It ain't over till . . .
Apocalypse when?
When?
(dec. 21)
THIS IS 4D
For most people, the transition from three-dimensional to four-dimensional consciousness is exceedingly painful. Medieval Christianity called it the dark night of the soul; Dante called it the journey through hell and purgatory; it was forty days and forty nights in the desert for Jesus; it was a journey in the belly of a fish for many a hero.
For a modern man it is a midlife crisis or worse, a nervous breakdown; or still worse, physical suicide. The process can be summed up in one sentence; it is the relocating of the center of the personality from the ego to a center greater than one's self. This superpersonal center has been variously called the Self, the Christ nature, the Buddha nature, superconsciousness, cosmic consciousness, satori, and samadhi. This relocation appears to be death when viewed from the perspective of the ego. Zen masters observe that satori (their term for a nonpersonal center of consciousness) can be viewed by the ego as nothing but total disaster. And death it is! The ego loses it supremacy and goes through a short time of violent suffering.When someone threatens suicide at this time, I caution him that he must be very careful to do it without harming his body. The relocation of the center of the personality is a form of suicide, and it's best done voluntarily by the ego. Mezumi Roshi, a Zen master in Los Angeles, once said, "Why don't you die now and enjoy the rest of your life?" (83-84)~Transformation Robert A. Johnson
(3:33 are you f'ing kidding me?)
Adele's '21' Shines Bright Like a Diamond: 10 Million U.S. Sales
21?
(the 333rd day of the year)
and so?
. . .
(She'll shoot your eye out, kid!)
Everybody thought that she was boring, so they never listened anyway
Nobody was really saying anything of interest, she fell asleep
She was into S&M and Bible studies
Not everyone's cup of tea she would admit to me
Her cup of tea, she would admit to no one
Her cup of tea, she would admit to me
(She'll shoot your eye out, kid!)
“. . . What do you bet that your picture of temptation there goes shopping for apples next? Speaking of pictures of temptation, doesn’t she look just like The Sin herself? And what does it mean that they put an apple in the mouth of a pig before they roast him? Is that what she is going to do to you?” . . .
I’ve heard that “sin” comes from the Greek, and has to do with archery. “To miss the mark.” . . . Put another way, “sin” is a failure of authenticity. What is authentic? And again we return to the notion of real. What is real?
Sin, apples and arrows.
"And the diamond is another image for the coniunctio."~Edinger
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| All I want for Christmas is a Red Ryder BB gun with a compass in the stock, and this thing which tells time |
In other words, it’s a common theme in my writing that a dark-haired girl shows up at the door of the protagonist, and tells him that his world is delusional, that there is something false about it. Well, this did finally happen to me. I even knew that her hair would be black. (Philip K. Dick)
The Sages state that it is "only at the age of 40 that the disciple is fit to understand properly the thought of his master," for "40 years is the age of wisdom." That is why, in general, the kabbalists prefer to "transmit" their teaching to disciples who are at least 40 years old. In their opinion, at that age the human soul becomes spiritually mature. The Hebrew word 'neshamah,' soul, confirms this; the letters which compose it also make up the words 'mem shanah,' 40 years. (Wisdom of the Kabbalah)
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| School is in session (Pieces of Jennifer) |
"Tell me who you are."
Zina said, "I am the Torah. . . . the Torah is depicted as a beautiful maiden living alone, secluded in a great castle. Her secret lover comes to the castle to see her, but all he can do is wait futilely outside hoping for a glimpse of her. Finally she appears at the window and he is able to catch sight of her, but only for an instant. Later on she lingers at the window and he is able, therefore, to speak with her; yet, still, she hides her face behind a veil . . . and her answers to his questions are evasive. Finally, after a long time, when her lover has become despairing that he will ever get to know her, she permits him to see her face at last."
Emmanuel said, "Thus revealing to her lover all the secrets which she has up to now, throughout the long courtship, kept buried in her heart. I know the Zohar. You are right."
"So you know me now, En Sof," Malkuth said. "Does it please you?"
"It does not," he said, "because although what you say is true, there is one more veil to be removed from your face. There is one more step."
"True." Malkuth, the lovely young woman seated on the throne, wearing a crown, said, "but you will have to find it."
"I will," he said. "I am so close now; only a step, one single step, away."
"You have guessed," she said. "But you must do better than that. Guessing is not enough; you must know."
"How beautiful you are, Malkuth," he said. "And of course you are here in the world and love the world; you are the sefira that represents the Earth. You are the womb containing everything, all the other sefiroth that constitute the Tree itself; those other forces, nine of them, are generated by you."
"Even Kether," Malkuth said, calmly. "Who is highest."
"You are Diana, the fairy queen," he said. "You are Pallas Athena, the spirit of righteous war; you are the spring queen, you are Hagia Sophia, Holy Wisdom; you are the Torah which is the formula and blueprint of the universe; you are Malkuth of the Kabala, the lowest of the ten sefiroth of the Tree of Life; and you are my companion and friend, my guide. But what are you actually? Under all the disguises? I know what you are and--" He put his hand on hers. "I am beginning to remember. The Fall, when the Godhead was torn apart."
"Yes," she said, nodding. "You are remembering back to that, now. To the beginning."
"Give me time," he said. "Just a little more time. It is hard. It hurts."
She said, "I will wait." Seated on her throne she waited. She had waited for thousands of years, and, in her face, he could see the patient and placid willingness to wait longer, as long as was necessary. (Philip K. Dick, The Divine Invasion)
Everybody thought that she was boring, so they never listened anyway
Nobody was really saying anything of interest, she fell asleep
She was into S&M and Bible studies
Not everyone's cup of tea she would admit to me
Her cup of tea, she would admit to no one
Her cup of tea, she would admit to me
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| "For in Egypt not only Israel, we are told in the Midrash, was held in bondage, but also the Shekinah." |
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An apocalypse (Ancient Greek: ἀποκάλυψις apocálypsis, from ἀπό and καλύπτω meaning 'un-covering'), translated literally from Greek refers to a revelation of something hidden . . . In religious contexts it is usually a revelation of hidden meaning - hidden from human knowledge in an era dominated by falsehood and misconception.
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