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Spiritual Science ~ A New Understanding of What it Means to Be a Conscious Human Being

Speaking of Vortex’s…..

Science arose from poetry ~ when times change the two can meet again on a higher level as friends.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Know ThyselfOracle of Delphi
 

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The New Einstein’s;

Brian Swimme: Eloquently Bringing Science into Spirit and Soul into Matter
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TRykk_0ovI0
( 6 min.)

Brian Thomas Swimme (born 1950) is on the faculty of the California Institute of Integral Studies, in San Francisco, where he teaches evolutionary cosmology to graduate students in the Philosophy, Cosmology, and Consciousness program. He received his Ph.D. (1978) from the department of mathematics at the University of Oregon for work in singularity theory. Swimme was a faculty member in the department of mathematics at the University of Puget Sound in Tacoma, Washington, 1978–81. He was a member of the faculty at the Institute in Culture and Creation Spirituality at Holy Names University in Oakland, California, 1983–89, and is presently adjunct professor for Holy Names University’s Sophia Center.

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The observer, when he seems to himself to be observing a stone, is really, if physics is to be believed, observing the effects of the stone upon himself.  ~Bertrand Russell

The Double Slit Experiment ~ Co-existing Matter and Vibration
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DfPeprQ7oGc&feature=player_embedded
(4 minutes)
(note how it is introduced as ‘Cosmic Wierdness’, when actually it is a beautifully brilliant expression of two or more different dimensions of the same energy producing two distinct separate outcomes solely caused by our wish to observe a change or outcome.)

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Water Vortex Stock Photo - 9815065

           Common Water Vortex
We are all Vibrating Vortex BeingsReally beautifully articulated.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLAQk1_-sEU&feature=player_embeddedAccessing Our own Vortex
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcKQVpFd49s*****

karma

Karma is a Sanskrit word, literally meaning “action”; as all actions are effects flowing from preceding causes, and as each effect becomes a cause of future effects, this idea of cause and effect is an essential part of the idea of action, and the word action, or karma, is therefore used for causation, or for the unbroken linked series of causes and effects that make up all human activity.

Hence the phrase is sometimes used of an event, “This is my karma,” i.e., “This event is the effect of a cause set going by me in the past.” No one life is isolated! It is the child of all the lives before it, the parent of all the lives that follow it, in the total aggregate of the lives that make up the continuing existence of the individual .

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Flower of Life, sacred mandala

The Flower of Life

In the beginning when the Creator’s thought emerged from the void, it contained the patterns of creation. After the creation of this Seed of Life, the same vortex’s motion was continued, creating the next structure known as the Egg of Life. This structure forms the basis for music, as the distances between the spheres is identical to the distance between the tones and the half tones in music. It is also identical to the cellular structure of the third embryonic division (the first cell divides into two cells, then to four cells then to eight). Thus the same structure as it is further developed, creates the human body and all of the energy systems. If we continue creating more and more spheres, we will end up with the structure called The Flower of Life. This Flower of Life, which also contains a secret shape known as The Fruit of Life, contains thirteen spheres that hold many mathematical and geometrical laws. These laws represent the whole universe and are represented by Sacred Geometry. The Flower of Life pattern and can be found throughout the world in all the major religions and although its origins are lost in time, was first discovered in ancient Egypt more than six thousand years ago.

When man was created we thought as one, but things changed. We came to believe that we were separate from each other and from Source, our Creator who is in everything that exists. Sacred Geometry and the symbol for The Flower of Life which is the strongest geometric shape in the world, opens the heart for physical and emotional healing and will, when contemplated,  deepen our understanding of our oneness with Source and each other.

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Winter's most beautiful secret: The astonishing, complex science of snowflakes

Kepler was the first scientist to describe snow. Not as flowers or fleece or feathers, snowflakes were at last perceived as being the product of complexity. The reason behind the snowflake’s regular hexagonal shape was “not to be looked for in the material, for vapor is formless.” Instead, Kepler suggested some dynamic organizing process, by which frozen water “globules” packed themselves together methodically in the most efficient way. “Here he was indebted to the English mathematician Thomas Harriot,” reports the science writer Philip Ball, “who acted as a navigator for Walter Raleigh’s voyages to the New World in 1584–5.” Harriot had advised Raleigh concerning the “most efficient way to stack cannonballs on the ship’s deck,” prompting the mathematician “to theorize about the close packing of spheres.” Kepler’s conjecture that hexagonal packing “will be the tightest possible, so that in no other arrangement could more pellets be stuffed into the same container” would only be proven in 1998.

http://www.salon.com/2014/01/22/winters_most_beautiful_secret_the_astonishing_complex_science_of_snowflakes/

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The Undistorted Power of Attention

Author: Soren Dreier

SDfocused

Our attention is the most powerful instrument we have: That’s why everybody wants it.

