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This is the topic that I want to explore next, when I've had some sleep. I will let y'all know that we've found a house and we'll be housemoving over the next week or so, and things might get a little hectic, but I really want to keep developing my explorations. The new house isn't as big, so less work, not quite as spiffy as I wanted but there are some great advantages to it so we'll see how it goes. I would have preferred flatter and more open space around us, but the forest is amazing and I'm sure the guardians are going to like it better.

Feel free to chuck some explorations in here if you are inspired. I'm off to faceplant on my bed.

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Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far they can go. ~ TS Elliot

Good morning Songs. I hope this post dovetails with your intention in this new thread.

I woke this morning, about 12 hours ago with the thought that it would be helpful for us to explore examples of the virus and analyse them together. Could we sail examples through this thread and use them to stimulate conversation about: how to navigate through the virus ?

Good luck with your move .. the forest sounds divine :O

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It takes the time it takes ...

Thanks Zebra, this is a great topic.

I had two very cool experiences today, which made me realize that either I am becoming more centered, or perhaps I'm just stepping into the center, because today, even out in the "marketplace", which is usually a more challenging place for me to stay centered and focused in my power, things went so smoothly, it was kind of miraculous, and I wasn't even trying, which is probably the key right there.

The first was an encounter at the local health food store. I was returning a quart of local raw honey which had cost $16, since I had found a better bargain, 5 lbs. of raw honey for $17, also local, which I was explaining to the checker, who is a friend.

There was another customer at checkout at the time, who told me that I was probably getting a bad deal, because honey vendors are allowed, according to her, to add corn syrup to honey without labeling it. She was very condescending, apparently assuming I was some rube who didn't know the difference between a scam and the real thing. Probably because I didn't look as affluent as her, and wasn't putting a lot of energy into "looking good" and making a superior impression-- I was just being myself, plain and simple.

There was more conversation, all of it designed to make her look like a real smart cookie, but I wasn't buying it, though not in any obvious way, I was just remaining neutral... It ended up with her just kind of hanging around aimlessly, looking a little lost and dazed, as if she was trying to find where her lost authority had gotten to.

I came back to the checkout again with some produce items from the "marked down" table and was joking around with the checker, telling her I wanted to buy these "used" items. There was another woman there checking out and she and I and the checker were all laughing at my joke, which was a little more multi-leveled than it seemed at first glance. Meanwhile the authoritative woman was just standing there with a long face. It was odd, like two universes had collided very softly, with no damages occurring, but a lot of realization going on.

The second instance was just a simple matter of me knowing intuitively that a friend needed me to be in the right place at the right time with the right offering of help, which I was, and the look of gratitude and relief on her face was just priceless.

Neither of these occurrences were a big deal, but inasmuch as they happened one right after the other, and the signal in me felt so steady and strong all afternoon, it was kind of remarkable.

I want more days to be continuously "spot on" like that, more and more until it's just naturally always that way....

Those are two great stories, Aquene. I love days when everything just falls into place effortlessly.

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Never argue with a fool, onlookers may not be able to tell the difference. ~ Mark Twain

Hi Aquene,

Frankly, the 'marketplace' scenario is one in which I've never felt remotely comfortable. The 'jangle' is a bit of a problem for me. I was very interested to hear Songsy's account of closing off the lower three chakras when in a crowded place, and next time I have to be in a really crowded place I will try just that.

I've found that unusual things happen when I fix on the concept that reality is illusory. I know I've mentioned this before, possibly in the old pub, but it really does seem to produce remarkable results for me. I know it sounds a bit silly, but the film 'The Matrix' is extremely helpful in this regard. There's a scene where Neo goes back into the construct to meet the Oracle, and he's acknowledging that the places with which he's so familiar - and perhaps even all his memories of those places - are not real. "I used to eat there ... they do great noodles."

This is not to say I'm actually imagining myself in a film or anything silly like that. What I mean is that the film presents the concept resonantly enough for me that the 'gist' is what I use. I do not wear sunglasses and dress completely in black when I go shopping. Usually. (Heh heh, I'm tempted at this point to change my profile picture back to my Neo one.)

What happens when I observe other people is really interesting. They appear to be in dreams of their own. If I look at the crowded street as one of those towns or cities in dreams, things become clearer, and I become clearer. What happens is not at all dissimilar to the onset of a lucid dream. When you realise you're dreaming ... you achieve clarity.

When Songsy described how the tendrils of unconscious interaction from our lower three chakras are writhing about all over the place connecting with other peoples', it rang very true for me. The recognition that I'm walking through a construct seems to bypass that problem to some extent at least.

This though is like so many things I've experimented with. Until very recently in my life I've been mostly alone with the otherly side of myself. So, rather incredibly (to me anyway), I've done things, tried things, had insights ... and then forgotten all about them! Damn it. It's very hard to know if an effect you can produce is one you really want to be pursuing. I've so often had the thought: "what if pursuing these things only alienates me further? Am I doing the right thing here?" An awful lot of my problem with the world at large is that I've always felt I should be trying to get along with it and fit into it in an all inclusive way. My feelings on this have changed now.

When I go into a large group of people, I find it horrible. I always have, even as a small child. Some of my earliest memories are of exactly that kind of jangle. The human race wants us all to conform to the lowest common denominator of behaviours and attitudes towards each other. But when I see that so much of what constitutes 'normal' is emotionally and intellectually corrupt ... then I just don't want to be assimilated, thanks very much.

