Energetics
Mandy Bites On In/Sanity
Batshit sane.
Almost no one wants to go all the way.
The saner you are, the more insane you (and they) appear.
How do you know you're insane? You want this moment, this situation, this person to be different.
Stop interacting with it as if it's real.
When you’re attached to form, you suffer. When you’re devoted to truth, you fly.
It’s the inability to withstand the intense aliveness of being that drives the impulse to dilute or run from it, just as the inability to withstand it drives the impulse to seek that same jolt of aliveness through superficial means.
When someone is free, they appear narcissistic to those still bound by themselves.
You can’t reason with insanity.
It’s all your own (un)doing.
The line between truth and delusion is imperceptible to most.
Human: runs from the present / dwells on the non-existent past / fears the illusory future / perpetually resists what IS (and suffers because of it) / consistently holds back truth / avoids making the true move / believes things, others, and life need(s) to be a certain way in order to feel okay / creates and then lives within endless, baseless, utterly insane stories / denies its sovereignty / blames the world and others and pretends to be a victim / takes zero responsibility for the creation and quality of its own experience / looks out instead of in… | Being: “And you wonder why you feel like shit?”
Sanity is the new black.
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Mandy Bites On Love
GO. ALL. IN.
Almost no one wants to go all the way.
I love myself. I love being free of myself.
If there’s an exchange, it isn’t pure.
It’s not love or fear. It’s love and fear. Love includes the acceptance of fear. And anything else that arises.
If your goal is to please her, you’re doing two things wrong.
What I want cannot be bought. Nor found within another.
No need to show them the door. They’ll escort themselves out naturally, the closer you stay to you.
It’s not about how long it lasts. How long does it remain true?
Hearts don’t break. Attachments do.
If with or without doesn't feel the same, your work is to bridge that divide.
Even when I'm single, I move like I'm taken.
The real ‘no contact’ is with the abuser in your head.
Don’t aim for another. Master yourself.
Their moves are not your business.
Exposure is love (mis)perceived as a threat.
You want to be chosen without choosing yourself.
Even when you choose poorly, you still choose perfectly.
It’s not real love unless and until you have zero need / expectation / desire for the other to be different in any way.
Speak the truth or walk away. It’s the loving thing to do.
I blow shit up endlessly. Because I love you and I love me.
Your willingness and capacity to suffer with and for another, is not love (for yourself or for the other).
Giving to receive isn't giving. It's manipulation.
If there’s nothing left, I’m out. If there’s no thing at all, I’m in.
What’s best for you is what’s best for them.
You can’t be mine if you are not yours.
I cannot be kept. I just stay where it’s true.
All couples have problems. All people who look outside of themselves for something / anything have problems.
#fillinthegapsifyouloveme
Most would rather have another cater / adapt to their dysfunction(s) / delusion(s) than to do the work necessary to correct it themselves.
I don’t work to keep us together. I work to break things apart.
Love and attachment cannot coexist.
Love is when nothing remains.
The less I care, the more I love.
Loyal to truth; not the other.
Full self-ownership is my kink.
Breakups don't break what needs breaking.
Intimacy only exists when you stay.
Do the work within the current dynamic.
Matterless love is the purest love there is.
The human wants a particular thing. The being loves (and uses) what is.
It's not true love until there's nothing in the way.
People ‘love’ you more when you suffer. Let that shit sink in.
They ‘love’ you on your way. But not once you arrive.
If you have to dilute yourself for love, it's not love at all.
If you aren’t fascinated by and obsessed with your lover, then what’s the fucking point?
I’m not here to spread love and light. I’m here to disrupt the grid. I’m here to dig and dismantle. I’m here to make the unknown, known.
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Mandy Bites On Silence / Stillness / s p a c e
I go where it’s the loudest, just to make it quiet.
I don’t move until I’m moved.
Here, right now, is the only place that's true.
The higher you go, the quieter it gets.
