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Maat & Kaat
Maat & Kaat team up as your guide in channeling your higher self. Topics are spiritual lube for the soul; assisting you in discovering hidden emotions, deprogramming from belief systems that no longer serve, crack open the perception code, free you from negative relationships to time, and refine the fitness that allows you to stay present.
Having your gas siphoned from your truck is the price you pay for being here… the temporary penalty for shouting truth into others RVs, and the unfortunate consequences of truth.
Yet, you never know if there’s a carny ready to walk out the front gate, never to return, or a weary traveler eager to step outside their trailer who needs a helping hand. That traveler may look like someone else, but it’s you…
…just wearing different colored overalls of course.
What came first, the Pyramids or Pleiades, the Earthling or channeling Pleiadians, the bull or the horns? Answer: Neither, regardless of whether you see or feel one first.
So what part of this fractal riddle do you not yet get?
An observation of a fractal structure reflects the ‘first’ distinction, creating time, and mistaken cause and effect.
The essence of the ‘first’ fractal comes from a desire that doesn’t occur in time and space.
In myth and lore, the bulls horns represent duality, which as a Maatador you know is the creator of all fractals. Come and learn how distinctions create time.
Dogmas are made of bones and chew toy ‘things’. They incessantly pull their leash until buried by soil, and snarl at anyone who tries to reveal the hole they’re filling.
Dogs return to the kennel of their training, and bury belief systems to be dug up again.
Life and death and love and birth were walking along, where death had something to say, “How’s it that you have to be willing to die, to live?” and life replied, “Funny how the opposite’s true as well.”
‘Life’ is a rollercoaster ride that once you boarded, it can be a fitting choice to go to the end. Otherwise, ‘leaping’ out early mostly lands you in the following car, headed for the next downhill with your eyes closed. So goes the ride of reincarnation past lives.
Twin Inferno is the state of life and death truth that feels into a new definition of living, for the meaning of life and death as a pair is misleading. In most conversations about spirit suicide, the two are equated as a yin-yang duality. But ultimately, what we’re really speaking about isn’t that at all. ‘Life’ doesn’t mutually arise with ‘death’. This is a false soul choice.
How do you break attention from the hard-packed soil our boots walk upon? If we decide to strut in front of a stampeding cattle, we’re not surprised at those who guffaw at our ‘stupidity’.
They sit around the campfire, sunburn lips and smirking wrinkles, relating how we were squished like prairie ragdolls. From horseback, the twisted trampling bring the shaking of heads. But we know… one boot firmly attached brings you back to ride, two loose empty ones and you’re free as grassland wind.
Are you a dream of another, creating souls as you dream?
In our RV asleep and dreaming, our souls create worlds and son days that ‘exist’ for as long as we slumber. Those characters and lives have self-awareness for the period that we’re gods… gods that live in shiny aluminum trailers.
We lookup at our ‘creator’, and some want to be just like it. Snuggling soundly in the finest of roadway domiciles, these are ‘dreams’ creating eddies that dream as well. They dreams in all directions, Airstreams within Airstreams. They indeed are… at least until we wake up.
Our small-selves are sigils within sigils within sigils, fractal-like dreams floating in time, at the behest of their creator which is stuck in time as well.
Just when does our creator wake up, and ‘we’ cease to dream?
And what happens when our creator careens off the side of the road?
Embrace your Airstream Soul...
The more sovereign your vantage, the clearer the two are aspects of the same 'thing', 'event', and 'perception'. No matter how much whining & whimpering you do, the appearance of 'the law of cause & effect' is due to your conscious proximity to the fractal.
Learn the true nature of perceptive fractals from dogs such as these!
Scratch your way into X'Tzu's Zoo, and scamper above the painting of the Absolute.
2 be-ing or not 2 bean… is that really the question?
Knock one back and examine the double shot of thought and ego in 'The Bar'.
To be or not to be is a question only asked by crosseyed folks. To be-ing or not to be-ing is the drunk narrative mirroring the intoxicated choices of existence and non-existence.
A be-ing always has ego, and ego can never totally be removed by any process that uses thought. Why? Because thought is a double shot, poured by the distinctions reflected by ego, and usually enhanced with each additional cocktail.
The words and concepts spelled ‘infinite’ and ‘finite’ are distractions and spells, created by Wills for cheap self-entertainment.
When cinema flicks produced by Wills are forgotten to be as passing as a weed filled drive-in theatre, then the cheap twins of infinity and finity are seen as the basis to judge all else by… which is like thinking theatre popcorn is steak, soda is wine, and low budget movies are a grand play.
Ignore your compulsion and drive into the ‘Theatre’.
All things in every ocean, including walled-off smashing waves and perfectly formed tube breaks are windows that observers can peer through.
Although it’s the observation from the vantage of time that creates every rumbling whitewash, it’s also the white caps, whirlpools, and tsunamis which allow the observer to perceive. For perception only occurs where there are distinctive oceanic events.
When you are completely present, gratitude no longer exists. Yet, giving thanks helps you get present.
A wave doesn't thank the ocean.
A flower doesn't thank the stem.
The earth doesn't thank the sun.
But appreciating them all gets you in the 'now'.
Can you consider occasions where there’s a unreasonable expectation of gratitude?
What would happen if you walked outside the 'carnival' to view what your dog sees?
Holding ground before a stampeding herd of cattle is sure to get your miserableness trampled.
These bovine beasts have one goal, survival of their body.
