yes it is. In the clear light of the kiss, before everything gets to bliss. Did I forget to mention Trizz, Your son David? His hair is getting darker as we speak. Do I see some blue there, too? Hmmm, must see to get some more blue into that hair, too. Elvis hair was quite shiny blue. Maybe I try some of that, where's the glue?
Hmm, I may need to focus, a little? What do You think, Lars. May I blend in also some of Your personal life, into this pamphlette of mine? Thank You, I gueesd You would not mind. Anyhow, Your son David, whom I took away from You, is feeling 'fine', he says. And why son't he use his own mouth to say so, then? Well, he just did. And the one thinking that this writing gets 'out of focus', why not ask Lars, and he will tell. I did place Lars 'on trial', and I made life pretty tough for him. This I did, for him to grow.
Life is a tough, too. That is so.
OKOK. Clear light is filtered to become 'intelligence'? Yes,
it is and no, it does not. It is all a matter of perspective. And when at what 'pretentious me' (which I choose to be, but rarely) would call 'higher/inner' densities, clear light will become 'wisdom'. The language of the sage.
The language of the wizard oozes of pink, by the way. Pink, why pink? Because that is the colour I have been leaving out, by 'mistake', when drawing those cardboard chakra frames I placed on the wall in your class room, Lars. Oh, I forgot to tell You that too, didn't I? Pink, anyhow, is the colour of the mind of the detective working for 'Pink-er-tones'.
'Pinkertones' preparing to Save Our World.
And silvery pink is a shade not so pale, with nuance of gold it is getting quite 'male', for later density chess placing female 'matestale'. No, not stale. The female is never stale. And now let's move on to something completely different, and hurry, too. Females can be quite the match. Lars better run...
'This boy', and 'that boy', too.
Colours, was it? Oh yes, clear light, as in wisdom of the ages.'Clear light' may in ways come out as 'cold'? Clear light does in all ways possible balance, 'counter', love. And love is hot as Your coffee is (not), dark as the night of Sahara is (not, not at dusk it is not) and red as my face is at times also not (very much as of 'now' it is also not). That rhyme was disgusting. Bluaehh. Well, as 'GOD' I prefer to stay 'above' that, too. It is You who will take the blame for that crap that I wrote, and me who will help You get out of that, too. Now, how about 'remote', as in 'demote' those sentenses that 'we' just wrote?
No, we let it be.
And, finally, here we have 'yellow', the colour of jealousy, debouchery and deception, and also the colour of the Sun, that is me. And according to Donovan the colour of his true loves hair. In fact, yellow is for 'me' as in 'my own being', that which is 'myself' (body and 'mind'). And so how can it be of deception? Yellow is the colour of the Sun, a 'visual image' of that which is 'me' as in 'the provider of life', 'God'. The giver of life, that which is life itself, is 'GOD'.
Suffice to say, that yellow is 'OK', too. This is why I chose to place it on the palette of so many Earths. And now, on to something 'completely different'. More 'chakra colours'.
Yippee!
The sixth chakra and colour, is 'indigo'. Indigo is a mix of red and blue and a little more. So, it is a mix of 'life and clear light'? Yes, life in its' different 'shades' blend there too. Love and clear light here mixes into shades not seen before. But they mix into different 'tone' also within 3rd density. How we 'see' indigo and other colours will change according to how one places oneself inside of different densities.
And so heshe that is 'You' will, in 4th or 6th densities 'recognize' this indigo colour in the light of what that density gives. And that will be quite a different colour, still pretty much resembling the indigos of this Earth.
Jacob was given an image of a ladder leading up to the heavens. That image makes one wish to get there. Yes, it does. The message of that ladder however not being that heaven is 'up there'. The message is, the 'heaven' is possible to find right here, inside where I am, and 'now'. Now, in this density there are children and older. Would every teenager wish to become a kid again?
Would every 6 year old boy wish to change places with his 'disgusting' kissing sister? Would the athlete wish to change places with the physician? Would every 45 year old mother wish to change places with her sister of 23? This is not so. But all of these would like to make their lives as fun and good and happy and sad, as they only can. Because inside those feelings, there is life. And 'life' is why we live. To experience life in all its' facets.
And those facets are pretty many.
And so I will give it a 'name'. 'The name of the rose',
this is what I will prefer to call it.
Right now, we are 'playing around' in 3rd density. Inside that density one has less instruments to play. This is so. Still, listening to much of the music of 'our' density, looking at the way mankind is developing into more of caretaking. Please ponder this; is blue always more beautiful than green? No, it is not. Not to everyone it is not. One may at times find mixes of these colours, somehow addressing 'the core of my heart'. And those colours speaking to the heart oddly enough look different, depending on who is 'the observer'.
Proud to be a '3rd densitier', and happily partaking. Proud to be a human among humans, wishing to join in. The joy of being human may even get fun, when 'fear' is not and being 'humane' is the game. Densities closer to the 'physical' are of beings trying to master excellence as groups and as individuals. And so are densities non physical.
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In this ours incredibly shallow, intriguingly complex, at times pretty serious and to the brink of mesmerizingly fun and sometimes boring, too, 'playground' that is 'life on Earth', quite many lives are lived together and in unison, and in 'different compartments', too. In each of these, why not try making that place as good we can?
Now, let's head back to that intriguing world of those 'indigo masters'? No, why not instead head 'head on' into something completely different. Well at least a little. One can always try, can't one? How about a different 'home'?
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Beauty though still of 'expression', 'feeling', multitude'.
Sometimes we learn whilst feeling 'happy'. Sometimes we learn and feel 'bad'. Learning is there all the time. There is much learning in 'darkness', and much more learning is in 'light'. As in learning 'from' the light, light itself. As in 'beings of light'. As in 'light beings'. As in 'angels walking Earth'. As in 'light itself'. As in 'God'.
Attention to detail, for holistic healing.
In the rainbows of this world, much red and yellow
is visible. And the red is tinted into orange. And there is also
blue and green. But why so little orange? And why is there 'no' indigo?
The saintly 'violet' seem fading? The green is getting 'cold'? Rainbows
of 'today' in need of help, to get to lesser shades of pale.
"Hrmm...7 'base' colours, Lars? I can see 7 too. Apart from these,
I see at least some 20 billion colours in that rainbow above. A human can
see pretty many, too, also from inside of that plane of existance,
we call '3rd density'.
Yes, yes, I will get a little nap now. Must be getting
old, I am. Aah, there is Lars, again. Please continue, my dear child of
57 years...ok, I never sleep, never get tired, and that You know, You little
scoundrel. But I will 'look away', and help You a bit, when the
writing gets too tough."
(and GOD gets silently quiet? No, never!)
"No, I am not! I will 'lend Lars a hand', in that he will do
some of the scribbling, too. I feel better that way, and I somehow
suspect, that he does, too."
...
And so, this is Lars again (hmm). He once listened, a bit too much, perhaps, to this old school tune named 'Colours', by Donovan.
Does anyone think, by now, that this is 'Lars' writing? I don't, and he does not either. Well, so I will be the one playing the 'writing Donovan', and Lars will be the one carrying the pen. This might come in handy, as I am not inside my body right now. Oh, am I? Aah, You mean the body of old 'Lars'? Yes, OK, that will have to do. He does have hands and fingers, doesn't he? Yes, he does. And still, he does not seem to really get the 'gist' of it, yet. I think I'll have to 'assist',
just a little.
Green is a colour of 'love'. Every colour in its' very own way, is of love. And Donovan started with yellow. Lars? OK, let's settle for green, then. Now, this is the colour of the trees and grass, the bees and the razamatazz that I like to play, when feeling for 'jazz'. Yes, yes. And blues is blue, and that
everyone knows, too.
And what about that rhytm and blues, that make some people jump high in their shoes. Still blues for the guy busy paying his dues, to his girl too happy to give him 'peruse'.
