Therapy - the Messiah Complex, Your Experiences and Judgments

[glance left]

So, with respect to fear, the isometric force is the act of meeting the force of fear with equal force of impassive awareness? Seems so, just based on impressions when reading.

Seems like that is the way of every challenge faced as well, regardless of how it manifests. But this is just based on what I can glean in terms of what I'm facing, here and now, as personal challenges and what I feel is the way forward amidst those challenges: meeting the force of them directly with open awareness.

Beyond that, I'm just speculating which doesn't do me any good at all.

[rosygyro]

I think where we need to go from here is toidentify people who are born into the differentnatural enemies by design.
some untrained nagual men and women are a menace to our society.it is very easy for them to overpower and convince others and to be tyannical in their power.if they do not ever manage to deconstruct their fear they will be gateways of manifestationto the more blunt acts of violence and terror in our world.
the way i see nagual men and women is through a very large objective.if there was just one enormous hermaphrodite representing ALL human beings.failed or untrained naguals stand apon its slit wrists..spraying its draining lifeforce as if their own personal laser.
they do not want to feel as if they are being sucked of their life energyand so they never empathise or associate with being the woundedeven though they live off that very wound.
of course nagual men and women are also the dripping interlocking orgasm spillingonto the counterpane as life and conception progresses life..
nagual men and women are all seated on the product of humanitythe problem is that those who have not tackled their fear- only choose comfortthose who have not tackled their clarity- only choose comfortthose who have not won against power-only choose comfort.
its called the warriors path for a reason.and yet very few seem to have the where, with, all.. to intend to tread it.
a bad nagual woman.. will choose to be a chick with a dick all day long.she will happilly be the $!#!* from a prisons G wing who abuses other inmates and also the male prison guards.even if she hasnt physiclly acosted anyone she will occupy the anti-Phallus protruding from the female.same too a bad nagual man, even if he has remained non violent in physical actionwill still grant himself the knowledge of raping others.. " just too powerful i guess".
this is of course disgusting behaviour and why our world is nearly ruined.
there is an avenue of power these days.the rise of the machine and the virtual world of computershas set up mirrors and intent traps descriptive of pressures in the sorcerers worldand we do have the kesy to change our planets way.
Good nagual men and women DO exist.. obviously..they have usually had hard starts at life.
as nagual men and women are all over the hermaphrodite and the premanifestation omni sexual beingsome marooned on vampirism of it.and some bound by circumstance to work on its resolution.
we still need couriers to power to redistribute the flow.
Thats my thoughts anyway.

[glance left]

This discussion is clearly for the naguals. i.e. , none of my business. I'll leave the identifying and reigning in for those in-the-know.

As for that of those untrained, I know where my simple little dojo is (in here!), where we only know one move. Back to the ring!

I'll stick around and speak up when I actually know what it is I'm talking about. Until then For what it's worth, my fear is that of the 1st category, I'm guessing. (Mods, can add this to my previous post, if you like, for the sake of tidiness). Fear is still there, but far less so than, say, many years ago during my adolescence, teens, twenties. Social phobia is the more obvious manifestation of this for me over all.
I've countered by throwing myself into situations/career where things get hairy with people all around...and have also had some good hell-raising encounters in the second attention, some of which I've done pretty good, remaining impassive....others in which I've run like a squirrel. 
All in all, I don't know where I'm at with your above mentioned pathway in terms of progress, but feel I'm better off than I was 15 years ago. 
As mentioned, et nauseum, I only know one method of progress and that's adhering inwardly...anchoring there...and then facing outwardly whatever comes from that stance.

(Edit: merged consecutive posts by same author as requested)

[glance left]

For what it's worth, my fear is that of the 1st category, I'm guessing. (Mods, can add this to my previous post, if you like, for the sake of tidiness). Fear is still there, but far less so than, say, many years ago during my adolescence, teens, twenties. Social phobia is the more obvious manifestation of this for me over all.

I've countered by throwing myself into situations/career where things get hairy with people all around...and have also had some good hell-raising encounters in the second attention, some of which I've done pretty good, remaining impassive....others in which I've run like a squirrel.

All in all, I don't know where I'm at with your above mentioned pathway in terms of progress, but feel I'm better off than I was 15 years ago.

As mentioned, et nauseum, I only know one method of progress and that's adhering inwardly...anchoring there...and then facing outwardly whatever comes from that stance.

[serloco]

The world is not so bad when you cease to judge it in that way. Try going out into the world and not sitting on your ass looking over the media. Its not so bad. Its actually pretty good. Stop the world.