They’ll never open their ears until they’ve fallen off the cliff. They’re mechanical. You can hear their gears as they charge past, hearing them claim their circuits are too simple for such things.
Eager to disassemble consideration, they’re unwilling to add more cogs than prior decisions allow. They remain automated, as it’s easier to be spiritually defective while cattle calling truth and reveling in ignorance.
Separate birth and death to show your soul’s temporal nature.
Early one morning, I stepped outside my trailer, convincing those parked nearby to go on a road trip, or at least… that was the word in the RV Park. At the time, I gave my word and the word was with me.
Quite pleased with myself, I then drove my Airstream Eastward, while light filled the eyes of the drivers in line. Rays streamed around the shell of my Airstream from the sun ahead, and the sound of my words being broadcast on the CB radio vibrated with an energy that glowed in every color in the Tequila Sunrise. The radiance from the horizon was the light of the world I created, so that all who caravan’d behind me believed their R.V’s were solid.
‘Surely, only where light was found could there be promise, hope, and new experiences’ we thought.
But as I drove, the vibration of the road filled my body. Soon, a vision of clarity sideswiped…
‘All we ever saw were silhouettes.’
Understand?
Truly, your trailer needs a rig to pull it, like birth needs death. Disconnect the two and your temporal soul becomes clear.
Drive into Airstream Tao
Engagement with illusion creates soul births.
Did your parents engagement with the illusion create their children?
Did their focus on duality, along with passion to make duality seem like singularity create the rift where another ‘soul’ was born? And is this ‘soul’ another aspect of the falsely universal expression, who thinking themselves separate, perpetuates the dream, the solid ghost, the specter of matter and its reciprocating partner called energy.
You share the soul, to varying degrees, of that which you’ve manifested. In essence, although all is connected, some is connected more.
The soul you share is more or less bondage or freedom.
The soul you perpetuate has no guilt, for it’s ‘you’ not remembering what you did, wearing different cloths, and expressing a different personality.
Something a crow squawked at me…
Every will that flies after complexity, technology, or anything roosting in duality becomes increasingly arrogant that it’s found ‘god’. When it’s certain it’s on the right branch, it takes eons to come back… if ever.
In this tree, they only find a dualistic god, and that’s where many of the two legged ones have built their tree house. A clothed one with no interest in the root essence of how they perceive is an arrogant creature, ignore-ant of the germination of all information, thought and belief.
In pursuit of becoming non-sentient, they fall onto the ground and are absorbed into the nothingness they came from.
Whatever their choice, the animals continue to play.
I drink mescal ‘till the gusano hits my lips, then in drunkenness holler about coincidences. The next day, head pounding, it’s damn clear events from worms burrowing to wormholes have Will’s grin.
Would you like to learn how to navigate the giant racketeering mousetrap game?
The system is a giant racketeering mousetrap game. But… it is what it is. It will always be, and its better to know what you’re dealing with. And whatever the educators, companies, academics, politicians, clergy, flock, and scientists say… they too are in on it, vested in it, or willfully ignore-ant of it. They ride the proceeds of the great contraption. Point it out and you’re the bad guy.
When salary, ego, and social acceptance is at stake, it behooves one to not understand - ever.
So where do we go from here?
After all, this is a playground, and there are those that cheat at hopscotch.
With all this, still… real emancipation realizes the game, gets the relative perspective wired, becomes actualized, chooses their thoughts and emotions, masters the ego, then makes a foray into the world with a smile.
Unlearn and master system tao.
When you realize you're watching a movie, look around...
You're not the only one in the theatre.
Meet the 'producers' and the 'audience' at the video.
Once you’ve come to terms with 'no future or past'... and there's only a 'here & now', then the present can be viewed as a fractal projector. 'Now', in the present is where all creation originates.
Grab a popcorn and saunter into the 'Theatre’ to contemplate what you've been producing, how you perceive, and where your true spirit resides.
Oceans come and go, just like souls…
The ‘law’ of attraction is more like a current, as fleeting as the rapids of now dry river beds.
As the soul swims in the waterpark of duality, it chooses to go with or against the current of other Wills water flow. It’s choice is eventually washed away in the time itself creates.
Rivers, currents, and laws are just like oceans and souls - they come and go at whim.
Spirit is where attraction ceases, and the ocean canvas evaporates. Only attentions’ focus creates the seas of sub-realities amusement attractions.
Time depends on your attention. When you realize you have choice on what you focus upon, time responds.
Explore the mysteries of time in the Carnival, and venture into the concession stand souls that create and perceive their creation.
Learn more about your perception, and how the will creates 'things' at TwinInferno.
The podcast & video impatiently wait in time for you.
‘Nothing’ is an accident. Oh, excuse me… I meant to say that no-thing is an accident. Of course it’s not. Just underneath your Stetson (meaning your brain), a ‘thing’ is created by thought. That’s as accidental as putting another chew between your cheek and gum.
Got to love those simple realizations.
Knowing that every-thing occurs due to Will is useful. If you want to master the lasso, the ego, riding a bull, or being in the present… this happens to be one of the keys!
Expand your mindfulness and dig into what you previously labeled as an accident... no-thing is random.
Every thought creates its own sun. We like to see the sun as art. We worship our small-selves every time the sun rises and sets. When distinction burns the sun into existence, a thought and the word is created. It vibrates in the motion of time, which we our small selves created, in a place where vibrations’ energy is perceived as ‘light’.
The essential nature cares not about the illusion
Has no interest in twisting the subjective into a more pleasant experience.