That is why the Matrix does its best to distract it.

Maybe turn the Matrix off and consciously choose what you would like to see or hear.

If not you´re a sitting duck for their brainwasher while they and you are undermining one of the most powerful tools you have: The undistorted attention.

Attention as I use it here: Centering the mind in a specific direction and only that direction, without any distractions.

No more background noise like leaving the radio or TV on as a poor excuse for avoiding the feel of: Something’s missing or just a really bad habit. In stillness or silence our minds expand, and it will pull unfinished business up to the surface for our consciousness to solve from the deep lake within.

Noise is very interesting since we are extremely sensitive to sounds or the absence of it. The absence of it can only be within controlled environments. That is why sounds or the absence of sounds can be used to torture people.

[More…]

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Love Thyself: The Message from Water III

     In 2006, however, “Masaru Emoto, B.A.” was listed as a coauthor of a pilot study by Dean Radin, Ph.D., published in the journal Explore, titled “A Double-Blind Test of the Effect of Distant Intention on Water Crystal Formation.” For this study, Mr. Emoto had 2,000 of his followers in Tokyo focus gratitude on bottles of water placed in an electromagnetically shielded room at the Institute of Noetic Science in Petaluma, California. Unbeknownst to Emoto, Dr. Radin had two other bottles of water to serve as controls. When 100 people were asked to judge a beauty contest between photographs of crystals from the “treated” water and the controls, the treated water was rated significantly more beautiful. So perhaps Mr. Emoto was right: human intention did alter the formation of ice.Water Before Prayer                     Water After Prayer
Biwako Lake (polluted)                 Shimanto River (clean)
After observing these miraculous results, Dr. Emoto went on to type out different words, both positive and negative in nature, and taped them to containers full of water. The results were as follows: “You make me sick, I will kill you”           “Adolph Hitler”
“Thank you”                                                   “Love and Appreciation”
As you can tell, the water stamped with positive words is far more symmetrical and aesthetically pleasing than that stamped with dark, negative phrases. Our intentions affect us and those around us even at the molecular level. That concept is relatively easy to grasp, but this extremely tangible evidence of it is astounding. If the words and thoughts that come out of us have this effect on water crystals, it’s amazing to think of what kind of effect they have on the people and events that come into our lives. Oh and by the way, the average human body is two-thirds water. Ponder that one a while…****

          Dying ~ Alex Grey
(note the Life vortex at physical death communicating with the heavens)

Near Death Experience and the Good Doctor
Preface:  Around two-thirds

of American scientists believe in God if you count the social sciences. About 40% of physical scientists believe in God, and that number has stayed constant for almost 100 years. Does that mean that atheists shouldn’t assume that all people of faith are idiots?  Or that religion can cloud the thinking ability even of trained scientists?

The University of Virginia School of Medicine has published numerous studies

by medical doctors on near death experiences which argue that consciousness survives death of the brain. Dutch cardiologist Pim van Lommel systematically studied near-death experiences for over 20 years in a wide variety of hospital patients who survived cardiac arrest, and published his research on near death experiences in Lancet, the prestigious medical journal.  He also wrote a book on the subject.  Van Lommel argues that consciousness survives the death of the brain.An academic neurosurgeon at Harvard Medical School – Dr. Eben Alexander – believed that consciousness was just generated by the brain … and turned off when the brain dies. Then Alexander contacted severe bacterial meningitis. His doctors expected him to die quickly or – if he didn’t die – to be a vegetable for the rest of his life.

The disease not only put him into a coma, but it destroyed all of his higher thinking centers. Alexander had a very vivid near death experience involving things spiritual. As an academic neurosurgeon, he set out to explain his own experience using potential explanations from neuroscience, medicine, physiology and chemistry.

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Death and Dying: The Eight Stages according to Buddhist Teachings.