[glance left]

Yeah, I can attest to that, in a way. Walk around and look at things from the silent center and everything glows. Even an abandoned sack of garbage on the side of the road has certain beauty to it.....even a wry humor. Awareness lights every up from within, I'm finding.

[rosygyro]

regarding stopping the world, my thghts are about recapitulationa and potential ( as always).
scenario- Plane is ar 20,000 feet and descending rapidly.both pilots are unconsious..so you decide to stop the world.
Ths is what is happening with out planet (its a metaphor).
Obviously when you stop the world you are doing so for a reason, that reason is presumably so that you can somehowincrease the life potential along the time axis of both pilots, all passngers and yourself.. by the act of stopping the world.
Its fairly simple to see that stopping the world and "unstopping" without somehow increasing potential along the perceptio  of linear time axiswill be deadly for all on board.
so in stopping the world it is vital that it is done so FACING EAST-or percieving the unfoldment of life and its destiny. (JEWEL 2).
as the plane is poided on catastrophe a small irony is set up..in that during this emergency your potential to expereince FULL RECAPITULATION is increasedwith the danger of your imminent death...........................................................
but you must be in a powerful recapitulation stream in order to unleash further perception for seeing DESTINY..............................................................
stopping the world in this scenario is made possible because it is a near death expereince..
...................................the rick is to shift the focus so that the near death expereince is made into a no death expereince......................poised between recapitulation accessed through imminent potential death..and jewel 2 (destiny) accessed through witnessing life potential as a leap from stopped world..i.e. the way out of a stopped world is through greatest potential for perception within time..............................................................................
our world is in danger., the pilots are unconsious.....................
if a single person is to stop the worldcan they clear the recapitulation root of the habitual assemblage position while stopped?can they fire the tippiest tip of the spear of destiny of the habitual assemblage pointonce they unstop.
i.e. is it possible through stopping the world to jolt the habitual assemblage point ITSELFas it exists in parralel dimesnion with all humans........................................
questions such as "where is a sorcerers habitual assemblage point whilst they occupy another?how does this untouched zone in the sorcerer relate to the all encompassing reality of the habitual human?
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can a sorcerer access their own habitual assemblage point deliberatly in a way which jolts other habitual assemblagepoints within the corporeal..rather than lateral touch?
etc//thoughts.

[rosygyro]

i went around to a childhood friends house
the huse was dark as the electric had not been paid.
found him sitting upright unconscious.. ashen, grey and purple skinned staring at the ceiling
he had been like that for 14 hours.
i took his electric prepay card to the shop and filled it up and got the electric back on.
and found his roomate asleep upstairs.. no where near as bad in state.
unconsious freind had some sort of heavy heroin, crack and valium binge
had him in a shut down semi coma, unable to process the drugs in his system as it had shut down so slow
his energybody was non existent.
to my seers eyes he was like a single wavepeak of a giant grey ocean wave.
made almost entirely of a crematoriums energy budget for 2017.
not yet ASH but definatley part of its plan.
his seat was infront of an old boarded up door to the adjoining apartment..
i could see it was terrible fengshui.. (bricked up doors and stuff usually are)
so i shook him and shouted at him.. called his name
tried to remind him of carcrashes he had been in and survived.
i called any memory i KNEW of him to try to find his spirit again to be
back in the room, for all intents and purposes he was astral projecting
just too damn far from his body to come back in again..
we have lived in the same houses at different times and so my own recapitualtion body
kicked his out of where it wasnt his..20 years at least.
so i called his housemate to put on the music equipment as unconsious loves to party to the

tchno-house,acidtrance scene.
he had factory reset his unit so it had all the bult in rythms and sounds back.
he hadnt don e that for at least 10 years.. and was quite pleased
with its new, iconic, old school, newness..
Hes a better DJ than me.. so i set him to the task of sealing in the spirit of destiny..
and i could see we had already set at least 7 parts of his being on track back to his body.
and so i went back down the road to finish dinner.
(there was a lamb leg in the oven)
when i came out to the street for cigarette 45 mins later
i saw the blue flashing lights and the ambulance was outside..
his mum had seen the lights on ( i had got some electric)and gone to ask him why he hadnt answered his phone.
and had seen him and called the ambulance..(shes done it 4 times before)
i think he would have come back anyway, just would have taken another day wthout saline.
but in talking to his mum.
we both had excellent astral vision of his path to the hospital.
he had done a full recap he must have done.
and was moving in totality with the ambulance away into the distance totard the bigger town.
hopefully today he is ok in hospital
i have good feeling about it..
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i couldnt call the ambulance for him, i couldn t even get a permission to call
his father at the time
my energy was only for dragging his componants in..
i also didnt want to be blamed for when the paramedics found whatever it was in his pockets
and did not want to move him.
I hope there wasnt anything
but his mum will at least be forgiven if there was.

