Mind Madness

Mind Madness and Soul Suicide

Trapped in the mind there is madness. The imprint is so deep that unless you have gained some ground in past lives, you will probably not escape the threshold. Luckily there are many old souls around cultivating peace in a land of war. Sometimes the word, “peace” conjures wimpy notions, but nothing could require more strength and determination. Resisting the impulse to fall into the habits of the unconscious, one has to suffer their attacks when you no longer play their game. You will be surprised to find that people you once thought were close to you are shadows undermining your Will at every turn. One seeking salvation must galvanize a wholeness of being that can remain un-swayed when offered a change to sink into the morass of commonality and lack of integrity.

It is interesting how some resonate with a certain type of language and others run from it like it is a death blow. It is indeed very murderous, but only to misconception. Simple words of truth can be feared more than the physical reality of dropping bombs on humans. Tell a Neo-Con supporter about the innocents and naturally they will attack you. Remind them that their vote endorses carnage and they will act like you are a pariah uncomfortable to be around. Excuse me but, “It is reality and just because you hide your head in the sand of your own sense pleasures, does not mean that your actions or inactions are inconsequential.” When war is declared on you personally, to simply give in to avoid stirring the waters is a type of soul suicide.

War seems to be a favorite TV show for some and nothing more. Maybe they will want to change the channel when a bomb is shoved up their own ass. We will never find a resonant harmony on the world stage until every last denied expression is given a chance to be aired out. True freedom of speech gives society room to breathe so that no suppression builds up. False leaders gain strength from enforced suppression by playing on its fears. It is impossible to chop the world up into pieces. All and everything must be accepted as being there and having a right to exist. When this reaches a saturation point, an amazing thing will occur. The old pains will begin to be transformed. The lost energy crying in pain and frozen in space, can now flow towards creativity.

Things can never be settled by force or by specific ideology. Even the rosiest of scenarios becomes a prison because of its innate conceptual limitation. Think of all the slivers of perception being offered out there: Christianity, Islam, Republican, Neo-Con, Democrat, Socialism... Politics or religion, there is really not much of a difference. Each seeks to stake out the territory of the mind and conform it to specificities. One comes in the name of God and one in the name of the State. If this is internalized, death is very near. How can a vibrant, ever changing, and loving life accommodate one small person on one little planet somewhere in the deep recesses of space? Now this is an absurd notion!

Humanity is being showered with gifts, but it clings to scraps like a beggar. Many have attempted to stand between the people and God. The whole point of sharing spiritual information is to destroy the evil of the middleman and connect the individual with their own divine source. The aspirant often protects their pain much the way the completely unconscious does until they are clean and able to clearly reflect the Holy Spirit. From this place of liberation, the Zen Stick seems like a very compassionate instrument and the newly enlightened master thanks the Universe that there was someone heroic enough to overcome their poisonous vitriol and beat them over the head with the truth.

~Christopher Moors

10/27/2006