The global currency has shifted from the tangible to the semi-tangible to the intangible (digital) as it progresses towards the unthinkable.
In short, time will become The Currency of the world-to-come.
Remember, it was Time what Dhumanos asked for in the beginning (The Genesis). He asked for time to prove his vision, and time is what he was granted; that is why every currency he created originated for one and only one purpose: Buying time.
Every tune he composed, every script he coded, every event he staged was and has always been a Time Warner...
The challenge of the new world is knowing that nothing is physically real without loosing your mind...
After all, the physical world is the shadow of the mental. It is bound to translate the mental more and more accurately. This is evident in the way technology has been shifting more and more into the wireless and the robotic...
The mind destroys what it creates momentarily out of fear of loosing itself to its creation...
The moment the mind isolates awareness of anything, that thing is automatically and immediately rendered history.
History is the mind's dumpster (its recycle bin).
The mind is divinely coded to operate by the method of isolation and negation. It isolates awareness to a given thing driven by its original knowledge and yearning for the ONE (call it God, Unity or Whatever), and then it negates such awareness (rendering it past) to preserve that original ONENESS above and beyond comparison or simulation -- immune to history.
Accordingly, the mind creates and destroys worlds and realities momentarily by isolating and negating (a process that is to the mind like breathing i.e. exhaling and inhaling)... You literally die and get reborn each moment. Each moment cells in your body are being annihilated and others generated in translation of the mind's code and its machination.
To the mind, the process is a 'survival' code.
Let it be known unto you that the mind's creation/destruction mode-of-operandi is directly responsible for your awareness to time passage (i.e. the past vs. future polarity) -- an awareness that literally runs our lives and how we perceive ourselves, the world and reality at large...
Dhumanos visited Destiny in her dreams and offered her the gift of a mirror. Destiny was a young girl of exceptional beauty, but there was no one (no otherness) in the room to receive and acknowledge such beauty... She looked at herself in the mirror and thought she was seeing the future, which automatically rendered her past to what she was seeing; and that is how she fell for History, his-story...
The most important currency in time is time itself; and time cannot be saved or spent, hurried or slowed. Its frozen inside itself... It is like when you jump up and down to prove to yourself you're real (that the moment is real) only to realize this is what has always been meant to happen at now and here.
Space and Time originated as a projection of Eve's dimension (SOUL) which is characterized by Hope (the belief that darkness can be lit and the unchangeable changed) and Love (the willingness to descend from the light into the dark realms in translation of such belief)....
For this simple reason Goodness and Hope somehow always prevail in this world that seems so Evil and hopeless... Space and time simply cannot conspire against the meaning that they translate: possibility; and possibility is what keeps the mightiest of beasts under check. They may use its dimension to resist change and deny hope, but what is possibility but hope in disguise...
"Let us gather an assembly together. Let us visit that creation of his. Let us send someone forth in it... the regions below. And I said these things to the whole multitude of the multitudinous assembly of the rejoicing Majesty. The whole house of the Father of Truth rejoiced that I am the one who is from them.... They charged me since I was willing. I came forth to reveal the glory to my kindred and my fellow spirits." (The Second Treatise of the Great Seth)
Space and Time are thus a translation of the meaning of possibility; they are activated by Eve's need to be who she already is and not her desire to become who she isn't.
Hence, the eyes should not be captured by the momentum of their own motion or distracted by the shadow of a world in sight from the finality of the basic laws that this world exist to translate.
After all, a mirror is deceiving cause it makes you forget its a mirror... You may look through the mirror to see what's possible and be taken by what you see; and you may look at it to check and see how reflective it is of the meaning of possibility itself.
Space and Time are characterized by a dream-like absurdity (i.e. the Possibility of the Impossible becoming Possible -- the possibility of being so absent in the wake of your overwhelming presence -- the possibility of being so outside yourself in the wake of being so inside of it.
The absurdity factor is designed to alert the dreamer to the fact that the reality inside the dream is unreal.
Otherwise, how can anything fall within space? How can that which is boundless by default mode be binding in any way or at any level? How can that which knows no beginning and no end, entertain finite entities that possess boundaries within. The very fabric of what we call 'reality' is so utterly unreal; and that is a truth meant to save us but ironically we seem to have lost our side of the deal...
In simple, The Past and The Future represent the most ancient conspiracy constructed against Eve (Sophia or The Soul) by way of forcing her outside herself, pushing the dreamer in her to be lost to the dream itself i.e. preventing awakening.
They are the ancient net and knife constructed to assassinate Adam's soul (Eve) by getting her entangled and imprisoned inside Events (Eve-Ends).