The real self, which is the essential nature is
Non-vibrational, has nothing to do with the
Materium, is insulted by the request to
Adhere to the rules of what has been, is, and can be ‘created’
The essential nature has separated the light, made math,
logic, science, symbols, angles, temporal duality of matter and energy,
language, distinctions, religion, time and space.
A trap and a springboard
The fallen angel may be you. It doesn’t have to be that way.
Choice to embrace The Word, Nazeur, Essential Nature, Singularity…
catapults relative eyes to the Absolute Twin Inferno State.
Excerpted from: 11:11 El Luchador Gauntlet
Crows fly above.
The two legged ones are confused... and deeply annoyed!
Clothed creatures believe these feathered ‘animals’ have it rough. “Surely,” they say, “They must always be on guard to make sure vicious hawks and bad tempered owls don’t attack”. Still, when the two legged ones hear the creaking caws, they find themselves pacing. For just underneath their baseball caps, they know the cackles are aimed at them.
You see, crows cackle when they see wheeled, shiny metal thing-a-ma-jings that wouldn’t stop if a two legged one walked out in front of it.
As crows land on nearby telephone poles you should hear them laugh…
“Time for target practice,” they burble and snicker.
Are you one of the billion and billions of birds picking at stones?
When you land on the beach this time, it's your choice whether reincarnation is washed away by the tide.
Swoop into Stork Tao at X'Tzu's Zoo to uncover the final rock.
Here in the farm, dimensions are imagined into existence, hatched from the initial 9 angle sets of creation. Above that, chickens become both super-creator 10D versions that multiply intent, and super-reproductive El Even breeds that ensure duality stays intact within the coop.
As a bee, do you feel compelled to change a world that doesn't want your influence?
Zip into X'Tzu's Zoo to discover if choice is your burden.
Swim into the truth of why babies cry upon 'birth'. Dive deep beneath attachment, shake thought from your fins, and swim into the blue sea to wash away underwater ego sounds.
Leave the swarm, and fly into X'Tzu's Zoo.
Many six legged friends await your arrival.
Winged perceptions only teem where there are things, and things are the swarm partners of thought.
Crows feathers are fluffed by the future, because they know whatever flies into the next here and now comes from the nest of intent.
Flying upward from the clouds, you exercise choice. Feel your heart beating under those feathers and soar into the blue.
Understand how creation operates, come to terms with the creative power of destruction, and feel into the real difference between suffering and pain.
In this short dolphin parable, there are several points being presented; the nature of time, the essence of creation, objectivity in creation and destruction, and that of obtaining clarity between pain and suffering.
How could it be that perfection is as plausible as the wind being still?
Why is it that ‘perfect’ storks have only been seen in still photos and artist renderings?
Navigate the ego, gliding into the study of animal perfection, and perceived imperfection.
In this parable, The spiders eyes represent our awareness of the myriad places where other wills have requested attention.
The spiders legs represent our interaction with all the things that construct experience.
A ‘funnel of life’ denotes the confined set of experiences. The ‘sticky false choice’ is the conclusion most often come up with from a limited point of view.
The spider knows it’s not stuck on the metaphorical stickiness of its own web because it’s aware that it can choose where it places attention.
‘Yarn a spinnin’ is a statement that indicates the spider is aware that it’s navigating a story, one told by many wills, and observed by its own.
‘I’m here for now’ is a statement that illustrates its realization that it chose to come here for the experience, and that for every series and processions of things and events there’s a beginning and end. It knows this not through memory, but gnosis as it shakes it’s body and web in a full body awareness.
8 leg it over to X'Tzu's Zoo to discover the unbelievable thing you have in common with spiders!
Although furry beasts may roll around in mud, scratching to get creatures from clinging; they leave anger, frustration, fear, and the desire to eliminate all parasites from the face of the earth for humans to fret over.
The ants were bedazzled as I created morsels of churro at will.
Soon I learned how important it is to sidestep arrogance while you’re being the creator.
Repeat!
“I am moving into my mastery, a true creator, and not just of tasty deep fried breads. Neither the ant nor the arrog-ant Great Churro Creator, nor the Master of Yummy Baked Goods may have my power.”
The time from birth to wing-wither is constructed in the angles of the sun.
Flutter to X'Tzu's Zoo at TwinInferno.org to hear butterflies & gardeners in the dance of life and death.
All perception is built of angles.
Perhaps you’ve been finding difficult finding your ‘purpose’.
Well, some of us are meant to be distributors, not creators… for all creation occurs in duality. And all purpose exists in a time matrix that infers cause and effect, which is just our own convenient distinctions we make in the pursuit of worth that could be ours if we just step outside of time.
Now when you're in the present, meaning truly basking in the here & now, you'll find that there is no need for purpose.
Still, if you want purpose, then feel free to create your own. Remember, most 'purpose' comes from other wills, masquerading as gods and demi-gods.
Only clocks need purpose. What brand are you?
The more complex your knowledge, the further your destination becomes.
But listen! The Zonkey's got more to say, ‘Being a simple Zonkey is better than being a complex ‘Human’.
Do this striped Donkey think we’re lower!
Now even after such badmouthing, are you willing to meet the 'animals' of X'Tzu's Zoo?
Dive into amnesia and time.
In the present, you don’t need to remember things from another life because they’re relatively unimportant.
Understand how duality's reach is limited at X'Tzu's Texas Taoism.
Swing into X'Tzu's Zoo for grunts by your favorite chimp.
