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There is a fire, a fire so hot and intense that it
burns, scolds and softens even the most hardened of encrusted crud. The crud I am referring too is the rust and
decay of outworn belief and habitual debris that no longer serves the form it is
deposited in.
Throughout the ages history of the Earth and its inhabitants are often locked into a set of systems and cycles and evolution. When evolution reaches its peak and when as nature cleanses house sometimes by fire, eruption
and mayhem and havoc, the forms lesser in power and nature, mainly human forms
cling vainly onto the raft of disappearing safety and the known which seems so
solid.
This fire of purification burns steadily at first,
in fact hardly perceptible and then as the crud begins to melt, burn up and run
away through the pores of the skin, the bowels, the urine, the lymph or by any
means even through mental abrasions, seeming wild behaviour, vile sexual black
occult displays, wars and inhuman barbaric acts and it is hoped the cleansing
and purging will be allowed to happen with as least hardness and violent
reaction.
It seems at this present year of 2018 the
psychotic, sociopath, psychopath and barbaric behaviour is evident and even
logic and ‘in your face’ bear naked truth is seen in absolute unbelievable
denial. The moral compass has been lost and the immoral one wears the crown and
points the direction.
Those that take on the challenge of the fire,
sometimes known as Kundulini, Chi, Ki, Life force and so on through their
chosen path, their predilection, come to a point when their fire starts to be
apparent as the space vacated and shed crud allows the flame to be felt /
seen / acknowledged and the flame grows.
This flame cleanses and reconfigures as well and
becomes a process, any resistance to the flame which is an intelligence in its
own right brings suffering. The
occupying crud is the ego or little self and a fight to ease the fire and
uncomfortable pain, the searing heat, the sweat and dizziness as it rearranges
the brain patterns and neuronal pathways and burns the plaque of the build up
through the ages. One can feel going mad as the old behavioural and set
routines patterns begin to drop away, yet allowing them to be purged and there
is seemingly nothing to replace them makes one feel naked, exposed and
vulnerable.
Where is this saviour to be found? Even then the
realisation comes there is no saviour outside oneself and yet the old ‘me’
became lost while becoming consumed by the intense purification, add to this
the physical cleansing of diet, exercise, lack of interest in he ‘old ways’,
sexual preference and other hedonistic pursuits drift away as the currents of
the new cannot support the new ‘nothingness’ of seeming void and desolation.
Yet when the heat, the searing, searching desert
‘sun’ eases for a moment of respite, the flames just an ember awaiting their
next surge and searching there is a quiet, a beauty, a silence and one rests by
the quiet waters, the green beautiful glades and one realises this is the
bounty. One cannot abide in the reward
of this space of tranquillity and so be it for a while because the intelligence
of the fire has knowledge of the remaining debris. It also acknowledges that if the fire were
not abated now and then it could destroy the form it is in. This would only be a
last desperate attempt to save the form from the history of repeating itself or more
repetitive cycles of cleansing in the most obdurate cases and causing never
ending reincarnations, which to my mind are merely cyclic beliefs which hold in their tight grasp the form and the so called aims and material goals and are
held so tightly that nearly all one’s energy goes to hold the clasp in solid
concrete as it were.
Probably the most annoying, frustrating aspect of
this is the mental, psychological and beliefs in the system. So brain washed, conditioned, impacted and
culturally religiously indoctrinated that it seems the only reality. Madness, unreality, nowhere in the mind and
what is mind seems to roar, headaches, nausea and a host of all other ‘devils’
seem to invade one. Distraction lures and seduces one in many guises. Yet these wear thin and are like a bad taste
in the mouth. There doesn't seem food that’s tasty, switching through endless
TV channels, documentary and webinars on self growth, brain health promises,
the lure of war films, spy films, the intrigue, sexual stuff in all its aspects
dulling because at the most all of this above is not lasting, merely a brief
interlude.
The search for new thrills, daring adventures seem
to fall by the wayside and this is gradually consumed by the flame. Then one
realises one is in the ‘living desert’, the barren hills, the dark night of the
soul, the starkness that no-thing, nothing, even the promises of untold wealth,
the most heavenly relationship, the most wonderful work and job, celebrity
status and so much more can at one moment of deep awareness and realisation
feel hollow and feeble. Then to live alone, a hermit in nature, off grid lures
one, away from the madness of the world and of dysfunctional people and materialistic
cruel materialism then to realise this is an escape from the naked truth of who
one is and so called reality.
One can realise others are dysfunctional when one finds it in oneself.
Suicidal thoughts are not an answer or the act
itself because one leaves unfinished business and nature always finishes its
job. So in the end one is in a prison, more like a cul-de-sac, one cannot turn
back down the cul-de sac because one returns to the same road, yet one is
barred from going on. What is the
solution? There is no solution, it is acceptance and surrender to the fire, one
has to find there is no logical solution, no saviour, no ‘Knight in Shinning
White Armour’ only to rest and allow the flame to burn one out of the cul-de-sac
and face with as joyful attitude of surrender and acknowledge that one’s own
intellect, ego, knowledge and fortitude in them is outdated, outworn and does
not serve one any more and so see the flame as burning and purifying the path
out of ones former mind set and way of life.
Life through suffering and joy leads one onto the
next step of evolution if one is wise enough not to resist it. By resisting it
brings pressure and evolution is pushing one to move on, take the leap of faith
that the Universe is an ever evolving process, a stream of consciousness
working it out through its forms, one has to move on with the river or be
drowned in the process and have to go back and renter the process, or just suffer innumerable ‘takes as on a film set’.
The pressure of the blocked energy of evolution
causes the flame, the fire to build up and it starts to cause illness and disease. It seems some causes of disease are rotting,
festering beliefs, that are doggedly and vainly held onto. The body then becomes a repository, a dustbin for outmoded
often acidic bitterness and so causes the form to turn putrid. One can be killed by
ones long held grievances and wrong doing.
Wrong doing it being out of step with the ‘natural way of things’. By
mind and body purification not so much by diet and exercise but perhaps by meditation, rumination, awareness and inquisitiveness then we may arrive at the
awareness and realisation as to who we are and not just a wardrobe of belief
systems taught to us when we were born.
We are not who we were taught to be.
The return to who we really are is the process of
the fire, and to the mind of the child added to which is the wisdom of a life lived
so far.
SHACK
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