Events are translations of eve's motions (e-motions) and motion is ruled by the logic of causality which caters to the grand illusion of The Before and The After.
Every script operates by a code.
The code (one could say) is the meaning that the script originates to translate.
Meaning is a circle.
Its non-directional. It does not have a beginning or an end.
Its like the sun timeless and omnipresent...
Its just what it is - always inside itself...
So, what really determines a script's beginning and its ending?!
What accounts for its directional logic (its historicity)?!
Does the ending control the beginning or is it the other way around?!
If the ending controls the beginning then the ending must have already happened, and if the beginning controls the ending then the ending might as well never happen.
The world is obsessed by 'Its Ending'... So much so that its totally absent from the Code of Genesis - The Eden of Existence...
The world is consumed by the Addition Method and thus influenced to knitting a causal matrix of logic connecting events to cater to its endless hunger for meaning (for an end result or event that would justify all this counting).
They call it making history. But what is history really, and put all together does it ever make any sense?
1+1+1+1+1+1 always promises something rewarding in the end... Oh the excitement, the thrill of that long-anticipated '=' sign...
But what is an added 1 to the meaning of 1 itself?!! Where is the real connection?!
Events do not connect in reality, we make the connection in our minds. We add them up out of a deep hunger for meaning and glue them together by a sequential causal logic.
Consider the amount of freedom offered in this simple premise. Consider you're totally free from what just happened and equally free from what is just about to happen...
Consider you are free from your religion at birth, you're free from your nationality at birth, you're free from everything you've thought defines you right up till this very moment...
Consider you are free to simply 'be' outside the struggle of 'becoming'...
I'd like to call this Freedom the Achilles Code. You know Achilles (the Greek warrior who used to switch sides on the same battle chasing after the meaning itself as opposed to the sides of its dead container)...
BUT NO! Why does such freedom (you're God given right) seem so atheistic and evil, yet the identities constructed by the devil himself seem so divine and justified?!
One of the hardest truths for the world to confront is that there is no real point to history; There is no prize or medal at the end of the race - there is no special reward to any historical identity, in fact there is no end to race for. Point Blank!
We do not advance towards an end point anymore than the steps of a runner could ever advance towards the meaning of running itself.
I hate to break the mystery, but running is all about the steps while they advance and nothing about the direction they seem to advance towards.
Enjoy the run, forget the endless race...
Enjoy the sun, forget the endless space...
Life is death in slow motion, and death is life in speed motion. Matter is spirit solidified to let you dream yourself real, and spirit is matter liquefied to save you from the reel of your dream...
There is nothing real about reality. Once this simple premise is understood, there's no way one could still live reality in the morbid sense of realness that its physicality entails.
The DNA of reality defies the basic logic of realness. Perhaps that's why we hear them say 'The Miracle of Creation' and not 'The Logic of Creation'.
How can it be otherwise? Can the impossible be made possible without defeating the logic of possibility?!
What is a reality held together by a defeated logic other than magic?!
Logic says: reality at its realest is a dream that simply cannot be happening!
Magic says: the dream feels real and the feeling can be savored only if you're at peace with the terms and conditions of dreaming.
One of the basic terms of dreaming is that you never really know how and when you get into the middle of a dream or how or when you exit.
Isn't this exactly how we come to this world and how we depart it?
You cannot speed up or slow down a dream! You cannot hoard experiences or see more than what you're meant to see even when you're so sure you can!
You cannot own anything you think is yours even as you hold on to it so tightly.
You are at best an eye witnessing a reel spinning and at worst a limb struggling to feel real inside the reel! You must always remain aware you're dreaming and be ready to give it all up in any moment!
What's heartening then?!
Clinging on to physical reality like a parasite?!! Building empires of greed on a sleeping giant?
In short, reality at best, can only be felt, at worst you can try to reason it through!
Good luck with reasoning; and before you do that, keep in mind that reason exhausts its cause at the doorsteps of emotions. We're only compelled to reason by way of avoiding a feeling we despise or preserving a feeling we cherish.
Any further reasoning you believe you're buying into for some reason, even when you buy into the idea of reasoning your way into a great future, you're basically investing in a feeling (perhaps the feeling of being rich or great or whatever); and guess what? Feelings cannot be bought or sold, hurried or slowed! Feelings dawn on you in any time any place! So you might as well sell the currency.
So, are you ready for the flipside of logic? Are you ready for magic?
Your 'here' is unreal.
If it's real, then where is 'here'? In Space? How can something exist inside that which has no boundaries to begin with?
