tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-154094932011-12-13T19:53:32.524-08:00infinite love . . ? absolute truth . . ? the hole truth... &amp; nuthin butter. .? immortal life...?david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.comBlogger411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-61182977281882146812010-05-28T17:35:00.000-07:002010-05-28T18:00:16.350-07:00As we watch<br />and feel <br />the great outpouring <br />a mile deep<br />from the bottom <br />of the Gulf of Mexico <br />of the dark liquid<br />we run our world on <br />now<br /><br />as if it is some great toxic foreign maliciousness<br />it's important to realize<br />where did it come from <br />how did it get here<br />and what is it <br />really...<br /><br />I'm told that as recently as 10,000,000 years ago <br />the Earth was a forest planet<br />covered with among other things <br />12 different varieties of Redwood trees<br />that it really was a planet of the apes<br />as several different versions of our ancestors<br />enjoyed life in the trees...<br /><br />Trees job is to collect, absorb,<br />and metabolize solar radiation<br />for the planet<br />by rearranging water and soil into solar collectors...<br /><br />As a forest lives and dies by seasons<br />laying down layers of leaves and needles<br />(old spent solar collectors)<br />seeds and branches<br />creating eons of dark rich soils<br />these eventually become buried <br />under layers of rock, sediments, and stone<br />that press down on these ancient forests<br />and if enough pressure is applied over a long enough time<br />there's coal, diamonds, or oil... <br />the distilled remnant of our ancient forests<br />the Earths solar receptors...<br />the liquefied version of ancient sunny days<br />the encyclopedia of ancient afternoons...<br /><br />the recorded memory of the weather<br />now gumbo and lubricant for the world<br />that the Earth for reasons as yet unknown <br />has decided in the few short 130 years to<br />use humanity to extract from it's depths<br />and disperse up into its atmosphere<br />converting from rock and liquid<br />to gaseous state at such a rate<br />that we have come to the brink of our own ending..<br />self annihilation...<br />and the Earth will go on <br />barely registering us in the geological record<br />as the agency or mechanism it used to perform <br />this recycling of the ancient forests' chemical essences<br />into atmospheric constituencies <br />for what purpose?<br /><br />But right now<br />our whole world <br />is coming awake <br />to the need <br />to come to consciousness<br />to realize our full potential<br />as Earth born cosmic citizens <br />not just as Earthly mechanisms...<br /><br />To responsibly apply the break<br />to this process of recycling the ancient forest energies<br />while we still have a chance <br />to create a world we can live in sustainably...<br /><br />Because if we were to pump all the oil out of the ground<br />would we still be able to live here...?<br /><br />We have a chance right now <br />to embark on an evolutionary step<br /><br />by moving away from fossil fuel<br />and towards the application of our genius<br />to discover new ways of living on Earth<br />with the Earth...<br />Like the exploration and recovery of <br />subtle energy science, engineering, and technologies<br />that appears to have been common knowledge<br />to our ancestors a mere 5,000 years ago... <br />Like developing the most efficient methods of <br />direct solar collection... <br />seeing as how most means of energy production <br />we use as a society (oil,coal, wood)<br />originate with the Sun...<br />and even our food consumption is <br />based on the nutritional value derived from<br />eating food we grow that collects <br />solar energy... <br />or we eat flesh of creatures that <br />eat other organisms that collect solar radiation...<br />In other words its no wonder there are ancient religious practices<br />for giving thanks to the Sun...<br />Because basically<br />We eat the Sun!!!<br />In fact if the food we eat doesn't have enough sunlight in it<br />we can't live off it...<br />no matter how glitzy the packaging, stock price, or projected market share!<br /><br />So it's all about how we harvest the sunlight<br />what is good for us...all<br />not just a few of us<br />but all of humanity<br />forever...<br />or else what are we all doing this world for...<br />because it is clear that if we are not all <br />living our lives optimally for the betterment of our selves AND everyone else<br />we all die<br />a little at a time <br />but eventually we all die until there is nothing of us left<br />if we're all living for the aggrandizement of the few<br />no one wins, and we all die...<br />whereas if we live and work for the betterment of all life <br />for the seventh generation in the future<br />making out daily and long term decisions <br />based on what is good for <br />our great great great great grandchildren <br />we may have a chance of creating a world <br />they might cherish <br />because we communicated our love to them<br />by leaving a healthy, vibrant world<br />for them to pass on...<br /><br />we have as usual<br />a chance to choose consciousness<br />or not...<br />may cooler heads prevail...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-6118297728188214681?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-43209328418120470882010-02-13T03:08:00.000-08:002010-02-13T03:12:09.474-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ro8PRD8_hVQ/S3aI-xzAUxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oyIx6S8mCL0/s1600-h/IMG_2066.