The Rumor

Rumor has it, you are separated from your originating source and need to be re-connected.

In this essay, I demolish this idea, once and for all.

My working premise:

1. Truth doesn’t care about what we think about it.
2. Whatever truth is or not, it must exist prior to thought and belief.
3. Truth is not a belief; belief is what we make of truth.

We create beliefs to survive the unknown and this is understandable and necessary. It works for a while, until the survival mechanism becomes a prison and we have to break out, an extremely important event that must occur for the human adult to emerge.

In our world, beliefs rule over truth. Truth has become a laughingstock, a primitive throwback to ancient times when cavemen huddled around the fire and made up stories to understand their world of cold, hunger and danger.

Like the cavemen, we believe what we need to believe in order to survive. We believe, not because we did the research and came to conclusions on the basis of solid logic and reasoning. We believe because we have to. We believe because, if we don’t, we end up alone.

Belief unites us in a chorus we sing together to hold back the night. We sing songs and hold hands out of terror, not because we are free or happy. The songs are barricades and torches to hold back the wolves. We blind and bind ourselves to belief because it is comforting and consoling to do so, not because it is the truth. The truth is too overwhelming, painful and ugly. That’s why we prefer beautiful lies.

Big Beautiful Rumor

You are separated from your originating source and need to be re-connected.

This only seems to be true. We suddenly show up in a world of pain and suffering without a clue about who we are or how we got here. We grow up in a culture of primitive and superstitious beliefs handed down to us, These beliefs claim that we will be annihilated at death without adherence to religious doctrines of salvation. This is a belief but the truth is prior to it.

Belief is an organizing principle. It smooths over the rough edges of human experience and seeks to explain it. In Western Christendom, pain is punishment, darkness is evil, and suffering is what we deserve for being born with the stain of original sin.

On top of that, Nature is blind and indifferent to us, we are on our own in a dog-eat-dog world. Other people are to be blamed, dominated or tolerated but not trusted because they are just like us: fragmented, bewildered and desperate.

This belief of separation produces terror which seeks rescue and relief.

Rescue and relief are the candy clever people with an agenda hand out to you. The syndicate doesn’t care about human existential anxiety and has no intention of addressing it, or helping us to overcome it; our anxiety is used against us and offered a fake solution: the belief in salvation, whether it is through ecclesiastical doctrine or transhumanism, engineered through genetic manipulation. Both cases are the same because as is said: humans are flawed and need fixing.

This is the dominant meme on planet Earth, in science, religion and especially in the rise of the techno-fascist surveillance state. The message is clear on all fronts: humanity is an infection that must be chemically managed, politically controlled, and medically prevented from spreading.

Humanity, according to the high priests of science and religion, is a problem that cannot be solved so it must be managed by governmental experts and billionaire entrepreneurs. They peddle techno toys like Neuralink and AI as if they were real solutions to an actual problem. They are not real solutions because there isn’t a real problem. There is only the presumption of a problem. THIS is the problem. Presumption is entirely self-generated. Imaginary, and deadly.

Too Small of a Context

Humanity is not a problem to be solved. Any context which assumes a flaw in humanity is itself flawed. Purity, flawlessness and uncontrived innocence are our actual nature. Our common, everyday awareness is the common ground which unites us all. One Light. Many windows. Our personal identities are garlands around the neck of the Divine Presence, alive as all things. Existence Itself is ecstatic. Light and Nature are the overwhelming proof.

Human beings are a symptom and function of Nature that could be called infinity on two legs. Our bodies are strands of electro-magnetic light that spiral in opposite directions up and down our spine at light speed. Applying beliefs and theories to grok who and what we are is natural and understandable but it doesn’t work. Beliefs and theories are finite things trying to describe and explain our infinity which is too big for words. I say that this is our actual situation: Infinity appearing in and as us: human fruits of the Great Tree.

