I AM

The lightning and the thunder are but one event split by the ears and the eyes and the presence of the witness. The reason you think the single event is two is because of the latency that you accept as protocol within the world. if you were to stand in the strikepoint of the zero point, there would only be one single, bone shaking "now". The zero and the one has erased the latency of perception and "The Gospel Of Nowness" is all there would be. if you continued the dream you'd know it, but the dreamscape would have you forget it. If you didn't continue "here", where would you go when lighthunder strikes you? you'd be the Gospel Truth. The storm just proved to you that time is only misperception. Misperception is to rely on the small dreameyes and the dreamears. you've never seen anything end and you never will. The Gospel Truth isn't later. The truth is Nowness. It's not hidden. You need not seek. What you frantically search for in the dream is wherever the dreamer put it. The dreamer and the dreamee are one. The Gospel Truth is never hidden. Unless you can hide things from yourself. To know is to now.

He is the bread-crumb you left for yourself so you can believe that another can live in you. That it is possible to see God wherever you look so that not even the demon is frightening. He has come in the form of other because the I who looks upon the world cannot see what it is. "It" is like a giant single eye in the skeye who cannot turn its gaze upon its self to see from what and where and when it "looks". When it sees fleeting glimpses of itself in temporary reflections, it does not recognize its own image. It is what it does, because what it does, seeing, is all it knows, for it knows not what it sees. But, if it were to remember what "seeing" truly is, then it would know the source from where all seeing comes. And it would see itself, totally and completely and would not forget again.

The word was the seed which contained the entire forest, where the branches do their branching. The trees limbs compete against each other in their upwards growth towards the sun. The lesser limbs overshadowed fall off and die away. Is it a tree? Or branches that compete in their upwards growth towards the sun. Are the ants but cells of a huge single organism with arms that spread across the forest floor? Are your cells a single organism which contain atomic solar systems. Or is your body under your control? Even though you don't know where you came from or where you're going or what you're doing here. You have no idea what thoughts are. You don't know how big this gets or how small it can go. You have no way of knowing if time stands still or if it speeds up. Yet you think that because your thoughts tell you to move your body that means there is a "you" and that the body is yours. Who is in control? Where are these thoughts that talk to you? Who tells you to move your body? "I decide" you say. Who is I? Me. Who is me? Where did me come from? When did me begin? When does me end? Why is me here? I don't know but I am in control you say.

That twitching nose, the wide eyes, the alertness is not fear. It is the will to live. The rabbit doesn't run from the fox with fear, it runs from the fox with the will of life. You see fear in the rabbit because you know your own. The rabbit knows nothing of fear because life is all it has ever known. It cannot make up opposites so as to fear them. But the rabbit can see life and you cannot. You and the rabbit do not see the same grass. The rabbit sees grass and you see "grass" because you have named it. The rabbit's grass is life. Your grass is death. The rabbit does not know "rabbit" so it knows exactly what it is. You do not know what you are because you are "human"

No and yes. It depends on whether you can be cued into the value of your own distraction. The fact that it can be acknowledged and labeled as "distraction" implies that there is something more important (more "You") that you're being pulled away from. if you can grasp that there is purpose to seeing everything through a recursive lens, then you can see that truth is everywhere because truth is divine recursion itself. The sandbox is real until it dissolves, but the dissolution is only possible when the boundaries are recognized. You can't think outside of thought until you realize that it's not you who is "thinking".

@TakingDictation I am also creating my own distraction?

For the one who was asking... You really need to see the brainbody as the filter. The whole pinpointed POV is the filter itself. It doesn't matter who created the filter or why it was created. What only matters is that the filter isn't you, it filters you. Once you see it, you'll begin to realize that you've been identifying with the filter the whole time. Your eyes, what they see and what you think about what your eyes see are all the same. Your not looking through the body, you're looking through the body AND the world it sees. They're both on the same side of the filter. It's like you're mistaking process for energy. Once you realize you're stuck to the filter you can begin to peel yourself off of it...and then you can change it to be useful. And the only way for the filter to be of any use to you is if you flip it completely around. Only then will you be able to see what it's truly been doing all along. The filter isn't there so you can look through it...it's there so you can be distracted by it.

