Ramblings on BC Day, 2015:
I am starting to think that we don’t actually think our own thoughts at all, rather, we simply receive them… from everywhere and everything that visits our sensibilities.
So, in essence, I’m saying, I didn’t just think this.
It’s possible that there truly are no un-thunk or original thoughts. Which explains why writers often describe ‘the flow’ of higher level writing as an out of body experience…like they are humbly channeling…like a bridge or a conduit to and from somewhere other than their own mind…to and from the infinite imaginarium of possibility…tapped into an optimal, crystal clear frequency, so to say.
Like radio receivers. Tune-able. We can choose the station…the thought and image frequencies which we allow in through our mental filters, just like adjusting the dial on a radio, are ours to notice and adjust. All the low, no-one-wants-to-listen-to-those-shit frequencies (like annoying commercials), are out there too, but if you don’t tune into them, (willfully block them out, turn the dial, change the channel – all of which can be done simply by making a small movement), they cannot become thoughts in YOUR mind, and thus, cease to exist in YOUR reality. Which gets passed on. Like a contagious smile or a yawn.
I think this is how we will manifest a better outcome – on all fronts.
We are designed for more than to be enslaved by an ego-based mindset which thinks itself the creator of all thoughts and things great. Ego distracts us from using our intuitive ‘pick ups’ to their full extent…and these pick ups are like frequency bridges to the infinite realm of ‘is’ (best probability) as opposed to that of ‘might be’ (ambivalent possibility).
Ego ‘tries’ and fails because there is no try, and we can hear it failing as it whispers inconsistent, mixed signals into our minds all the time: Which is why we get torn between totally right! and good enough!, and totally wrong! and not good enough! Between genius and total dumbass. That’s ego playing chess with itself. And listening to that game? Booooooooooooourns.
If we realize that we don’t really ‘create destiny’ (which, let’s face it, is a HUGE and scary thing to have to undertake), rather, we choose what ‘destiny’ we tune into – one that already exists among an infinite number of possibilities – we dismantle fear, doubt and anger.
Feeling that kind of control – that kind of power – to choose at every moment what to let in for processing, and thus, what occurs as a result…it’s self-actualization but it’s more than that…it’s like seeing who you ‘already are’ from the POV of a future you. Like having a magical navigation tool; a scrying mirror, in the land of optimization.
So, I tune into what ‘feels right’, and that feels like…clear skies bliss…an optimal frequency. I find that this then is automatically passed on through the same ‘receiver’ process, to those I visit my own presence upon.
Now: Anyone else care for a warm spot of tea?
Photo Credit
Mary Rose with a sword – by Mary Rose, All Rights Reserved
Jack Spicer, the Beat Poet and influence on many writers who followed, often said he was a radio;perhaps humility, perhaps awe, or likely as not he simply did not want to know how he did what he did. It was perhaps easier than wrestling with angels of his nature. As it often seems to me about my own work. Also the Sword image is pretty darn powerful.
Thanks for the ramblings. albeit from way down the road by now.
You are so welcome. Thanks for the feedback. 🙂 The journey continues…