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ro8PRD8_hVQ/S3aI-xzAUxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oyIx6S8mCL0/s320/IMG_2066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437684212196987666" /></a><br /><br />Q<br /><br />hello brother...sorry to disturb<br /><br />1:28am<br />David<br /><br />sup<br /><br /><br />1:30am<br />Q<br /><br />i have been going thru much of late, my father passing, end of relationship...but i am experiencing energy in the form of panic attacks and anxiety. can't sleep. im just reaching out...<br /><br />1:31am<br />David<br /><br />how old are you<br /><br />1:31am<br />Q<br /><br />46<br /><br />1:31am<br />David<br /><br />when is your birth day<br /><br />and what time<br /><br />1:31am<br />Q<br /><br />july 14, 1963...10:49pm<br /><br /><br />1:32am<br />David<br /><br />where<br /><br />1:32am<br />Q<br /><br />brooklyn, new york<br /><br />1:39am<br />David<br /><br />do you know much about astrology<br /><br />1:39am<br />Q<br /><br />a little. i mean i embrace it but don't study other than thru reading your work and some freinds<br /><br />1:40am<br />David<br /><br />has your father passed<br /><br />1:40am<br />Q<br /><br />yes<br /><br />1:40am<br />David<br /><br />when<br /><br />1:41am<br />Q<br /><br />early summer.....June<br /><br />i was in line to see Amma and he passed. i am just feeling so strange in my mind and body.<br /><br />1:42am<br />David<br /><br />has the intensity of the reality of this been increasing this week<br /><br />1:43am<br />Q<br /><br />oh yeah...worst ever. no sleep. fear. panic attacks. my life is becoming so crazy. i hve never been this way before<br /><br /><br />1:43am<br />David<br /><br />meditation?<br /><br />1:44am<br />Q<br /><br />no i haven't.<br /><br />1:44amDavid<br /><br />standing on your head<br /><br />1:44am<br />Q<br /><br />i stopped my practice...felt so lost...<br /><br />no standing either<br /><br />1:44am<br />David<br /><br />hot tub<br /><br />1:44am<br />Q<br /><br />no<br /><br />1:44am<br />David<br /><br />hot springs<br /><br />sweat lodge<br /><br />1:46am<br />Q<br /><br />no. money has been sparse. laid off. i became claustrophobic thru all this. a sweat lodge would be difficult for me. i've done them in the past. damn what is happening to me brother!!?<br /><br />1:47am<br />David<br /><br />i have some good news<br /><br />1:48am<br />Q<br /><br />yes? i would love to know<br /><br />1:48am<br />David<br /><br />i saved ten dollars on my car insurance...<br /><br />1:49am<br />Q<br /><br />~smiling~....i set myself up for that one i guess.<br /><br />1:50am<br />David<br /><br />the reason the father realization had intensified this week is the Sun passed your Saturn 3 days ago in the 12th house<br /><br />what this means<br /><br />both planets are the father archetypes<br /><br />alpha males<br /><br />pissing contest<br /><br />the 12th house is the house of dreams<br /><br />and connecting with the collective unconscious<br /><br />SAturn is also the planet of Karmic lesson<br /><br />1:54am<br />David<br /><br />with your SAt. in the 12th it means your Karmic lesson has to do with connecting with the collective human unconscious<br /><br />consider that<br /><br />1:55am<br />Q<br /><br />that explains the doom feeling i suppose. the fear. unrelenting fear. like a child left alone.<br /><br />1:55am<br />David<br /><br />some of what you have been feeling<br /><br />may not be yours<br /><br />that the grieving process of your fathers passing may be serving<br /><br />to drop you in touch with<br /><br />the frequencies of fear<br /><br />associated with the father, abandonment<br /><br />that the collective feels is feeling and has always felt<br /><br />and that<br /><br />you as an infinite immortal child of the light<br /><br />that has chosen to incarnate at this time to assist with the rest of this soul group<br /><br />to dispell the frequencies of fear on the planet<br /><br />by dispelling the frequencies of fear within<br /><br />yourself<br /><br />and<br /><br />that this is not something one can do<br /><br />be remaining in the everythings alright side of life<br /><br />but only by moving through the course of trial<br /><br />of feeling loss<br /><br />can you or i or anyone come up to bat<br /><br />to came awake to<br /><br />to come awake in the midst<br /><br />of the agony that has been the emotional truth for the human experience since we created this place<br /><br />of experiencing the illusion of the separation from the one<br /><br />in that moment of<br /><br />experiencing<br /><br />the suck and yuk<br /><br />if we can remember our infinitude<br /><br />think infinite thoughts<br /><br />connect with the infinite<br /><br />we change the pattern for all<br /><br />if we can come awake<br /><br />in the midst of the fear<br /><br />and angxiety<br /><br />and chose<br /><br />to give the universe, the infinite, divinity<br /><br />our undivided attention<br /><br />willing ly<br /><br />without reservation<br /><br />and even with glee<br /><br />for the communion<br /><br />we have then<br /><br />changed the world<br /><br />we are then<br /><br />doing exactly what the universe<br /><br />wants most of us<br /><br />we are exactly where the universe wants us to be<br /><br />and we can go on from here<br /><br />it is easy<br /><br />2:08am<br />Q<br /><br />i understand...but my God...i feel so small and weak....i want to FEEL connected. to KNOW.<br /><br />2:09am<br />David<br /><br />to have a spiriutual<br /><br />practice<br /><br />when life is easy<br /><br />but this is the time you were practicing for<br /><br />because now<br /><br />if you can practice<br /><br />in the midst of the trial<br /><br />it will be that much stronger in the easy times<br /><br />becasue you are being tested<br /><br />you are meant to feel small and weak<br /><br />otherwise there is no test<br /><br />the conditions are ripe for your success<br /><br />in this<br /><br />it is simple<br /><br />you are being drawn into<br /><br />a place<br /><br />that only you can go<br /><br />the journey is assured<br /><br />even the outcome is assured<br /><br />the witnessings is entirely up to you<br /><br />got to the center<br /><br />and invoke<br /><br />2:14am<br />Q<br /><br />i see...i feel this to be true.