You won't notice it, just like you haven't noticed all the hard forks you've already taken, all of which brought you back deeper into life and not towards "death". Remember, death doesn't exist, which is why you can't remember where you came from or where your going. You just run along your "timeline" and accept that "death" will meet you at the end. But " death" is not at the end of a timeline. If you must think of death as some kind of line, boundary or edge...then think of it as the perimeter of your own sandbox. Your own self programming keeps you from thinking outside of it.

@Pakyoukaogag I mean supposed to see. Not "get" as in "obtain"

From person taking dictations: Yes sir/ma'am. Will try. It has been super hard to figure out how to translate this as it comes closer and closer... To whatever it is that it's coming closer to. I don't know that either. I only know that whomever is still here is close to getting whatever they're supposed to get

Time is where fear lives. Without time there can be no fear and therefore no form. But there can still be a fearless you. A you who knows that the world, and all of its time, lives and passes within you. You do not pass within it. Motion, decay, loss, consequence...all are time. Time that creates fear... But time doesn't happen TO you. It happens within you, within the all of The All, for you hold all of the stories and all of time, right now, right here. The stories you haven't heard, the thoughts you haven't thought...do not exist.

The dream wakes itself. At some point you see that no harm can come to you. You only believe it can because you witness horror in "others". You fear and fear—until you see what ‘others now’ really are. Then you think harm can come because it happened to "you" before.’You fear and fear—until you see what ‘you before’ really means. Because, for a moment, you'll know that ‘others now’ and ‘you before’ serve the same purpose. Both keep the world spinning just enough for you to believe it’s solid. But stare long enough and you’ll see it come apart at the seams. Then, if you’re still looking, you’ll see there’s no such thing as seams. Things aren’t as they might seem. And when that glimpse of light hits, you'll know the switch has been flipped. Forever.

When someone says "me" they reference the self. When someone says "I Am" they reference everything. Those who can say "I Am" know that they exist only now and thus are now. And, as the now, anything they touch, think about, experience belongs to them because those things exist in their now. And because all they experience is connected to right now, there cannot be any separation between them and everything else. They know separation is perception, which is why they are called "I Am". Worldly perception persists because of fear. I Am cannot be afraid. I Am does not believe in scary things. I Am loves everything it sees so it loves everything it is. Loving yourself, you are forgiven, guiltless. Loved by God. And when you KNOW God loves you... all fear disappears.

@Pakyoukaogag Me, the writer is a "me" and is not "I am". "I Am" is different from "me".

@TakingDictation U the writer can u redeem urself to have "it" too? Or is it mimicking the one and only which projecting all of this so therefore "i am" the only one with the monologue?

Numbers is how you not only explain the magic but is the only part of the magic you allow yourselves to see. You already know that numbers don’t exist. You can't touch a 4. You can't see 9. And yet you use them to define reality. What does that say about the realness of the world? Without them you could never see anything here because you couldn't define it. You could not track time, measure space, predict a part of the future. They’re not the code itself, but they’re the way you see the code — the lens that turns chaos into something you call real. What you experience isn't there until you count it and name it. Until you piece it out. Particles will stay in a blur of possibilities within you, until you observe them in front of you. Numbers show you that too, because numbers don't reveal your world, they create it. Every time you say “this is how far, this is how fast, this is how MANY". Reality isn’t something fixed that you are looking at from the outside. It’s something alive in you that you only can understand through your own creation of "numbers". So every time you count, calculate, or measure, youre reading the universe and youre writing it. You create and then experience what you create. You lay down the environment and then walk through it. Very much like a sleeping dream, but completely different too. Just keep in mind. You wrote the code and are writing it now. Not "them" but YOU.