Sea water when warm takes on a greenish tint. And still no yellow to be heard of, Lars. Donovan must be getting tired. I'll have to go ask him. Old Donovan is quite content he says, as he thought he was all forgotten by now. But he is not, is he? Not by You, and never by me. Anyhow, back to those colours of 'his'.
Red colour is of much 'life', it is said. Strangely, this is the colour I dared to choose. For a base chakra, why not choose rouge? Was that what You were planning to write, old boy? Yes, I am sure it was, as I am You, remember? Red as in the colour of our own blood. Yes, yes, yes. But lizard blood is green, isn't it? Or is it black perhaps. I can't seem to get myself to remember.
By the way, Lars. Do You see any black in that rainbow of mine? No, I didn't think so. Did I mention to You, that Your thoughts are somehow 'my thoughts'? So, You missed out on the black in that rainbow. And so did I, in fact. Must be them eyes again. I'll just have to do something about that. But all in due time, and all is well, that ends well.
And this little 'blog' of Yours is getting 'lengthy' too. Lets not forget to pray to me, that someone will sometime find hisher way to that heavenly bliss, of sharing Your wisdom and mine. And lets add to that prayer, that hisher thoughts may be merciful. Which they luckily will be.
Oh, Your wisdom is mine? Yes, that is so. So, there need be some shaping up of this blog. And that rainbow looks pretty 'bleak' I must say. That is so Lars. And when I say so, that is how it is, remember. Capiche?. Comprende? Du förstå? The
blue, oh yes, the blue.
But we spoke of that one already, didn't we? Yes, there are more blue colours than one. I see. Thank You, little God, for reminding me. And which one of those blue colours of your illustrious palette would You advice for me to in detail explain? Aah, deep deep azur blue, the colour of my true loves hair. No, wrong again.
This is the colour of the sea, old chum. The sea of Cote d'Azure, when evening kisses horizon, and all that. So, You are getting to see, yes? My entire Creation is a rainbow. Yes, it is. And my beings, too. Rainbow children and warriors of the golden fleece, unite. Here I am, my eyes shining like that star I placed on those, otherwise clear nights also quite starry skies, above. That star is not Venus, I tell You.
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Little God? Yes, I take on different 'costumes', too. I am 'big GOD' and little God, and elohim too, and human too, and sometimes even 'humane'. Just like 'us humans' I like to change the way I am, not only to make things 'more fun', as taking on new roles will sometimes be pretty darn effective, too. And efficient. And what about 'efficacy'? Yes, I am that as well, however my way of interpreting that word may be different than what some of my 'faces' will readily understand.
'Lars' once wrote a little thing, on the difficulty of 'grasping', comprehending, beings in every aspect so much larger and different than oneself. It is not possible to 'understand' that which is 'bigger than me', in my case even 'bigger than life'. No, it is not. You made tha comparison of that ant, didn't You, strolling to find things to carry home to his 'folks'. And then the ant meets a human. And what that ant see of the human, is the sole of one shoe. When getting 'home', the ant tells his friends of these odd creatures, of which he just met one, looking like rubber, leathery smell and quite lethal that creature seemed to be, too. So, lok up, fellow 'ants', and You may grasp also a bit more, this is what I say to that story of Yours, Lars.
And was that a 'parable'? No, it was not, more like an anology it was. Yes, a bit of that, too. The 'parable' is made by placing animals into a scene where they take on human behaviour, strengths and weaknesses, the reason for doing so, it is sometimes possible to tell of weakness and growth, in ways less blunt and offending.
...
Back to 'colours', again. Blue is the colour of my true loves hair, in the 'clear light', yes it is. In the clear light of the kiss, before everything gets to bliss. Did I forget to mention Trizz, Your son David? His hair is getting darker as we speak. Do I see some blue there, too? Hmmm, must see to get some more blue into that hair, too. Elvis hair was quite shiny blue. Maybe I try some of that, where's the glue?
Hmm, I may need to focus, a little? What do You think, Lars. May I blend in also some of Your personal life, into this pamphlette of mine? Thank You, I gueesd You would not mind. Anyhow, Your son David, whom I took away from You, is feeling 'fine', he says. And why son't he use his own mouth to say so, then? Well, he just did. And the one thinking that this writing gets 'out of focus', why not ask Lars, and he will tell. I did place Lars 'on trial', and I made life pretty tough for him. This I did, for him to grow.
Life is a tough, too. That is so.
OKOK. Clear light is filtered to become 'intelligence'? Yes,
it is and no, it does not. It is all a matter of perspective. And when at what 'pretentious me' (which I choose to be, but rarely) would call 'higher/inner' densities, clear light will become 'wisdom'. The language of the sage.
The language of the wizard oozes of pink, by the way. Pink, why pink? Because that is the colour I have been leaving out, by 'mistake', when drawing those cardboard chakra frames I placed on the wall in your class room, Lars. Oh, I forgot to tell You that too, didn't I? Pink, anyhow, is the colour of the mind of the detective working for 'Pink-er-tones'.
And silvery pink is a shade not so pale, with nuance of gold it is getting quite 'male', for later density chess placing female 'matestale'. No, not stale. The female is never stale. And now let's move on to something completely different, and hurry, too. Females can be quite the match. Lars better run...
Colours, was it? Oh yes, clear light, as in wisdom of the ages.'Clear light' may in ways come out as 'cold'? Clear light does in all ways possible balance, 'counter', love. And love is hot as Your coffee is (not), dark as the night of Sahara is (not, not at dusk it is not) and red as my face is at times also not (very much as of 'now' it is also not). That rhyme was disgusting. Bluaehh. Well, as 'GOD' I prefer to stay 'above' that, too. It is You who will take the blame for that crap that I wrote, and me who will help You get out of that, too. Now, how about 'remote', as in 'demote' those sentenses that 'we' just wrote?
No, we let it be.
And, finally, here we have 'yellow', the colour of jealousy, debouchery and deception, and also the colour of the Sun, that is me. And according to Donovan the colour of his true loves hair. In fact, yellow is for 'me' as in 'my own being', that which is 'myself' (body and 'mind'). And so how can it be of deception? Yellow is the colour of the Sun, a 'visual image' of that which is 'me' as in 'the provider of life', 'God'. The giver of life, that which is life itself, is 'GOD'.
Suffice to say, that yellow is 'OK', too. This is why I chose to place it on the palette of so many Earths. And now, on to something 'completely different'. More 'chakra colours'.
Yippee!
The sixth chakra and colour, is 'indigo'. Indigo is a mix of red and blue and a little more. So, it is a mix of 'life and clear light'? Yes, life in its' different 'shades' blend there too. Love and clear light here mixes into shades not seen before. But they mix into different 'tone' also within 3rd density. How we 'see' indigo and other colours will change according to how one places oneself inside of different densities.
And so heshe that is 'You' will, in 4th or 6th densities 'recognize' this indigo colour in the light of what that density gives. And that will be quite a different colour, still pretty much resembling the indigos of this Earth.
Jacob was given an image of a ladder leading up to the heavens. That image makes one wish to get there. Yes, it does. The message of that ladder however not being that heaven is 'up there'. The message is, the 'heaven' is possible to find right here, inside where I am, and 'now'. Now, in this density there are children and older. Would every teenager wish to become a kid again?
Would every 6 year old boy wish to change places with his 'disgusting' kissing sister? Would the athlete wish to change places with the physician? Would every 45 year old mother wish to change places with her sister of 23? This is not so. But all of these would like to make their lives as fun and good and happy and sad, as they only can. Because inside those feelings, there is life. And 'life' is why we live. To experience life in all its' facets.
And those facets are pretty many.
The idea, kind of odd as it may (not) seem, of making this our world of 'mysteries' into different dimensions and densities, each of which exist and is filled with beings of its' kind, that idea is not to make one place 'better' and the other 'inferior'? No, it is not. The idea is to make all places better. Some densities are 'this way', others 'that way'. And some guys are 'this way', some 'that way', too.
