(A letter about compassion) The Introduction to becoming a Human

(A letter about compassion)
The Introduction to becoming a Human

Dear fellow reader,

It’s come to my attention that the more we spout off about compassion through the various channels of communication the less it’s taken seriously as a super power. It’s shameful as race of “civilized beings” can’t see the rewards that are warranted them if more than just a few individuals would take such a stance toward life, their family, and the universe. For thousands of years and possibly even centuries beyond that the gift of compassion has served magnificently when it came to beings who endlessly suffer. But given the new approach that I’m continuously being briefed on about when it comes to “modern” perceptions of such innocent childlike actions, there has been deemed no room at all to squeeze between the ego’s and greed to allow such beauty to transpire through the collective whole.

I regretfully have to inform those who believe in such nonsensical perspectives and graciously give my saddest of apologies for their soul has been quietly shut out of their body. And with such drastic tactics we beings who have been observing such practices have decided to use a different approach. So that they too won’t, can’t, and shall never be dubbed useless again.

For argument sake let’s discuss person 1. That is what we will call this being.

Person 1 goes through their life as does all of you said HUMAN beings. But a few things distances this person from the survivalist mentality that you have all conjured into your beings labeled as INSTINCTS. Person 1 does not exhibit the egotistic notions of various hidden plans with sleight of hand agendas being quietly discussed in back rooms with dirty money being propagated to those who are deemed worthy by said peers. No person 1 just simply uses its head to look the other way without judgement, without complaints, while quietly sharing with those who are interested plans of another way.

Next you can see Person 1 going about their business doing good deeds out of the sheer feeling of driving them to do so because they feel that it’s needed more than anything else in the world. While vultures of multiple communities shout at one another while feeding off any information they can find to help only themselves move forward and with a hope that all the other’s not playing along will eventually become forgotten about. And eventually left behind. Instead of sharing these animals choose the way of self propelling their own lives without any help they stomp on anyone that gets in their way.

The last example I will recall about Person 1 is that even after said person experiences these types of drastic attention grabbing accounts of insecurity in which each of these human animals proudly exhibit, Person 1 continues with their life with smile upon their face, a warmth in their heart, and of course, of course while opening the door metaphorically as well as physically for any of these groups of hungry feeding frenzies to vent their frustrations to Person 1. While Person 1 gives them the respect, care, love, and energy to help these misguided beings come back to the beings they truly are.

These are simple examples of daily life for people who fit in the Person 1 scenario. This example isn't taken any of their other sufferings, challenges, and sadness into account. Because though one’s can strive toward compassion it takes nothing away from their born humanity. They are not regardless of what the masses may believe these beings that exist in perpetual bliss while pain and suffering circle them about. They are just not allowing their essence to be pulled fully into said pain. Rather they move steadily move through the pain without allowing any attachment to the suffering that goes along with it. It certainly does not make them less human in fact I believe it increases their ability to become fully human instead. To withstand all that’s thrown at you with a smile is what I firmly believe a human being for they understand the truth that you are nothing less than brother/sister of theirs and love for that person will be the first thing exhibited at all times.

This is only an introduction to what will be a story of Person 1’s experience when it came to becoming a full human being. Join me as we go through this beings experience on a place called Planet Earth. Share this beings triumphs and failures, challenges and sadness as he crosses the threshold of life to become what the being was always born to be.


Along with this there will be multiple reports about people doing amazing things currently from this year 2015 and on. They are shared in hope that they will inspire others along their journey's to help bring compassion back into the world regardless of the challenges and pain we each are personally experiencing.