No one can take you where no one has gone before.
The only thing that's 'earned' is the state you experience from the work you do to keep that inner non-space pristine.
Death is nothing more than dropping form and remaining formless.
Heaven is THIS; not that. Heaven is HERE; not there.
It’s about how still and spacious you are (and stay) as every piece drops in.
There’s a still point deep inside you. Everything comes from that.
Saying nothing says everything that needs to be said.
She’s most aroused while in the void.
If there’s nothing left, I’m out. If there’s no thing at all, I’m in.
Truth exists, always was, is, and will be, regardless of the noise.
Stillness. Silence. S p a c e. Beneath the chaos, that’s all there is.
When you move, nothing moves. Everything moves when you’re still.
Existing wide awake and never moving IS the happening.
no thing = everything
Purity is the currency.
THIS or nothing + THIS because there’s no thing.
When you see through and exist beyond space and time, it’s a pretty fucking epic ride.
Nothing can bridge the (illusory) consciousness gap. Only no thing can.
Why would you want anything other than what already is?
How could it get better than this when this is all there is?
when there’s no one / when there’s no thing / when you’re empty / then you’ll see
Nothing is sacred unless everything is.
Every question answers itself.
What feels like magic is just you unobstructed.
Nothing needs to be added. What’s removed is what changes the game.
The more that’s removed, the more there is.
Let there be nothing. It's the breeding ground for more.
You’re here to clear the atmosphere.
In the void, you’re free.
Anything that isn’t truth, that isn’t you, is clutter.
Them: “What do you do for a living?” Me: “Float through space.”
It takes so little to play with me. But most are filled with so much.
Your system is naturally self-cleaning.
I was terrified there would be nothing left. But when nothing was left, I was free.
Your job isn’t done until the matter is gone.
as empty as empty can be
All things exist to be made pure.
Love is when nothing remains.
The deepest truths apply across the board. They’re simple, obvious, light.
from the depths / from the silence / from the world beyond this one
Nothing is missing.
I’m here to keep flying in the face of what IS. To want nothing different from the moment I’m in.
home is where i am / and where i’ve always been
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Mandy Bites On The Mind
What you actually want and are, is beyond the mind and the need to manage it or anything else.
Mind over matter? The mind IS matter.
You can’t honour truth through logic.
Mindset work takes you even deeper into the programming (illusion) you’re attempting to free yourself from by doing mindset work.
The only ‘tool’ you actually need is custom built into each moment.
You use and teach tools and processes because you don’t trust yourself enough to go rogue.
Why would you put the mentally ill (human) in charge of your life?
The real ‘no contact’ is with the abuser in your head.
Thoughts don't create distortions. They're sourced from them.
Thoughts don’t create reality. You do. And you are not your thoughts.
The human thinks one thing. The being knows another.
Don’t mind me. I’m just freebasing life.
Do it in your head = head game. Do it for real = game over.
“WhY iS tHiS pErSoN wHo sHoWeD mE riGhT fRoM tHe sTaRt tHaT tHeY aiN’t riGhT iN tHe hEaD… nOt aCtiNg riGhT?”
If you care more about what they think than you do about what’s true, you’re in a prison of your own design.
I lose friends and gain followers for saying what’s on my mind.
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Mandy Bites On Mastery
Hail nothing.
New moment? Back at it.
The higher you go, the quieter it gets.
Everything is an exercise in personal power.
Everything you make matter, becomes your Master. When nothing matters, you’re free.
You don’t actually want to be saved. You want to be the Master of yourself and the domain that’s housed by you.
Each iteration fuels the next.
Enter the belly of the imagined beast.
GO. ALL. IN.
Almost no one wants to go all the way.
If with or without doesn't feel the same, your work is to bridge that divide.
Anything you rely on will will be stripped from you. You may as well strip yourself.
The work is to do the work until nothing remains. Until nothing can move you from you.
Masters exist beyond the tribe.