The Buddhist view is that each living being has a continuity or stream of consciousness that moves from one life to the next. Each being has had countless previous lives and will continue to be reborn again and again without control unless he/she develops his/her mind to the point where, like the yogis mentioned above, he/she gains control over this process. When the stream of consciousness or mind moves from one life to the next it brings with it the karmic imprints or potentialities from previous lives. Karma literally means “action”, and all of the actions of body, speech and mind leave an imprint on the mind-stream. These karmas can be negative, positive or neutral, depending on the action. They can ripen at any time in the future, whenever conditions are suitable. These karmic seeds or imprints are never lost.

At the time of death (clear light stage) the consciousness (very subtle mind) leaves the body and the person takes the body of an intermediate state being. They are in the form that they will take in their next life (some texts say the previous life), but in a subtle rather than a gross form. As mentioned previously, it can take up to forty-nine days to find a suitable place of rebirth. This rebirth is propelled by karma and is uncontrolled. In effect the karma of the intermediate state being matches that of its future parents. The intermediate state being has the illusory appearance of its future parents copulating. It is drawn to this place by the force of attraction to its parent of the opposite sex, and it is this desire that causes the consciousness of the intermediate state being to enter the fertilized ovum. This happens at or near the time of conception and the new life has begun.

One will not necessarily be reborn as a human being.

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The Spirit Carries Onhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q_gKZJhrhOk
Music by dream theater
Lyrics by john petrucci

Where did we come from?
Why are we here?
Where do we go when we die?
What lies beyond
And what lay before?
Is anything certain in life?They say, “life is too short,”
“the here and the now”
And “you’re only given one shot”
But could there be more,
Have I lived before,
Or could this be all that we’ve got?If I die tomorrow
I’d be allright
Because I believe
That after we’re gone
The spirit carries onI used to be frightened of dying
I used to think death was the end
But that was before
I’m not scared anymore
I know that my soul will transcendI may never find all the answers
I may never understand why
I may never prove
What I know to be true
But I know that I still have to tryIf I die tomorrow
I’d be allright
Because I believe
That after we’re gone
The spirit carries on”move on, be brave
Don’t weep at my grave
Because I am no longer here
But please never let
Your memory of me disappear”Safe in the light that surrounds me
Free of the fear and the pain
My questioning mind
Has helped me to find
The meaning in my life again
Victoria’s real
I finally feel
At peace with the girl in my dreams
And now that I’m here
It’s perfectly clear
I found out what all of this meansIf I die tomorrow
I’d be allright
Because I believe
That after we’re gone
The spirit carries on
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carla1_500

April 16, 2013

There is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they were born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father, and teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically conceive the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.

And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty, then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.

In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.

The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity. When you recognize your own song, you have no desire or need to do anything that would hurt another.

And it goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing—for the last time—the song to that person.

You may not have grown up in an African tribe that sings your song to you at crucial life transitions, but life is always reminding you when you are in tune with yourself and when you are not. When you feel good, what you are doing matches your song, and when you feel awful, it doesn’t. In the end, we shall all recognize our song and sing it well. You may feel a little warbly at the moment, but so have all the great singers. Just keep singing and you’ll find your way home

– See more at: http://www.zengardner.com/know-song/#sthash.MsP9EcHF.dpuf

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Lighting the Creative Fire Within


A primary feature of the Rockefeller Center is the statue of Prometheus.
In the occult circle Prometheus, Jesus, Moses and Jesus are one and the same.
He, who stole the fire from the God, carries the fire down to Earth and gave it to men.

Someday, after mastering the winds, the waves,

the tides and gravity,

we shall harness for God the energies of love,

and then,

for a second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire.”

 Teilhard de Chardin

Prometheus (Greek: Προμηθεύς) is a Titan, culture hero, and trickster figure who in Greek mythology is credited with the creation of man from clay and the theft of fire for human use, an act that enabled progress and civilization. He is known for his intelligence, and as a champion of humanity.[1]

The punishment by the Gods of Prometheus as a consequence of the theft is a major theme of his mythology, and is a popular subject of both ancient and modern art. Zeus, king of the Olympian gods, sentenced the Titan to eternal torment for his transgression. The immortal Prometheus was bound to a rock, where each day an eagle, the emblem of Zeus, was sent to feed on his liver, only to have it grow back to be eaten again the next day. In some stories, Prometheus is freed at last by the hero Heracles (Hercules).