<br /><br />2:14am<br />David<br /><br />the light<br /><br />got to the center of the pain<br /><br />the darkest place you can imagine<br /><br />without resistance<br /><br />and call unto<br /><br />your love<br /><br />call unto your beloved<br /><br />and receive<br /><br />embrace<br /><br />2:17am<br />Q<br /><br />i am trembling....<br /><br />2:17am<br />David<br /><br />let go of circumstance<br /><br />journey<br /><br />to the center<br /><br />surrender to your beloved<br /><br />2:20am<br />Q<br /><br />yes.......yes........yes<br /><br />2:20am<br />David<br /><br />thank you<br /><br />2:20am<br />Q<br /><br />i will take these words with me my brother. i love you takig this time with me<br /><br />2:21am<br />David<br /><br />when you can feel the tingle of gratitude moving thoughout your body<br /><br />for the gift of all the contributors to your trial<br /><br />you know it is done<br /><br />2:25am<br />David<br /><br />if you feel a panic coming on use it as and experiment...to test out gratitude<br /><br />graditude<br /><br />grad<br /><br />uation<br /><br />2:26am<br />Q<br /><br />that is HUGE!!<br /><br />never looked at it that way<br /><br />2:27am<br />David<br /><br />that is our mission<br /><br />that is how we can use our freewill<br /><br />to save the world<br /><br />by coming conscious in the midst of the suck<br /><br />so that the yuk becomes a tool of retraining oneself<br /><br />to respond with yum<br /><br />so fear becomes a trigger for our new healthy pattern of remembering to connect with the infinite<br /><br />our beloved<br /><br />which of course only can create a spiral<br /><br />of more gratitude<br /><br />other wise we have a chose<br /><br />choice<br /><br />to succumb<br /><br />to the usual response of panic<br /><br />illusion<br /><br />...<br /><br />ya know<br /><br />it's kind of<br /><br />an amazing thing<br /><br />2:31am<br />Q<br /><br />indeed....i am feeling your words like manna from heaven.<br /><br />2:32am<br />David<br /><br />when ya think about it<br /><br />that an infinite immortal being<br /><br />can be afraid of something<br /><br />can be so caught up in the movie<br /><br />that they think<br /><br />themselves<br /><br />less than<br /><br />small<br /><br />less than infinite<br /><br />but<br /><br />what an amazing game<br /><br />we kids have created huh<br /><br />?<br /><br />2:34am<br />Q<br /><br />~smiling~ yes indeed we have. you know<br /><br />for many years i was drawn to you and your energy from way back on Tribe, all your adventures and pics.....now i know why.<br /><br />2:35am<br />David<br /><br />we are infinite we live forever<br /><br />yet<br /><br />2:35am<br />Q<br /><br />i remember u standing one rocks on some cliff with your van in the background, and i thought that fels so free.<br /><br />2:35am<br />David<br /><br />Q<br /><br />no matter how infinite and immortal we are<br /><br />the emotional truth<br /><br />is what we are here<br /><br />to experience<br /><br />remember<br /><br />it was supposed to be fun<br /><br />this "reality" thing<br /><br />but the truth is<br /><br />only what is infinite is real<br /><br />if it isnt infinite<br /><br />it isnt real<br /><br />?<br /><br />2:38am<br />Q<br /><br />word!!<br /><br />2:38am<br />David<br /><br />practice<br /><br />2:39am<br />Q<br /><br />PRACTICE!! so be it!<br /><br />i will take this in my heart and say go(o)dnight to u brother! i will thank u with my further practice<br /><br />2:40am<br />David<br /><br />this is the walking the talk part<br /><br />bless and rainbow dreams<br /><br />2:40am<br />Q<br /><br />ain't that the truth<br /><br />peace brother<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-4320932841812047088?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-86779873124523128722010-02-12T04:18:00.001-08:002010-02-12T13:45:02.866-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ro8PRD8_hVQ/S3VHUv9069I/AAAAAAAAABw/K6QNixNuHm0/s1600-h/IMG_1993.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ro8PRD8_hVQ/S3VHUv9069I/AAAAAAAAABw/K6QNixNuHm0/s320/IMG_1993.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437330546918484946" /></a><br />L. February 10 at 3:47pm<br />hello again david..so i suppose my true reason for opening this up..is i'm really reaching out for help..most of the time i feel scared i' going to run out of faith before i get there..where ever there is..i almost feel as if part my soul..my essence has been torn away..and i cant feel find all the love i know is there to help me heal..feel very empty and scared..trying to hang on through the fear to get to..? something better , something whole..something connected..any ideas???? thank you again..<br />whew..that was hard...namaste' L.<br /><br />Dae February 12 at 4:01am<br />L.<br />thank you so much for reaching out in this way<br />your inquiry is so succinct and indeed precious<br />that i feel it might be good to get peoples input<br />and response...<br /><br />from time to time i get asked questions<br />and when i think others might benefit from witnessing the exchange<br />i post them in my notes<br />being careful to first anonymize them by taking out any identifying or traceable references...<br /><br />about the specific questions you illuminated in your note:<br /><br />i heard a great quote today from Robert Tennyson Stevens, " fear is faith returning"<br /><br />the word crisis means something has to change it cant remain the same...in astrology we use this to describe the mid-life crisis series of planetary transits like the Uranian opposition at 40-41 where Uranus the planet of consciousness, divine mind, intuition, radical change and wyrd-ness gets to be 180 degrees from where it was at the moment of your birth...