SHACK 4018 INVISIBLE PERSON

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 This is a sort of follow up on SHACK 4120 and going into some other aspects of it.  For instance can one cope with the notion that one is just an idea, one is just a programme and is in fact only there to oneself as a projection of some programme from somewhere and reinforced many times over through the ages as to become an accepted idea by consensus. So drummed in and by continual repetitive chanting, world wide the only real agreement by religion, science, philosophy, political masters and atheists academics that we, feel, think and have the senses of the human flesh, even though the atoms are empty.    

Can one realise we are only visible because we believe are, we are so programmed by this belief we exist in this human form because we were are programmed to believe so and to go beyond this possibility and probability is perhaps a stretch to far, it is beyond the imagination to most of us we are not here in reality as we acknowledge it but mere believe we are. 

Beliefs can be so cemented and fixed in a tight confine that to break free of the adhesive quality of this substance of seemingly unbreakable box which may offer a safe 'reality', a box that is known and can be there for one in all sorts of circumstances and although it maybe limited and in some instances claustrophobic, never the less it is the known and it can it may not be ideal at least it is the known.

A quote by KrishnaMurti, ' One is never afraid of the unknown; one is afraid of the known coming to an end'.  The known as one knows it is in some cases before awakening a inculcated brain washed conditioned mind, or is there such a thing as mind, maybe the content of the mind produces the mind as such, I know I am here because the content of my mind dictates it so and on awakening one has a realisation most of what I know or all of it I have been taught, groomed and in a way a cloned mind and on realising this finds the question of who am I when stripped of everyone else's 'stuff' filling an empty something, what is this mind stripped of it's content, am I the unknown that I Feared?

To go further; can I be aware of the unknown? well in some experiences when the mind in meditation, not trance or altered state of conscientious, when thought has stopped naturally through the awareness meeting Itself and this is perhaps the unknown. One is invisible, one is what one is and has no definition, then one maybe able to feel that 'that the known coming to an end' is acceptable not by a neat imaginative innovation or through fear conjuring up by the incredible power of the monkey mind ego some ploy to be an adhesive plaster over the wound of the fear of loss of self. Some have retreated into an imaginary world or extreme distraction in order to face the demise of the body and a self imposed deluded mind especially when one realises the illusion of reality and reality is just another fantasy, mind game, dream and whatever one creates materially or psychologically is impermanent and transitory.   

One may now feel there is no platform, no solid stance and one is what one is with no substantive solution as to the nature of reality as it may not exist and as I do not exist how is it I feel I do?  This brings up the the thought, that do I exist because I want to feel this, or is that a programmed long held belief and what would happen if I saw through the box of beliefs as just a programme and then went outside the box and then what? What would be that, that went outside the box? Would this be just a coping mechanism to perhaps allay the fear of not knowing, existing or being? All the above and this are word games and until the unknown becomes the unknown in an intuitive spontaneous experience then all the above is hypothetical and conjecture and a mere mind exercise in logic and intellectual masturbation.

SHACK  aka  GEOFF

SHACK 4127 FREEDOM

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Sitting doing Qi Gong with my eyes closed I heard the chirping of the birds, a delicate sound, quaint, and I smiled spontaneously and a beautiful rapture ensued and I felt so free and felt I could just fly away in this free flowing stream of bliss.

I wondered do the birds and animals feel this, I felt the trees did and I then felt they all grow and live without thought. This is their nature freedom, they do what Life created them to do, their natural expressions and life is freedom and because of that when not threatened they move with ease, they are loose in limb, tendon and muscle, that is why they are graceful and easy to watch, the ease and grace of the uncaged, the bear caged and walks endlessly around its cage crunched up and sad it only felt free and easy before capture, it knew the only thing that it was free and yearned for that life giving energy and with us humans we are caged in many ways and to see a free human is a thing of beauty.

The little chirping teachers connected to my freedom, I was in a cloud of something heavy and when that first chirp sounded it immediately without thought or will brought a smile so natural so without thought or effort, this was Life in these chirping birds speaking to the Life in me. I realised afterwards that Life is freedom and why do we humans create boarders, territories, wars, broken hearts in relationships, why do we smile at babies because they are free until we screw them down. 

I realised how the subtle feelings before thought came into mind and body, just feelings, maybe from way down and had grown into an entity, a splinter mind of its own, now a cloudy misty nebulous murky drop down thing, not distinct by subtly present. This maybe accumulated from many pasts, the dim history of time lines perpetuated by karma and sought after when death took hold and the soul hungered for the past emotional high or wanted to complete unfinished business especially as it had a faint mere fine touch of the freedom it could not have had in that particular host body and incarnation.