God Bless

MirrorLiving

Divine the nine Regulating our Actions to be Heart Attuned

Divine the nine
Regulating our Actions to be Heart Attuned

Its fine they say. Just another number we forgot to notice today. A statistic fumbling into the laps of nonsense plenty. Without such dis cordination we couldn’t travel through the nation. We couldn’t get enough stock for what we sell and who would tell anyone anything, but those who are looked over.  And looked over quite well. The trick was to pick the side and then align with the highest giver of what we wanted. Once we found a big enough crowd we continued to grow the slumber. As long as they took no interest or care into what we provided and we did what we dared. We could cruise on without any hitch to bring us utterly close to the deepest and darkest or just the plain rich. It isn’t counter to bring our course in another direction from what our goal originally started moving toward whether it was moving away from pain, divinity, illusion, or their source. There isn’t a time that I can divine when such plainly simple gestures floated among the known. The holly ever after has finally been given over to the difficult depictions of where the light has always shown. But low and behold the knowing and the know-nots for they are at once and never again profoundly mis-sold. Truth be shown that if you were to follow up on the ones who’ve been forgotten you would find yourself suddenly being forgotten because of everything they had unveiled. Because once you uncover all that is true you won’t remember who you were before or why you were doing what you do. And this matters not as much as what matters all around you. Popping up here and disappearing there. There isn’t much to it all except the gracious gratuitous fall from a very high stature. What other option would such matters incline themselves to bring? While the mad artists wait so desperately to sing! There unusual hymns for the ones who don’t know and quite sadly those still don’t ask to know, the ins and the outs of how many directions we all seem to go. Isn’t it the glorious tapestry of divining which brings our hearts and souls toward pining for the very spirit that grows and sews our weaving integrity into the all-around never ending musical? While flowing and sharing it does nothing less but move us together into the rhythms where each and every one of us become the utmost of caring. Nine isn’t so lost as many numerals often are. It’s certainly not as soft as it lends us a preview of all the rest of the numbers which will soon come barreling through. It’s simply an access point of unity which silently lives inside me and in all ways you!

With that a humbleness should be afforded for all the racket and noise that I’ve escorted to the halls of understanding. For if I hadn’t then all that would remain living loudly in our brain would be the various accusatory lies which no one would want recorded. The chatters and chimes singing their lives into every minute step of once again yours and mine. Live on I say and you’ll know the day when everything round straightens into the path of middleness so dear have patience. It’ll be here yesterday if you keep looking into tomorrow so please don’t go astray. Wait now and know now that yesterday is but a thought away while tomorrow will forever be forever non. Thus we shall move on into the twilight of our new century’s rebirth with a gladness we no longer can remove. From this a church of spiritual truth will continue on behind the scenes singing with solitude. That is the imagining of the spirits true love. A reality that all of us are one and different and in return we become the one that used to exist only up above into the true shining essence of our united, dare I believe connected existence as love.

In case you haven’t understood. The numbers will bring you closer than you might have thought they should. They’ll appear when you’re not looking, in the vast arrays of frequency we call air, or under the pulsing waves with double the care. An anointing of fresh displays of true blossoms will you find sprawled from there to now. Within the crisp glow and life extensions of anyhow. Follow the expressions the numbers give to your life and you’ll not only remember their meanings, but you’ll remember how you were always supposed to live your life!

This is phase nine of a Book to be and my wildest of writings.

MirrorLiving

Chapter 8 to Infinity Birth of Rebirth

Chapter 8 to Infinity We Go

Birth of Rebirth

Is it a cause to be questioned that what certainly should be the very next step that we breathe is a rebirth after moving through the death of what we ought not to become ever again. Though residual trappings of our past behavior which can be easily triggered by memories of things we buried using a purposeful motive to keep ourselves from back sliding into the first and worst aspects of our own deeper selves, they may continue to remain as nothing less than a background screen of puzzle pieces slammed together in a variable disarray and can continue to be the distasteful distraction we know they aim to be. It’s with great disciplinary actions grounded by the soul in which each of us I know have glowing through our heart radiating spiritual projected visions of where we are to go next. Not everyone has the clear eye or eyes to depict how this very notion of being something beyond our skin and brain can be experienced. This is only because one has to believe in the truth of oneself before their true eyes can see the source of all one needs. One must believe that the images of being become something deceptive to our own mind, body, and control. This is nothing more than a tally of what other people’s actions acting with a self willed desire that is neither connective nor is it used for a simplified order. A mere reflection of distracting desires begging for our focus to begin that which has no order or need to begin. To work on something that has no spirit of life embedded into its life force in which it uses to be. For is it not factual or fancy that every creature living, every natural artifact made from mother earth, and even the light glowing from the screens looking into your body has an electric energetic pulse of vibrating frequency coursing through it? And even with such truthful, verifiable, & self evident purpose we decide to look within and outside of this energetic confluence to discover something that is nothing less than a part of the whole instead of seeing what, where, when, and how the source of it’s frequency has come into our world. The shambles of discombobulated willful actions has been thoroughly projected throughout the world and possibly through the infinite cosmos itself, but woe is the person who validates such perpetual truth. Except be it the one who knows the heart is more of a necessity then the mind of thousands or millions of neurotic bringers of things that we need not.