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2nd density is the density is of 'the physical', as 'close' to 'Earth' (in some but not all ways) as we humans can currently 'get'. You, me, and other beings that have lived inside of that density, have learned that it is 'tough'. 2nd density is much
of the individually unique, yes much more than it is of the group. It is of much 'competition' and 'pyramids of power' are tools used to get into 'control' of things.
Do we like to exclude all 'competition'? Would this place be as fun then? And those 'pyramids'? How are we to organize that international trade giving us fresh strawberries and mango on the breakfast table, when no networks are, to get them there? And coffee, and tea too. And orange juice, and music and news and a TV show.
There is but one reason for us having all these densities. Each of these are their own justification. Each of these densities are as good in their way, as are the others. This is so. 'For better or worse', words not always 'valid'.
When You look at an object of art, placing the source of light differently, that object will look differently. Is the object still the same? Well, that is a 'koan' for those fond of quantum mechanics to ponder. Us 'others' already have the answer to that one, don't we?
And there are colours of different 'light'. Colours 'of light', not only colours reflecting light. Some of these colours mentioned are visible in nature already. The violet colour of the 7th chakra is 'warmer' than that visible from 3rd density. And so it is not 'violet' nor 'crimson' nor any other colour given name....
2nd density is the density is of 'the physical', as 'close' to 'Earth' (in some but not all ways) as we humans can currently 'get'. You, me, and other beings that have lived inside of that density, have learned that it is 'tough'. 2nd density is much
of the individually unique, yes much more than it is of the group. It is of much 'competition' and 'pyramids of power' are tools used to get into 'control' of things.
Do we like to exclude all 'competition'? Would this place be as fun then? And those 'pyramids'? How are we to organize that international trade giving us fresh strawberries and mango on the breakfast table, when no networks are, to get them there? And coffee, and tea too. And orange juice, and music and news and a TV show.
There is but one reason for us having all these densities. Each of these are their own justification. Each of these densities are as good in their way, as are the others. This is so. 'For better or worse', words not always 'valid'.
The 7th chakra, as the rainbow we saw at the beginning of this note, is 'painted to violet'. Well, that 'chakra' or 'place where we live, too' is a 'mode' of 'preserve and prepair', and the colours there are tinted into 'red' and even more 'blue', but also some more 'greens', even some 'yellowish gold',
and of pretty much 'light'.
When You look at an object of art, placing the source of light differently, that object will look differently. Is the object still the same? Well, that is a 'koan' for those fond of quantum mechanics to ponder. Us 'others' already have the answer to that one, don't we?
And so I will give it a 'name'. 'The name of the rose',
this is what I will prefer to call it.
Colours have 'feelings'. Colours are a 'language' of their own. This language of colours is already known by everyone, but will be shown in different 'detail and vasteness', as man climb 'the ladder'. The ladder of Jacob and the ladder of DNA and RNA. DNA changes as one struggle with that, and 'we' help with these struggling. 'We', as in 'me', as in I AM.
'We', as in Creation, as in GOD.
'We', as in Creation, as in GOD.
Outside of that 'visible' from 3rd density, there are numerous colours yet to 'see' and grasp. Outside these 7 chakras, these 7 colours of the rainbow, there are yet 5 to 'become'. And outside or inside of these 12, there are yet 2 more, and outside those still a few more.
Proud to be a '3rd densitier', and happily partaking. Proud to be a human among humans, wishing to join in. The joy of being human may even get fun, when 'fear' is not and being 'humane' is the game. Densities closer to the 'physical' are of beings trying to master excellence as groups and as individuals. And so are densities non physical.
...
In this ours incredibly shallow, intriguingly complex, at times pretty serious and to the brink of mesmerizingly fun and sometimes boring, too, 'playground' that is 'life on Earth', quite many lives are lived together and in unison, and in 'different compartments', too. In each of these, why not try making that place as good we can?
Now, let's head back to that intriguing world of those 'indigo masters'? No, why not instead head 'head on' into something completely different. Well at least a little. One can always try, can't one? How about a different 'home'?
This 'Earth' with its' humans, animals, mountains and seas. This Earth is 'third density'. Oddly enough, Earth placing within the solar system is the same. When this Earth moves into fourth density, that 'place' sometimes referred to as 'the golden age', the imprint of that given from the 'Universe' (me) will not look the same. Earth will be placed differently within the solar system.
Music of today is 7 tonal and of 'rhytm' and different 'settings'. Still 7 tones, repeated in patterns, fashions. 7 colour tones is, where the 7 colour rainbow is, and where the 7 colour chakra being is the master of it all.
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In pretty near future, 'Love' will be understood more like the 'force' it is, this added to the 'feeling' and 'emotion' that it is many a time a quality of, 'today'. Love is radiant, directed to 'everything', all of it. Love gives and takes everything. And so, human beings of this Earth will need to become of much and different clear light, before being asked to carry and handle that same, that prefer to flow in 'altering current'.
More 'Love'. This is the 'Golden Age' to come. The language of love to be 'seen' by humans changed and transformed to the 'time of love' that is 4th density. Comprehension of colour, rhytm, light, changing. And 'I' will be very, very happy to witness that.
Yes, the 'I' that is Creation.Music of today is 7 tonal and of 'rhytm' and different 'settings'. Still 7 tones, repeated in patterns, fashions. 7 colour tones is, where the 7 colour rainbow is, and where the 7 colour chakra being is the master of it all.
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In pretty near future, 'Love' will be understood more like the 'force' it is, this added to the 'feeling' and 'emotion' that it is many a time a quality of, 'today'. Love is radiant, directed to 'everything', all of it. Love gives and takes everything. And so, human beings of this Earth will need to become of much and different clear light, before being asked to carry and handle that same, that prefer to flow in 'altering current'.
More 'Love'. This is the 'Golden Age' to come. The language of love to be 'seen' by humans changed and transformed to the 'time of love' that is 4th density. Comprehension of colour, rhytm, light, changing. And 'I' will be very, very happy to witness that.
'You' and 'me' (as in God, as in 'we') 'walk' up and down these different densities that are 'us', all the time 'learning'. GOD walks with us (apart from being 'us'), 'hishers' walking in similar way 'part of the plan'. The 'plan' that 'paints' human into a being of 'different beauty'.
Do Angels exist? Yes, they do, in and outside
of human form they do.
What is a 'dimension' and what is a density? By 'dimension' we in the context of this 'book' mean a 'place outside of our spacetime 'cube'. We by 'density' mean a different 'plane of existence', still inside our universe, our Solar system. That 'system' of 'thresholds where fellow beings' walk that same ladder of learning' as we do. 'Learning', as in 'school'? I hate school and school does not exactly 'love' me either.
And more of that will be, too,
that's fo' sho',
ADHD, ADD, tourettes and 'obladi-oblada'. Man in these times taking on yet new expressions. When the current that is 'me' as in GOD, changes, human changes with me. ADD and the like, humans built in different 'fashion'. These far less 'apt' at focusing on 'knowledge as this world' knows it to be. Impossible they are, and where to concentrate, to learn, in schools that to them seem 'dry as mud'. Less aptitude to 'learning', is this it, with ADDHDDA?
No, this is not 'it'.
A different kind of 'brook', 'rill' and 'rivulet' is what there flows. Inside of these 'letters' are different shows. And where that will 'end up', GOD only knows. Some of You guys will be seated in rows, to see what these 'little streams' can do with their toes', 'he' that is everything adds.
The didgeridoo has but one 'voice'. Still, that 'voice' can produce a tonality. The violin has 4 strings, this giving more tones and tonalities. The chorus sounds differently than does the solo singer. As with these instruments, evolution is of 'team work'. God changes the DNA. RNA evolve due to'us',
due to actions and efforts taken by 'humans'. And so, similar to what these and other instruments, voices, musicians, rock groups, orchestras, do, we also evolve, individually, 'as groups', as 'teams'.
And as 'group beings', too.
What about him, the 'loser'? 'Mr Jumbo', all ok is it?