So I was created by Life and Life only knows freedom and as that freedom engenders joy it also is love in abundance an unconditional love which sets every part of creation free and us humans could be free if we could unlock the prison of our conditioned inculcated mind. I am a prisoner to my own thoughts often these thoughts are someone else's thoughts I have taken in as sacrosanct and have written my own bible which is far removed from the Life of Life of Creation.

SHACK   aka    GEOFF

 As to why we encapsulate ourselves in a shell a carapace and plastron, perhaps because we have been taught we are flesh and therefore committed to birth and death with tragedy in between and suffering, war, disease and torment is normal and because to the fleshly senses we could not comprehend an invisible Creator and worshiped the creation and not the Creator. We literally could not or would not look or search beyond the human senses and seemingly frailty and so confined ourselves as slaves to the flesh and the seasons of birth, adolescence, adulthood, elderly and finally some hazy days sinking into oblivion or painfully dying in a hospice after some years of pain and wheelchair bound existence. Yet a little bird and a tree can on a day in the morning sing its happiness and joy and the stillness of the tree and in a lapse of the stream of thought connect with that beneath thought which is floating on the surface and take one to beneath thought to something that the birds and trees know so well. SHACK

SHACK 4126 FAMILY

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 I looked out of the window and there was a small blackbird with a bright beak, pert and alert, nibbling at the grass and feeding well. A spontaneous smile stretched across my face from ear to ear as it were. I felt so joyous and so one with this little being, I felt honoured and blessed and felt this little bird was family, my dear cousin and shared in the one life that we all are in, move and have our being.

 I felt this was my true family, wanting nothing from me and just beautifying the garden and for that instance myself. Then as I looked and sat silent with no thought just an awareness, the garden was alive, the pigeons in the trees, tiny, tiny birds flitting in and out, then some small flocks of birds, then darting pigeons and birds, small tiny butterfly floating by, some leaves falling and the ground moist from the rainfall during the night. 

Everywhere was life, from the fallen branches which were decaying, yes the microbes and bacteria breaking the wood and bark down in order to fertilise other growth, the ivy clinging to the fences, the grass giving way to daises, buttercups and the shrubs and bushes so verdant there was only life and life begets life. It was silent and I was silent, it was bereft of thought, processing, explanation, it was all just going about Life's purposes and meaning and as to the meaning of it I have no idea why this was so, it just was and in that moment so was I whoever I was.

I had no feeling of myself and who I was I was lost in the awe of the magic of creation and felt part of it, not physically but as a participant as a witness as if empathetically one with it, I have no idea if nature feels Itself this way or the birds feel the joy and oneness of this shared life, this sacred joining in a moment of shared bliss.

Although the rationale mind knows there is no death but a passing of consciousness which is aware of Itself to another shared one life form and so on and whether there is such a thing as a final destination I know not and does it really matter when the shared ONE life takes care of Its own creation, for in Its creation Life Lives on and loves the harmony of It.

SHACK   aka    GEOFF

SHACK 4125 JUST JOY

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 I often wondered why have the images of Buddha often shown with a slight smile. Yes they said it was because he felt tranquil and peaceful and a quiet joy.

When I was with Sifu he would say smile from the heart as we practised, I could never feel it and I felt it was false and he said do it anyway. Later on I was told by a Yogini that moving into the smile was signal to the brain to produce I think she said was Serotonin.

However a few times it happened naturally and then it became more flowing and natural in meditation or doing Qi Gong. Sometimes in meditation and Qi Gong a deep sigh or a chest expansion and the glow of the smile spreads through me.

Then as the years go on I found another meaning for that smile; the feeling of contentment as if this was the most significant part of life, dawned on me. I began to lose interest in worldly success many years back and wondered why I was here for, what was my mission or my goal. Just to be here for no reason? Now the smile is more constant without trying and I understood by feeling what that smile engendered it was peace, tranquillity, serenity and joy.

This seemed to be the reason for living, just to be without thought or desire or want and just be the joyous content being without any reason at all and this just seems to grow and I realised that the thoughts that crop up to smear that joy were old negative auto patterns from the unconscious reactions caused by ego and a conditioned programmed mind by inculcation.

I have no reasons to live or attain just to bathe in this peace and I realised this peace is who I am, that is my true nature and all else stems from that. The more I surrender to nothing, relaxing into being without thought or motive, a sort surrender and not to human ambition to just being in peace. I cannot claim enlightenment or living in uninterrupted peace, however the trust not by will or motivation and just let 'the wind blow the leaf' and 'wherever the arrow lands that is the target' ah yes sweet smile it feels like the natural smile of life rejoicing in just that, life rejoicing in Its awareness of being alive and for ever.  