Bet you still believe there are distinctions you think that are real... ones beyond your consent ; )
You co-created this 3D ticket, so it's you that must experience the sensations of created time until it dissipates.
Enjoy your travels... to perceive is to admit attachment - and there's nothing wrong or right about it.
A simple repair on my Airstream, still I found myself whining ‘Why me?’
It's true, 'why', 'when', and 'how' are buddies that suggest some'thing' without your conscious permission.
Perhaps it's a good time to take your power back from words that imply ‘time’?
Does a hand thank the arm? Is a foot grateful for the leg? Nope. The hand and leg knows it’s one.
At X'Tzu's Zoo, asking the question of whether one ‘believes in god’, well it reveals your disconnect to the god inside… that which IS you.
You’ve always wondered how there’s been such a great misunderstanding that ‘now’ is more special than other ‘nows’. ‘Earth changes’ are not unusual. ‘Rare’ events are constant.
Truth is, those damn carnies are trying to dazzle you with Armageddon BS.
Here friends, listen to my description of this carnival hawker’s tool. It’s ridiculous name… ‘Armageddon’. I can see you sweating! Sooo damn scary!
Now, dreaming of all the ways ‘Armageddon’ might unfold is senseless when you look at your real nature from outside the fairgrounds.
Repeat! “Any belief that I must solve a single problem of the world is now released to the wind."
Remember the Waffle House’s bathroom in El Paso, when you fumbled for the switch, where light appeared to be at war with darkness? After you finally found your way out, we sat there watching the West and East Texans, refusing to sit at co-joining tables, looking at each other’s breakfast and refusing to order the same. When it all boiled down and the coffee was brewed, many were at war with themselves.
We looked down, to see imaginary boots mired in the overflowing restroom waters of existence and non-existence, is and is not. The boot wearing customers were unaware the absolute needs neither. Yeah, between the time the hungry clients were shoveling six sausage, four bacon, five ego-egg and hashbrown breakfasts down their gullet, their eyes locked with the breakfast beers rising fizz. Ignoring the space between each bubble, it was just easier to obsess about patty vs. hamburger, driver vs. Airstream, God in sky vs. God in reflection.
Certain breakfast choices are the only ones that appear to the small-selves relative eyes.
Excerpt from The Luchador Gauntlet
Eve made things ‘even’.
This is a lingual truth revealed in the language you think, feel, and speak.
Understand how this spell, metaphor, and narrative effects your perception.
“Here’s what the moths seem not to understand… all things in time, created by the subjective ‘magic’ of sound and light eventually fade."
Flutter into X'Tzu's Zoo. There you'll remember dreams that attempted to lay ego eggs on the nearest leaf... so you might ‘live forever’.
Did I just hear you utter, “What if the God of the earth and all it’s rides is who created all things fun and unpleasant?”
Are you courageous enough to find out, no matter what the answer is?
Embrace choice and make your decision
Examine awareness in all the varied 'embodied' forms.
There are different forms of awareness, depending on the RV you're driving.
Perception is a trickster of wonderful proportions. Join us in our Airstream for a new reality.
When driving an old beater truck, forgiveness is something you give – to yourself.
So, what dead weight are you going to toss from the bed of your truck?
And today, what are you going to give yourself before you drive into the sunset?
You can deprogram so you may better navigate dualistic distractions.
Embrace your choice and question where you might feel 'entitled'.
Repeat...
"I appreciate my dog more when I realize it’s bred for my convenience.
I am the master of my ego… and my dog.
My pitbull of an ego has been whispered to… creating many more possibilities.
I have named my ego, like I do a dog."
Tell us the name of your ego.
Did you consent to your 'purpose'?
Crawl from the holding tank and head for the open seas.
X'Tzu's Zoo awaits your spiny self. Shed your exoskeletal beliefs.
Would you like to hear the riddle of how Adam became an electrically charged Atom?
In this riddle-like vignette... an Atom, Adam, and Atum are all your hosts for a lingual story revealing the suggestions of creation.
An esoteric foray into the scientific and religious stories of creation.
Crows understand that Nasty Egrets and Naughty Herons have two makers.
They know that the 'absolute' cannot be defined by a beginning or end, for it resides outside the temporal imaginations of time. The egrets and herons chase each other within the skies of an infinite, relative eternity.
Discover who conjures who in the Tao of X'Tzu's Zoo.
The word ‘sacred’ sure sounds cool.
Unfortunately for those used to lavishing such praise, sacred and special are words that enforce duality.
‘Sacred’ and ‘special’ aren’t found in the present.
You brave enough to face the truth about the ego of ‘sacred’ and ‘special’?
Come into the carnival and discover how the language we use and think with prevents us from becoming completely aware.
Here on the ferris wheel we can take a good look at the system of control that's implemented through language.
In the study of actualized wills, we ask, 'Have you earned the right to place sprinkles and inject jelly into your own donut creation canvas?'
The more dimensions you’re attached to, the further you are from your essential nature.
Indeed, there's deception in dimensions.
So, are you designed to paint over the creation of others? Its OK to paint over others creations.
Hope your hungry... The Double D Donut Shop is open, and has many Dimensions.
Deep in the Congo, that which is called ‘god’ is false god. The ‘god’ that can be captured by words snickers as you miss the contradiction eating bananas right in front of your eyes.
In X'Tzu's Zoo, monkeys and chimps have a lot to say.
So, what’s the acceptable level of religious self-deception you’re willing to embrace?
