feelings about the place where you FEEL your eternal limitlessness, where the Person constraint vanishes, yet it's simply ordinary. where the Person constraint vanishes, yet it’s simply ordinary. Sunlight coming through a window into the house. Stillness, just life in its quietest peace moment. Like you're still beholding people, trees, water. The land of the immortals. "He does not know that already, he is in the land of the immortals." Very very vague recollections that seem to exist from the first moments of my current life. It's sort of like a memory of dreaming, but also somehow critically separate. A very minuscule, infinitely minuscule impression. I recently completed the project I have been assembling for the last 5 months, all the content is there, now all that's left is new idea piles which will become the second series or season of this. (exploring the darkness, going down into the middle of the greatest hells imaginable, to find that that is where peace is - In the middle of the suffering, suffering is the atmosphere and inside of that atmosphere is the eternal thing). Making this art, the path of feeling is indescribable. It has taken me through the entire mystical experience mindset, and I have that experience. I am still in the mystical experience, and I am haunted by this thread, the feelings about the place in which it is LITERALLY felt, eternal Light. Like i have already felt this, in the pure and complete form. I have just the tiny spark of it that is in the center of me. My deepest HEART. [] My art is the display of my deepest heart, to become viewable in long form. TO show ME to the precious humans, and say to them, my message - you are eternal. all that you need, you already have. [] The place in which eternal light is literally felt- real freedom. Liberation. -- It's almost like the ketamine recollections, of being the square freezer. But warmer. somehow cool and with heat at once. In the final few sessions of the 4th volume that completes the series, I reprise the Ben Garant story, summarized by this one sentence premise - I realized I was nobody, because I was hiding in fear, and after I realized it, I started to hear my voice and love my friends and see that they know EVERYTHING about me - I was no longer hiding, because I was no longer in fear. The hiding and the realization mutually arise. Being NOBODY, is the eternal thing. That you aren't just this little person, this little you. That you ARE eternal. That your voice can boom out and you can witness the reality of your love power. And this is the thing that I was transmuting in all the dreams of perfect warmth, of a stranger, and I thought it was someone, someone I was going to meet, someday. It wasn't somebody. I was dreaming of the nobody situation. I was dreaming of me. The eternal me. And so when I experienced the first pillar of this mystical XP path, it was the trip, the revelation that I am sky. Empty, space - through which all of the precious humans are passing, perfectly, limitlessly, for always. A sort of perfect free fall, that I CONTAIN. It wasn't overtly "you are nobody" It was - you are EVERYBODY. You aren't somebody. You are Light.
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