[rosygyro]

that was lastnight. today is the mother of his childrens birthday.

[glance left]

"Our world is in danger, the pilots are unconscious"

Yeah, so my task is to rip myself from the torpor of the trance that puts all this off into the distance. Relocating things constantly in terms of metaphor helps add to the distance, in my view, for me. It's the mind's way of procrastinating. That whole scenario is not happening "out there" in "the world". It's right here, right now. The world is upheld and solidified here, up top, and stopping it means penetrating it directly with awareness until the illusion collapses. Direct awareness. Eastern looking awareness, I guess? I'm not sure about the jewels and cardinal directions references you're using.

"without saline"

And the Narcan, which kicks the heroin off the receptor sites instantly. Wanna hear a hellish scream? Try the screaming of pain and wild anger of the heroin addict who's just gotten a bolus of Narcan.....who goes from the near-death bliss of heroin overdose to full blown withdrawals in the span of seconds. Where all the physiologic consequences of years of addiction come to bear instantaneously, not to mention what's going on spiritually (I can't imagine....I've only historically dipped my tippy toes into the world of full blown opiate addiction). The amazing thing is our capacity to go right back to whatever's numbing us out to what's going on (rapid descent in the context of unconsciousness), regardless of the shock of the near death experience. Whether it's the needle in the arm or the droning day-to-day of the upstanding citizen.

I know it, on my own little level of experience. It is real...both incredible and nightmarishly frightening at the same time. But, when I'm fully aware and looking at it in retrospect...it's mostly just incredible.

[rosygyro]

unsure of relevence.
stopping the world requires compression of time.
lets say you try to fit a film "DUNE" into a 13 minute show.you want to get it done in a shorter amount of timewithout losing the best features of the film or your own identity as audience.
compressing time is taking your totalityand compressing itso that all that protrudes is the immpeccable parts of your totality (the incompressable)your spiritual keynoteand the energetic truths of your recapitulation  where they break habitual inertia.
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your task is to aquiesce in that momentto potential energy..potential energy is two things.Destiny and Death of the old.
ie. if you are destined to live another seven years DESTINY.you are also going to have nearly every cell in your body be regenerated at some pointafter its individual cell death.
The rythm of cell death overt time as a healthy part of a living organism.Totality.

[glance left]

stopping the world requires compression of time

compressing time is taking your totality
and compressing it (to the core)

your task is to acquiesce in that moment
to potential energy

This leads me to what is needed right now: acquiescence to the moment at hand. For me, its the only way I can fathom to practice for that moment.

[rosygyro]

Look where North is on this illustration of the death defiers energy body.

[glance left]

I can't click on those images. Does North imply a specific quality of awareness? That's the issue with cardinal directions, energetic centers such as chakras and such....every lineage/system has a different interpretation of what these imply.

The lineage I'm familiar with designates a certain mood associated with the direction North...that of steadfast persistence in the face of onslaught, or something along these lines.

[rosygyro]

THis is a map of where MEST is when viewing the inturned form of the death defier.
nORTH IN THE CASE OF A SHELL IS WHERE THE OPEN LIP OF THE SHELL TODAYIS ANCHORED APON THE BACK OF THE PREVIOUS CYCLE.

[glance left]

I looked. Unsure of relevance.

Thus, I'm left with the same, singular aforementioned task. Back to the grindstone! The metal proving to be harder to hone than I thought. But that's what I get for thinking

[rosygyro]

If you wereNOT A HERMIT CRABbut a bonafide snail that had grown its own shell its entire life..the shell would be a very physical map of your recapitulation.any point on its spiral was once its lip, or the face of you.
where nORTH appears is where the part of the lip today meetsthe portion of shell upon which it is built.social conditioning(maybe)but actually a very strong completion of a cycle in the now.north is the point at which the floor becomes the ceiling in a previous year.
north west would be the curve of the inside edge of the shell..north east would be a line from the lip of shell down and around the alreadybuilt outside curve.the east would be the shell whos destiny it is to be builtand the south would be a mathematical modelwhich describes the way a spiral is built.