<br />this is then usually followed by the Neptune square from about 41-43/44 where Neptune the planet of illusions, imagination, disillusionment, and vision, the path of dispelling illusions and your path of compassion gets to be 90 degrees from where it was at the moment of your birth...<br /><br />it sounds to me like you are in chrysalis<br />that you have a reference...something that you are comparing your present state with...which means that some part of you<br />is there already, remaining in that state of alrightness for you to know or contrast with your present situation...how is that? how did that happen?<br /><br />imagine that each one of us is an infinite immortal being or child of the light...forever held in the heart and mind of the divine as perfect...<br />that we were each there at the beginning, are now and will forever be in the presence of the one...and that there isnt anything that we could ever do that would make the universe stop loving the beegeeberz outta us, each and every part of us, even for one instant...<br />there is no immortal part of us that can ever be lost...and only what is infinite is real... if it isn't infinite it isn't real...<br /><br />it sounds to me that you are exercising your faith...which is something we all must learn to do like we exercise our muscles<br />to do this we must go to the edge beyond our limits<br />we must test and be tested...we must be invested and risk<br />or feel we have something on the line in order to gain the full benefit of the trial...<br />we must have the experience of the risk of loss...<br />to overcome the blindness of our immortal nature<br />to really learn what it is to be human<br />but once having immersed ourselves in this world<br />as completely as we can<br />the challenge is to bring forth<br />the infinite<br />from within us<br />to remember the infinite<br />in our most pressing moment<br />this changes everything forever for every one<br />becasue once we remember the infinite<br />we are thinking infinite thoughts<br />and there is no room for what isnt infinite to enter in<br />and by doing this we have change the pattern<br />the pattern of panic and fear that could before so easily consume our every waking thought and pervade our actions and choices<br />but once we think the infinite thought<br />in our darkest moment:<br />we create a new pattern or habit of possibility of remembering the infinite next time, remembering who we really are and where we really come from and why it is we chose to come to earth the next time we feel fear, doubt, anger, confusion...to the point where these things over time can become triggers for remembering to practice thinking infinite thoughts and connecting with our immortal nature<br />eventually we realize these things like fear are our friends, our teachers, our angels, our divine mesengers, our gifts, our blessings, our opportunities<br />to remember being our truest selves...<br />this is a spiritual practice...full time and full on...<br />and i realize this "hard"<br />but consider the alternative:<br />just being or feeling afraid...in the dark and lost lands...endlessly...<br /><br />about the part in your note where you say that you almost feel as if a part of your soul... your essence has been torn away...<br />you can not lose what it infinite about you...<br />you can only lose what you need to<br />that emptiness that is left is important to honor<br />and not try to fill in with anything<br />it is precious...and sacred...look there now<br />see what there is to see in that emptiness...<br />listen...witness...the silence...the vastness<br />the simplicity...the rawness... the realness and the unreal...<br />take courage...you are loved and held and cherished<br />the universe delights in you...in your innocence, wonder, and awe...<br /><br />welcome to the great mystery...<br /><br />recently i have glimpsed and witnessed<br />death...and grief<br />that sometimes marks us for a lifetime<br />leaving us lost in doubt and anger and fear and "unconsoulable" madness...and lost in the apparent futility of life on earth...<br />the emptiness of life...<br />leaves us near paralysis<br /><br />i think about the prisoner<br />held in the dark<br />with nothing but a sliver of light from under the door<br /><br />and time<br /><br />...<br /><br />and i know that every moment i spend out in the world<br />breathing free fresh air<br />every time i chose to exercise the gift of this body<br />is precious<br />gratitude...<br />i chose not to waste one second waiting<br />for anything...<br />as soon as i find myself waiting i think about the prisoners<br />and i give thanks and live<br />live as large as i can in that moment<br />taking back my life from waiting<br />realizing that phrase from the scripture<br />that the "kingdom of god is with you"<br />the realm of the infinite is with me<br />and i can chose at any moment<br />to dwell consciously<br />in the fields<br />of the infinite...<br />this choice is forever ours<br />to reclaim...<br />to practice...<br />to real...ize<br /><br />bless<br />dae<br /><br />L.<br />it was a bit late when i wrote that and i just remembered one of the most important things i meant to say...:<br /><br />when we give the universe our undivided attention <br />there isnt anything else we have to do and no place else we have to be <br />we begin to feel that we are in the center <br />and that we can go from here<br />we are doing then exactly what the universe wants of us<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-8677987312452312872?