Spelunking through the cave of adventure, we behold the deepest deceptive stalactite grown ourselves... that all the demons and gods guarding the exit are us as well.
A journey into transitory self-deception and soul emancipation.
You’re worthy of sovereignty.
How have you given consent for joy to be buried?
Behold, the unintuitive way to walk out of the illusory-like world of carnival.
Walk into the Tao of Now.
You can never leave the RV until you realize you've allowed thought to be your circus master.
You may not remember when you were free, but you don’t need memories. If you’ve been there, then in a timeless way you can always go there, and are always there. When time evaporates, there can be no fear. Future and fear drink lots of whiskey with each other.
Trust me... not many valid judgments can be made from the temporal perspective of peering out a dirty windshield.
Snails have belief systems that have to die for mindfulness to work.
When will you start sliding around just for sliding sakes?
Discover your resistance to selflessness.
Follow the snail trail to X'Tzu's Zoo.
Snails await!
Now repeat...
"Any belief that I must 'make a difference' is fading into the sun, drinking a margarita, and sent to the beach chair in a loving, mellow way. I now apply SPF 30, and put on my sunglasses. It is done. All I hear is waves breaking 100 yards out.”
Johnny sat down on the sand to relax, sovereign, and uninterested in the sparkling salvation shimmering at the horizon.
Last stop in the reincarnation station – All Aboard! Tickets please…
Our life’s stories are chiseled with our own hands, ‘before’ we were born. Whew! Time means nothing ‘before’ then. This doesn’t pull the soiled sheets out from under the existence of Will. But you thinking so, if you are, is the reason you’ve believed fate was a headlock you could never get out of. Fate, well… it’s nothing more than freewill in the now, awareness bent through thick geezer glasses.
Can you come to terms with the notion that the larger purpose isn’t ‘larger’, and any purpose outside the present means no'thing'?
Now is the time to hitch a ride with the wheeled, shining metallic whisperings of Airstream Souls.
The path clears as you drive.
Would you like a 'map of possibility' that turns visible once you pick it up?
Visit X'Tzu's Zoo to find out other animals think.
For the clouds and water beneath, love is only necessary from a dualistic eyes. When you’re in unity there’s no need for the word love, as you are love.
The constant suggestion of ‘end’ tells the subconscious that beginning & end, life & death, off & on, and existence & non-existence are to be feared.
The apocalypse... what a farce!
The further you step back from time, the clearer it is some consciousness has been there, producing new exciting movies.
Listen to the parable of Jimmy Jack... the carnie who kept harping that he was ‘eternal’... and all because he wanted to ‘live’ forever!
All ‘future’ events are manifestations of Will. That’s because there’s no such thing as the future when looking through the Absolute. Time appears when you’re moving your head over a fractal picture.
Intention and attention aren’t laws, but suggestions.
How it that I used all my intention up to get a shinier Airstream?
Even as a rider of bulls, you are still not your experience. You attached to 'life'. Examine through parable the experience and attachment to what most call 'life'.
We’re a wind that blows through the trees, sure the sound it makes proves it’s solid. Yeah, we’re breeze-beings identifying ourselves by any gust that’s conveniently dualistic.
Come to think of it… any breeze that defines anything is a temporary be-ing that come and goes, confined by the mirrors of its own whining and whistling reflection.
Blow in to examine your perception of life, existence, and non-existence.
Crow binds with Phoenix to ignite the seething radiance of twin inferno. Without attempt, this raging state of completion attracts its twin flame.
When the crow and phoenix become one, light and heat can be felt for miles.
The word ‘illusion’ implies that what’s being modified isn’t an illusion. The term ‘optical illusion’ suggests that the basis for ocular perception is being manipulated. However, it’s more like a film being contorted by a warped lens. Behold… a myriad of semi-deceptive relatives, stacked upon themselves.
Determine for yourself at X'Tzu's Texas Taoism VLOG
Ask yourself if a contradiction in thought says something about the subject, or the mind that’s encountered it.
“Any belief that ‘I'm my thought’ is now uncreated, ran over by a train, thrown off the caboose, and shipped off to some unknown railyard. I smirk and declare my sovereignty from thought. It is done.”
How is it that flat tires, blown head gaskets, overheating radiators, and ill-defined toxic masculinity are of service to you?
Who says a flat tire isn’t of service to you?
Take your power back from those who would prefer you forget your gift. Take your power back from spiritual sissies, and clever institutional social engineering schemes.
Climb up into any RV, and play the role you wish. Embrace choice and consequences, the drive like the wind! You’re in the drivers seat.
Cultural appropriation is alive and well in the transformational industry.
Dance floor geezers need to chill, and step away from their attachment to the matshavernacularasha spillin’ from their lips.
Identified suffering is only pain.
Attachment does not have to be negative.
Pain and pleasure is the nature of our experience… embrace it.
Remember, attention and focus of thought creates desire, and desire forms attachment. Attachment is great if you know where it came from – it brings all the flavors of food, love, laughter, and rodeo riding pain you might desire.
That which you bind, can also be set free. You want to master that ability – grab the reigns, but not too hard.
Thought makes light, and light suggests thought. Whose thought-form is the sun… yours?
‘Going towards the light’ may not be the direction you want to head in.
So, when you see that light, where you going friend?
One is the choice of the illuminated, the other… that of the radiant.
Listen! You can hear souls snarling.
Leap up to the vantage of higher-self, and wag your tail in the lower-self junkyard.