Alas this is a subject of birth into rebirth and for such a topic to be tackled one must look outside the daily mind review of what’s happening out there to find the true discovering habits waiting to be engaged with. If one can’t see how the old paradigm of good vs bad has been played infinitely as if a broken record left on repeat then one can’t see the peace in which each of us are designed by our very spirit to reveal to the infinite itself. If we are living in the universe of forever than one might have a need to reexamine how such a universe ties itself into the neurologic connection between one another’s shared collective psyche. This multifaceted organism pulsing energetic ideas into the connected ether could very well be used to reshape the way one another look at each other. As something more whole then isolated individuals separated by time and space which can only be connected through the deception of disconnection.

 The collective psyche is you and I. We are it. It is shared with you as it is shared with me. The façade is to prove and display that it is vastly different then what we feel it is. For if we were to study our feeling toward the collective psyche using a piercing focus we would find that underneath the textured surface of the illusion is the liquid infinite truth pulsing, resonating, and vibrating with us and as us instead of just through us. What does this mean exactly? It shows us that the call to know what is about life is something deeper and only if we give ourselves those fleeting moments to reflect on, the same ones we believe are purposeless, we would discover new entire worlds of feeling proving everything we think we know and believe, may have less to do with the truth and more to do with everything that is a distracting portrayal of what is true. This might anger you. It may confuse you. But this is where the digging begins. Especially when the majority of the populace on the face of this planet have only moments to give toward deep complex truths and philosophies that have an essence all to themselves. Please understand that to form a relationship with people and things takes little time, little action, and little contact with them compared to the vast amount of energy, effort, will power, discipline, and focus that is and will be needed when trying to scratch just the surface of truth. So having no intentions to complicate the complexity that you are searching for, regardless if you are aware of it or not, I have compiled a mile long or less of my thoughts that transfer through the atmosphere of this world. Using the same space and using the same time that each of us share while journeying with our lives. It’s this meaning that gives us a better understanding to why such lengths are certain to always be taken when it comes to discoveries that have inherited value to societal populaces who are still asking the questions that they already know the answers to. There is another path. The one that isn’t shining in front of your own two eyes nor the one that secretly betrays all the external representations of the other path. It’s in the middle. Just as the third eye is in the middle of your head. The middle path is one in which multiple carriers of truth through histories life have offered us in one way or another. Yet because the paths that gleam and blind us are more attractive to our wills greed we get lost again and again. And because the other path expresses its distaste with our hearts wisdom it works at vanquishing this type of spirit by fully using all and any section of the physical body to keep us trapped and content. But trust that the spirit is the only thing that fully gives us the feeling of freedom. Spirit alone brings peace to our soul and through this peace the spirit grows larger freeing all that needs to be freed from both paths while it continues moving onward forever as the center.
Now the birth of rebirth has come fully into being. And you now become that same everlasting being. As you move on with your life living from the center you become gifted the ability to free all that roams around you whether they believe it possible or not. From the rebirth you are now born to give life to miracles while the miracles themselves give us life along with giving those who are now being freed new life as well. This continues to occur over and over again.  Time becomes least of any individuals needs except when bringing a miracle to fruition and space turns in on itself as we become time forever within the miracle itself. Feel and know. Know and you will feel what is true. There’s no other experience except what you feel. And if you feel and perceive the experience itself the truth becomes overturned immediately by your will without having any fault fall on any individual. But to use true observation while allowing the experience to share its own story with us we become instead channels or participants of both the experience and truth. Now it’s time to seek that which we no longer remember. And to remember that which we no longer seek. There we find everything we ever needed and desired living within the love we all so desperately wanted.

This is phase eight of a Book to be and my wildest of writings.

MirrorLiving

Dream Experiment Update Hadron Collider and Me

Dream Experiment Update Hadron Collider and Me

Recently I've been sharing my experiences with Synchronicity and/or dreams. As always my dreams seem to allude me and it's getting to be a big time bummer. However my synchronicity experience rate has gone through the roof. Here are the updates so far.



OHHHHHHH Alice!

3/23/15

I watch the documentary on History channel called Proving God which is just below these letters :)

During the film they talk about the Hadron Collider. Which is quite a fascinating feat of technology and human innovation if I may say so.
I noticed from the corner of my eye the different names of some of the detectors.
Atlas and Alice were two that stood out to me. It got me thinking. HMMMMM.
Could Alice be named after Alice from Wonderland?
I couldn't find conclusive evidence to support this theory however I thought next about how Lewis Carroll had an alias. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lewis_Carroll
This alias was the one where he was an astute mathematician. One of his theories is called “A New Theory of Parallels”
https://www.math.auckland.ac.nz/~butcher/miniature/miniature5.pdf
Given the most recent announcement from CERN about the Hadron Collider I had to find this to be quite interesting and hilarious. Almost as bizarre as Wonderland thinkers!