Most can’t ride. Let alone fly.
In the land of energetics, it's every hottie for themselves.
You know exactly how to clean up your shit.
Rise through the ranks within yourself.
What you've yet to master in the non-physical, you over-compensate for in the physical.
The powerless surrender to illusion. The powerful submit to truth.
Masters don’t need to be pushed or kicked. They willingly jump off the cliff.
When you know the game is to become more conscious, you use everything in front of you towards that end.
I don’t care about bridging our divide. I care about bridging my own.
I don’t care how it appears. I know what’s going on.
Don't aim to help others. Master yourself. This 'helps' them most of all.
Those who come to you, just know. Because you know. And they want to dance with that knowing.
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Mandy Bites On Questions
You ask but you already know.
Every question answers itself.
How do you know you're insane? You want this moment, this situation, this person, to be different.
It’s not about how long it lasts. How long does it remain true?
Why would you put the mentally ill (human) in charge of your life?
Who cares if no one likes it? Who cares if no one gets it? Is it true? Is it you? That's enough.
Actions speak louder than words? Energy speaks louder than both.
Why would you want anything other than what already is?
How could it get better than this when this is all there is?
If you’re creating a system to counter the system… Need I say more?
Why are you mad at them for your choice to betray yourself?
Why manage something you shouldn’t be fucking with at all?
WHO. GIVES. A. FUCK. DO. WHATEVER. THE. FUCK. YOU. WANT.
“Hey, I ignored myself. Can you do me a solid and correct it on your end?” What you’re actually saying to someone when you ask or expect them to change.
Why would you need to forgive? What happened wasn’t wrong. Nor was it about you.
Mind over matter? The mind IS matter.
That thing? That person? Not more powerful than you.
Do you want what your human wants or do you want the fucking truth?
What's a little more poison when you're already sick?
If you aren’t fascinated by and obsessed with your lover, then what’s the fucking point?
It doesn’t matter what you learned back then. What do you know now?
No pleasure in the process? No pleasure in the outcome. Pleasure in the process? The outcome becomes irrelevant.
Since when does a god have to try?
Pure consciousness. That’s what you are. Why would you need time?
Is my genius taking over your timeline? Boofuckinghoo. And you’re welcome.
Them: “What do you do for a living?” Me: “Float through space.”
Why would I be less me for anybody? The more me, the better. For everybody.
Are you naked yet?
New moment? Back at it.
If you’re not being transported, then what’s the fucking point?
Obliteration was what I was after. Why else would I have danced right there?
It’s not: “Why are they like that?” It’s: “Why am I with that?”
“WhY iS tHiS pErSoN wHo sHoWeD mE riGhT fRoM tHe sTaRt tHaT tHeY aiN’t riGhT iN tHe hEaD… nOt aCtiNg riGhT?”
Why block? Let them see you be great.
You don’t have it? You don’t need it. When you need it, it will come.
Until they say, “Who IS this bitch?”, my mission is not complete.
I don't ask because I don't care.
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Before The Aftermath (Poem)
in Energetics, Poems, Lovers, Fellows, SEX
from the very first scene
i was dripping like honey
from the energy of us
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The Noise Within The One (An Essay)
There is the ‘me’ (and ‘you’) that dips into illusion / delusion / perceived separation / a temporary state of fear and insanity (looking at life / self / others through the limited / distorted human lens).
And the ME (and YOU) that exists in actual reality.
In sanity / union / peace / clarity / purity / potent power.
In REAL love (not the human kind) -
with nothing in the way.
It’s not one or the other though.
The other is part of THE ONE.
That noisy ‘me’ is part of ME.
That noisy ‘you’ is part of YOU.
Every part is part of THE EVERYTHING.
So it belongs and it’s not wrong.
It’s here to be seen and then seen through.
Until it’s quiet once again.
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Mandy Bites On Time
Pure consciousness. That’s what you are. Why would you need time?
The truth of NOW voids the story of then.