In particular, he was regarded in the Romantic era as embodying the lone genius whose efforts to improve human existence could also result in tragedy For the Romantic era, Prometheus was the rebel who resisted all forms of institutional tyranny epitomized by Zeus — church, monarch, and patriarch.

Mary Shelley‘s 1818 novel Frankenstein is subtitled “The Modern Prometheus”, in reference to the novel’s themes of the over-reaching of modern humanity into dangerous areas of knowledge. In Prometheus Unbound (1820), a four-act lyrical drama, Percy Bysshe Shelley rewrites the lost play of Aeschylus so that Prometheus does not submit to Zeus (under the Latin name Jupiter), but instead supplants him in a triumph of the human heart and intellect over tyrannical religion.

The Prometheus story makes absolutely no sense unless we acknowledge there is a reason for rebellion. But not just any rebellion. One man assaulting the supernatural mountain of the Olympians to steal fire, escape, and bring it back to man is more than audacious, if the Greek poets invented the pantheon of gods and their aerie in the first place.

In that case, the theft of fire is an acknowledgment that power is returned home.

We invented the gods. Now we are being called to re-invent ourselves.

What is the fire Prometheus stole? What power does it signify? The power of money? Of position? Of control over others? Of domination? Is it the power to hypnotize? To make binding and cruel laws? To deceive? To claim divine right? To enslave? To impose limits? To blind the masses?

What Prometheus retrieved was what had been forgotten and surrendered by humans: their own power to imagine and create. The true fire.

Prometheus was the liberator. He was the Chinese painters of the Dun Huang, the Yoruba bead artists, the Michelangelo of David, the Piero della Francesca of Legend of the True Cross, the Velazquez of The Maids of Honour, the Van Gogh of Irises and lamp-lit Arles, the Gauguin of Who Are We, the Yeats of Song of the Wandering Aengus, the Dylan Thomas of Fern Hill, the Walt Whitman of The Open Road, the Henry Miller of Remember to Remember, the Orson Welles of Citizen Kane, the Lawrence Durrell of The Alexandria Quartet, the de Kooning of Gotham News.

He was Tesla and Rife and Dr. William Koch.

Wherever individual human imagination was launched as the fire, Prometheus was there.

As to Prometheus carrying the flame, it is well known that there are certain significant points of contact between the flame and light. For Bachelard, the flame symbolizes transcendence itself, whereas light signifies the effect of the transcendental upon the environment. He adds that ‘The alchemist attributed the value of gold to the fact of its being a receptacle for the Element of fire (the sun); the quintessence of gold is fire.

Wherever individual human imagination was launched as the fire, Prometheus was there.

Of course, he wasn’t. He was the story we told ourselves about what we could do. That story is meant to remind us that all centralized collective vision is a fraud. It may not begin that way, but sooner or later, it becomes a gargantuan slippage into narcosis of the soul.

Prometheus is the story we tell ourselves to remember the line between what the individual can learn and what he can create, and how many horses have been pulled up to that line and refuse to cross it and drink from the wells of imagination.

Prometheus is the story of a recapture of what we are. We may have buried the understanding deep in our psyches, but it is there. How many ways we try to refuse it!

We huddle in groups and pretend all progress flows from the mass. We diddle and fiddle with this limit and that limit. We adjust and make more room for the Average. We build machines to think at a higher level than we can. We watch theatrical spectacles of “new hybrid humans.” We proclaim healing virtues and forget about what the healing of the spirit might actually entail, what revolution, what vital energies, what leaps of imagination, what assertions of our inherent power.

We keep thinking of peace, when peace means, as defined by the “wise ones,” the death of the soul. Their peace is what is left over after the war of the creative human has been surrendered without a single burst of energy being fired.

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We are the Artists.

Whatever his medium, the artist stands outside the group and group’s slogans.

If the group is living in Tuesday, he/she is living in Friday.

He sees invention everywhere, even in the faces that float by on the street. He sees their theatrical roles and the messages that are written on their lips before they speak.

He sees the preposterous crises that are concocted to lead to revelations that never come. Populations walk through one gate after another, deeper into an internal slavery that knows no limit.

In midst of all this, the artist doesn’t surrender. Nor does he only observe. Nor does he only point out the lies.

He CREATES.He always has. The artist opposes the most popular trends of the moment.

