Underground Delights

One day I realised that I had been thinking with the wrong brain. Most of my life, I had let my thoughts dwell in the wrong part of my body. I had not even realised that every human had 2 brains – the head brain and the heart brain. What a revelation. The head brain deals with all of the earth perspectives and it’s views are limited to what it has experienced, been trained to believe and what it can see. It calls on the limitations of the physical world and the limited society that it live…

Something whispered in my heart. It was not loud, it was almost silent. It said… human life is not about the glory of the individual. It is not about the triumphs and setbacks of the personality. The designer of humanity is an intelligence that is at least a trillion times more intelligent than humanity. This brilliance is not interested in the idiotic details of egotistic individuals.This being designed humanity so that one day it could be just like itself. The only way humanity can arrive at such a distant goal is as a whole. It is all about the whole of humanity.Each individual needs to ...

Imagine if there was another species who shared the planet but had the ability to hide their identity behind a false face. Imagine if they were more of a hive mentality so that there interests were always the interests of the total hive. And so their interests and objectives stretched over centuries. What if this race controlled the money and the oil and the food? What if their desire was to enslave the planet for their own purposes? Sounds to close to the truth, let’s talk about something else.

The old man and old me about life on this planet.“It’s not pretty” he said.“You are born in ignorance. You spend 20 years earning how to stand on your own 2 feet.You spend 20 years earning a living while trying desperately to hold your family together.You spend the next 20 years immersed in other peoples problems.Then ...

Imagine if you had a choice when you died. Imagine that you could choose between another dreary life on this difficult planet or a return to being an infinite self-aware something. This choice is not a conscious choice but a choice based on what you believed at the time of death. So if you really believed that this earthly life was the only possible existence amidst trillions of possibilities, then that is what you would return to.If, however you believed that you were more than the water robot you just experienced on planet earth then your consciousness would drift into infinite possibilities.This ...

I had a dream… I think it was a dream… maybe it was a visit to somewhere else. In this dream I saw life as a constant battle between shadow ghosts and human personalities. The shadow ghosts were of the planet and forever ready to wage battle. You know them as bad luck, poor timing, illness and discomfort, difficulties and unfair events. When you die, you can move away from these shadow ghosts but your own personality wants you to return. It urges you to go back for more. It only knows this world and refuses to believe that in an infinite existence endless other things are possible

I have a problem, science keeps telling me about the many worlds theory where every instant is breaking off to make another possible existence. I think this is garbage! Trouble is I’m not a scientist, so I am therefore not qualified to comment. I have an idea. What if every moment what I am personally experiencing, breaks off and exists forever, not so much as an ongoing possibility but as a living moment. If this is true then that would mean I am a conglomeration of moments. I am not this person now, or who I was, but I am all the me’s that ever were. The interesting thing about this is, these

I woke up one day. It was a shock, not what I expected. I wouldn’t dare tell anybody. I mean if you suddenly realised what was really going happening on your planet but it was too crazy for most people to comprehend, wouldn’t you keep it to yourself? This planet is made up of 2 races. The ruling race and the others. The ruling race has an ability that will blow your mind. They are consciously aware of the passage of time through the ages, through their rebirths (which is a choice to them). As a result everything they do is for the long term and for the strength of their family or clan (or corporation

I had this outrageous dream, at least I hope it was only a dream, a fantasy. I dreamed that I was an alien visiting this planet. I came down to earth  but nobody was aware of it because I was only an inch tall and if it wasn’t for my ability to overcome gravity and leap great distances, I am sure something would have eaten me. It didn’t take me long to realise that this was a killing world. Everything had to destroy some other form of life to survive, to eat. Whether it was a cow munching grass and all of the tiny insects with it or a tiger eating a monkey and all of the life forms that lived on

You’re not gunna believe this! I went to a world where everybody was an idiot! I mean everybody, in fact, on this odd planet, idiocy was so normal that intelligence was attacked and any being that showed any signs of it was mocked and mentally stoned by the masses. The masses were mean, blind and mindless when it came to mocking and destroying any idea, person or creation that did not conform to the foolishness of the ordinary. Even the leaders of this insane society were unstable. They continually led the multitude on to mindless self-destruction of their own world because ‘it was good for the

Creative Imagination For years I had this odd idea that I would love to visit another planet. I would love to see an alien species, a completely different life form to what I know. I imagined travelling in a space ship to land in a world that was so fascinatingly different that I would be amazed at the diversity of life that was possible in this infinite existence. Though I suppose since we do live in an infinite existence, I should really expect that there would be an infinite variety of life forms. Recently while staring at a termite mound, I was struck by their oddness and alienness to my life

I am without big intelligence I was in some sort of structure that was like a cross between a crystal cathedral and a skeletal tunnel. I saw a large mosaic circle. Cubes of different sizes, patterns and colours started moving onto the circle. They were shuffling and raising and falling over each other as if to find the best fit. After a short while a structure started to grow which was roughly pyramidical. I instantly understood that I was witnessing a point of intelligence, a node of knowing. The living thing that I was within (and that I suspect was me) was not some sort of higher entity that

Infinite something When you die, you, a tiny part of the infinite something that you are, still exists. Life on earth is not a finite limited experience, it is a limiting experience that occurs within an infinite existence. You only have to look up to become aware of the infinite expanse that you are existing within. Up down, all around you, right now is an infinite universe, it is incomprehensibly big! You live in the infinite now. The infinite is eternal, total complete. It is right here...

His words kept echoing around the space where my brain used to be before I died. I assumed I was dead because I was still aware of being somewhere and I no longer had a body. “Don’t believe the Earth myth”, “Don’t believe the Earth myth”, “Don’t believe the Earth myth”, round and around burning into my mind. What was he on about. It was not easy to recall many of the details of my earthly life, it seemed to happen so long ago, yet i just arrived in this state… oh yes, life on earth… i think i miss it… wait there, I’m slipping, every time I think

The deep heart of the forest keeps many secrets. There are no trails or signs, my ears are alert to vaguely familiar sounds and my eyes try to interpret bizarrely, shadowed landscapes. Sometimes in the forest I can hear the deep heart beat slowly, oh so slowly. It is a rhythm I cannot fathom, a tempo beyond my experience. The dark and twisted trees murmur as I try to sidle past. I am certain that they mock me and my restlessness. I do not know where I am or where I have been, the forest...