What Is - Eden Saga

What Is – conscience, circle, light, essencehttps://www.guillaumedosgheas.com/post/particule-lumiere-prana

We are an eternal consciousness of pure light in an animal body. This body will die. Everything that lives is subject to time and space. Everything that lives will die. Only remains what is. For what is does not know time. What is does not experience duration, mother of boredom. What is eternally lasting, but without duration or eternity. Simple omnipresent presence, clear awareness of one as the whole.

Soul

There is no eternal life. There is life, it is not eternal. Sooner or later, life gives death. And there is eternity, it is not life, it is being.

Religions are the opposite of what is. They are meant for what will die. Most religions promise eternal life. The beautiful thing! All of us, we already have it. It is within us from birth, this eternal life. We bring it to earth. We lose it at 3 years old. We grow up, we degrade ourselves, but as soon as we can, we follow its trail. It is still within us, the soul. In the form of a seed, a germ that it is up to us to grow and mature. Only ripening prevents death.

Life is material, in matter there is no eternity. Everything deteriorates here below. Why are so many seeking adventure? The only adventures that matter are adventures for the soul. Putting a little soul into everything we do is a good opening. Then, feel the part of the soul, make it foam, enlarge, invade everything. The adventure for the soul begins as soon as it occupies the entire interior landscape.

It is not done in a day. It is a long road that begins upon entering this world. It is necessary to walk, conquer oneself, walk again, conquer oneself again and a hundred times on the loom put one’s work back together. Darth. Darth work. All our lives here on earth are works of art. And each one of us, all of us are walled artists.

One fine day the wall falls and here we are outside. That is to say inside. Our soul took us by the hand. She led us inside, where she settled down deep. Our soul occupies all our body.

It’s Awakening

But the path is not over for all that. No.
Because after having tasted this fullness…

Body

Afterwards, what a pain we have to get out of it! Because it must be done, alas. We are not just a soul. The law of the body requires us to eat, digest, shit, pee, sweat. Charming painting. You will tell me that the body does not have only constraints. He also has great pleasures. That’s true.

Although at my age the only pleasure is to eat. At the market already. Choosing beautiful vegetables, all that is necessary. And at home, decorating beautiful dishes. Cook. Put your whole soul in a magnificent dish, which can be admired as much as eating. Like a woman’s body, yes, shut up. R.I.P. Regrets…

Yes, but after having done it, good food is eaten. After eating, you have to digest it, etc. It’s not because I no longer have gallant adventures that I like adventures for the soul. I have always done both at once… when I was old. I continue, but in my dreams.

The law of the body can help us. What the body wants is general good health, harmony of the organs, the euphoria of a good digestion. All that you have when your soul is within you. The boredom is the archon. We live under the rule of the dark angels. They have no bodies, these messengers. Modern texts call them angels, but the first meaning of the word Coptic is messenger.

Jesus said: Judas, come that I may instruct you in hidden things that no one has ever seen. For there is a great and unlimited kingdom, the breadth of which no generation of messengers(*) has seen, and where the great invisible is. Then appeared a luminous cloud. He said: Let a messenger (*) appear, he will be able to help me.
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(*) The word Coptic messenger has always been translated as angel. I prefer to stick to the letter of the text and I will continue to say messenger.

Dragon

What is is not the archon. It embodies what will die. Even if he has learned to prolong his existence in bewildering proportions (thousands of years!) at the time of death, the archon disappears like a beast. One must see him as an animal. Intelligent beyond all, perspicacious, suspicious, penetrating, convincing, yes, the archon embodies all that. But the beast dominates him, without it he is nothing.

If humans are subject to her, it’s temporary. Wait until the Goddess has finished her nap, she will put things in order. In front of her, they do not exist. In front of the soul, the body is just an empty bark. What they all are, our masters. Usurpers. Exploiters of interstices.