The trend now, under various guises, is the Collective. We need to realize that the Collective, no matter how it is defined or shaped or covertly hidden, is seeking to marginalize the person who imagines and creates new realities. The artist is able to spot the Collective. He opposes it.

This opposition can’t be settled and resolved with some absurd “rainbow philosophy” that pretends to include everybody. It can’t be dismissed or merged in a melting lump of happy-happy cosmic cheese. Those pseudo-philosophers who speak about consciousness as if it were one all-embracing ocean, within which we are merely tiny and ineffectual drops of water, have already developed a convenient amnesia about the artist.

Down through time, in the face of every spiritual system devised by the priest-class, the artist has said no. Instead, he has built his own worlds. He has lived the life of imagination, immune to the latest and greatest “New Age.”

He has asserted his power.

This is the natural mantle worn by the person who invents, imagines, improvises, creates: power. Power that is apart from the group.

The artist not only sees, with great clarity, the mindless brain-dead gatherings of Collectives; he not only sees how they are built; he not only sees how they import “the highest ideals” to flesh out their slave-programs and objectives; he not only rejects all this; he creates something entirely different.

He invents worlds of his own. Many worlds.The artist proliferates. He multiplies. He Inspires. He doesn’t reduce.

The artist isn’t looking for the “one thing” that will unite us all under a banner of harmony. He knows all such harmonies wear out and are eventually co-opted to produce mass hypnosis.

The artist rebels. In rebelling, he reveals the uniqueness of the individual. He doesn’t pay lip service to this uniqueness. He demonstrates it. The artist destroys the Matrix, over and over.

Whether in art, science, philosophy, healing, or any other field of human endeavor, the person who lives by and through imagination creates new realities. As the artist, he challenges the status quo on every level. This isn’t a superficial undertaking. It isn’t an attempt to “do something pretty and nice.” It isn’t part of “being a good citizen.”

The Collective is a fungus that seeks to swallow up people and nations. It enlists the highest-flying ideals as a cover. It sweeps away resistance with what seems like the most honorable of intentions.

Humanity on this planet has been undergoing a transformation into one ten-billion-member cult. You can find its leaders just by listening to their  voices and their sentiments. They all come from the same manual.

This is really war by other means.


Religion is Frozen Poetry

Down through blood-soaked history, the priest class has said, “No, that is too much. That is hubris. Pride goeth before a fall. Don’t think too much of yourselves. Be humble. Submit. Through us, you can connect to the greatest force in the universe, but you must do it in the prescribed ways.”

PS: “Drop a few coins in the basket for the privilege.”

Imagine what might have happened if Freud had plumbed the Promethean myth for his nascent psychology, instead of the Oedipal tale. “No, no, no,” our leaders say. “We can show you example after example of what happens when humans believe they have power. It always ends in horror. There is no way out except through obedience to the external Truth we peddle.”

The poets began by writing outside the boundaries of the tribe, and the priests appointed themselves the sacking editors.

They hammered and cut and polished the wild free poems into tablets and catechisms and manuals of stern disapproval. They gathered up workers to build the temples where the new laws would be preached and taught. They established the penalties for defection. They staked an exclusive claim to revelation.

Prometheus wasn’t a thief. The priest-class were the thieves.They established the false and synthetic universal centrality of myth disguised as revelation, and they sold it, and they enforced it, and they prepared a list of enemies who were threatening the Law of Laws. And all that raw material, which they stole? It came from the poets. It came from the free and boundless creation of artists.

So Prometheus was setting the record straight. He was cracking the system like an egg. He was bringing imagination back where it belonged.

Of course, in the ancient myth, he paid a high price for his actions. But that’s merely more propaganda. The high priests write that retribution-ending on every story springing from freedom. They call the punishment by various names, and they naturally claim it is brought down by hammer from the Highest Authority. They work this angle with desperate devotion.

Lucifer, like Prometheus, gave knowledge to humanity by giving Eve the fruit from the forbidden tree. Because of Lucifer, humanity gained knowledge of good and evil, according to Genesis. Since we couldn’t have possessed knowledge of good and evil before eating the fruit, Adam and Eve couldn’t have known that eating the fruit was evil, so it seems a little harsh to punish them as severely as God did.

Lucifer gave humans true capacity for moral judgment, unlike God, who simply expected everyone to mindlessly obey his orders.

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I Know Who I Am, Therefore I Am.  A Co-Creative Creature of Creation ~

Through what mirror are we looking at ourselves in these ancient tales?