Your 'now' is unreal.
If it's real, the when is 'now'? In Time? How can something happen inside that which has no beginning and no end?!
Yes you can say: 'I am conscious of my 'here and now', it must then all be real and happening.'
I say true, consciousness constitutes the essential fabric of reality; but guess what? Consciousness is held together by logical absurdities. It is based on the possibility that the infinite and indivisible can be finite and divisible. Consciousness relies on the possibility that existence (call it the spirit, the self, or an Indivisible unity-of-presence) be divided into The Viewer and The Viewed; and mind you, without such division, without an interaction between A Viewer and A Viewed, there won't be any feedback loop for any conscious experience to hold.
Ok so what do we have here?
A logical impossibility constitutes the mathematics of any possible conscious experience?!!
This is like saying something can be made out of pure nothing.
Imagine! In every flux of human consciousness, we're simply translating the possibility of the impossible being made possible. Now tell me, how can such logic hold outside of a dream-like setting?!!
Let's put it in simpler terms! Let's just say in every flux of human consciousness we're translating a 'miracle'?
Let's call this miracle 'The Immaculate Conception'. The Possibility of bringing forth a Finite Duality from the womb of an Infinite Unity. Insane right?!!
Consciousness relies on a re-cognized feedback loop of thought. It requires a state of absence from the absoluteness it stands for - an absence that resembles sleeping inside a waking state. It requires a division within an Indivisible Unity – an angle within a circle. It entails the division of the Self into The Viewer and The Viewed and a certain delay for the feedback, a space-time interval.
The first logical absurdity needed for consciousness to hold is the notorious world-view that The Viewed (The World) lies outside and separate from The Viewer (The Self).
Accordingly, The Viewer is somehow required to assume absence from the surreal truth that The World lies within and imagine himself instead a numeric entity contained inside a world of numeric objects. While this is conditional for dreaming, it is however a recipe for coma (Sleep-death).
The existence of space-time dimension is a default translation of the essential need to be conscious. Consciousness projects space and time into presence momentarily.
In other words, we, those characters inside God's dream, bring forth space and time into presence to preserve and prolong the dream possibility by way of preserving and prolonging our characters (our significance) inside the dream on the expense of the Dreamer's awakening.
We do this out of a deep existential need 'to be and to avoid melting back into the dreamer's unconsciousness as he wakes up'.
We strive to hold on to what's 'real' inside the dream. Something about the dream must hold as real. Yet, this something can only be felt and not reasoned; perhaps that is why a very thin line separates between stoning a messiah and worshiping a devil for a 'good reason'.
We have this love/hate relationship with awakening (call it the truth, the core, God or whatever you wish). We worship it, yet we fear losing ourselves to it. We gravitate towards it, yet we fear being sucked by it. We try to assume its liking, yet we fear disappearing in the wake of its blinding presence.
We openly worship infinity, yet secretly despise its deafening silence. We strive hard to immerse ourselves inside the noise of space and time, always busy hopping back and forth between some past we regret and some future we desire by way of confirming the realness of our Now, like a blind man locked in a dark room singing only to confirm to his ears that he's there.
We create history and preserve it out of fear of infinity. We create geography and limit ourselves to its boundaries out of fear of the boundless.
Can you see the Frankensteinian logic in what we do?
We create, then we decide to lose our selves to our own creation forgetting that we were ever once The Creators in order that we feel our creation.
We trade all the reason in the world for a simple authentic feeling that validate our realness.
Doubt is the possibility of division and separation in the wake of a state of unity and wholeness.
Unity and wholeness is a state associated with The Realm of Spirit and is characterized by self-encirclement.
Self-encirclement means the absence of polarity between the self as a viewer and the self as an object of vision…
This basically implies that there is no motion stirred within the vortex of consciousness to necessitate any linear stream of thought-no drifting outside of the circle of the self to look back at it as a numeric 1-a numeric presence with extremities viewed from an external imaginary eye.
It also means absence of a story line (My-story not His-story), because history is about the possibility of dividing The Now into a past and a future and entertaining a polarity between the two.
But how can one divide the indivisible?!!
Thus, you can say that doubt is The Possibility of The Impossible in the wake of The Possible.
Authentic unity cannot be divided; yet doubt somehow makes this impossibility possible through the mind envisioning the division; and the moment this happens, one falls from The Realm of Spirit down to The Realm of Soul, from The Circle of Being into The Line of Becoming in what is similar to a dream-state springing forth from a waking state.
Thus doubt is like envisioning the absence of something in the wake of its obvious and shining presence… Its like the fear of losing something at the same time you are holding it.