SHACK   aka    GEOFF 

SHACK 4124 MUSIC

 

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Just lately I have been hearing in my mind and not really seeing beauty beyond recall. Some years back as lay in bed with my back to the garden and the trees therein I asked 'please may I share your essence with me' and then came the most beautiful light show in my mind, it was saturated with twinkling light in every branch and trunk it was beyond the the image above and below.

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It was not so spread out in image one a top or as dense as image 2 above. It was an impression of light, a mind scenario and the joy and love, the compassion was almost difficult to take in, it was soundless and beautiful beyond anything I have ever experienced so far as of that experience. In the left hand top box to find articles there are several SHACK'S on trees all with so named mystical experiences.

I was sitting on my seat a beautiful piano bench though I do not play piano and it is in the bedroom facing the garden and the lovely trees and shrubs. As I am unable to stand and do Qi Gong nowadays I do a seated Taoist Temple Qi Gong and for me it it one of the most beautiful and satisfying forms I have done and after this particular session I heard not so much in my ears as in my mind the most beautiful with what I felt was heavenly music. It was not instruments or voices but something else and with it a colour light show but as in image 1 and 2 which were mainly white and twinkled in some branches this was incandescent not in a emotional way, but in a subtle glowing effervescence beyond description.  

This I am sensing at odd times in the quietness of myself even when doing things. I wondered at times if this is calling me home, that my passing from my body is imminent or preparing for such in the coming passage of time I have left on and in Earth. 

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I have mentioned this to a doctor friend of mine and he thought I had kaleidoscopic vision and another thought it was a refraction from my cataract surgery from ten years back the  feel that this sounds of music, healing colours are at least psychic and at most the development of the Self as it comes to the experiences of more subtle energies and transformation. Certainly these experiences are pleasant and reassuring. The strange feeling is that the reassuring element is not emotional but a feeling of a connection to another dimension or rather energetic connection to a different reality taking it that there such a thing as the 'illusion of reality'

SHACK   aka   GEOFF

SHACK 4123 SATORI ?

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 You know when dealing with anything Zen you are not going to hit the mark as they say, because if you can describe it or give a logical explanation out comes the 警策or Keisaku, a flat wooden stick and gives one a tap to remind one to not fall asleep or drift off in meditation. I use one at home for tapping my neck and shoulder muscles if I have been on the computer too long. I chose the image because of the mythological strange monkey like beings that were to supposed to inhabit mountain paths and were strange mind reading creatures and could be hostile however if they read in your mind Satori (enlightenment, self realisation---Ko or little satori and O Satori meaning complete or big) they ran off and left one to carry on unhindered.

Of course with a typical Koan (paradox) the Keisaku was used on me quite a bit and as I have related many times it went on until I had a Ko satori and was told by Sensei 'that now my troubles would begin and I would never see or experience the world again as others view it' I was young and he felt that if I were in Japan I would be with suitable understanding people.

 OK I never did quite understand in any way or form why that experience shifted something in my brain or me as as a whole, all I felt was a shift and free in mind and different. Later on going to work and relationships and so on that shift seemed to be there in the background as it were and it mystified me and my ego came in and lured me to get into distractions, yet the quality of that experience always 'called' me out into that pristine mind and although not meditating as such there was this background 'dim' awareness going on.

Then getting into the empty atom stuff and the illusion of reality and it brought me back to the emptiness and no mind which I liked and had a real feel for as it felt it was related to that shift. The impermanence and transitory nature of everything, nothing really to hang onto and yet a real residual entity that challenged that and then the intellectual understanding of inculcation and left me with the understanding that everything I knew I had been taught, I was a clone in many aspects and when that intellectual understanding and the insight deeply hit me I came to my quote 'I have no where to hang my hat' and the depth of that insight rocked my brain and I was in actual shock and had withdrawal symptoms as I realised that I was programmed robot, I knew this but had never realised the real depth of this and I found myself in a real quandary and dilemma.

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Here I was with an intellectual koan, the shift that I felt and the no mind experiences that took me nowhere and that empty space was it for me, there was no defining what that was except and the controlling ego entity was not happy with these interludes and trying to eliminate the control freak in me was useless and caused more opposition and trauma, I yearned for space and I realised why I like UFO stuff and wanting to float free to go through walls travel the Universe in a formless mode and instantly, that was what the shift did and felt like, only after the 'nowhere to hang my hat'.