‘Then’ doesn't exist in either direction.
Being ahead of your time is still on time.
What slows you down still speeds you up.
The only reason why you haven’t ‘gotten over’ your ‘past’ is because you’re using it in the present to justify why you’re not free.
‘A’ does not equal ‘B’ when you play in the unseen.
The human needs time. The being exists outside of it.
Once upon a time, I fed myself to a wolf. I knew he was a wolf. And I wanted to be devoured.
If you choose something or someone over yourself, you're gonna have a hard time.
She has the time. Just not for you.
You never get there.
Every where is here. Every time is now.
When you stop making it matter, it comes. Or it doesn’t. By then, it doesn't matter.
You don’t need more time. You just need to listen to you.
There are times when silence is the absolute truth. And times when it’s used to avoid it.
When you see through and exist beyond space and time, it’s a pretty fucking epic ride.
Every being chooses when it enters and leaves this world. As well as what it enters into.
It takes consciousness. Not time.
consciousness > time
Someone 'coming into power' is not a defining line on the timeline any more than a falling leaf is.
There are times when a NO within an experience is enough to keep it fresh and intact energetically. And times when a NO must be applied to it directly, in order to maintain that same level of integrity.
You don’t have it? You don’t need it. When you need it, it will come.
Is my genius taking over your timeline? Boofuckinghoo. And you’re welcome.
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Mandy Bites On Clutter
Organizing clutter doesn’t get rid of clutter.
You know exactly how to clean up your shit.
They bring their mess to clean you up.
The mess is part of the art.
The things that jam your circuits are the portals to yourself.
The cleaner it gets inside and out, the more one notices - and the less one tolerates - debris of any kind.
The only thing that's 'earned' is the state you experience from the work you do to keep that inner non-space pristine.
You don’t ‘come down’ from clean energy. You just get cleaner.
The more that’s removed, the more there is.
Oh, how I love when there's nothing in the way.
Clutter is an accumulation of denied truth.
Anything you rely on will be stripped from you. You may as well strip yourself.
It takes so little to play with me. But most are filled with so much.
Getting unjammed where it’s been the most jammed, unjams you everywhere else.
Stillness. Silence. Space. Beneath the chaos, that’s all there is.
The human needs the clutter. The being is the space.
I go where it’s the loudest, just to make it quiet.
Anything that isn’t true, that isn’t you, is clutter.
Nothing needs to be added. What’s removed is what changes the game.
You’re here to clear the atmosphere.
Your system is naturally self-cleaning.
Stay until nothing is left.
Your job isn’t done until the matter is gone.
From cluttered to clean. From restless to still. That’s the electric tone.
If there’s nothing left, I’m out. If there’s no thing at all, I’m in.
Either clean it up so that it hits your spot or let that fucking thing go.
The real magic doesn’t happen once you get the shit. It happens once you clear it.
Accumulation doesn’t impress or interest me. I prefer things light; not heavy.
You can clean it all up in an instant.
What feels like magic is just you unobstructed.
Bypassing does exist. But only if there’s clutter.
The best ‘results’ come from dissolving inner resistance (seeing through matter which turns it right back to nothing); not from applying force externally in an attempt to compensate for the accumulation of matter that’s creating said resistance.
If it’s a cluttered shitshow, it’s not because you can’t clean it up. You just don’t want to - yet.
You can’t get into the nooks and crannies because of all the shit in the way.
It’s about switching to another grid completely. Where the clutter doesn’t even exist.
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Nothing Is Wrong (An Essay)
Nothing is innately ‘wrong’.
Never has been.
Never will be.
Not with you.
Not with life.
Not with the moment.
Not with the other.
THAT is the starting point.
And…
that acceptance of what is as it is right now,
without a skewed lens applied to it,
doesn’t mean you condone a thing.
And it doesn’t mean you passively participate in life because ‘it is what it is’, either.