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-26483312405467445312010-02-12T02:14:00.000-08:002010-02-12T02:16:36.614-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ro8PRD8_hVQ/S3Uqd3kLXnI/AAAAAAAAABo/ypR5GbChnHI/s1600-h/emergence+promo+foto+1.5.2010+sunflowers++copy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ro8PRD8_hVQ/S3Uqd3kLXnI/AAAAAAAAABo/ypR5GbChnHI/s320/emergence+promo+foto+1.5.2010+sunflowers++copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437298817740004978" /></a><br /><br />sometimes when we're just walking down a familiar path that we know should only take us a few moments or hours to get to our destination...we suddenly find ourselves being drawn off to the side into the weeds...sidetracked...way laid...drawbacks...setbacks... time passes...weeks maybe months of constantly struggling to get back...get back to at least yesterdays problems...our familiar stuggles...but no...we are out there now in the unfamiliar... definitely not in control of anything but being able to choose how we take all of this, how we live with these disappointments...how we live each second knowing we are way the heck out there...on some danged adventure in the unknown...trying our level headed best not to hurt or harm ourselves or our chances... trying to recover, remember, return to the simple path...but the universe has other plans...as we turn over every stone...follow every lead...learning the intricacies of this wilderness, our predicament and what the universe is trying to teach us...holding us by our big toe...lovingly?...we live our doubts...in our hall of mirrors...and knowing all this is not enough to return us to the path...there is progress only when there is progress...but not due to anything we may have done... but we follow through completely on everything that might be a solution...might turn the tide...might be the way back...we follow every glimmer of light...stumbling around in the weeds...<br /><br />perhaps one day a moment comes when we find our way back to the path<br />to the safe and known...stumbling out of the woods...we realize where we are...it looks strangely familiar because we of course have never seen it from this direction before<br />having now unwittingly explored beyond the hinterland one might have seen from our old familiar path...before...before our unwilling journey...our apparently necessary journey into the changed for ever...that time we spent, gone, never to return...we are somehow expanded by all this ..as our familiar path of course seems strange as we hurt from our ache for it...and<br /><br />we begin again on our way that should be only a few short steps away from our goal<br />but then our confusion and exuberance and resentment at the universe for making us go through all that...are all boiled up together in the moment of each footfall on our path...our cherished path...if we can only get there...then everything will be alright everything will go as planned everything once again becomes possible...for our happily ever after...<br /><br />but if we wish to include everything becoming possible in our adventure...then everything will from time to time show up...and not always to our liking...<br />but then this is all conjecture because<br />we...you can't go home again...cant go down to the same river twice they say...<br />and sure enough the hall of mirrors reveals itself again and you discover that you may or may not have been on your actual path back home...but at least you have found yesterdays problems just where and how you left them..unresolved...so now that you've enjoyed the moments of exuberance thinking you have made it back...you are found back at the beginning of your problem...now what have you learned in all this time in the weeds that you can apply to the old problem that you didnt know before...<br />cuz maybe thats what this whole thing has been about some precious little tidbit that the universe wanted you to have...and this delay this setback was the most expeditious way for you to get the delivery...?? or the universe is just messin'with ya...wanting and waiting for us to get the joke on us...<br />we're immortal and none of this matters really...the universe just wanted to catch us in our moment of attachment to remind us to remember what's really important...or not...our choice really...<br /><br />either way we dont move forward until we do something right...if we can only figure out like a rat in a maze which combination of jesters which prayer sequence will get the danged pellet of food to tumble down the shute...but then it isnt about all that either ...this after trying the same combination so many times because we think it's right...we think it SHOULD WORK...WE JUST WANT THE DANGED THING TO WORK ...WE JUST WANT THIS FREAKIN NIGHTMARE TO BE OVER WE JUST WANT OUR LIFE BACK...<br /><br />it really doesnt matter though because like the baby in the highchair screaming for attention we dont get to go until we get it right...& looking back after we figure it out knowledge is the key...how much execution does it take to elicite the right knowledge to tumble down the shute...?<br /><br />along the way of course, especially as hours turn to days turn to weeks there is plenty of time to wonder of our predicament ...to philosophize about ones life and current circumstance so like Job sitting in sackcloth in the dust and ashes of his former prosperous life surrounded by his 3 "friends" trying to figure out why this is happening... what did we do wrong to deserve gods wrath ...because god does'nt make mistakes ..if something bad is happening to us we must have done something wrong...right?...wrong<br /><br />but we take our life apart anyway piece by piece...navel gazing...examining every detail that has led us to this moment of crisis...where crisis is defined as the state where something has to change, it can't remain the same..what have we to learn from this...and when we determine that we havent done anthing wrong we have tured over every stone we could in ernest with pure heart, taken advantage of every opportunity to resolve our dilema...then we can only proceed with determining what the heck is wrong with our relationship to the universe that it has to come to this....<br />maybe we need an upgrade to a clearer communication ...