Doubt is thus a logical absurdity-an absurdity made possible by the mere fact that the mind entertains the absurd possibility (however empty it is), allowing it to superimpose its deceptive mathematics upon the mind's view of reality.
In simple, doubt has no presence outside thought; and thus it can be simply negated by silencing the doubtful thought itself, forcing it to melt back seamlessly into the vortex of neutrality (neutral consciousness or rather unconsciousness).
Negating a doubtful thought is about stripping the attribute of unity from it. It is like saying 'no' to the numeric frame that hosts the thought in mind as an 'is' or a 'yes'.
A thought is like a frame, it must hold something within. A thought must be about something, it cannot be about nothing; and since a doubtful thought holds no form or substance within, it sustains an illusive presence by the mere possibility of the frame itself (An Image-less Frame).
It is like imagining that the apple which is right in front of your eyes non-existent using the very form of the apple itself to carry on the imagination.
In conclusion, doubt is the hollow form that clings on to any meaningful form reducing it into a numeric presence by way of negating its possibility (imagining the zero state of it).
Chadi B. Ghaith
Justice is the world of 'just is'; if you don't see justice in the world as is, then you probably are stuck in a world that 'just isn't'!
Its how the Law of the Universe works.
What you perceive to be evil at the script - level is a reflection of a lack of vision at code-level.
The Evil cannot harm you anymore than The Good can save you. Even more, crippling your mind in the name of The Good is worse than using it to do The Evil.
Look around you! If you don't like what you see, then you should stop liking what you can't see (i.e. Stop waiting for tomorrow to bring you the promised happiness you're seeking).
At least what you see and don't like calls for an immediate action, while what you like and can't see calls for nothing but waiting!
Waiting for a miracle to happen?
Most religions-inspired packages of good and evil endorse waiting as a way to solicit physical rewards from the heavens.
Being Good simply cannot ever mean more than respecting the Laws of the Universe. If your model of goodness projects an image of a helpless guy who prays every day waiting for heaven to unfold and release its rewards, I think you've mistaken a good person for a beggar!
If you're happy being a beggar, then why not?! A happy beggar calls for respect.
The trick is to replace the concept of 'Being Good' with 'Being Content' and spare the universe you're whining and groaning - your negative vibrations to be more technical.
Stop saying "why good things happen to bad people, and bad things happen to good people'.
Know what you want and more importantly, what you're NOT willing to do to get to what you want, in order to know what to expect and what you're not going to be disappointed over if you never get.
Life is death in slow motion, death is life in speed motion, and what I call “real” is, in actuality, more like an endlessly spinning reel, a story projected onto the movie screen of this earthly plane.
Matter is spirit solidified to let me dream myself real, and spirit is matter liquefied to save me from the reel of my own dream.
Logic is the glue that holds magic apart to prevent it from happening all at once and blowing my mind.
Who am I to be more spiritual than what simply matters?
Who am I to be more logical than what magic entails?
Who am I to be more real than the reel itself?
Who am I to quit dreaming?
Who am I to “get real”?
Real: You are at best what you can touch! That's what you are; so you better quit dreaming and get real.
Reel: well then, how come I can see much beyond what could ever be touched?! I am Eye, that's what I am.
Real: but you are inside reality! Are you not?
Reel: Where am I inside exactly?
Real: Lets just say you are Inside space!
Reel: One of the main conditions of being inside something is that this something must have a beginning and an end so that I know I am in it.
Does space has a beginning or an end? Do you honestly think I could be contained by space?!
Real: Yes, but you will die if you don't take 'space' seriously! You could be bruised by a sharp edge or even crushed by a huge object.
Reel: And what holds all the sharp edges from bruising me right this moment or the huge objects from crushing me as I speak for that matter?
Real: The Laws of Physics do. The physical conditions of your death has not been met yet. That's all what there is to it I'm afraid.
Reel: Do you honestly think 'I' could even die?!! Your laws are merely the wheel that prevents my reel from reeling upon itself. They have nothing to do with the magic of the reel itself.
I will only see what is meant to be seen.
Otherwise, can you tell me how I got here in space to begin with for you to tell how I leave and where I go after?!
Let me just say that my experience spinning across the wheels of time has taught me that an 'I' can never really die. It was created to begin with in order for it to be destroyed.
"I" is the Creator itself.
An 'I' can only be described; and everything I take to be 'real', every thought that crosses my mind, every action that imprints upon the tablet of space and time, including all (that which can and can't be touched) is at best a possible description of what this 'I' is.