It just means you see clearly and you move accordingly without the internal resistance to what is.
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Mandy Bites On The System
The energy of ‘fighting against’ is more disruptive and detrimental to your system than the thing you’re fighting against.
Anti is still pro.
If you’re creating a system to counter the system… Need I say more?
You’re not for the (m)asses.
If the (m)asses don’t get it, it’s something worth getting.
When you’ve got nothing to lose and nothing to prove, you’re dangerous. And free.
There is no code to crack.
They’re not against you just because they’re for themselves.
A system knows nothing beyond itself.
Ask any box and it will say it's the biggest and the best and the smartest box there is. That it’s the box of all boxes. The last box you’ll ever need. But it's still just a box. And a box can’t set you free.
The inner resistance you’re trying to override and ‘overcome’ by doing X,Y,Z, is the only (illusory) thing you actually need to ‘work on’.
Your system is naturally self-cleaning.
Parameters keep you caged; not safe.
Your system inevitably screams NO when you've ignored its multiple whispers.
No amount of movement (or lack of movement) in the physical can override or compensate for the instability in your system.
The devil will never announce his arrival. Your system always will.
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The Past As A Scapegoat (An Essay)
The only reason why you haven’t ‘gotten over’ your ‘past’ is because you’re using it in the present to justify why you’re not free.
It serves your perceived limitation(s) perfectly.
I can’t be / do / have THIS thing right now because of that thing that doesn’t actually exist.
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People Choose When To Die (An Essay)
Every being chooses when it enters and leaves this world.
As well as what it enters into.
It’s the human that can’t see beyond the illusion of form and time, thus believing something should or could have been different, and / or something actually went wrong.
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Mandy Bites On The IT
You want the experience of IT. Not the ‘it’ itself.
If you do it ‘for’ or ‘because’, it's not IT.
When nothing can stop you, that’s IT.
You question it because it's not IT.
Taking care of THIS automatically takes care of that.
When you'd rather have nothing than whatever this is, so begins the free fall to IT.
Wherever you are is where IT's at.
What’s not IT always leads to IT.
ALL of it is IT.
If it needs to be managed, it’s not IT.
IT will remain illusive until the only door left is you.
You don’t have it? You don’t need it. When you need it, it will come.
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Mandy Bites On Jesus Christ
The world doesn’t need saving. Nor do you or anyone else. #sorrynotsorryjesus
“I’m just following orders. Take it up with the Lord.” How to respond when people question your moves.
It’s funny to me that people attribute / thank Jesus / God for them getting the things they want… but rarely (if ever) for the things they don’t.
You’re not special. Your story’s not special. You’re a living god like everyone else.
Hail nothing.
Heaven is being exactly who and where you are.
Since when does a god have to try?
I use the Devil to get closer to God.
The whole ‘God is outside of you / bigger and more powerful than you’ thing is completely absurd.
You are God. You are truth. Stop seeking what you are.
i shall tie you to a pillar / as an offering to the gods / and then i shall consume you / make a drink of your sweet blood
Purity is the currency.
Follow yourself to get to heaven.
Stop making people your God.
Waiting on God is waiting on you.
When you deny yourself, you deny God itself. #samething
Everyone’s a genius. Very few express it. Everyone’s a god. Very few recall.
You are God in the flesh. And the answer to yourself.
from the depths / from the silence / from the world beyond this one
i have no interest in mortal love / i’m seeking the divine / a dancing of souls in the mystical realm / untouched by space and time
Your willingness and capacity to suffer with and for another, is not love (for yourself or the other).
You must touch God before you dare to touch me.
All things exist to be made pure.
when you refuse to deviate from yourself / for anything / for anyone / at any time / then… / you live / your life / as a god
Nothing is sacred unless everything is.
Church is always in session.
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Mandy Bites On Human vs Being
I love myself. I love being free of myself.
The saner you are, the more insane you (and they) appear.
When you’re attached to form, you suffer. When you’re devoted to truth, you fly.