There are some people who hear the word CREATE and wake up, as if a new flashing music has begun. This lone word makes them see something majestic and untamed and astonishing. They feel the sound of a Niagara approaching. They suddenly know why they are alive.

CREATE is a word that should be oceanic. It should shake and blow apart the pillars of the smug boredom of the soul.

CREATE is about what the individual does when he is on fire and doesn’t care about concealing it. It’s about what the individual invents when he has thrown off the false front that is slowly strangling him.

CREATE is about the end of mindless postponement. It’s about what happens when you burn up the pretty and petty little obsessions. It’s about emerging from the empty suit and empty machine of society that goes around and around and sucks away the vital bloodstream.

In the dying days of the engorged Roman Empire, which had squandered its capital through wars of conquest, it was decided that these other means were necessary. And so the Roman Church was invented. It would employ all the idealisms of past ages.

It would actually produce an unprecedented version of mind control as the weapon of conquest.And today, we have “the Global outlook.” This is the silky cover for drawing in populations to a perverse dream of unity for all.

“We will harmonize the world.”

This is exactly the kind of program the artist has always rejected.The artist says: there are an infinity of worlds, and they can exist side by side; artists create them.When that message is lost, we lose what we are and enter into amnesia.

There are some people who hear the word CREATE and wake up, as if a new flashing music has begun. This lone word makes them see something majestic and untamed and astonishing. They feel the sound of a Niagara approaching.

They suddenly know why they are alive.

The creative life is about diving in. It’s about a kind of transformation that shreds programming and gets down to the energy of the Fire.

Most people don’t want to travel to that grand arena because they have been trained like pets by some sector of this society to be good girls and boys. The creative life isn’t about little changes done in little penguin steps. It’s about putting your arms and your mind around Deep, Big, and Wide Desire. It’s about making that Desire come to life.

99% of the world has been trained like rats to adore systems. Give them a system and they’re ready to cuddle up and take it all in. If they have questions, or if they want to argue, it’s about how to tweak the system to make it a little better. And with every move they make, they put another blanket over the Fire Within. They sleepwalk through life and say yes to everything.

Maybe you once saw something truly free that didn’t care about consequences, and it blew you into tomorrow and turned on your soul’s electricity for an hour. Maybe you’re sick and tired of bowing and scraping before a pedestal of nonsense.

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The Illumined One

Illumination = I +Lumin + ation.  “ I “ = I Am Presence. “ Lumen” = “light”. “ation” = “ in action “. Illumination = “ I Am light in action.

What is fire? Fire in Egyptian hieroglyphics, is also related to the solar-symbolism of the flame, and associated in particular with the concepts of life and health (deriving from the idea of body-heat). It is also allied with the concept of superiority and control, showing that the symbol had by this time

For most primitives, fire was a demiurge emanating from the sun, whose earthly representative it was; hence it is related on the one hand with the ray of light and the lightning, and, on the other, with gold.

The triumphant power and the vitality of the sun—by analogy, the spirit of the shining Origin—is tantamount to victory over the power of evil (the forces of darkness); purification is the necessary sacrificial means of achieving the sun’s triumph.

To steal fire like Prometheus, or to give oneself up to fire like Empedocles, are two concepts which point to the basic dualism of the human predicament. The middle way lies in the comfortable solution of simply making material use of the benefits of fire. But fire is ultra-life.

It embraces both good (vital heat) and bad (destruction and conflagration). It implies the desire to annihilate time and to bring all things to their end. Fire is the archetypal image of phenomena in themselves.

From the Promethean perspective, Reality is waiting for imagination to revolutionize it down to its core.This is not an invitation to manipulate and tinker. On the contrary, it’s a call to make Dream into Fact, again and again, without end.

Beyond systems. Beyond structures. Beyond authoritative teaching.

Calling All Heroes Into the Light


“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. “
Dr. Martin Luther
King Jr.


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http://lucysfur.wordpress.com/2010/01/22/rockefeller-center/
https://jonrappoport.wordpress.com/2012/12/29/prometheus-the-artist-who-opened-the-prison-door/
http://jonrappoport.wordpress.com/2012/12/25/the-artist-against-the-system/

The Iluminati Secret Brotherhood Flame
http://www.atlanteanconspiracy.com/2008/11/illuminati-flame.html

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Reference about Secret Society