Moses and Aaron went to the Tent of Meeting. The two leaders go to a tent that serves as a welcome for the Most High. Why this nickname, by the way? It’s quite simple: because it is very high in the sky. Very very high. We only see a small point, but we know it’s him because of the infernal barrage and the flames of hell that roar and blush all around him. He comes, our God, he does not remain in silence. Before him is a devouring fire, around him a violent storm.

Moses and Aaron went to the Tent of Meeting and when they came out, they blessed the people. The glory of Hashem was then revealed to all the people. The sons of Aaron, Nadav and Avihu, took their censers, lit them, added incense to them; and they offered an unauthorized fire before Hashem, who did not ask them to do it. The fire arose before Hashem and consumed them and thus they died before Hashem.

Moses then said to Aaron: “This is what Hashem spoke of when He said; among those who approach Me, I myself will show what is sacred; in the sight of all those who honor Me”

And the Lord to conclude: Is not my word like a fire? And like a hammer that breaks the rock? (read more)

The Master

In the old Christian texts — I mean neo-Christian, the Christianity of Jesus is unfindable — they spoke not of physical bodies, but of corporeal envelopes. It was the time before the dominant ego. This expression is very old, because there has been a good time that the envelope is filled with itself. All filled with ego. The body is the nest of the ego dragon.

Before the cause was atrocious. Atrocious. It was a cycle. That of life. But without excitement, evolution, decay and death. Now, now, what do you think of this? It’s coming. A big drama is coming to us. Her blood-dripping teeth, her red eyes… What am I holding? A lasso! I slap it and wrap it around his neck. And I fight against him. I FIGHT!!

I throw him to the ground. I stand up and say: Sit down, dragon! The dragon sits down and I say: Don’t move! And he doesn’t move anymore. Now he is on a leash. I’m taking him for a walk. That’s where we are for now. He obeys my orders. Then we will teach him to play dead. (source) Philip Seymour Hoffman, The Master, film by Paul Thomas Anderson, 2012

The Master, here, is the Dragon. His power is formidable, his strength is that of ten thousand men. No one can defeat him in single combat, if he had the strength of a hundred men, he would need that of ten thousand more. And then, it’s a miracle, here I master this dragon! Its strength is barely superior to mine, and my will is worth one hundred times his.

The dragon admits it. He has found his master with me. He is going to put himself at my service. He obeys me in every way and constantly seeks to please me. A new danger points the nose, the inflation of my already invasive ego. I thought I was a dragon, now I think I am the king of dragons. I am their master to all. To all! And there I can very well declare war on mankind.

Be

Struggling with oneself in such a conflict, it is not being. Ergoter is not being. Thinking is not being. Acting is not being. Neither do we sleep, but we are getting closer. When Hamlet asks himself aloud in his inner self: theater requires

To be? Or not to be?
Does Hamlet suspect for a single moment that he has no choice?
We only live once, they say. But we are forever.
Here is my faith, my hope and my support
I am a Christian, I am a Christian! (source)shitty canticle

You are a jerk, rather. Adding anything to be doesn’t make it more. On the contrary. We can be what we want, none of that helps us to be. On the contrary. It prevents us from being. Everything we add to be reduced to being. That’s how it is. Check it in your life and come back to me here.

Forget the Rest

You want to be? Who tells you that you are not? If you were not, I wouldn’t hear you. What does it matter to you, do you want to be? I tell you that you are already. You want to be without it already? You know, I could kill you, that wouldn’t stop you from being. But it would prevent me from being innocent. And from being free. Don’t you care? Do you want to be?

A good tip: to be, forget the rest. Forget everything that is not. Neglect non-being. Don’t look at those who make those who are. They play comedy, doubly wrong therefore. They are not. They blow. Blowing is not acting. And playing is not being.

Soul and Death

You told me: shut up.
Your words make a screen that hides the world.
What you reveal is another veil.
Light is not the friend of words.
The more beautiful the words,
the more their artificial light diverts us from the Undefeated Sun!