I am simply beyond description
The challenge of the new world is knowing that nothing’s physically real, and that the rules no longer apply, without loosing your mind.
It all starts off simple, you remember the world and then the truth attacks, ‘How could the world have been real, don’t be so stupid, where was it then, in space, how can it be in space, space can’t have a boundary to be within.
You were living in your own mind, you made space so big so that you could hide the impossible edges.
You have been hiding from yourself.’ ‘But everyone else thought it was real’ ‘ Of course they did, you invented them…’.
In Mimadamos, you’ll be shown how nothing really makes sense, the world is indefensible. Its made of the fabric of dreams and held together by logical absurdities.
You try to pick at nooks and crannies, something to grasp in order to defend that you were real.
Like I remember the time when I did something so hard, what an achievement and what I had to go through. All that effort it must have been real, if it was my illusion then why didn’t I always win?
And here comes the real horrific part – the blackhole of our core belief system…
The ego thinks that it can prove itself to be real via great deeds, hardship and suffering,
The pain tries to make it real if you see what I mean. Like a kind of martyrdom, ‘Of course it was real, did you see what you had to endure, would you have dreamt that?’ But yes you would…
At such moment, all the fluff drifts away. The years do not stick, time that made things seem permanent floats off. You may be 33 at such moment, but your life would seem to have taken only moments, a dream you woke from no less.
So the ego goes searching for memorable things, big things. It’s hard to explain but if you did this or that, then it all must have happened.
And in that vain attempt here comes the real sucker punch:
Drifting into the core you seem to be in the presence of God, God communicates with you; like it was God who was telling you all along that you were not real… At such moment you simply wanna fall (and risk it all) in return for a confirmation of your presence…
Your ego will tell you: remember you’re a Jew, a Christian a Moslem or whatever…Remember, you’re American or Chinese or whatever, remember you were baptized, remember you have a birthmark on your chest etc….
It will attempt to pull you back into the dream offerring you the role of all roles, the Crucifixion-rank (The Messiah role) – an invitation to death in order that you feel alive and present; and this is the ultimate test…
Nothing but a bloody vain attempt by the ego to try to suggest that it is real:
‘I am the messiah for God’s sake, I gave my life for them, I suffer here in the core for them, and I will go back and tell them the truth, I must be real!!!!
‘You are not a Jew, or Christian or Moslem! You’re not American or Chinsese…. Huh what is a Christian – a Moslem – a Jew – an American – an Israeli, a Lebanese? You made that up in your delusion.
None of it is real, none of it, and you are pathetic, who do you think you are?’
It’s horrific. Nothing holds in the core, you become the dreamer and the dream at once.
In the middle there is nothing other than you. In the middle you realize that the God you think you’ve been talking to is yourself, and I still wonder about that, am I the only one here?
When you reinforce the obvious, you actually doubt it.
No to no = a “yes” bigger than words and larger than life.
The manifested world is run by a set of rules that are instantly and continuously broken by the mind. These laws are merely a mathematical framework for the mind, but when manifested in "reality," they appear unbreakable. You may know these rules as the Laws of Physics.
If you connect opposites and look past these laws in an attempt to see the infinite in "reality," you destroy your concept of the universe!
The mind destroys and rebuilds the universe every second, yet we cling to "reality" like parasites, constantly requiring reassurance that it's real.
The mind expands endlessly by trying to imagine the infinite; due to logic, this expansion cannot end.
As the mind visualizes more and more space, it eventually inverts its vision and stops looking.
Hence, the mind’s reaction to the logic of infinity is the magical force that brings the finite into presence from nothingness.
Accordingly, mind power is not measured by how much more you can know, but rather by your ability to withstand the propensity of wanting to know more, the “side step!”
This ability is referred to in the ancient wisdom as the power of negation; it’s the mind's sensitivity to the infinite (its power to react to the infinite instantaneously).
This powers human consciousness, which is characterized by the mind framing a concept as a numeric 1 by way of negating its semblance to the original unframable unity (the divine ONENESS), stripping its alleged mystery and subjecting it to history.
According to this logic, the human mind reacts to God momentarily through a forbidden mechanism that brings human consciousness into existence.
As you harness a greater awareness to the power of negation, you develop a dialogue between your mind and the infinite or divine, characterized by the acceleration of meaningful events (coincidences) in your life to the point where logic shakes hands with magic and choice becomes one with fate.
Mimadamos reveals the machinations of this dialogue in a timeless narrative that enters the mind without knocking.
Journey through Mimadamos (The Soul of Adam) and discover the ancient forbidden power negation.