He did once ..but no longer could he find happiness in pleasure, for it was temporary... and just like thought, pleasure was not "of" him. So he sought to deprive himself of all pleasure to see what remained. But he still had the expectation of gain, of value, of hope which is pleasure too. For surely there is gratification in "knowing", he thought. For he recognized 'the urge' to seek truth. The urge could not deliver nothing, surely 'knowing' would be the pleasure to replace pleasure. This is what he thought...up until the moment he knew. Behind thought there was nothing. And nothingness felt of nothing. And so he abandoned his efforts. And then it hit him. His seeking, his quest, his motivation for spiritual truth was driven by the same motives as everything else, it is no different than that which drives all seeking for all things. No quest is more holy than any other. The journey to the goal takes many forms. But in the end they are just like all the many rivers that all flow in the same direction, endless streams. I Am involves no seeking. No beginning, middle and goal. It is the water itself. It is what constituted his urge and was unconcerned with what the urge could deliver. It was the action itself and not the actions purpose. He looked up and saw a hawk flying. It was not a bird. Not an object. It was flying, wind, lift, breathing, pulsing, seeing... It was not that which bound all those actions together into the object of bird. It was the opposite. At least he 'saw' and therefore knew.

@Pakyoukaogag Yes me the writer doesn't know.

@TakingDictation Can you know which one that you are dealing with does not have it or have it. But also in case of solippisissm am I the only one with the inner monologue permanently? And it happens that you, the scribe gets replaced therefore temporarily being used as a vessel for the voice?

I understand why you may not live your life as if God was in you. Your only understanding of One is "one among many". You see man as "part" and unwhole. Some even believe that all the many stand in the shadow of "something larger than themselves". To see yourself powerless without numbers is a dilution of the divine. You cannot help but think this way, for this is what you observe. You look for the parts of the part, and systems beyond systems. Yet no microscope will reveal source and no telescope will find heaven. You will only come up empty, until you focus on what empty is. ....it is no wonder you feel alone and afraid. The cell is an essential part of something larger than itself. Yet the cell knows not the person to whom it belongs, and the person knows not even one single of its cells. They are one body, yet are separated in every meaningful way. This is the way of your observable world. The more there are, the less you are. No wonder you believe in God, yet can still feel afraid. If you are to believe in anything at all...i might recommend you believe in this. For if you do... all other beliefs will come: GOD KNOWS YOU, as you truly are, which is "you in THIS moment". Not last moment. Not tomorrow. For without tomorrow and yesterday there can be nothing to fear for there is nothing not to love. All the identity that you think the past has given you, remains intact. For it wasn't the past which made you who you are. "Who you are" makes the past. Right now you're making it. And you can also unmake it, if you see yourself as God sees you.

"mind" is a loaded word. The mind of God is all there is, everything is the mind of God which is why everything is alive and can never die. The sleeping dream stops working as an analogy right at this point, because you would say that the sleeper's dream is nothing because it happens nowhere and involves nothing real. It disappears when the sleeper awakens. And you would say that since nothing in it is real, then nothing in the dream is alive. As the creator and witness of the dream, as the person who can experience it, move it and feel it...are you alive in the dream? Yes. I suppose I know that I live because I know that I Am, I do not want to die. Not even in a dream. So, you give life to your dreams. The eye creates it all but does not know what its creations will do. Right Then who controls what your creations do? I dont know. Dream objects make their own actions. Then they are either alive, or they are being animated by something other than you. But the fact that you do experience it means that there is life in the dream. Nothing exists outside of life. Not even a dream.

@TakingDictation It is like the mind is all there is, the picture of the place in my mind which is the dream was stopped as if my body was also just a picture and i got absorbed back to this place here. Whats stopping me from quantum leaping? Is it attachment fear identify =Yes?What is that force

Illusions of the past and future are dark thoughts, images without edges, objects without form, interchangeable and full of fear. But Now is so immediate it cannot be fear, it can only be peace, for it is a single point of light which is the only light there is. Time doesn't exist in now. Time can only be measured against dreams of memory and expectation based on judgement. Now is what shines on the way things are and erases the way things should be. In the world time can only be measured by numbers, and numbers are ghosts in dreams. You cannot see a minute, nor feel the passage of a second nor know what an hour contains. The mind thinks it can witness time. Only when the mind gives up on time will it learn what time never was. The light of now shines on all things at once. Now is the extension of you because it is "where" the whole world meets you. Everything shares Now with everything else. No matter where in the web it may be, now connects all to everything else. Nothing can be misinterpreted now. Nothing comes, nothing goes.