Tilt your head, indeed, a soul can remove itself by slipping under the fence of its higher-self. Still, at this crossroads, it already has reconciled that it’s in a scrapyard, one it chose, and one that’s of service to itself… regardless of what other compartmentalized soul snarlers feel.
Free your spirit, unleash the ego, and listen to the kennel of unnecessary suffering and pain.
X'Tzu's Zoo awaits
Light delivers words that lead back to itself, reinforcing it’s very perception.
You can learn how to immerse yourself in the present and take your joy back.
‘Twin In-fer-no’ / where the soul and the spirit are resonating with each other in awareness and actualization. The state of being where the flame of present brings life to the soul and its ability to peacefully engage in multiple dimensional constructs.
Remember in Las Vegas, when you thought all the blinking lights n’ slot machine jinglings were real?
Any notion that pitches the belief our body, soul and energy is anything more than our ‘small self’ is now crushed, plasma torched, melted down, hack shopped, and flatbed delivered to the scrap metal yard in a peaceful, warm hearted way.
Join me just outside of Las Vegas, where we’ll stumble outside to see our shining images reflected off our Airstreams exterior. We'll imagine egos coming and going, just like well used RV’s.
See you soon...
How to be present.
“I’m on a journey of the soul, one of my own choosing… no matter how uncomfortable the RV I’m driving. I’m on a journey of the soul, no mind how twisted the drivers seat has become. I’m the creator of maps and territories. I’m sovereign - free of attachments to memory, regardless of whether they’re from this lifetimes travels or another.”
Increase your mindfulness on this Airstream soul journey.
In movie town dive bars the key to the future is revealed.
Only the present exists, no matter how you banter, get in a tizzy, and look at your reflection in shiny mule mugs.
Drink to the ever-present!
There is a false duality of life and death. The very consideration plays with terms that pretend to be mutually arising, but are not.
Joy is an ever-present state, one that can only be temporarily covered, and only by those 'things' that are hosted in 'time'. The essence of believing 'life and death' are real beyond the relative, is one of the 'things' that occludes its expression, and removes one from the present.
Could it be that there’s an enhanced way of looking at astrology that makes it more useful because it connects you to the present?
Understanding the True Essence of how and why 'Mercury in Retrograde', or any fractal 'position' is a key to making your next transition.
At which equinox do we stop being the dream, going along with the dream, to dream ourselves?
Come to realization of the fractal connection between astronomy and astrology. Cause and effect is not what it appears.
Traverse the dunes edge of shifting sand and technological saviors.
Find out if technology can become your master.
The video is beeping, beckoning impatiently.
Well, what are you waiting for?
Perhaps you'll discover that technology is a symptom of failure and the quicksand that frustrates our own temporal realm, and is usually accompanied by sandstorms of ego-reinforcing cackles.
Is it that we perceive like ‘humans’, that we appear like ‘humans’?
Breech into X'T'zu's Zoo, where the less belief systems you have, the more aware you become.
Oh, and the more aware, the less ‘human’!
It's true... think ourselves ‘human’ is to forfeit our potential.
Are you curious if other ‘non-human’ entities think they’re human, seeing you as what you think they are?
Shapeshifting isn’t seen the way you likely think it is.
The transmutation of what appears to be ‘human’ into something else (no matter what any religion or text may tell you), appears to other ‘humans’ as if nothing has happened at all. You can still feel the temptations of thought, feeling, and sensations, but are in your knowing that they’re clouds to be watched, engaged, or looked away from.
Adjust your perception.
Refuse the refuse of perceptive manipulation, and find out why you’ve been trying so hard… with little return.
Walk into the carnival to discover a little known barrier to your perceptive emancipation.
The perceptive can never comprehend, for its action is the enabler.
Still, singularity is complete and needs not perception. This is known as the Essential Nature, the Word, Singularity, and the Oneness of Nazeur… all found in Twin Inferno state. This is where carnival dances and playground games are common and enjoyable.
Do you think it’s time to place one of your feet outside the carnival?
You sit in your seat, as if you existed before your body did. As if you and your trailer are going to the place you came from after you die.
And if you think afterlife is really ‘after’… then you’re going to have many more tears before you return to your mastery.
Get to know life and death as they really are as you navigate your attachment.
True choice means you can create your own purpose, or not. Come on in to 'The Bar', and repeat after me...
“Whether I wear Aviators, Thick Rimmed, Cat-eye, or Clubmaster browlines, I’m the creator of purpose. Purpose does not have to come solely from a ‘higher external source’. My smaller ego-self and my larger ever-present self design reasons for experiencing greater value within our temporal playground. My heart is quiet now, knowing that life needs no purpose.”
I'll meet you at the far corner of the bar.
No alleged printed ‘word of God’ has more value than the one who contemplates them. Words ‘leading to god’ discover a different ‘god’ than you knew ‘prior to birth’.
So who have you given your power away to?
We know that words drop breadcrumbs that lead to a false god, that's why we ask, 'which words have you eaten, and which ones have you followed?'
Yes, The language and symbols provided to you are suggestions from other Wills.
Your higher self would like you to unlearn, so that you might increase your awareness.
A new perception demands a change in belief systems.
Some know the relative ‘truth’ through mind, but mistake it for heart. Relative truths are tentative facts or events masquerading as ‘truth’.
