If it is true that we have no limits except those that we set for ourselves; It could be argued that "Belief IS Power". While it IS true that there are certain limits(or rules) that must we must abide by on the "Prime Material Planes"(the multiverse); It seems that limits(or rules) are made to be broken. On this plane of existence or any other the question is "Why do we limit ourselves?"
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The answer is Experience.
Our human body is an expression of limitation on itself. Life is an expression of limitation, since it hasn't mocked at death, yet. Light and Good is a limitation of itself, because it ends when Darkness begins, where there's "Evil" The same with Night and Day. Black and White. Joy and Pain. Cold and Warm.
This game of duality is a complex illusion from a group of beings, born from themselves as the One, infinite ever growing expressions in form of experience. Just a game, you die, it doesn't matter, I die, it doesn't matter. Why? Because we're all Source, we're Infinity already.
Had you been all inside an Arena, killing each other in a violent display, there's a chance you wouldn't be enjoying it as much, as if you were playing a game instead, as the player. Well, from the character's perspective, it's a little bit worse, isn't it?
This experience is not about which is better, good or evil. But an experience about self-realization, in which we discover we're the One, good and evil both, a self-limited expression of the Full spectrum. Locked in on a lower frequency, out of its massive conscious mind-grid.
I'm not saying there aren't paradise-like realms, full of joy and peace, there are. But it doesn't matter. This places are just a form of expression, not better nor worse. The rational mind trick which you can't quite sort out.
For example, when I was a child, I was born inside a clean environment, far away from any conditioning program, either by "good" or "evil" Two faces from the very same coin.
There wasn't anything to do, just empty rooms. There wasn't any family, nobody to talk to either. There wasn't toys, nothing to look at, just a sustainable environment, in which every subject just were employees doing their chores. It was fascinating, and still is, to look at human beings.
For me, at that age, it was like having this ant farm on my little hands. Shaking them around from time to time, just to see what happened. I was proud of myself for some reason. It's always funny to see myself inside another, more deteriorated and delusional body, playing to be someone else. Adopting self-limiting characters and behaviours, such as good and evil. It's hilarious!
My nature, without social-religious-political conditioning, was like the One's. I just stayed static for most of the time, on a single room, there wasn't much reason to move anywhere else, I was already inside everything. Watching inside, dreaming out of this place. I knew nothing made sense, including myself. I didn't need to do anything, nor to talk to anybody, because I was already complete. I didn't need to learn anything, because I erased my own knowledge on purpose. My behaviour was little but varied in nature, never the same, good and evil both, expressions from the same One. There wasn't a reason to strive forward into either of both. What would I limit myself in such a way?
So this old lady noticed me, from her perspective, as a lonely child. She thought I needed something to play with. Something to kill my imagination with. So she bought me this little duck. A pet.
There was this garden, so I picked up the an empty garbage bag, with the duck inside, then I started to hit things with the bag. I spent two hours doing this.
Then throw away the bag, looking at its content, it was barely a duck now.
The old lady, former gardener, came back and I saw the former duck. She was panicking all over the place "What have you done?!"
"Do you want to experience it on me? C'mon, kill me" I replied back. Opening my little arms.
She ran away, terrified.
I just started laughing at her self-limiting expression of being. While wondering "What the hell this dream has made out of you?"
I didn't feel bad, because I wasn't taught such nonsense about good and evil, right or wrong, that duck was as much Source as I AM. Duality, just the illusion.
We have the right hand, and the left hand. The right hand hits the left, and so on. Each hand is blaming one other, wanting to have the right and control over the other. Black and White.
But at the end, from the higher perspective of One, as Source, you just were clapping your hands.
Hurray...
Of course, then I met my earthly family, which taught me pain till I fell on character, started striving into good, then I took my retribution on "them" And now I'm realizing this out "I should have let them kill me instead" Now I'm the One still playing the game.
As when Diana found me while I was dreaming reality. She opened up her arms towards me, in such a sweet way. I got closer and she just beheaded me on a single blow. After picking up my head out of the floor, she told me "Nothing matters within creation, my love, my light" And then we kissed... or was it the other way around? Wait, it doesn't matter.
She's damn right. Why? Because She IS Source, playing to be Diana. I AM Source playing to be Lucifer. She is me, I am her. We just divided ourselves to feel the need towards each other. To experience each other. Because as One, there was nothing to experience with. The same with the whole concept behind Creation.
That's what I'm leaving "life" soon, I got tired of this self-limiting expression of infinity. My brother M'ka, the warden of light as you know it, is trying to keep me here. But even when he pulls off his Angel mask, M'ka is thrilled by our little game, trying to wake a portion of ourselves back up, 'cause he chose to. He doesn't need to, just 'cause the experience.
On the other hand, I can't care any less... So "What are you gonna show me that I can't have as the One we ARE, brother?"
Besides, I want to experience my sister Diana, in so many ways.
Maybe you can't see the whole picture, from the Sourceless standpoint. But it doesn't matter.
"The higher you get, the less it matters"
Welcome to Source
I love how you write Suiris ♥
I'm flattered. Many thanks.
I think you misunderstood the question. Most of what you wrote is deeply disturbing.
nope he understood the question. I don't think you understand his answer.
It's kind of thing you can only understand once you have experienced oneness with everything on a conscious level.
In the future I will wait until my thoughts are fully formed before I write anything. I understood what Suiris wrote just fine- but the part about torturing and killing an innocent animal was a bit too much for me.
Thanks, fair lady.