Sunday, July 3, 2011
prancing ponies
Hahaha. We come into this world as a representation of the Mystery and then we look into a mirror and catch a view of ourselves and we in-cyst that we are someone and we prance around on our little ponies of personality for a while and then dissolve and return to the Mystery and we say well I guess I really screwed it up that time didn't I but there is no need to say anything because all is already understood and we dissolve into the Mystery for recycling and hell is resisting the dissolution as we cling to the prancing pony we imagined ourselves to be. Hahaha.
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Having had ponies/horses growing up, the image of frisky-feeling ponies prancing in the fields flooded my mind, all arrogant and cocky and boasty-looking.
ReplyDeleteGood giggles thinking of them as people!!
Hell is resisting the dissolution. Heaven is falling into the dissolution while joyfully letting go. The third option is available to those who have carefully crafted that which is not noticed by the dissolution apparatus of the Mystery. That is what is commonly called and most frequencly misunderstood as a soul.
ReplyDeleteThe soul allows that part of you beyond the prancing pony to continue, but souls are rare as they must be purchased at an extraorindary cost. Only those willing to make that transaction move on, and such travelers are rare indeed.
Or am I just prancing some more?
i could have sworn that i posted a comment -- can you remove offending comments?
ReplyDeleteI have not removed and will not remove your comments, Spud Ted. It must be something in your posting process.
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