04-26-2015, 12:02 AM
I sit still, immobile watching my breath as it opens and
closes, feeling it arrive with in me. My gaze is steady, focused along my nose
on the ground 3 feet in front of me. I represent to myself an atmosphere
surrounding my body. It is the magnetic potential of my body, the result of my
living. With in it is contained all that is rotten and all that is good in me.
It powers the constellation of seekers
seeking the light and the legion of animal desires lusting after their own
gratification– all of them tiny souls. Within this field are powerful magnetic
centres containing souls of like resonance, some of which overwhelm me and take
control of my body for their own desires and fulfillment. They command me into
positions of compromise for which I am responsible and for which I must pay the price
Others contain the souls seeking the light, seeking to be tempered by the
grueling knocks of life. No-matter-what they always arise again in my field,
magnetizing other fields of like nature. As the gravity of this center grows so
does the power of its will, which is other than the willfulness of the legion I
am used too and to whom I align with as “I”, as “Me”.
This legion is me but of a
false nature. It has a mechanical impetus and is powered by the energy
provided that cause movements of
an associative nature, cascading into dramatic striations called “my dream”. I
recognise the falsehood of these mechanical lives and take note of how the
control me. I have seen and still see that I am asleep, that I slumber in a
passive way allowing life to happen to me; allowing associations to move me
about. I am the sum of my associations to the extent that I allow them to
maintain a grip of delusional influence over my being.
As I gaze my vision darkens, there are fluctuation of light
and dark until my visual field goes black. My right eye has the sensation of
been blind for the moment, that is until imagery appear in it. I seem to see the first attention with my left eye and the second attention with my right eye despite the blackness. I am divided, yet whole in its absolute sense.
The atmosphere I have represented to myself I pull in close
to my body. As I breath in I feel my gaze arrive in my chest and as I breath
out it moves out of my solar plexus. The magnetic field is contained and steady.
This containment separates my field from others around me, which gives me
freedom form the consideration and influence of other people. I feel free of
concern and start to relax. The more I relax the more I am inclined to want to
be with people and take on the challenges of living. I note the sensation of 2 centers of gravity - one within my physical body (first attention) and one within my Kesdjan body (second attention).
I note that the body is passive, awaiting its first command.
closes, feeling it arrive with in me. My gaze is steady, focused along my nose
on the ground 3 feet in front of me. I represent to myself an atmosphere
surrounding my body. It is the magnetic potential of my body, the result of my
living. With in it is contained all that is rotten and all that is good in me.
It powers the constellation of seekers
seeking the light and the legion of animal desires lusting after their own
gratification– all of them tiny souls. Within this field are powerful magnetic
centres containing souls of like resonance, some of which overwhelm me and take
control of my body for their own desires and fulfillment. They command me into
positions of compromise for which I am responsible and for which I must pay the price
Others contain the souls seeking the light, seeking to be tempered by the
grueling knocks of life. No-matter-what they always arise again in my field,
magnetizing other fields of like nature. As the gravity of this center grows so
does the power of its will, which is other than the willfulness of the legion I
am used too and to whom I align with as “I”, as “Me”.
This legion is me but of a
false nature. It has a mechanical impetus and is powered by the energy
provided that cause movements of
an associative nature, cascading into dramatic striations called “my dream”. I
recognise the falsehood of these mechanical lives and take note of how the
control me. I have seen and still see that I am asleep, that I slumber in a
passive way allowing life to happen to me; allowing associations to move me
about. I am the sum of my associations to the extent that I allow them to
maintain a grip of delusional influence over my being.
As I gaze my vision darkens, there are fluctuation of light
and dark until my visual field goes black. My right eye has the sensation of
been blind for the moment, that is until imagery appear in it. I seem to see the first attention with my left eye and the second attention with my right eye despite the blackness. I am divided, yet whole in its absolute sense.
The atmosphere I have represented to myself I pull in close
to my body. As I breath in I feel my gaze arrive in my chest and as I breath
out it moves out of my solar plexus. The magnetic field is contained and steady.
This containment separates my field from others around me, which gives me
freedom form the consideration and influence of other people. I feel free of
concern and start to relax. The more I relax the more I am inclined to want to
be with people and take on the challenges of living. I note the sensation of 2 centers of gravity - one within my physical body (first attention) and one within my Kesdjan body (second attention).
I note that the body is passive, awaiting its first command.