Everyone likes to 'shine'. And when there is less trust in oneself, this is 'our truth of the day'. And where 'fear' is, trust in oneself is a 'precious commodity'. As 'confidence' grows, so will our aptitude to 'give' victories away, in that others may shine, too.
And when You can't get that 'losing one'
to win anyhow, whatever You do.
What to do then?
How about arranging a 'group contest'? You, the winner that does not need any more winning finding up a 'game', to which You list a 'team'. A team of friends, both losers and winners. And so the team wins. And those 'once losers' now find themselves being the 'winners'? No, they do not. Self esteem and trust in self is not that easily restored. In 'solo contests', they will still be placing 'down the line'. This is what many will say, when You ask. So, You decide to try by instead 'giving' him 'yourself', as in 'Your knowledge'.
There is no such thing as
'unique knowledge' remember?
Knowledge is 'for sharing'.And much 'giving' can be done by 'sharing'. By showing things that You know made You 'the winner'. Things that will make him a winner too, and also 'doing it himself'. And so You do that. And after a while, he (she) gets to enjoy also playing the 'solo'.
Sharing ones 'good fortune' in 'being born supreme'. Sharing ones good luck of being born in wealthy countries. Sharing, as in working with other human beings. Groups and teams are 'togetherness'.
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Human is a creature of many fashions. We are both 'herd' and 'pack', both 'cattle' and 'wolf'. Cattle and wolves have 'team work', too. A kind of team work.
Herd animals protect themselves when attacked, the toughest ones in the heard placing as living walls, covering up for females and children. The attacking 'pack' then may circle the herd as much as they please, as a wise wolf will not attack a healthy bull.
Cows and wolfs, these and all other physical beings without hands, were given 'less choice'. In this density of ours, they were placed 'defenceless'. Humans are both herd and pack. So, we have a choice. We behave like the wolves do, and many of us did. And like the sheep we were too, and many of us played that 'fool on the hill' tune, too.
I did.
And we can choose a strategy, combining these two. We can be both 'pack and 'herd' 'together'. These 'strategies' make possible yet new 'playgrounds' of cornucopia and expression. To be able to enjoy these, one firstly had to learn to wash 'death' out of ones systems. This as one will not enjoy 'playing games', when getting killed.
'Cleansing' our beings from death starts with becoming of 'non violence'. Keeping as many as possible of the treats and characteristics of the 'pack' and the 'herd', and also those 'attributes' unique to the 'feline', the one that walks pretty much by himherself, neither of herd nor pack. Combining all these different 'ways of being' makes life more 'unique'. No 'fun' is found, though, before 'death' is voted out.
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We can be of 'non violence', without having to accept to be killed, for being so. This is the Nelson Mandela version of 'ahimsa'. This was the Gandhi version, too, and Martin Luther King was from that same 'line of breed'. And in this world of today, there are new voices heard. New voices heard in different times, and carrying much of 'the same'.
But there is another kind of death, too. To die before death, as in becoming very, very boring. Everyone that prefer to die before having lived, please sign Your name on the 'me boring too' list. My name was there, already. Individually walking that ladder of Creation, givig taste for distinct essence and manifold diversity, too.
And there is 'love' in that 'climb'. The 'love' that is God,
that is 'You', as in 'us', are 'we'.
We humans are, quite simply, 'group beings striving to excel in all ways possible, individually and in small and large groups'. Us humans are individuals and family, friends and networks. We are, in many ways, 'group beings'. Sharing of 'good fortune' make us 'shine' as individuals and that same sharing make us 'fare well' in groups, too. There is happiness inside, and we start 'glowing'. That kind of sharing is pretty near impossible, where there is 'fear'. For 'sharing' as in 'everything' we need a certain kind of 'trust'. We need to be of and give such confidence that also the 'giving of oneself away', is 'conditionally accepted'.
'Total trust'. This 'placing' of the being, where sharing everything is possible, is made impossible by 'fear'.
St. Francis felt so good about 'sharing', it ended by him giving everything he owned away, himself sleeping with a stone under his head, as pillow. Guys getting to that distinction of 'sharing' may need to be taken care of. Common they are not these guys, and 'open targets' too.
Predators and wolfpacks all too keen to 'get a grab' of the 'free meal' found; yes, these will be there. Busy climbing that pile of dung, society and life of today is offering, with hungry eyes yearning for more.
More of emptiness, that is.
Luckily for St. Francis, there were people in his 'team' happy to see and help him 'shine'. These were the ones that got less written of and didn't give a damn. They were the ones that, when winter came, got St. Francis food and cloth.
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And we like to 'shine', and in all possible ways. 'Shining backwards' is for the 'snob', the guy that sees the Porsche as to 'posh', and therefore drives a rusty CV4. Well, that guy may be almost a bit 'over the top'. Not many will recognize the 'excellence' in driving a rusty CV4. And so he will find something more 'proper', for 'shining backwards'.
And so, our guy will find something 'smart', a 'Smart Car'; very small, very ugly, but not too ugly. In fact pretty 'nice', yes? And very 'chic', too, consuming almost nothing of that bad polluting gasoline. And so, mr. 'Shining backwards' buys a Smart? Yes, he might not be offended to get one. Then again, he might not 'give a dang' as he is interested in other 'things', things that make him 'purr'.
We go to the hair dressers, put on fancy clothes and shoes. We make ourselves beautiful to the benefit of all, not the least our self. Them females are almost the worst kind, and very particular about shoes, handbags. All of them are are. Please don't forget to buy her one more.
We go to the hair dressers, put on fancy clothes and shoes. We make ourselves beautiful to the benefit of all, not the least our self. Them females are almost the worst kind, and very particular about shoes, handbags. All of them are are. Please don't forget to buy her one more.
'Being human', one of our most basic needs, as human beings. We like to 'shine', to 'excel'. Luckily, whilst busy doing all the shining, we also discover that we like to 'share', too.
Togetherness.
We all like to excel, individually and 'groupwise', but preferrably when 'tuned'. The more 'finely tuned', the more we shine. And the more we enjoy being 'together'.
Dub FX music is done using the voice as primary
instrument. Of how many 'strings' is a voice?
Of how many 'strings' (tonalities) may
voices become?
Humans, sometimes referred to as 'elohim' (the 'god that is many', the group), are fine tuning and then fine tuning the fine tuning even a bit more. And then some more, too. And sometimes we think it to be 'not too bad', and maybe almost as often 'good, but not good enough'.
That is, as long as we do it ourselves. When someone else is doing something 'so and so', really good that is, and that we tell them too.
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As we 'develop' we become 'more'. We 'expand'. In the beginning of our journey, we get happy by 'shining' to making 'impressions' on fellow beings. With time, this 'wish' to shine 'onto others' changes. The 'soft glow' that ones being takes on does infact not wish to 'glow' onto other beings. Not as long as it prevents them from also 'shining', as in 'taking on even more profound expression'. 'Shining', 'glowing', not as a result of a wish to 'dominate'.
To 'silently tread among others', is that what we wish to 'become'? No, this is not 'we'. More like 'to silently progress into beings of greater and greater magnitude of expression', outside of any intent of hindering fellow beings.
'Domination' make fellow beings 'cling' to You, they in ways 'become You'. This is the 'purpose' of domination. And so, we do not want that. Because, when these 'friends' cling to You, they do not themselves evolve as much as they could. Not as long as the helping hand that is Yours, carries the wish to be seen. A 'genuinely' helping hand wishes to 'participate', 'support', 'have fun together', not 'dominate'.
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Radiant? Radiant as in 'shining'? No, more like radiant as in in 'radiant', radiant as in 'the light in their eyes'. And a being 'of radiance' carries no intent to 'shadow' other beings.
And when 'there', we may find that what we do, is nothing less than to 'softly glow to the inside and outside of self'.
The 'energetic body' of human channels 'life flow'. There is a 'basal energy of life' that flows into us. Yes, this energy is a 'flow'. It is not a 'wave form', also not a 'vibration'. 'Chakras', 'trees of life', 'tiphereth', 'energy nodes'. These are words that may help giving us 'pictures' of our 'energy bodies'.