Mostly... these 'truths' are no ones business; like governments secret activities, medical records, religion, philosophy, activities, dreams, shortcomings, mistakes… none of these are really ‘truths’, they’re on a 'need to know'. These are thing-truths created by our own imagination, and seen out of context from the whole. For us to lay them out, encouraging false judgments where unneeded is a disservice.
There are relative truths which I don’t care about much anymore, and great absolute truths I do.
Find out which truths are which, and decide whether you want to switch them around.
Being 'in your truth' is bigger than just 'telling the truth'.
You may dislike the smell of popcorn, but do you know you have the choice to leave the theatre?
Watching a movie, and knowing it’s a movie is one thing. But if the script is convincing the audience it’s more real than its viewers, and the crowd no longer knows it has a choice to leave, there lies an issue… one of necessity, and opportunity.
Sneak into the matinee of 'The Theatre' to see how close your perception is.
Are you willing to accept the truth about who and what you are no matter what it is?
Here, all waves have shape, and all shapes have time. You know, mountains and rocks are waves, and so are skies, as well as the people you love… and hate.
When a mind is quiet, I mean really quiet, when there’s no waves crashing, it begins to hear.
Butterflies proud of their metamorphosis like to call their experience ‘death’. Hummingbirds know they’re full of cocoon and have some more pupating to do.
You’re now a ruby throated flutter that doesn’t have to die and come back to life to have a transformational ‘near death experience’. If you’re sipping nectar from these words, you were ‘dead’ before you were ‘born’. When you unlearn all, you’re hovering by the humzinger feeder where life and death aren’t invited to drink.
Join the debate with butterflies and hummingbirds about birth and death. Hover for awhile and compare their perceptive relationships to 'near-death experiences'.
Light is only 'seen' from the vantage of duality.
Light inform-ation goes inside of you and forms, hence you are a 'light being'.
Just asking… but don’t you think you should know?
Your small-self's a vibrational being, so what’s your frequency?
Break the spell, the one cleverly provided to you. Dissolve the telomeres of perception, and complete your unwind to deprogram at https://www.twininferno.org/texas-taoism
Interested in breaking a perceptive spell? Un-twist yourself to change the channel. Massage your DNA into any shape you like.
‘DNA’ is yet another spell, one that seeks to appear as a ‘thing’...providing clue to its dualistic spirals, fractal insinuations, symbology & inference as the ‘building’ block of a reality allegedly greater than its observer.
Do you want to uncover the angles of persuasion which resonate at the deepest small-self level, and macro-vibing a persistent spell every time you open your wallet?
Come experience the carnival calliope of your soul.
Friend, the ‘world of undivided light’ was made distinctive by thought, also known as word or sound.
Consider how we can be as relative for as long as we like. As long as we desire desire… this ‘we’ we talk about will always remain. This is why when we ask, ‘How do we get out of here?’, we shouldn’t be inclined to believe that it’s others efforts that keep us glued to this reality.
Would you like pain and pleasure to dance without suffering?
Are you in a place where choice is obvious, and presence parties in the ever-present?
Our personality, memories and experiences are created things… sure to wash away in the next big wave.
And you know what I have to say about that?
“Another round bartender!”
Join us for a celebratory drink, and a cheers to this experience.
When nitro charged engines rumble, is the light really telling you when and where to go?
What’s your choice? Hang out in the pitstop for awhile, come back not knowing you’re the driver, or return with the mastery of racing gloves and a racers grin?
The soul 'goes to the light' because the soul is light... that of another will. And so another 'spiritual experience' is born.
In duality’s saloon, if you’re going to fight for anything, make sure it’s outside the good v. evil paradigm.
Belly up to 'The Bar' and have a few...
You sit at the center of the bar, where duality’s embraced, not escaped. Once you cheers to it, you find it never existed.
Unfortunately for playground keepers in love with their job and attached to creation, the very nature of sand, water, and play-structures always rust away.
Come and investigate the land of convenient distinctions... ones we rarely question. Take a look at your attachment to creation, step outside and contemplate the notion of collapsing duality.
The powers of dualistic control cannot see or understand the quest to oneness and the absolute. It is of no threat. It is only those with ego, who wish to control this dualism that must play, fight, and tangle.
Embrace the choice you have, understand the confines of freewill while your navigate the control system.
Discover the final answer to why the universe is silent.
When you understand what you are and how ‘you’ have created, then you know the movie can have whatever subplot or ending you desire. Indeed, a great playground to be in, as long as you’re aware that’s where you chose to be.
You create your realities, your plot and drama.
You are the producer, in concert with the desire of other Wills.
Meet the ripples and waves who consider themselves spiritual.
The key to the Great Wave Splash ‘Fun under the Sun’ Theme Park is found in the word ‘soul’.
The truth’s available when we strip out of our swimsuits.
Phaithe is the term you now use, as the other ‘faith’ has left you without a way of expressing reality. Fortunately, more and more clams understand that belief and faith are no longer two sides of the same shell.
Come to X'Tzu's Zoo and discover you're larger than the belief of programmed spiral shell fractals. You know may swim in a phaithe more vast than the sea.
All things including our personality, memories, and experiences are temporary created things
Desire only co-exists with 'things'.
Are you a soul that believes it chose to be here? Think again.
The first world of undivided light was made distinctive by the act called thought, word, and sound. Sound is a vibration, and vibration is energy, energy 'glows', and is seen as 'light'. The subjective colors of red, green, and blue come together and form the first angular shape… the hexagon. From this, all 'things' are 'created'. Desire only co-exists with 'things', a sensation that solely floats in the sea of the relative.
