Its
synchronicity or what maybe called coincidence that this SHACK article is 666
the so called mark of the devil, the beast or as a common joke the 999 call for police is
said to 666 as three policeman arrive on their head or doing headstands.
Numerology may have it that three six’s make 18 which then make 8 + 1 =9 and 9 is a
significant number as above in numerology; The number 9 as the vibration
of the First name represents wisdom and responsibility. The ultimate goal of
the Name number 9 is to serve humanity. This vibration has
come to serve the world and make it a better place for all to live in. 9 represents
human's 'earthly lesson', which is 'forgiveness'
However
I diverse and stray far from the essence of the article; formerly I played
around AH HA’s, concepts, insights and inspirations which suggested a variety
of aspects; The Big Bang as an AH HA from consciousness / God / The Source of
Life which begs the question where did consciousness and God and so on arrive
or originate from. Then the Big Bang was an accident which to me begs the
question an accident would be preceded by a cause, both of these above are to
me a mystery and I can only leave it at that for now or perhaps the following
will allay the mystery a tad.
Science in it's own way is endeavouring to find the origin and source, scientists are on a spiritual path, the quest to discover who they are but they may not own this.
I
felt that God or whatever name one feels represents the Source of Life and the
Creation was just as mystified how It came into being and consciousness and was
and is searching for ITS origin through Its creation of forms which It realised
are not permanent no matter their longevity this raises a doubt that
impermanence in creation is not who I am and since there is no visible form who
am I then? Then It may come to the conclusion I am an awareness because I
witness the forms which I created and in a way I am in them and yet not of
them. What then is the nature of awareness, I experience me as an alive
experience even though that experience may not be tangible by human or form
senses. I am an invisible awareness, perhaps energy of some sort and when not
in form creation I am aware as an awareness which to me is being conscious.
Audaciously
I am thinking, summarising, speculating if I were God, and it is said we humans are built in the image of
God. Certainly not in a physical form because it is said to be eternal and omniscient,
omnipresent and omnipotent.
I
have been on this journey of discovery, the quest and all that, and I realised
all things are impermanent, transient, at first logically, intellectually and
scientifically and now getting to be a fact an a non real reality, yes for my
body is here and here right now, it has changed over my life span and will
cease to be a living human form at some time and time is the measurement of any
forms life from a relative life of permanence to the end of that permanence and
then then speculations; does or is there a survival of some sort of conscious
essence that passes from the form to somewhere else?
Now
that God / me in my speculations and insights has arrived at; OK I found I am
not form, I feel I am a consciousness and unnamed invisible Source that is self
aware and as that is so, what therefore is the use of endless creation of form
as I now comprehend form is not me and has served its purpose as a mirror as a
reflection to show me through its impermanence that I am not it but the creator
of it.
Having
now found myself as not form a knowing within myself I am conscious awareness
and I cannot define or with any form senses feel myself, what do I feel when I
am aware of myself as consciousness, awareness and alive in some way and not
really bothered how I was born and who and what caused it.
I
feel joy at sensing I am an alive being, I feel free because I am not a form
that lives and dies and is always frightened at its own mortality and I feel an
emotion so strong and want tell all form when you die you only lose your form
not your essence, you are the pot the 'me' is the potter who created you, and you put your trust
in the pot that it would last forever and you got frightened that you aged and
got fragile, you trusted the form as the ultimate reality, but now you know it
is the Potter that is the spirit and the mind of the Potter that is reality and
on your demise you return to the Potters Mind and there was no separate pot / me, it was all in the potters mind.
Then
on the realisation that I the pot am a figment of the Potters Imagination and
in a way I am real and yet quantum wise glued together particles, atoms and
molecules which in their essence are empty in substance and are a decoded into
virtual reality by a decoder that can decode algorithms and vibratory waves and
frequencies into virtual holograms projected into space as reality. When this
hits home and begs the question what is real then, the surmised conclusion is I
am a mind and that mind is capable of conjuring up images to make form or just
remain in the mind as fantasies and are fantasies just as real as dreams and
become reality’s that produce or are the end product of those dreams, dream or
intend hard enough and they become so concrete beliefs they produce
for---hey presto my dream came true.
Now
to the next step; I have realised I am not for as yet have found myself through
the realisation that form is not permanent, I put aside how my mind, awareness,
consciousness was born and now investigate what this feeling is; above the
feeling led to not be able to define in a tangible way as I am still in my body
form, yet there is this sense intuitively that I feel great, free, joyful and
loving, so free that I want to shout and beg form to see, yes you are frail and
impermanent yet your real essence is freedom, love, love, and love so great it
yearns to share this with others, since this freedom is omnipotent,
omnipresent and omniscient and eternal and there is only this pervading the
Universe, Cosmos, multi dimensions and is ONE Mind, One Consciousness and can
only share it with Itself it has to create form to share this love with joyous
beautiful creation and because ITS LOVE it is a fountain, an eruption, a gushing,
waterfall of non ending love it wants ITS creation to enjoy Its freedom and
love. God has found that God is love; the search over for WHO AM I and now It
has discovered ITS own nature as unconditional love IT wants Its forms to share
in the same bounty and to be a witness and testimony to this love.
The
form takes on its own identity and feels it is eternal, until the cracks show
and then seek its true identity, it seeks the Potter, since the potter is a
conscious awareness without form the form either gets into Earthly distraction
or goes on and into the quest.
Hence
my audacious assumptions which are becoming more and more less assumptions as a
living reality, a reality that has no form or identity, no dwelling place, no
name and yet is all and everything to the one in human form who experiences
this in consciousness.
SHACK