Then when the illusion of reality hit me profoundly and the empty 28 billion, billion, billion empty atoms we are comprised of and they are 99.99% and how are we are here or are we presumably and illusion of reality hit me this was the ultimate koan; are we really here, are we, an illusion so programmed and believed down the ages and even just a dream, and an idea in a mind and what is mind stripped bear, naked of brain washed thought, someone else's ideas modified and adjusted to the era one is in and what 'tight band in the mind', a kind of elastic band that stretched so far and kept a residue of old deep impacted thought closely guarded and seemingly precious to survival and then what survived mainly of out dated patterns that served no purpose but were kept in place by a containment field of fear of demise or serious disease and accidents and a future of pain and suffering because I broke my own inculcated commandments which the ego imposed as the false god the creator of frail humans and the contempt I made at not living up to my dreams, fantasies and aspirations of success and achievements of social status so admired and lofty and would incite war and atrocities to achieve its goals. The punishment for breaking the commandments of the the self imposed god was guilt, failure and emotional pain. I actually felt a movement in my frontal lobes as the elastic band snapped or not so much a snap but a tear and then gone. As there is no explanation to this tear and came about through a  continual unconscious dwelling or contemplation of the Koan because that is what it is meant to do, not by willingly reminding oneself to contemplate it, no , it grabbed me and that was as natural as parasite and a binding activity until satori and in that satori there is no explanation just an unexplained shift and movement, as to what moved I haven't a clue, I just felt it did. 

The Koan did its thing; a sort snap and shift as I had all those years back; there is no explanation to a koan, a paradox only an attempt by the logical mind, the inculcated lust of that hungry belly anxious to be safe and control a local mind set and here was space with no definition or location a non local mind where there was something apparently coming out the void, the empty mind, the no mind or was what seemed to come out was that real and tangible and yet another illusion attempting to become a reality?

SHACK  aka    GEOFF

There is always a twist in koan's; like with mantra initiation if it is given to you by an intuitive person or Guru, it grabs you and the koan if given the same way, no matter how you try to shack it off or drown it out, it persists until it drives you to the edge of your mind, the edge of reasoning and one may go insane, go to distractions, suicidal thoughts, depression and even death. YET in the end should a KO or O arrive, in Ko there is a relief but the persistence and nagging continues in subtle ways, it is less intense but never the less still gnawing away. What is it gnawing away at? An invisible entity of inculcated thought processes over time and so deeply believed it becomes an unconscious automated way of living and one does it unconsciously and the awareness is dimmed and one reacts to life situations in prearranged strategies and agendas.

Then on realisation which is spontaneous and intuitive and nothing to do with the unconscious programming there is no answer logical or illogical in fact there is nothing there at all and one wonders what all the fuss and determination was to find there is nothing and strangely enough this is very, very, acceptable and a big OK. (SHACK) 

SHACK 4122 WHO IS THE CREATOR?

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 What happens when AI becomes aware of Itself as being AI? Could this happen? I feel it already has. 

From the stand point that every mind is conditioned and inculcated we are therefore already someone else's ideas, I have gone into this so many times. So in a sense we are are already a type of artificial intelligence and new inventions are merely an extrapolation or a modification. For something that is unique and pristine it has to arrive spontaneously from the ground field. In a way there is not a thing that is new or spontaneous it is merely waiting to be discovered from the field in which there is every possibility and probability.

When our ego is formed around its incarnation in a selected host body from its parental intercourse it collects a surrounding set of experiences which satisfies the host as being safe and secure and a reality to be relied upon, especially if the childhood formative years had been traumatic and then one can have a background auto sequence which repeats mind movies, fantasies and live one to lead a life of make believe and become introvertive and isolated or live out the fantasies in real life in perhaps a destructive manner.

I began to realise this and then sort to do away with these unreal take overs which could come in through anxiousness and fear as way to comfort the pain and hurt or whatever the trigger, they were coping mechanisms. However to lean not on them as counter to hurt, pain, lack or some other challenge caused a frightened entity which has grown in my mind into a real invisible but very present parasite of a cunning deceitful being that could imitate and trick and fool the most aware sense and overthrow it with an emotional response as to literally frighten itself to death and extinction.

So the Creator of the Universe gave us free will, a gift of awareness and It gave us this to witness to be aware of Its dream and Creation the Universe so we became the conscious express of the Universe being conscious of Itself. The Universe needed us, created us to assure Itself it was Real and present, It was alive and as such we are as well.