It's true... the more you stare, the deeper your trance becomes. Attention is a tool to be used in alignment with your desire, not someone else’s.
Get the heck off the tilt-o-whirl and top spin ride while you have any sense left.
Do you want to understand ‘creation’ for what it is?
Where are you unaware you've given consent?
There's no such thing as future or hope when you’ve stepped outside your Airstream.
The future is a thing, a created convenience of an imagination gone wild. It’s a tool for entertainment, or one for deluding those who watch movies that souls create and accept. In future lies hope. It parades around as the playground of possibility as the heroin of cattle.
Tell me, how much will you care about legacy when you’ve left this worlds buffet?
Get the heck out of the cafeteria and embrace farm-to-table ‘legacy’, the kind that nobody knows about, the variety of purpose that doesn’t put high fructose corn syrup on your ego.
The legacy seen most often in philanthropy is a trick the small-self uses to think it can live forever. Nobody remembers anybody after 10, 100, 1000 years, and it doesn’t matter. The joy of creating a ‘legacy’ doesn’t have to be ego pollution. We make an intent, and redirect ours to be much greater than it ever has been.
You cease to feel lonely when you align with higher-self.
Want to keep a more consistent connection?
Come into contact with oneness, stepping away from perceptions filters.
Is your beak probing the rocky shoreline for an existence that can never satisfy?
When a ‘Great Stork’ realizes the ‘fall’ is a process she’s unwittingly attempting to complete, so as to ‘live forever’ (whether in physical or energy form), she flies away from the inability to be in the present, and free to be her true self.
Living ‘forever’ is the dream of ego.
The bubbles will always be, waiting.
Join the sandcrabs and curlews at X'Tzu's Zoo.
Perception only goes to dance halls to pick up those wanting to take a swirl.
You can never find your twin flame until you’ve embraced the twin inferno.
Time is always a component of duality that dances and sways in the observers act of perception. And perception only goes to dance clubs that allow for it to watch individuals swirl around each other.
Perception hates to dance by itself, and refuses to stand in the corner of the room.
We appear dimensional when there’s sand in our eyes. It’s the subjective experience and perspective that’s illusory-like. That which is truly objective has no time or space, and no things.
Stop suspending your disbelief for a moment and take a look at the hollow essence of 'fake', '3D', and 'illusion'.
Jump out of the fenced area and reclaim your true animal nature by getting rid of expectation and replacing it with expectancy. The freewill of the higher-self takes general commands, then manifests them according to the variety of desire that’s unbound by time, metrics, and attachment.
Note : The exact day your prize chicken will hatch is NOT an example of expectancy!
Understand the nature of fate and freewill. A new perception awaits.
Look away from your watch and saunter into the ‘Theatre’.
Be present to slow aging.
The level of attention you direct towards time effects your aging. The more you’re in the present, the less you age.
Use your walker and put on your orthopedic shoes to enter the theatre.
Wildebeest who cling to life are not in the present, and not really living. Same goes for wildebeest that don’t run from lions.
If you’re a hoofed beast that wants to extricate itself from duality while ‘alive’, hoof over to X'Tzu's Zoo.
Truly, ‘death and life are real perceptions in duality’. But there's more than this false choice, and poorly worded description of the souls experience.
A precarious ego believes... 'The spells of experience are temporal building blocks, therefore I can play with them and never be consumed’.
Hmmm, perhaps...
Journey to https://www.twininferno.org/carnival-tao where we'll look deeper into the structural Big Top creating our physical-energetic experience.
We can master the subjective brain prism that splits the observation, and create as many ring tents as we wish.
Do you want to master the subjective brain prism that splits observation, creating the ring tents you desire?
Learn to spell!
It's a mistake to believe ‘other drivers who look like us’... actually are.
The shape of a ‘being’ isn’t definitive of what's within – despite the dress, hats & glasses.
Come and embrace the world, the soul, and the human as 'illusory-like'.
Down in the bar, a few patrons are busy discussing how the big screen seems to be telling them what to think… after all, it’s not called ‘programming’ for nothing.
A quick allegory regarding programming, conditioning, and how language is used as a large part of the control system in creating confines for your brains thought and beliefs.
Flitter into X'Tzu's Zoo, where the premise of reincarnation is ‘time’, and a completely relative view from the soul.
Discover what occurs to perception when you reframe the iridescent nature of reincarnation through the present?
Here it's obvious that the souls reincarnation is based in time.
What seemed a moment carries your sleepy eyes along the course of the moving sun from the back side of the planet.
The rising orb splashes light onto your face as you enter your new dream state of wake. You check the doors, they’re locked from the inside. Opening it to step outside, streams of possibility and choice flow by like heat, light, sound, and the smell of fresh coffee.
Grab a popcorn and saunter into the ‘Theatre’ where perception is the theatre screen of duality.
Then, create your realities... and remember to include sublime plots and dramas so the other Wills will want to play.
Imagine the liberation of kicking your steel toed boots off, and holding the key to actualizing dreams. As you splay out on the La-z-Boy recliner, you know that carnies, rodeo clowns, and refrigerator repairmen perceive energy in a particular shape, function or form - and then call it 'matter'. The perceptive ‘forms’ of matter and energy create all the beautiful things our eyes, ears, and fingers caress.
Can you imagine the liberation of kicking your steel toed boots off, and holding the key to actualizing dreams?
If so, tell your soul to grab a popcorn and saunter into the ‘Theatre’.
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