<br /><br />but the thing is through our examination we realize beyond all doubt that there is no way to give up...failure is not an option ...we cant back up and there is no do over or reset button...we can not turn around we cannot retreat we can not surrender...we can not stand still here in this threshold of crisis forever...we... must... be ...born...forth...or reborn but we cant stay here and we have to move...forward..................the pressure is unbearable...yet we bear it and we use it and we center in it and slow ly inperceptably at first....there is a change...before we know it the page has turned...<br />leaving us with the chose of resentment or not...<br /><br />oh oh what is that...is that progress...is there truely a sign of the familiar...oh is it working...is our life workign again...are we in the right flow again...is our life moving in the right direction again after all this time...and it was only that little thing after all that we didnt know about that was holding it up and voila<br />presto chango movement...progress...freedom<br /><br />when i was in the midst of this i saw something...it was in that moment i was writing this and the computer froze and crashed for the umpteenth time over the past 3 weeks continuing to hold hostage the final cut of the movie ive just spent the last 5 months creating...every time i would try to export or burn the DVD to get the final cut of the movie out of the computer which can take up to 8- 9 hours... the computer would freeze up . .. .... . ...... .. ... .<br />The movie is about two previously unknown archeological sites i discovered in Big Sur,CA over the past 16 years...that i feel may be connected with the Hopi story of the survivors of the last world destruction/ purification by flood by the nephew of the great spirit at the end of the 3rd world age and their place of emergence into this the 4th world, 5 to 10 thousand years ago...<br />as i was composing the part about findin' ones way back to the path the computer gliched up and i had to shut it off and i thought i'd lost the first 5 paragraphs of this piece...but the next day when i opened the computer it was still there as it was when i had to shut it down...but in those 12 hours having thought i'd lost the work...a question came...<br /><br /><br />what are the weeds!<br /><br />growing up and learning to grow a vegetable garden i was told weeds are those pesky little things that grow profusely without permission where we dont want them...yet<br /><br />as i'm stumbling around out there trying to "get back" to the simple path...trying everything i can think of through my grief and fear and disgust and resignation...and did i mention disgust...at why this is taking place why is this necessary why can it just be easy and effortless instead of this long ordeal<br />why cant i just birth the movie...you see in the past 3 years i have self -published 11 books and 2 feature length movies...and this some form of last minute complications has happened with just about every one ....every<br />and i for one would so love for this to evolve to the harmonious rung of the spiral...<br /><br />so...i'm out there in the weeds bemoaning my fate...when the computer freezes as these black lines that look like I Ching hexagrams cover the screen... blinking...on and off at some random interval...<br />cosmic morse code? i ache for the loss of those thoughts i just spent that time pouring myself my mind and heart into to leave some record for you who might know what i mean about all this...something said i should try to write about my insight while still in the midst of the trial...before the resolution...<br /><br />so it suddenly occurs to me to look down at the weeds...<br />to realize what the weds are<br />when i was a kid getting lost in the woods was a favorite pastime<br />to the point where as an adult i carried on with this though now calling it bushwacking...<br />or scouting...as in scouting for a site for a rainbow gathering...whcich ive had the pleasure and privilege of doing several times all over the country and even in Africa...<br />so im very familiar with being lost in the wilderness...lost in the weeds<br />and<br />being found...finding oneself...back in the known<br />the weirdness of one moment being lost and two steps later feeling found...<br />same earth... what's changed... perception ...something inside me...head and heart<br />the thing is<br />that if you've been through it enough you know the signs of being close to being found...<br />and sometimes you remember in that moment of being found<br />to look back...to glimpse back at where you just came from...that seemingly hostile and foreboding and ominous place...that you held in your head a few moments ago as the world...<br />the unknown was alive and talking with you... even if you weren't enjoying it<br />the scarry parts were all about you as you were desperately trying to find your way back to something familiar in your jaunt off the map...<br />but somewhere out there in the woods or the weeds you may have seen something beautiful...the way the sunlight came through the leaves of the trees...the smell of the dampness of the grass<br />the deep yellow of a dandelion you ate to bolster your liver and kidneys...the flight of a wild bird singing overhead...that moment you found yourself face to face with a wild animal and you both froze and considered one another for that long moment...before the spell was broken and one or the other of you continued on your way...<br /><br />the weeds are those little tiny green numbers streaming down the screen in The Matrix...each one is made up of energy...the energy of the universe...infinite, ever-present, almighy, conscious love...<br />the weeds and our little journey into them...our little side track...our little bump in the road...our little twilight zone episode is just the universe loving the beegeebers outta us...? ?? ?? ? ???? right?.... he types as he keeps hitting the save draft button just in case the computer...or the universe in the orm of the compute decides that now is the time the perfect time the ever perfect time for the I Ching hexagram computer freeze...