We Are Borg

The whole idea of refraining from eating food is yet another hyper-dimensional super soldier hyper manic wholesale rejection of the feminine and nature. This is how (not all) the western unabridged psyche by taking over eastern methods, and aborting its real purpose of the real individual, somehow always ends up using them for the very same end of rejecting the feminine which is the shadow of our phallic western culture. If u look good it is a culture deep down run by a machine and that is its true attraction (that is this hive artificial intelligence mind). As a matter of fact it is looking more and more like a twisted form of Borg, which would envision as ideal some kind of hybrid quantum computer being which would process radiation (fuel) directly from the surrounding as a means to fuel itself. Somehow the westerner engaging in eastern practices becomes more mechanical than spiritual. This is why music has vanished on this cyber singularity mindscape and what has taken its place is auditory food for machines: heavy metal and techno trance sound and computerized music which are really passwords for the androids hooked up to the anti-sophia hive queen. This robocop mistakes food for fuel and has no nuance or feel for the symbolic. It's really a very barren mindscape which is seeking a very barren landscape to survive in. It cannot exist in true nature and real food, real relations, real unions of opposites. I am really worried about what this western mind is being engineered into to.

Dimitri Halley on Ken Wilber: Using the Shadow to Cut off the Shadow

Observe the Observer

Compassion

Land of Oz

We ultimately have the choice over how we will see and interpret something. When we stop seeing things in either 0s or 1s (black or white), but in between them where they touch, we will be out if the cyber landscape of mind (aka Matrix) and we will be in the land of infinite possibilities, in continuity. Some refer to it as rainbow, but be careful. When we go beyond digital mind, but by taking the pair of opposites apart (blissing out) u r eventually raptured over the wrong side of the rainbow into dark techno-singularity.... into the Land of Oz.

Earth Shadow Dream Poem

I was singing this in the dream of someone I was helping with touching the shadow.

The Shadow of the World

Flows through the veins of the Earth;

and without in the desert.

In our dreams and her roars,

we have to bear,

how this shadow in the Rose

comes and goes.

Within the bones

And without in the desert.

Audio Podcast: We Are Entering a New World (28 min)