Maybe the snooty woman you encountered had an insight about herself. Maybe your presence offered her a mirror in some way? By the way, I know what you said about these occurrences not being a big deal ... but in a micro macro, fractal kind of a way, I think these experiences can show us an awful lot about ourselves and about other people. We're taught to ignore nuance, and I just never could. I can also be a bull in a bloody China shop, but that's another story.

Re: the thread title ... I'd say it's a balance between not buying into it and not battling it. For me. I've found (on other experimentation jaunts) that when I live into my authentic manner (rather still and non-reactive) in interaction with people, it produces bizarre reactions. Ranging from inexplicable hostility from strangers to the opposite end of the spectrum, which is people beaming at me on the street for no apparent reason. From earliest memory I had to be an actor to even attempt to fit in with people around me, and unfortunately it's easy to become a method actor and immerse totally. Christ, the last relationship I was in had me ditch my authenticity just to get along with her. What for? Yeah. It all seems pretty obvious now ... d'oh!

One of the worst mistakes I have ever made is to assume that I should be making the effort to fit in with everybody else. That's why the whole 'we are all one' thing seems to me to be another form of virus thinking in sheep's clothing. In some cosmic, universe way, it may be true ... but to try to live into it in every way seems like a square peg in a round hole to me.

For me this has also been true. Just two days ago I was walking to the gym and a man of 60ish (very odd looking) standing at a bus stop turned to me as I was walking by at a pretty good clip and said, "Hi, how are you?"

He said it as though he knew me. It seemed familiar. And he wasn't asking because he wanted to know how I was doing, or to make conversation.

It seemed like he was asking because he spontaneously felt obliged to acknowledge me--like it was important for him.

And I got the sense that had I walked by a day earlier and he'd been there it wouldn't have happened. I know that sounds a bit strange.

I think it happened because I was in the zone after posting on a thread and wasn't concerned on any level with any background noise. I wasn't worried about how I was being perceived or how my expression in that moment would affect people.

He was like a Bizarro agent Smith, being sent in to make me remember this feeling and moment.

But sometimes, maybe even more of the time than not, a regular agent Smith is sent in and the interaction isn't pleasant.

We are right now looking to see what we can do about the thanks button. Is there something other than 'thanks' that would also be useful? I would like a 'cracks up laughing' button, and a Spock button. Triffid and I are kind of sporking exhausted, and we are giving away most of our furniture so that we don't have to move it, but there will still be quite a bit to sort. The thanks button is on the way.

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Evolution cannot be faked: agility of mind and Being demonstrates itself in every moment. Discarding dead Art in favour of what works indicates an individual's fluid mind. Rhetoric has no place within evolution. Let the dead bury the dead.

It’s exciting when you can talk face to face with another Being who truly understands and is on the same page as you. The energy is so much more intense in person than it is on the phone or computer. At least it is for me, because I’m really big on eye contact.

I’m off to have a breakfast date with a girlfriend of mine, who I haven’t seen in a while and I’m so happy, it’s silly. Whenever I spend time with her, I always feel refreshed. Like my batteries have been charged, instead of the usual draining with most other Beings around me. It’s great to have someone who really Sees Me, Understands Me, and Values Me in my life. I just wish we could get together more often.

When we sit in a restaurant together or are just anywhere out in public, weird things always happen around us. It’s like the energy the two of us create together is a huge magnet to others. Sometimes it’s a good experience, and we meet cool Beings and other times we both looked at each other and said “Let’s get the fuck out of here!” at the same time. I’m going to try Songs practice of closing off my lower chakras when we’re out and about today and see what happens...I'll report back.

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Never argue with a fool, onlookers may not be able to tell the difference. ~ Mark Twain

Hi Cerridwen,

I'm sorry you had a crap day.

I just wanted to tell you that I've been on both sides of the fence vis a vis the being furious at the TPTB. (Is it 'the TPTB' or 'the PTB'? Sounds awkward the first way.) I've inflicted my anger on others who didn't want to hear it ... and I've had it inflicted on me when I don't want to hear it any more. I've found that the only solution is to smash the fence down, make a deck chair out of it, and lie back on it sipping cocktails.

Seriously though, from your description I'd guess that your husband's perspective might be something like mine has been at times ... which is that I wanted people to acknowledge what I saw, and get all Aaargh, bastards, the injustice! about it with me. Not so I could boil away forever in rage at it all, but just so I knew someone saw things the way I did, wasn't asleep to it, and I wasn't alone.

On the other side of the deck chair that once was a fence, when someone wants to tell me every new detail of what the monstrous people who run the world are doing in in it ... my reaction is "Yes, I get it, I know! Shut up about it!"

I have no solution to offer, except to share my own plan if that's any use, which is to fully master the dark side of the Force, build a Death Star, and eventually - fingers crossed - rule the galaxy. That way, if anyone doesn't see things my way I can just destroy their planet, and in this way I hope to stamp out the heteronomy. We'll see how it goes.

You're not alone. There is a magical portal in your bathroom through which you can talk to unusual people about these things, and unlike that Borden twat, some of them may even say something useful.

Thanks, Borden, you made me smile. Sometimes that whole dark side does seem tempting, and I do think I look nice in all black, but my bad moods usually don't last long enough to get that Death Star built. Do keep me posted on your progress though.

I feel better already and smell very vanilla-y. I made a huge batch and if anyone would like to try some, just PM me your address and I'll ship some out to you. I'm happy to share with my unusual friends who exist through my magical bathroom portal.

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Never argue with a fool, onlookers may not be able to tell the difference. ~ Mark Twain