<br /><br />the weeds are the universe to... the weeds and our unexpected, reluctant,and unwanted journey into them are another expression of the universe taking us by the hand and leading us along the path it would have us walk that we might be the best version of ourselves...??even though it sure as Hecate doesn't feel like it at the time...but feels more like we've reached beyond our limit of frustration...to the poin tof despair...but with out being able to give up...<br />the weeds are the reality that is happening while we're making other plans...<br />the weeds and these wild forays into our wilderness are what make the safe and simple path we were trying so desparately to get back to seem so tamed, strange, and unfamiliar like a long lost pair of pants or shoes...when we actually make it back there...there...the warm and safe and as the wilderness recedes back into the missed we return to missing more of the present than that...<br />when we arrive back in the known the wilderness is no longer the unknown but now is joined into our map of our world...our personal landscape of the universe...horizons expanded we go on business as usual...but with a question...<br /><br />the day after i realized the question of<br />what are the weeds...i discovered that the I Ching Hexagram computer freeze thing was being caused by the computer overheating the video card...and all i had to do was keep it cool and i'd be able to burn the DVD of the movie and carry on like every other human being...keeping it cool at certain times meant sticking a package of frozen blackberries under the computer...and another time it meant leaving the computer by an open window all night through the burning process...and at dawn a fresh DVD of my movie popped out of the computer and i sleeping on the floor next to it woke right up to that sound and put in another DVD to burn the second copy while the burning was good...<br /><br />On Friday Jan 29th, three weeks, that's 21 days from the day when the computer holding my movie hostage for the ransom of patience began...on that same day, Jan 8th, i had to move out of the hotel i'd been staying in since the Autumnal Equinox, Sept. 21st...and have been air mattress surfing here in L.A. since...trying to finish the movie...so on Friday at Sunset i stood in line at the Venice Post office a hair past closing time and sent out a tested and approved copy of the DVD to amazon.com via certified mail to make it available in 2 to 4 weeks online as a digital download and a DVD.... then i walked the block and half to the beach and preformed my personal Conscious Evolution Day Global quiet Sunet/ Full Moon Rise Meditation...<br />at that moment the full Moon and Mars were rising together in the Leo in the east...while the Sun and Venus were setting in Aquarius in the west....strait over head was the Pleiades star cluster in Taurus ...the ocean water felt a warm greeting on my bare feet... as i meditated on my personal conscious evolution...<br />this is my harvest<br />of recent events<br />thank you for listening...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-2648331240546744531?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-51915630901677440942010-02-12T02:10:00.000-08:002010-02-12T02:14:19.285-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ro8PRD8_hVQ/S3Up5Eyfu6I/AAAAAAAAABg/58uEw7-V8vY/s1600-h/IMG_0085.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ro8PRD8_hVQ/S3Up5Eyfu6I/AAAAAAAAABg/58uEw7-V8vY/s320/IMG_0085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437298185634560930" /></a><br />Feb. 2nd is the half way point between the Winter Solstice & the Vernal or Spring Equinox<br />the traditional mating season<br />thought i'd share this essay that's been sitting awhile...<br /><br /><br />ya know...<br />i just saw how crucial<br />that moment is<br />and has always been to me<br />when<br />i can get confirmationfrom someone i'm taken by<br />that it is<br />ok<br />to love the other person<br />...permission to love...<br />which i can see is such a momentous threshold<br />to pass into it being "safe"<br />to reveal the depth of my true feelings<br />that i've been saving up<br />a whole life time and beyond<br />for " the one "<br />and even the possibility that " this one might be 'the one'..."<br />is enough to keep me (and i think everyone)<br />showing up and reaching out to different "the one"s<br />until we find "her" (or "him" for the her's)<br />such is the life of the romantic<br />no matter how weary or bleary eyed we become from the quest<br />we must complete the journey or die trying...<br /><br />...permission to love....<br />how 'bout that...sounds like a title:<br />PERMISSION TO LOVE<br /><br />"permission to love, ma 'am"<br />picture a man on a street corner<br />hat in hand<br />asking of the passers by,''...permission to love...?"<br />yet<br />what is really being asked<br />"is it alright for me to love you fully now without reservation<br />is it alright and safe for me to open up all the love ive been saving<br />for that right person<br />that one person i always knew had to be in the universe somewhere<br />that was waiting and looking for me at the the same time on some level"<br />we make it into all that, don't we...?<br />that is how i've approached every person i 've felt an attraction for my whole life<br />until in each instance it became apparent that she was not "her"<br />this is how and what i have carried everywhere<br />in every moment i have walked on this earth...this desire this compulsion this mating urg<br />the new age is a buzz about with much talk about twin flames and all that...<br />i've carried this energy of seeking her everywhere<br />in the hope that she was just around the corner...