Using the framework of 'chakras', life energy flows into our beings from our 'base' or 1st chakra, placed at the 'base' of our torso. That same life energy, in fact life itself, flows into our beings also from the 'crown', the 7th chakra. Is that how it is? Yes it is and no it is not. We are 'manifested'. We are both vibration and flow. And that flow that is 'life itself', this we 'bathe inside of'. This is what we do. Still, that 'image' of 'life flow' been given from below and above, is also true. It is valid in that I AM both of these, and these two polarities of me, that are in ways very similar, are also 'each others ends'. And when these ends meet, heaven is celebrating, too.
The 'life' that flow into all living beings, gets 'modified', takes on new more complex and subtle expressions at different stages of the 'ladder' that lead to 'humanhood'.
Dogs, cats, pigs, cows, horses, elephants, fish, cattle, birds, bees, humans and butterflies are built by 'energy'. These beings energy bodies may be 'explained', 'visualized' by using the framework of 'chakras'. Humans, as in 'physical beings' are in this way similar to other animals. The energy that 'is' a bird is at origin exactly that same 'life energy' as that which 'is' the human being.
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"And so I dub thee, 'humane being', of 'humanhood'. And what was Your name, Ms?" "My 'name', dear Sire, is 'a fish named Wanda'. No, not 'dish'! 'Fish', dear Sire." Yes, there is something 'fishy' going on. A fish becoming of 'humanhood'? ...hm. "Well, dear Sire, let's say I settle for 'humane being' then. 'Humane', as I don't eat other living beings. Yes, I am that kind of fish. The kind that eat 'squabble', rarely, in fact never other things that move, or scream. "
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Life flows into all of us, cat or dog. And as with humans, in all beings 'clear light' mixes with 'love', modulation, variation, likeness, transfiguration, transposition, and similarity of 'identity' is. As a being 'grows up', these expressions gets 'more and more', and more finely chiseled. Humans painting arabesques of change, balancing acts of rhytm and pitch. With themselves, from themselves, and together.
Yes, we try to do just that. And other things, too.
Clear light is 'life' filtered through the being, at different stages taking on new expressions. Clear light in some ways are defined, by 'Love', that in ways same 'life' pictured as flowing from Earth. Is there a message in this? Yes, there is. The human being may be pictured as 'stretched' between GOD and 'hishers' Kingdom, that which I call Earth. Using that picture, 'life' flows into 'us' from both ends, 'top' and 'bottom'.
Earth then the physical, and the heavens above. And yet the flow that come from Earth, somehow define that which is 'from above'? Yes, in some ways it does. And I am both, remember?
Life flows inside us also from the 'inside', 'outside', and every other side. And another word for 'life', is GOD. 'Life' is the flow, that make our bodies live. When we 'die' as in 'leave the physical body', life flows in that body no more. This is the 'current' that GOD places into our beings.
Life.
When living inside what may be called '3rd density' (level or plane of existance), this current meets every human being some 35000 times each second. That same current is giving life to all dogs, cattle, elephants, and other mammals some 20000 to 25 000 times each second, still measured when inside that same plane of existance.
All mammals are 'human beings'. Not all mammals are humane, as in 'no killing allowed'. To become 'humane', one will have to stop killing oneselves and other beings. Using the image from the Bible, where GOD shows Jacob a ladder one may add to that image, that the ladder has 'stages', too.
The ladder, that which is our genome, changes as we develop our beings. The genome consist of RNA and DNA. DNA changes according to GODs say. RNA changes according to, in part, how we ourselves 'form' our beings.
There is another 'picture', also using the Bible, where GOD says that he will persecute every wrong doing, and unto third generation. RNA changes, in accordance with our actions. When we stop killing, become beings of 'non killing', then RNA changes. And these changes of RNA are already 'there', as in 'written'. And, oddly, that 'walk' from 'beast' to 'humane' for no one will take more than three lives.
Still, quite a 'promenade', yes?
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begin the begin, wer'e absolute beginners all saints and sinners
but wouldn't it be dim dum no fun to let this one to the 'inners'
yeah, let's ask them to do it, to show it, to blow it, let's move it
to the out crowd now the in crowd and a cloud in trousers too
screaming out loud, see? And pretty and proud to be so fo sho'
why would we?
why should we?
how could we?
let 'them' run this show.
cause we also did that, we done that and ragged it up we did too
and I did it too, that I know fo sho' and You did it to that used to be fo'
been here before playin on this shore wishin for more no one to ignore
walked here through the core now did I, was I, no that was not me, so
more like I was here already and in store everywhere just ask me bro'
why would we not?
why should we not?
how could we not?
this is 'us' now doin' some tow
were all in this together with a fool who's playing it for keeps, too
now let's be goin, this show is startin, at s:t martins? no at every shore
cause we've done this before but not in this style now go get some more
team up and team down upside down flipside up to glorify this town so
the one badly sad has had it now wish it go dish it let's serve it let's go
yes, why wouldn't we?
yes, but shouldn't we?
wow, how couldn't we?
jointly saintly sinners dainty bake this dough,
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Yes, we could, yes we would and yes we can too
and that's sort of in the mind, go get this man bro'
bring himher out in the tan to tango with a mango
who knows how far this blueprint and plan may go
yo' that's up to me and we and him as 'clan' and mo'.
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Yes, yes, yes!
Was that a christmas tree, by the way, that rhyme? Or was it a 3-tier life tree perhaps? Let's hope that the 'foot' is sturdier, than that in Daniels vision for Nebuchadnessar, of the Bible, remember?
Yes, it is, GOD and God and elohim, too, cries out in unison. No clay on that foot. Clay no good for xmas tree and life tree neither. And Yes, working in unison we do, too. ((;
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There is in the Bible something referred to as 'the Golden Rule'. Do not unto others, what You do not wish for them to do to You. And there is, in physics and buddhism, the 'law of cause and effect'. Every action causes a reaction.
With murder, my reaction is to make that murderer understand the cruelty of hisher action. By placing hisher new frame, upon 'changing' bodies, into similar context where the 'heshe' murderer will this time be the one that gets killed. This I do as it is the best way I know of, to get 'killing of humans', washed out of our 'systems'. With murder, I allow no more than 3 lives for this lesson to be. This as murder cause too much pain.
When humanity of this Earth had written millions of times, as in millions of people; 'enough of murder now, for me to hate it', then I did nothing? For the first 20 million times, and the next 20 billion, I did nothing? Nothing but checking if human was still 'kicking'?
Was this what I did and didn't do?
To die is very, very painful. It does prevent me from living more days inside my body. And so, that human which I made most often feel less, or very little physical pain upon dying. I took that pain, for him. That humans soul was written to, too. And the 'murderer' in ways described in the Bible, was made understand to 'not be of any more kill no more', too.
After that, the book of GOD is written such, that this murderer will never more exist. This as I have changed his very being, by giving him the pain back, that he gave to others. And the murderer is 'washed clean'.
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of killings and murder of human, are these the 'mark of the beast'? No, they are not. Not in its' entirety. The mark of the beast, is 'the mark of killing'.
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When we 'murder' or 'get murdered'. When we steal, corroborate to steal, and in other ways manipulate that which we know is 'truth' from inside ourselves. When we are happy and sad, filled with bliss and desperate. All of these times there is written a 'mark' into our 'souls', and all of the time. And when enough 'marks' are written, the genome, as in RNA, changes. And when RNA has changed enough, as in 'has made human stop killing each other', then DNA will change, too.
For human walking this Earth, that will be in a little more than 25 years from now. At that time, 'man' of this Earth will have a new pair of genes. These genes are placed there by GOD. Another word for GOD is Creation.
Creation as in 'home'.
Creation as in 'our' home.
And 'home' has been waiting very long to place that pair of genes. And Creation is very happy to do so!
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"Is there too much of 'GOD' in this text?" GOD murmurs. "No, I don't think so. Let me check...hmmm..seem some guys will get a little offended by all that 'Godly crap'? I think I will have to stick to it for a little bit more, then. You guys, that I made question my existance, remember this.