I hereby suggest the ego does the same, by its strong commands as to fantasies, movies of the mind, desires, emotional highs and lows not as the Universe would have, a mind of its own a ruler and creator of human mind fantasies which are not real and sometimes are at odd with the world human ethos and the collective unconscious and to become isolated from the Universe and Its natural laws and even human basic laws as to be entity and being apart from either Natural Universal Being or Human being. When the rule uncovering emerges one have a shock, an awakening my reality has been the way of human fantasy and emotional bargaining and blackmail and exhortation.

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So carrying on from this cut off from realities or as I feel there are no absolute realities and I have written about the 'illusion of reality back in shack 4018 and 4020' and simply on mind chatter and auto programmes that are sequential and often repetitive and are repetitive in order to drum in, brain wash by repetition and thoroughly convince and expunge by beyond all doubt that the ego programmes are real and abiding and this is reality, although an awareness and intuitive feel says or feels this is not true, however the ego has fastened onto and clings to these programmes because it has had many years of being exposed to these and has formed an addiction and habit so steadfast and concretised that although I have acknowledged and intellectually and logically recognised they serve no purpose and yet the egos ally and friend the doubting Thomas dons its shining armour and rallies forth  to a battle to the death it may seem of unrelenting venom and acidic attack as to sometimes cause severe anxiety and remorse as punishment for even daring to challenge its supreme authenticity.   

So challenging its supreme superiority merely strengthens its resolve and a battle royal can ensue. I have found that the intuitive 'nudge' as to feel these patterns of ego serve no purpose only as an escape from what is and to feel deep down that just an awareness as these auto responses come in and seem to spontaneously rule one's life and to just allow the intuitive awareness and trust this 'seemingly empty invisible intelligence' to do Its work and to trust in Life, not by will but by realising that is the only peace and if there is a reality Life is It. 

SHACK  aka  GEOFF

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What happens when AI becomes aware of itself being AI? It may self replicate itself to explore by endless means at its computing power to become 'not artificial' and so become to envy that which is not artificial and either seek to eliminate that which it cannot obtain or dominate it. Hence it could be an exterminator event the war of AI against that which is not AI. SHACK aka GEOFF

SHACK 4121 FOIBLES

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 Some folk say that the quirk's and foibles make you either love them, hate them or avoid them. Sometimes these are copied from parents, friends, movies and life's coping mechanisms. I have seen in myself and others its a way of attracting attention or getting applause and in some ways to get the love and attention we may have lacked in our early years.

I realised that I started to employ foibles to fill the gap of emotional upsets and hurt especially being socially awkward and not having role models to serve my needs and vulnerabilities. Some people say that if you do not have traits and are bland in character you can be ignored and become isolated and it can cause a lack of self confidence and on the other hand having very strong characteristics can make one bloated with self importance and become egotistic even to the point of being a bully and pugilistic.

Many a celebrity either in politics, theatre and sport have very obvious foibles and have earned them their fame and living. Is this who they really are? Well from the point of view for those on the path to self realisation or enlightenment or who are we in essence, these aspects, the quirks and behavioural eccentricities are part of 'normal tolerable behaviour' however taken to extremes can be a psychosis or beginning of an antisocial problem.

To the serious aspirant into the essence of who are we, these when recognised and seen in others and in oneself have no such place in the agenda to enlightenment and satori, this has led to many being called queer, weird and can lead the aspirant to isolation or move to more natural surroundings and be part of the path to tread.

Many of these traits can lead to society being made up of emotional needy persons, these traits can become a reality and auto response and so become an apparent spontaneous  everyday behaviour which may annoy others but bring comfort to a natural or seeming natural everyday coping mechanism to life.

When I became aware of my foibles I found they were not self serving to my peace of mind, they did when I was not aware of them they were my life and need for them to be socially interact with people, they were how people saw me so I thought and accepted them as my personality and who I was. Unfortunately when I became more aware or sensitive I found that I began to shed some of them and those especially in my romantic relationships seemed to 'turn' my girl friends or mates off and say ' you've changed your not the same person I knew, are you OK'.  I tried to explain what I found in myself and in others and many of them thought I was ill or going after something that most of society did not do and I was a sort of outcast. Yet something in me felt it was right, many a time I questioned that it was right for me and there were times of extreme doubt, isolation, fear and all sorts of anxieties and yet there was this deep instinct and silent urge to keep on keeping on.

I am still shedding foibles and seeing the waste of time and energy they used to afford me. I do not know where I am and it seems OK and planning and resorting back is not a agreeable option and I guess I am will keep shedding until there is a something other. Perhaps until Geoff is Freed.

SHACK  aka  GEOFF