[glance left]

So......face north, I take it. (Sry...again, I'm a simpleton. I have to distill things to manageable size in order to apply)

Cool thing about hermit crabs: the capacity to leave its shell, across the lip, into the open sea.

[rosygyro]

north in this model would be beneath your feet.east would be the way you face as it is the future.although as beneath your feet progresses into the future it would be following the previous cycle of the shell as todays footingis built apon the back\roof of previous cycle.inside the shell behind you is the west and root of your own recapitulation,

[glance left]

So, looking at this model, what is the real-time task in terms of awareness? You mentioned looking at the position of north in the model of the death defier.....it's the position....the ground beneath my feet, so to speak, which is bound to the cyclical spiral of my personal past. North is the position of attachment/adherence to the cyclical spiral which needs to be detached from? To straighten the paradigm out?

How does the model fit/apply with the task at hand....right here and now.

[glance left]

After further review, north is the point at which accretion occurs...the "ground beneath my feet"....where the solidity of the world around me forms and, by virtue of the nature of accretion, it adheres to the form which preceded it, spiraling forward upon the solidity of its own precedent. The shell form itself upon its own historical foundation.

So, "north" is where the leverage point is in terms of application of awareness. My task is to apply the unbending intent of my awareness on the presumed form (accretion) of the here-and-now I'm surrounded by.

[rosygyro]

ah yes - but as the north is stability and also the known, the earth and the concreteit is also here that "death of the old" is best beconed into mnifestation.consider it like a smooth floor which on closer inspection is made of sand.
i appreciate the desire to pressure with all your passion the material.but the known accumulated is the calcification of the world.not for you maybe.. but for the world as it breaches the pivot of the three rings in its blindness.and so a counterflow to the pressure you want to exert is facillitated..
my own theory is that such counterflow is energy of space..this space the knife that cleaves flesh from bone in places it should freely move.keeps lung unstuck from costal lining viscera..breaks up scar tissue to be mobile strat once again.death of the old.
but our world is habitual deceit and abuse..the habitual position requires death of the old to be instilled in its floorto crack the slabs beneath all feet to focking sand once more.
warriors path is to stand in the habitual position and break it down.not take flight to objectivity and sorceric fantasy.BIG LOV

[glance left]

"warriors path is to stand in the habitual position and break it down"

Break it down how? I only know one way but, as mentioned, I'm a regular Joe without much sophistication and very few options at my disposal.

Acquisitioning energy of space sounds familiar, though.

I remember being stopped at a red light, one day, and was inwardly bemoaning the seeming imprisonment associated with the habitual position. At that time, the feature of the habitual position I was frustrated with was the "script" I felt compelled to engage in when talking with people. I'm not a hermit (crab) so I have to interact with people all day long. So, all day long, I wrestle with my disdain for human conversation...I can barely stand it, but that is my challenge...that disdain.

So, I was thinking about this disdain of the script and all of a sudden, sitting there at the red light, I saw a vision open up with my eyes wide open, there in the sky above me. I saw the "script"....line after line of asinine words/sentences saying nothing upon nothing, trailing off into outer space like the opening script of a Star Wars movie, surrounded by nebulae and myriad stars all around. All of a sudden, that space between the words.....between the letters of the words hanging there....dilated....expanded. I saw the space between the letters continue to expand omni-directionally until each word, each letter, was separated by inconceivable volumes of space. The words were still there.....intact. But the space between the words had expanded rendering them irrelevant, in a way....at least in terms of concern. They were no longer of concern, is what I'm saying, because of the vast volumes of space between them which could be inhabited with awareness.

Something within said, in a manner of speaking, "This is your way out. The way out is through"

Issue is, I've found the only way I can create that sense of space is when I'm sitting in meditation, say, gazing at a wall. Then everything was previously fixed and solid softens and opens up, after inner silence gathers momentum. When I'm done, then things snap back into place. Maybe more of a premium of energy is needed, IDK. Saving energy is not a natural strength of mine, but I continue to intend it regardless.

So, that disdain...is part of the problem, for me. It hardens things, perceptually. I have to find a way to open space in heart of this challenge....the hardness of the habitual position.

Addendum: just listening to my coworker ramble on and on beside me here in the ER. There is the possibility of seeing something of that dilating space available amidst listening/talking. Just a hint. I'll never be able to give a %$%# about what someone else is saying....I'm just not wired for it. But I can listen with that open awareness which creates space, I think.....and somehow, in that space, there is abstract affection....awareness that respects another's awareness at their core, regardless of the chit-chat happening on the surface.

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