On my FBook a person commented about a looking glass particle. I haven't looked into it yet, but I'm sure it's looking into me as we speak :) See below !

On the way to work after reading this the following events transpire.

IPOD Touch 1000 random songs chooses


Kenna-song HellBent
Tool- song Reflection
Arcade Fire- song Sprawl Mountains Beyond Mountains

The next morning my other half tells me the dream she had. It was alicish in nature. This reality merged back and forth with the wonderland world. Both worlds kept switching back and forth.

In the French Alps a plane crashed 1 kilometer away from where another plane crashed 35 years ago. Both crashes coincidentally were near the Hadron Collider.

Fun Facts
Most recent Once Upon a Time Episode mentioned wonderland
Through the Looking Glass the sequel to the Alice in Wonderland movie with Johnny Depp is currently being filmed.
Hadron Collider should be starting up to get warmed up for Summer this Friday.

Lastly after noticing all these big big synchronicities a few small ones happened to me personally in the background.
R.E.M. the band has played more times than I can count over the past week. 3 times just today (2 on my Ipod touch and 1 at work).
R.E.M. stands for Rapid Eye Movement which happens when you are in a deep sleep.
Along with this I've been having major doses of Deja-vu this past week. Which happened the last time I did this experiment lol

Thanks for reading. Let me know if any of this triggers anything in you.
God Bless! And thanks for all the fish!

Dream Experiment Reboot Update

3/21/15
Today I don't remember much of my dream as I woke up except for something having to do with construction. The rest is vague and forgotten.

Synchronicities today

I was looking through new shows coming on SYFY channel. There were a few that caught my eye. One triggered the idea to look up Bryan Fuller a creator of shows (Pushing Daisies, Hannibal to name two) that I use to follow. As I keep looking at the new shows one show canceled the development of the series. It just so happened to be a show that Bryan Fuller pitched. Interesting....

That's all for today.

Dream Experiment Reboot 3/20/15

Dream Experiment Reboot

3/20/15



Dream exp. reboot 3/20/15
Woke up from a dream about me following up on an r2d2 robot being used at a bar/party. I had to chase it to get it back. There was something in it about food and being creatively in charge.  It got me thinking immediately if Lucas and disney met or if their death and births were around similar years. Then I wondered if Jung might have gone to Disneyland and what his opinion was.  I haven't found anything yet. But the following happened after I got out of bed.

Synchronicity connection to last nights blog.
Today when I turned on vh1classic the video angel by Aerosmith was ending and the video I don't remember by Peter Gabriel played right after. It was a different version then the one I've seen. It had an old picture at the end of it which I believe had to do with the characters family in the video. An old framed family photo maybe.
Major points that stand out to me about this are the following:
1)The very first music video I ever uploaded as mirror living was I don't remember by Gabriel. It was basically during the beginning of mirror all together. Big symbolism there.
2)It feels like a response to my most recent blog post about death. Maybe my loved ones heard me, maybe it's coincidence, maybe I'm crazy, who knows?
3)As an archetype the video and the artist along with the song angel just before it could represent something highly significant when it comes to the equinox/eclipse. A message of our renewal? That we are being thoroughly guided at this time? To move through fear without fear? I like that idea the most! I found this link randomly while looking up Gabriel
Then yes song leave it played on vh1classic which is beautiful connection to my family. I didn't even know they did that song. So I'll keep it short in case that's also their message. Get to the point.

In conclusion this time in our lives once again reminds us to do it right. Our loved ones are cheering us on even though we can't see, hear, or feel them completely. Let this eclipse be a beginning of all those things you wanted to start and an end to all those things you no longer need in your life. Let the music guide you, the coincidental events remind you, and the warmth you still burn in your heart be shared with everyone you meet. Whether living or be they dead. Because love you see will always live on forever!
http://the-divine-matrix.com/2013/05/15/angel-story-message-from-archangel-gabriel/

Some video runner ups that played today as well were
What I am
Don't you forget about me
She's right on time
This monkey's gone to heaven
Change of heart

Thanks for reading! God Bless!