Do you want what your human wants or do you want the fucking truth?
Humans are gonna human. An inevitable and terrible fate.
What’s in line with the being, feels out of line to the human.
What terrifies the human, exhilarates the being.
The human needs time. The being exists outside of it.
The human thinks one thing. The being knows another.
The human makes excuses. The being just says NO.
The human wants a particular thing. The being loves (and uses) what is.
The human needs the clutter. The being is the space.
Heaven is being exactly who and where you are.
Your being is orchestrating every single piece.
"Oh, look! Another way to avoid myself!" Humans
Why would you put the mentally ill (human) in charge of your life?
I don't want to get to know you / (the content of your life) / I'm here to experience and enjoy you / (the being that you are)
The actual art is just you being YOU, regardless of the piece.
Every being chooses when it enters and leaves this world. As well as what it enters into. It’s the human that can’t see beyond the illusion of form and time, thus believing something should or could have been different, and / or something actually went wrong.
It’s the inability to withstand the intense aliveness of being that drives the impulse to dilute or run from it, just as the inability to withstand it drives the impulse to seek that same jolt of aliveness through superficial means.
Give a human what he wants and he will see it’s not what he wanted.
Your being won't play in a box.
The ones who don’t want you to be you, are the ones who aren’t being themselves.
The alpha wants to lead. The beta wants to be led. The Beast wants neither thing. He leads by being himself.
How to successfully human: 1. Honour external commitments. 2. Ignore internal commands.
If it’s a NO for your being, it’s a NO for theirs, too. No exceptions.
You weren’t born with your ‘issues’. They’re adaptations you created yourself, in lieu of being YOU.
Human: runs from the present / dwells on the non-existent past / fears the illusory future / perpetually resists what IS (and suffers because of it) / consistently holds back truth / avoids making the true move / believes things, others, and life need(s) to be a certain way in order to feel okay / creates and then lives within endless, baseless, utterly insane stories / denies its sovereignty / blames the world and others and pretends to be a victim / takes zero responsibility for the creation and quality of its own experience / looks out instead of in… / Being: “And you wonder why you feel like shit?”
“We need to take care of our own.” But humanity is our own.
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How Wars Begin (An Essay)
The ‘state of the world’ is an accurate and perfect out-picturing of the individual’s war within themselves.
So to be surprised by anything going on ‘out there’, especially when you’ve yet to contend with what’s going on ‘in here’, is kind of silly.
How could you expect or want peace in the world if you can’t even generate it within?
It starts and ends with you, boo.
It starts and ends with me, too.
But also,
there is no start and there is no end.
There is only what IS for infinity.
And if you’re fighting the is-ness of life,
yourself,
or another…
surprise, bitch.
That’s how wars begin.
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Mandy Bites On The Zero Point
You never get there.
There is no workaround.
Hail nothing.
Heaven is THIS; not that. Heaven is HERE; not there.
No one can take you where no one has gone before.
I go where it’s the loudest, just to make it quiet.
I’m here to destroy and be destroyed.
Heaven is being exactly who and where you are.
The truth of now voids the story of then.
You haven’t lost anything. But if you’re ballsy enough, and you’re doing it right, you’ll lose EVERY. SINGLE. THING.
Life will force the expansion you’re not willing to take on your own.
Purity is the currency.
Oh, how I love when there’s nothing in the way.
THIS or nothing + THIS because there’s no thing.
You have access to all of it. No more and no less than anyone else.
Anything you rely on will be stripped from you. You may as well strip yourself.
Nothing can bridge the (illusory) consciousness gap. Only no thing can.
The more you see through, the less interest you have in what you see.
We each create exactly what we’re inevitably here to dissolve.
You want the experience of IT. Not the 'it' itself.
You can't fix an illusion. And every 'problem' is an illusion.
Taking care of THIS automatically takes care of that.
What you actually want and are, is beyond the mind and the need to manage it or anything else.