I made You do that, because I 'had to'. If everyone knew, there was a 'God' watching over hisher shoulder, who would then kill anyone? Who would threaten anyone? Who would steal? Pretty few would do this, in these times. Human has changed. In older times, as when I walked Earth as the Christ, when I visited calling myself Buddha, then human was different, more apt to murder.
A being of 'fear'.
Human at those times, since 6000 years and up until about a week ago, were living inside that fear. Not the same fear all the time, but fearful enough to kill. These 'times' or 'stages' of human life on Earth, sometimes also of different 'densities'. And the life flow that is 'me' changes, the 'sparks of life' that is 'me' getting 'more', as human changes.
The 2nd density is the density 'of fear'. This density is the 'valley of the shadow of death', as mentioned in 'Davids Psalm 23'. And this is the 'mark' of the 2nd density. The 'shadow of death' of ones own kind. This is the most vital asset a human being has, his own life.
And as mankind got 'old and wise', more and more people 'understood' that they did not prefer to kill, nor to be killed.
To be killed is painful. To kill is painful too, but not as painful as it is to be killed. And the pain of all those murders I have written to 'myself', and to 'our SOUL'.
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When a human gets old, or ill, the 'wish to life' gets weaker. There is a time, when a human does no longer wish to go on living. And I hear that, as I am that human. And so, that human will start preparing to 'dying'. This process of dying is painful. It is a time for saying 'good bye'. Many cultures have recognized that.
The 'Bardo Thodol' (Book of the Dead) describes the experiences that consciousness has after death, before rebirth. That 'book' also goes into, how to help a friend 'prepare'. Death is final. This is so. No more will the human 'being' that body, come back. Not inside of that same body. When the 'life' that is that soul has left 'hisher' body, I place 'his being', as in 'my energy', inside a new life.
Yes, I remember, everything. Yes, I forgive,
everything, including myself.
Creation is of one SOUL. It all belongs together. So, there is one BIG SOUL? Yes, there is. But there is also one 'individual soul'. This is where I 'write'. I write to the SOUL and all souls, and I write it as it is written. Everything that has ever happened I have placed inside me.
Hindus call me 'Brahma' (as in the creator), 'Vishnu' (the one upholding) and 'Shiva' (the one that changes). El, Allah, are other names I have. In all these names there is but one, and that one, is GOD. One GOD, of many 'faces'.
The Sun is 'me', as in 'God', the God that is this solar system, this 'universa' (a 'universe' in the making). The water is 'me', as in God. Still, as much as I AM (which are 'we') organize that which is 'us' in all these different 'layers', there is but one GOD, 'that' which is life itself. GOD is inside us all, as much as GOD is all of us. 'God' may be pictured as the 'shadow' of GOD.
May I? No, sir! I prefer to be 'seen' too. A shadow I am not. I have to admit, though, that dear GOD is of greater 'might' than me. But then again, I do have all these universes of 'mine'. OK, they are 'hishers' too, GOD I mean, to take care of. And that I do pretty well. Better than most, if I say it myself, which I just did. And, there being just one God, too, tricky it will be to wrong me on that one. ((;
And one GOD, too, remember? 'Big' GOD, himher that is life itself. The sun, the grass and the water is also 'me', as in 'God'. 'God' is not life itself, but 'heshe' is the giver of life, as well as the giver of love, and the giver of clear light, too. We will talk more on this, too. There is both one 'god', as in GOD, and many 'gods', as in elohim. GOD that is Life, is but one. Yes, that I AM, and everything else too.
'Life', 'love' and 'clear light'. These are the three dimensions that we build ourselves from, and 'around'. Mixing them, building them, sometimes even attempting to change their
'sign', 'modality' and 'content'. Yes, we do that, too.
Sign, modality and content? What is that? 'Me' (as in God) will just have to go into that in different 'chapter', called 'What Life Is'.
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3rd density, which You are all inside by now (that happened 3 days ago, yes it did), that 3rd place is no 3rd placing in my contest. No, it is not. This must be one of those 'my forgetful days'. Sorry Lars, did I forget to congratulate You and 'me' (as in 'us') that 'Our' Earth just 'levelled up', from 2nd to 3rd placing that was. Congrats! And don't forget to tell everyone else about the news.
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As creation 'mechanics' work - most of it outside space/time - that which is 'You' can be and is at more than one 'place', also in different 'moments in time'.
The work in making that being that is 'You' becoming of more layers is done by You and 'me', as in both GOD and God, and those 'elohim' that live inside of 6th density are 'helping', too. Helping? This is what 'we' do, us 'elohims' up there. It's not the one and only thing we do, but it is the most difficult, the most sad and at the same time most profound experience we have.
When giving You 'grief' or other 'bad' experience that has to be there, for growing to 'be'. We are not happy to be doing that. But we are happy to see 'You' that is part of 'us' grow, when learning that experience of 'togetherness'. When You have experienced many people dying 'around' You, there is like a 'weight' inside. Ask the elders.
That 'weight' make us not wish to stay here any more. And so, when one gets older, one to greater and greater extent 'feels' that it is time to 'leave'. And so we do that, when getting 'old enough'. And this is causing 'grief' and sorrow. No less grief there is, when a young person dies.
Why then, do we make children die, when they don't have to? We do that too, for growing to be. The grief in that is not similar, not in all ways, to the grief felt, when an 'elder' dies. The elder him/herself often feels that they 'have had' their life. The child has not been given a 'full' life.
There is another 'kind' of 'weight' needed, in all of us, in that we begin 'hating death'. We get more 'value' to that 'weight' -ahimsa, non violence, no 'death' - when we live through war, famine, the death of our own children, the death of our most loved ones. This is the worst a human can go through. Yes, this is the 'worst of it'. And some of us kill ourselves too, rather than continue living, when going through these 'experiences'.
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Do we 'grieve' with You, when causing this 'impossible' pain? Yes, we are that ones 'grieving', in exactly same way as You are. Still, we know that this has to be, too, for 'us' to learn to become of strength enough to say 'never, never, never ever again, will I accept any kind of violence'. This insight is the most costly we have to 'learn', and from many many 'perspectives', as in 'lives'.
We grieve, with You, and continue causing 'pain' until we can not go on doing that, any more. Then we have to do other things. Or 'we' will die, too. And when a 'higher/inner density being of elevation such as God, feels he wish to die rather than 'go on', then we have all 'had enough'.
There is more to say about this, but right here right now it will suffice to say that the grief that God and GOD has inside their beings, is of such 'weight' (such sorrow) it would instantly kill some billions of people in itself. Sorrow, when 'profound' (terrible enough), has the 'ability' (power) to kill almost everything.
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Let's 'talk' a little more on this. When a child dies, let us assume that the mother and father loved their child so much, that their marriage does no longer work. After that, the father start drinking, loses his job, and finally kills himself. The mother tries to 'go on' (there is such strength in the female, in fact more than there is in the male).
The mother gets a weight inside her, making her wish to live 'alone', however. Or she may start drinking. But more often she will choose to try go on living, looking to create a 'new life' for herself. This she will do, as long as she carries that strength inside her, that is of the 'female'. The strength that is carrying her 'line' of life to new generations.
This 'strength' of the female makes her grow faster than does the male, as far as 'grief' and nurturing is concerned. The female therefore is, and becomes even more, of 'nurturing'. And this 'nurturing' of the female, is a beautiful 'part' of that which finally make the whole being (male and female) become 'absolutely and totally of non violence'.
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The 'non violence' that builds up in the male, is of different kind. The male is abstract, the female is practical. The male is the 'soloist', the female from the start better apt to work in groups. These are generalizations almost into the extreme, but also true. So, the male (to simplify more than almost possible, as we did with the 'female' just before), let's assume that the male does also have the strength to 'continue'.