Bonus personal find and perfect timing no less



http://mythicthinking.org/about-priscilla/

Death Hurts (Fighting it Just Weakens the Essence)

Death Hurts

(Fighting it Just Weakens the Essence)

I’ve been fighting this topic for what could seem eons. But alas before the sun eclipses the moon or the moon eclipses the sun something desperately begged for a healing which hopefully has finally begun. I’ve lost so many people from family, friends, and stars I never knew which inspired me dear deeply and I’m sure they inspired some of you too. Nobody likes to discuss the pain and agony in which we all deeply feel, but the truth of the matter is that deeply feeling this truth is how we all can eventually heal. It’s no longer about denying those memories that get buried under pain. It’s more about remembering those treasury moments even the ones where we got drenched in the rain. Pardon my forewardness, but I refuse to go backsliding. The present situation in which we all share must also be thoroughly aligned. This eventful process can’t fully get into place if all we do is look in the opposite direction of all the pain that just becomes displaced. With nowhere to wonder and no place to go we forget the forgetting and instead we fool ourselves to believe that we know. What do we know?

We know that the loss of a loved one brings an emptiness to their spaces. We know their faces weren’t so forgetful and their craziness might not have been so crazy. We know the things that burned our buns now become the most desired bothers we took sadly for granted. We know their laugh filled rooms we didn’t know existed within our hearts. We know their spirit was a gift that was given to help us light our own spark. We know no matter how angry we were during the time they were here that we’d give anything to have them with us now especially their voice dancing through our ears. We know how much they gave us while we continue to feel we never gave enough. We know although they may be listening and watching we still search desperately for proof that they are doing well. We know that no matter how much we’d like to remember the golden moments which shined like the sun, sometimes we just don’t have the notion to follow through and get it done. Sometimes the pain beats us down till we feel we can’t breathe, but we know deep down inside that they have become the inspiration for the new life that we now lead. 

As I look at those I’ve lost I can’t help, but feel their love. That’s how hard it’s been for me to keep them close instead of just up above. Even if they are above, beyond, within, or here. I know they’re with me even if I can’t see them near. I know through their presence I receive support and guidance I never had. I know that without fully knowing they are helping me understand the most difficult things that make me deeply sad. I know most of all that their hearts sing loud and that gives me the best motivation.
To make all of them fully proud.

Please understand that you’re never alone. No matter if you believe me or not within you are always home. Sure it sounds shallowly superficial at best. But it’s the one thing that I simply can’t forget. Beyond what we know and beyond what we don’t. Their spirit lives on with us even if their body won’t. I know that I know I’m no different than all you are. And regardless of the challenges I face and have faced I’m still human by far. The lives we live lead others one way or another. I choose always to inspire even if I’m far better at doing some other something or the other. It matters not how you do what you enjoy the most. What matters is that it’s up to you to make it the best you can even if it’s just writing a post. Take care of those who need it so and believe that every minute you do is another moment that you get to spend with the people you love dearly. This may seem cheesy, redundant, or worse. But that doesn’t matter because it’s from the heart and I hope that intention does comes through clearly.  None of this I can say for sure can put you back together or keep you fully intact. But it can make grieving a little more relatable even if it’s been years before you’ve gone back to the moments, days, and years before your mind helped make it go black. Because although it’s hard to go back there to the days before their last. To the days where their lives were still blossoming and new. It can help bring us back their spirit which could be for them or maybe just for you. Whichever way you do it just do it through and through. And even though it’ll be hard which is sad to say but true. You could uncover a lost beautiful memory which could be the one and only thing you ever needed to do.

So as we move forward into the super sun that shines I for one will bring all my lost one’s memories especially the ones that shined. I will keep them glowing within my growing life and I’ll do my damndest to keep their spirts alive. I’ll remember you all always and I pray that this reaches all of you. The ones waiting for us to remember all there is for us here to do. You gave us so many gifts more than we can share. More than we can remember. Much more than our deepest despair. I’m sorry from the bottom of my now missing-you heart. Please don’t allow me to become only cliché and remind me each morning to be thankful for every day. Guide me through the darkest nights and lift me up as you do. And I’ll make a solemn promise to do just the same for everyone I meet and I’ll be sure to do the same for you too. I’m sorry I didn’t have a minute to come down to where you were. I’m sorry I didn’t have a second to call you and now those lost moments have become a blur. I’m sorry I didn’t thank you, open up, or share enough of my heart while you instead waited, gave everything, or shouted in the dark. I’m sorry you didn’t forgive me or that I didn’t forgive you. I’m sorry I didn’t grow up with you the way that we were supposed to. I’m sorry we lost touch even though you were only blocks away. I’m sorry that we allowed things to go in such a way. But now I know not to continue such ignorance and right now is where I’ll start. Giving my best to each second, each minute, to each moment using the fullest of my heart. This is what it means to spring into the month. The beginning of the blooming and the end of all that’s done. Thank you for knowing me and I’m thankful I knew you as well. Thank you for your love. A love that I will eternally tell.



This is phase seven of a Book to be and my wildest of writings.

MirrorLiving