Malcolm Sealy (Australia)
Not a smart fellw
please feel, imagine..Shear Joy and love..
A room full of love, strangers bonded in a day...shared stories...immense joy and love..
A market on any given day....
A community celebrating...
Is this not fabricated, by intent and presence? Love! !
Is it wishful thinking to yearn for this, for our global community!
We cant escape suffering but just as a Yogi/Alchemist, Spiritual man, Shed man, fighting man, family man- The Seeker molded from all archetypes uses age old sciences (aware, unaware) to bring on a state of awareness, bliss, an internalized joy specific and beautiful to there place in this epoch/s.
Can we not consciously do the same for Us...
Constantine: -I know! ! ! ! ! ! ...
much much misery from that time...Wars and immense suffering over such. So so painful to dwell on. But, hide can not...learn.
Again, suffering..Trimurti cannot be out run.
Here we are now this place of now! because of our gradual spiraled climb up from back there.
Something fabricated as a collective for the collective...
Political/advertisers motives attest to this....
The Moral Influence so so important in all they do-The mob easily controlled...We given enough rope to believe free, then yanked, against our will kicking and screaming, screaming of injustices to all...do we not see! Our beautiful emotions used...set up to buy and sell; again the rope let loose...our injustice Won....relaxed in peace....for some.
I just want honest love...love in all its levels?
Consciousness-think, dwell when next you celebrate, dance, watch your sport..that room full of love....so so powerful...fabricated! by intent and beautiful presence.
so below as above! ! so above as below...seems ridiculous.
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