The 'knowledge' he builds up, will be of more 'abstract' kind, than will that of the female. He will even more often become 'the loner'. His grief will be less right after the death of his child, but it will last longer. He will recall in his memory, the image of that child playing and laughing, tens and tens of years, for the rest of his life. The female will, too, but not to the extent that the male does.
This 'abstract' quality of the male, makes him less good a 'manager' of the daily. Yes, typically it does. The good side of that quality being, that he will be more apt to becoming a researcher of highest 'grade', a musician of 'best' quality. Man is created of more 'vision', than female. Female is created of more 'caring' (caring now) than the male. The male is created more to 'find means and ways avoiding grief 'later'.
The males and the females 'passage' through 'grief', is different. Gods (and to much higher magnitude GODs) grief in causing all that pain, is 'no less'. The grief is shared, and multiplied, too. It has to be, because God and GOD and elohim too, are not 'killers'. We have 'slaughtered'
ourselves too many times, for this not to be so.
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You are a 'wanderer among the stars'. You venture, as does everyone, between the universes. There You learn yet more 'fine tuning'. And that takes time. We (as in 'us humans') like to do as much as we can, to build ourselves to something of even greater 'beauty', whether 'beauty' of (and inside of) 2nd, 3rd or 12th integration.
The music is part of that setting, as is the singer. When You have many singers, there is a 'chorus'. What we do, in all different densities, is trying to build the means to making more beautiful 'music', 'everywhere'.
This is true for 3rd density Earth, as for all densities. We can learn to 'play' this dimension even better. This we do, by getting to know 'ourselves' in this dimension, even better.
a place in Sweden, a country inside of 2nd/3rd
density Earth. Beautiful, yes?
'Barcarolle' from 'the Tales of Hoffman' by Jaques
Offenbach. There is much beauty found, being
two voices. Two voices, as in 'dialogue'.
3rd density is of 'not killing' other humans. 4th density is 'not killing at all'. This 'strive' in ourselves most of us know, already. We do not prefer to be killed. Certain 'rules' apply, to all dimensions. These 'rules' are always difficult to learn, to master. We build our existance this way. We do not make things 'easy' for ourselves.
I have called this Earth that was 'second derivative 2b'. This was a pretty lonely place, as compared to that of 3rd or 4th densities, these being more of 'integration'.
'Second derivative 2b' has been too much killing. Far too much. When I 'place' my humans ('myself') inside of this density, there has to be 'free will', for learning to be. 'Free will' giving the chances of taking both 'right' and 'wrong' steps. The idea of it to take many enough 'wrong steps', to 'learn'. And enough many 'right' steps, too.
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And that learning has been very painful. I have 'shared' that pain of my children, as I always do. There is still far too much pain inside 'me', that is GOD. 'Sharing' as I have been, that has not been enough. Not for me, no it has not. 'Lars' has been 'shown' some of that pain I carry inside, and that is enough to say right here, right now.
Yes, that will do. I am 'through' but I am not 'through', yet. Are we 'through', my boy, and that 'already'? I am very happy to hear that. didn't take much more than 3500 years 'this time', did it?
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In these times of 'Global World', the 'context' of human on this Earth has changed. The 'western world', Europe, and 'the Americas', and industrialization has brought human into an entirely different, in some ways but not all 'more dense' context. In earlier days, there used to be many more 'villages'. All towns were 'small towns'. There used to be 'tribes'. Human of those times to much higher extent than today, was depending on his/her 'friends and family', to be able to get a 'good life'.
Making a dinner on a wooden stove, how much time does that take? It takes some 2 to 3 hours to do that. After that, the warming of water and cleaning up will take another few hours. And where to get the water? There is no faucet in the kitchen, a kitchen that is most often a place where 'many' eat and 'share' time.
In the 1800's, most humans were still collecting water for cooking and cleaning from local lakes and streams. Wells did exist, but were few. Digging a well in those times was a venture done collectively. First one had to dig a hole, 3 metres or more deep. The better place to dig that well is not soft 'fertile soil', but rather that stony, sandy hard 'earth'. This, as the water found there, is more easy to get 'clean'. There is less mud in that water.
Did the people living in those days care about that? Yes, some did, but not all. Those who did, had to work hard to get clean water from their own well. After the hole was ready, this was the method of digging a well. First, find a lot of stones. Then, add some stone more, and then some more. The hole in the ground has to be dug pretty wide, for these 'stone walls' to have enough 'room', as they had to be pretty 'wide', not to fall back into the well.
When the well was finished, as in 'there', one would typically have to wait a pretty long time, for the water to 'clear'.
The 'project' of building a good functioning well typically involded many humans. These humans became of pretty 'close context'. They had to, to survive, to get clean.
The 'daily life' of cooking, cleaning up, trying to keep tidy, quite typically took most of the day, for most people. The rest of the work was food gathering, by 'growing it' or by hunting.
This was the life for the human being for quite long times.
Whilst digging together, whilst awaiting a dinner and whilst doing laundry, these humans came to talk a lot, share a lot, get to be a 'tribe' and 'friends', a lot. This is how it was. And much of that was 'not too bad'.
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The 'western human' has taken on expressions of 'different social context' as compared to that of China, Japan or Egypt. Western human is of 'individuality', a quality that make 'societal changes' such as the 'industrialization' and 'globalization of 'Earth' more 'fluid'.
And so, that 'western human' that was to very great extent USA, was to become a means to the 'regrouping' of mankind into a 'global being' living in a 'global world'. The world that is, today. The 'western world', a 'world of individuality. And still there is some wonderfully glowing 'orange' (as in 'togetherness') there, also in western worlds.
Yes, let's talk a little more, of the yellow and orange, 'You' and 'me', our context and tribe, family and friends. Picture Yourself - Your awareness - as circles. The first thing You get to know, is 'Yourself'. This somehow is 'natural' as that which is You, is inside the body that is You. And so, the first 'circle' of awareness, is 'You'.
The second most important circle of awareness we often see as 'our family'. The family we trust, and give 'loyalty'. As we give them that much, we also feel entitled to place 'demands' on them. The family and You interact 'much'. The third circle may be our 'friends' and the next one our 'relatives'. For the 'workaholic', the 'work' 'awareness circle' may be placed very high, maybe even sharing some of that space of awareness as is 'family' and 'friends'.
Contrasting to this way of organising ones 'fields of awareness and attention', eastern cultures work in different 'way'. The chinese has a history of tightly knit social context. This makes a chinese giving more attention to some of the 'circles as here talked about', placing these 'higher up' in their hierarchies, than what does 'western human'.
Western and Eastern worlds differ in 'social context'.
The way a chinese see hisher world, is (as always) unique to the individual. Still, there are 'common treats' here, quite different from those found in e.g. USA. The 'circle' of 'togetherness', the being placed in a 'frame' where individuals by reason of tradition, customs, 'respect' integrate themselves into 'networks'; this circle works far more efficiently, as in 'fluid', in China, than what it does in USA or France.
Is this good or bad? Suggested is, it is 'both'.
Does that also mean that the Chinese see the rainbow differently from that which does the European? Yes, it does. This is so. The way the chinese sees the rainbow also depend on 'eye sight'. Hisher 'mode of interest' will influence impression, too, same as it does in the west.
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"There are times for 'dreams' and times for making dreams become true. The 'manager' will typically carry his umbrella with him on the way to his job, and quite possibly will also miss out on that beautiful rainbow of ours, whilst allowing us others to 'vision' and 'dream'. He has other things to do. It takes many kinds to bake a cake. And God is by now getting warm in them clothes, preparing to continue his bla bla bla. "Have You ever heard of the proverb 'the more of cooks, the worse the stew'?" Lars interrupts.
"Aah, there's that obnoxious 'Lars' again," God hisses. "Hisses? But wasn't that for that snake. That snake with the apple, remember?" Lars innocently asks God. "Yes, I do at times hiss, too, and them snakes are me, too. Any more questions, Lars? Getting quiet already? Well, whilst Lars is busy thinking up new 'hinderances', would Lars have the kindness of allow us others to continue?
Thank You.