Our Actual Situation is so far beyond our beliefs and theories, its silence is deafening. Its darkness is illuminating, its radiance is blinding, and its presence is baffling and impossible, yet here it is, appearing as all of us. We think we are separate, walking around in our personal lives, and that’s true, but it’s no accident, it’s the incandescent appearance of Essence, the Free Essence of infinite Life. expressing itself as human beings in a Garden of Light and Love. THAT is an appropriate context for human beings, not one of shipwrecked refugees born in sin needing salvation.

Hearsay is Not Evidence

The rumor of separation is just that, a rumor. A rumor is hearsay, conjecture and speculation, not evidence. The rumor begins and grows when we confuse appearance with Essence, labels with substance, beliefs with truth and embodiment with punishment, karma and sin.

Punishment, karma, sin and genetic imperfection cascade from the rumor as common beliefs. Beliefs of abandonment, despair, nihilism and existential angst follow from there and cultivate hope in ecclesiastical salvation and transhumanism. Beliefs are the maps of a territory: facsimiles of truth, not the truth itself.

Beyond hearsay, the disturbing but deeply relieving truth, is that we do not exist as separate entities unto ourselves. We exist only because the Great Tree of Life exists. Whatever identity we might believe in comes from that Great Tree. We call you Mary or Harry, but what are you behind your names? The fruit is the fruit, yes, but it comes from the Life of the Tree.

The Life of the tree produces the fruit which is Nature’s love and desire to bring Benefit to her children. Water is for everyone, good or bad, alike. Nature is the embodiment of and servant to this unconditional, indiscriminate, relentless love. We are the luscious fruit of its Essence. Confusing one’s Essence with merely its time and space temporary appearance as the body and mind ends up being very costly, time-consuming, and the worst mistake one could ever make.

Self-fulfilling Prophecy

It takes a lot of work to keep a separate self going and continually propped up. You need an entire team: public image management, a good PR team, damage control capabilities, media outlets that you control, detention camps for enemies of the narrative, spies, disinformation campaigns, smear tactics and a resilient-victim mindset to justify blame, projection and violence.

Imagining oneself to be separate from the Tree sets up a self-fulfilling prophecy: If I believe that I’m separate, abandoned and worthless, I will understand my experience through those filters. I will substantiate them and re-enforce them. no matter evidence to the contrary. Blame also becomes essential; it must be someone else’s fault. I didn’t ask to be here. I’m pissed and somebody’s gonna pay. Blame gets me off the hook.

We blame God, the Devil, the weather, each other, whoever is handy.

Then, we go to doctors and priests for help. Help from people who are just as fucked up as I am, only more professional and respectable. Their masks stay on straighter than mine. Pisses me off. They’re gonna pay, too. I’m a victim and vengeance is mine. This is the prison we create by default when we don’t recognize our actual nature as love and happiness.

Blame and victimhood run the political, economic and ecclesiastical worlds into which we were born. We perpetuate it to the extent that we agree with it: personally, overtly, covertly or otherwise.

Break Out with Openness

The only way to break the trance of victimhood is accessing the universal wisdom inherent in openness, love and trust. Beyond my own labels and beliefs, reality is breathtaking, awe inspiring and beautiful. When I open up (translation: see my always existing openness) I marvel at the Greatness in which we all appear and disappear in endless cycles of birth, death and rebirth.

Openness is our superpower. It accesses wisdom. Openness and wisdom are antidotes to knowledge and strategy, which are bound by the limitations of our myriad human perspectives and assumptions.

Openness, like the sky, is not bound by anything.

We are That.

This mighty River constantly overflows its banks flooding the landscape. We are swept along in its fierce path to the sea. It is the Ocean, we are the River, cutting its way through the terrain back to where we came from.

The River is the Ocean distilled into rain that falls on the Earth and finds its way home cutting through the mountains with its many ravines and valleys.

The River has never been separated from the Ocean, only temporarily diverted as it meanders, seeing wonders that the Ocean cannot experience as Ocean, only as River.