You never need to ‘work out’ truth.
Wherever you are is where IT's at.
The work is done now or not at all.
If with or without doesn’t feel the same, your work is to bridge that divide.
Stop leaving HERE to go there and the ‘problem’ dissolves.
You don’t ‘come down’ from clean energy. You just get cleaner.
When you move, nothing moves. Everything moves when you’re still.
no thing = everything
The cosmos shift when I’m on my shit.
The only ‘tool’ you actually need is custom built into each moment.
you must earn your spot / at the head of the table / that sits no one else / but YOU
The truth is always felt and known, beyond what is seen and done.
I’m here to keep flying in the face of what IS. To want nothing different from the moment I’m in.
There is no new consciousness.
I love myself. I love being free of myself.
Everything you make matter, becomes your Master. When nothing matters, you’re free.
New moment? Back at it.
You can't be off track in your own evolution.
All things are made equal.
‘Then’ doesn't exist in either direction.
The edge you seek is truth.
Follow yourself to get to heaven.
Knowing doesn’t require trust, belief or understanding.
You already have what you actually want. You’re just taking the long way around.
When you see through and exist beyond space and time, it’s a pretty fucking epic ride.
Each iteration fuels the next.
There is no code to crack.
The work is to do the work until nothing remains. Until nothing can move you from you.
How could it get better than this when this is all there is.
Existing wide awake and never moving IS the happening.
The human needs time. The being exists outside of it.
Truth exists, always was, is, and will be, regardless of the noise.
when there’s no one / when there’s no thing / when you’re empty / then you’ll see
You’re not special. Your story’s not special. You’re a living god like everyone else.
Organizing clutter doesn’t get rid of clutter.
What IS speaks for itself.
The true move does what needs to be done. Across the board. With everyone.
Nothing is sacred unless everything is.
Church is always in session.
You must account for the trickle down.
‘A’ does not equal ‘B’ when you play in the unseen.
Every question answers itself.
What feels like magic is just you unobstructed.
It’s about how still and spacious you are (and stay) as every piece drops in.
Why would you want anything other than what already is.
Nothing needs to be added. What’s removed is what changes the game.
When you know the game is to become more conscious, you use everything in front of you towards that end.
It takes consciousness. Not time.
I don’t care how it appears. I know what’s going on.
ALL of it is IT.
Stay where it's most alive, as everything dead falls away.
When nothing can stop you, that’s IT.
You can never close the door on truth.
The more that’s removed, the more there is.
Let there be nothing. It's the breeding ground for more.
There’s a still point deep inside you. Everything comes from that.
Saying nothing says everything that needs to be said.
She’s most aroused while in the void.
If there’s nothing left, I’m out. If there’s no thing at all, I’m in.
You’re here to clear the atmosphere.
In the void, you’re free.
Anything that isn’t truth, that isn’t you, is clutter.
Them: “What do you do for a living?” Me: “Float through space.”
It takes so little to play with me. But most are filled with so much.
The only thing that's 'earned' is the state you experience from the work you do to keep that inner non-space pristine.
Your system is naturally self-cleaning.
I was terrified there would be nothing left. But when nothing was left, I was free.
Your job isn’t done until the matter is gone.
as empty as empty can be
here / right now / is the only place / that's true
All things exist to be made pure.
Love is when nothing remains.
The deepest truths apply across the board. They’re simple, obvious, light.
from the depths / from the silence / from the world beyond this one
The energetic atmosphere tells you all you need to know.
Nothing is missing.
Death is nothing more than dropping form and remaining formless.
You created X when you disowned the truth. When you own the truth, X disappears.
I’m here to keep flying in the face of what IS. To want nothing different from the moment I’m in.
Everything is malleable.
Stillness. Silence. Space. Beneath the chaos, that’s all there is.
home is where i am / and where i’ve always been
Each moment is the main event.
Create a vacuum. Watch what comes.
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