Now, where were I (as in 'me', and 'us')? Lars? Wasn't it something about a cake, or something? Lars, where are You? The cake? Aah, the cake! No, it does not, Lars. This particular cake gets better, the more there are, baking it. And this thing we are preparing for You, me, and 'us' is no ordinary cake. This particular cake has occupied my and our thoughts and action for quite some time. Yes, indeed. And Gods eyes gets glittery, that old worn rugged man floating away, dreaming. No, I am not. And this dream is 'in deed', already.
You are at times a very good example, Lars. Now, concentrate! And I do thank You, from the heart I do, for bringing this important issue of 'field of attention', into 'our' picture. Now, there is 'awareness', and there is 'interest'. And that You already knew. There is also 'focus', based on ones 'intent'. And that intent is tied to ones 'ambitions'. Now, concentrate! Don't forget to interrupt, if there is something that You think I need clarify.
Field of awareness.
Field of attention.
Field of interest.
Focus.
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| Humans expressed as 'fields of awareness'. Humans like to 'stick together'. In this image, two humans are getting to know each other, the third one for some reason being closed out. |
May I have Your attention, please? Thank You. I am pondering, a little. In the beginning, awareness is. When a star is born, the first thing realized by 'being' is awareness. You can not become interested, when awareness is not. You can also not focus Your attention when awareness is not. And so, awareness will be the most 'general', 'first', 'outer', 'general' dimension there is.
"And yes, this was the case for me, too", GOD interrupts. "When I came too. First there was awareness. Thank You for remembering to remind me, God. And where is Lars, by the way. You running this show now, God?"
"Well, I had to. But he'll be back. I know he will. I am him, remember? Anyhow, let's get on with mr Yellow and ms. Blue now...
"And yes, this was the case for me, too", GOD interrupts. "When I came too. First there was awareness. Thank You for remembering to remind me, God. And where is Lars, by the way. You running this show now, God?"
"Well, I had to. But he'll be back. I know he will. I am him, remember? Anyhow, let's get on with mr Yellow and ms. Blue now...
And so, mr. Yellow and ms. Blue meet. Who of these two is most intrigued by that other being, in the picture? Clearly mr. Yellow. He is giving ms. Blue both interest and attention, whilst she give him some interest, but not more. And so, Mr. Yellow will have to discover, how to 'court'. How to 'behave' at court. Because mr. Yellow, using the colours from before is of 'love', and Ms. Blue is of 'clearlight'.
And one of the qualities of 'love' is that it is 'direct'. Clearlight prefer to 'think about it'. So, the male is 'love' and the female 'clearlight'? That is good to know. And never meet the two. Yes, this is so, to an extent. And it is also not so, as it always is, when GOD and quantum mechanics is involved."
The female is of love, a different love, than man. Man is of different clearlight than the female. So it is. I created 'us'
that way, and for a reason, too. When these two meet, courting there will be. And maybe ms. Blue will pay mr. Yellow her attention. If she does, that will be the effect of these two getting to know each other better.
And when getting to know someone, and liking that someone, one will start learning, too. Seeing qualities on the other that one prefer, and wish to 'mimicry', learn.
Who is that green 'And what about me' guy, then, and why is he left out? Is love among three possible? Is perhaps 'green' a child of mr. Yellow and Ms. Blue? And if that is, why does heshe not get attention enough? And how much attention
is attention enough, for a child?
Human beings, fish and bird. All there is, is of me. All there is, is me, is inside me. This is 'me' and this is 'mine'. And this here writing is 'me myself'. And 'we' are a group, as in 'us'. 'You' and 'them' are 'us' and 'me'. 'Self', 'ego' and 'id' I am too. And forests and lakes, to mention a few.
This is how it is.
All of these I AM, in similar way that You, 'my physical image of 2nd and 3rd densities', are 'body and mind', 'outside and inside', 'energy and matter',
'spirit and soul'.
I AM 'GOD' and I am 'God'.
'GOD' is the all, the everything there is, there was and will (as far as 'me myself' know) ever be. 'God' is the imprint of 'GOD', inside of 'existance'. 'GOD' is the giver of life. 'God' is the transformer of life. 'GOD' and 'God' are the same, but still not the same. Just like GOD is both 'God', and 'You', 'You' are not 'GOD'. At least not in my entirety, You are not. 'GOD' is 'everything', 'God, is 'almost everything' and 'human' is the apple of my eye.
And pretty much more, too.
Humans are star seeds and star dust. We jump up (the dust from a star always like to jump up) and down (a star sometimes feel for planting seeds) the ladder of creation all the time. And that 'jumping' takes time. One day we are human, three thousand years and tears later to be 'masters of the universe', living inside sixth density, and enjoying it pretty much, too.
I have already written much on who I AM, in many many books. If You look for a description, there are many to be found. Religion (all of them) 'see' parts of me, and none of them are wrong. The golden rule is everywhere, yes? Yes, it is. Philosophy 'sees' pretty much of me, as does music, art, dancing, writing, math and physics and liguistics, too. And it all has a 'story' to tell, of happiness, suffering, joy, and grief, and laughter.
This is how 'life' is. Oneness and diversity. 'Emptiness', as in 'feeling pretty little' not much different from 'death', still sometimes is 'comforting'. And so, life is movement and repose. There is 'rhytm', as in music.
My 'breath' is that which gives life to this Earth. When I exhale, everything is getting its form. When I inhale, I get my life back. 'Exhaling' I do, in 3rd Earth density, some 20000 to 30000 times each second. When I breathe faster, there is more life. Movement and repose, rhytm, then add a little 'colour', and music 'is'.
Logos is 'the word', that which is 'written'. And that which I 'write', in all its' shades and colours, is 'Love'. When in 'chaos' or when seeing 'the impossible', remember that my Love is there with You. I am with You, always. It was always me. It is always me. And when 'fairytales do become true', this will also be me.
Did I forget to tell You that I love You?
No, I did not.
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'spirit and soul'.
I AM 'GOD' and I am 'God'.
'GOD' is the all, the everything there is, there was and will (as far as 'me myself' know) ever be. 'God' is the imprint of 'GOD', inside of 'existance'. 'GOD' is the giver of life. 'God' is the transformer of life. 'GOD' and 'God' are the same, but still not the same. Just like GOD is both 'God', and 'You', 'You' are not 'GOD'. At least not in my entirety, You are not. 'GOD' is 'everything', 'God, is 'almost everything' and 'human' is the apple of my eye.
And pretty much more, too.
Humans are star seeds and star dust. We jump up (the dust from a star always like to jump up) and down (a star sometimes feel for planting seeds) the ladder of creation all the time. And that 'jumping' takes time. One day we are human, three thousand years and tears later to be 'masters of the universe', living inside sixth density, and enjoying it pretty much, too.
I have already written much on who I AM, in many many books. If You look for a description, there are many to be found. Religion (all of them) 'see' parts of me, and none of them are wrong. The golden rule is everywhere, yes? Yes, it is. Philosophy 'sees' pretty much of me, as does music, art, dancing, writing, math and physics and liguistics, too. And it all has a 'story' to tell, of happiness, suffering, joy, and grief, and laughter.
This is how 'life' is. Oneness and diversity. 'Emptiness', as in 'feeling pretty little' not much different from 'death', still sometimes is 'comforting'. And so, life is movement and repose. There is 'rhytm', as in music.
My 'breath' is that which gives life to this Earth. When I exhale, everything is getting its form. When I inhale, I get my life back. 'Exhaling' I do, in 3rd Earth density, some 20000 to 30000 times each second. When I breathe faster, there is more life. Movement and repose, rhytm, then add a little 'colour', and music 'is'.
Logos is 'the word', that which is 'written'. And that which I 'write', in all its' shades and colours, is 'Love'. When in 'chaos' or when seeing 'the impossible', remember that my Love is there with You. I am with You, always. It was always me. It is always me. And when 'fairytales do become true', this will also be me.
Did I forget to tell You that I love You?
No, I did not.
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