<br />or the next person i would meet<br />maybe she would be at that party, in the supermarket over by the vegetables , or in the laundry mat watching the clothes go round<br />sitting on a park bench or walking the long beach...<br />or on that path...<br /><br />and then when i found "her",<br />"we"<br />finally found one another<br />then we<br />could begin...<br />begin to unfold and enjoy<br />our love<br />our great cosmic celestial love<br />that would change the world...forever<br /><br />i know...<br />i might be a romantic...<br />and i couldn't be any other way...<br /><br />20 years ago after going through my teens and 20's without finding "her"<br />i pictured myself at " the crossroads "...<br />l<br />----+----<br />l<br />i felt that i was waiting there for "her"<br />and after waiting there for a time<br />it occurred to me that<br />maybe she had already gone on ahead<br />and we would meet up ahead somewhere<br />and that i wouldn't if i remained at the crossroads...<br />so i went on ahead...<br />what this meant in practical terms<br />is i decided not to wait for her<br />and let life and life's opportunities pass me by<br />because i couldn't tell how long it would be until "she" showed up<br />if even in this lifetime...<br />in other words<br />i had a feeling that this might take a while...<br /><br />so i began to enjoy the people that life brought to me with the tide<br />instead of continuing to save myself for "her"<br />but while i shared myself both physically and romantically with people<br />i kept back the core of my love<br />for "her"...<br /><br />at a price of course...<br />keeping feelings frozen up inside<br />makes things difficult when you want to thaw them out i discovered<br />during the few false alarms i encountered<br />or manufactured out of plain desperation to find "her"<br />to finally see "her" even if i had to warp the other person into my image of "her" or even try to settle for someone other than "her" out of that same desperation, fatigue, blindness, or even lust<br />or maybe just fear that she might never show up...<br />yes i have tried to make many people into "her"<br />in my own eyes at least<br />and no, of course it never works...<br /><br />and it wasn't all not fun...but it was all disappointing...<br />dis appoint ment ...the feeling of having either missed<br />or attending the wrong appointment<br />being in the wrong place...<br />the constant question<br />"am i in the right place... am i in the wrong place<br />...is "she" here somewhere and i'm just not seeing her...<br />and why is this taking so long to find "her"...<br />she must be out here looking for me too,<br />feeling the same frustration...<br /><br />yeah something like all that<br /><br />so i love you<br />though i dont know you but what ive made you out to be in our brief sketch so far<br />ive learned enough on earth to know that it is good to acknowledge<br />that i love who i think you are and who i am making you out to be in my inner universe<br />and im grateful for what gift this has already been towards my truth awakening<br /><br />the reason i brought up the whole crossroads thing<br />is that when i was at the crossroads<br />i got an image of what "she" looked like<br />and<br />drum roll please<br /><br />it is the face that i see in you...<br /><br />no pressure no pressure...<br />smiling<br /><br />riding my bike on the boardwalk last night<br />i remembered again that old quotation<br />i cant remember who said something like it<br />but it came to me as i sped along through the chill Dec. air<br />listening to my breath and the wheels turning and the waves crash across the sand<br />as though the City of Los Angeles<br />didnt matter but for a moment in the blink of time the Earth knows<br /><br />the difference between<br />the dreamer and the visionary<br />is that the dreamer dreams<br />and the visionary lives their dreams into reality...<br /><br />"permission to love..."<br />fully, completely<br />and finally without reservation<br />that's right<br />without holding anything back<br />to be... "safe"....!?!<br /><br />its the difference between<br />living my life today for all its wonder and opportunity<br />with constant gratitude for just being<br />making every moment count<br />and fully appreciating it all for what it is and can be<br />as im being my dreams coming true<br />or<br />living in anticipation of something<br />someday<br />more important<br />significant and "real" happening<br />that i'm really waiting for cuz it will be so cool when it finally happens...<br /><br />i have been blessed<br />to arrive at this moment<br />where i know what it is to live both ways...<br />and i gotta say<br />exercising the choice every day and moment<br />to live ones dreams into reality<br />there is a power<br />unknowable and incalculable to one who has not risked<br />the fall...<br />the devastation of total, complete, and utter failure<br />of ones ultimate success<br />the tension of promise can be felt throughout ones life<br />and is enough to get you out of bed in the morning<br />there is a point at which each failure<br />even total failure<br />becomes a golden opportunity<br />because you realize the key is to ask and answer<br />the question<br />what is there for me to learn from this<br />what is the universe working to show me through this<br />and when you can see things from this place<br />then everything that happens is feeding and speeding your overall success<br /><br />success is something you feel...<br />and you know from all the energy that gets freed up naturally<br />this is between you and the universe...<br /><br />just me and the universe...<br />so far<br /><br />i heard it said the other day<br />"...the wrong woman can break a man<br />and the right woman can make a man..."<br />i think most men know this<br />deep inside<br />and that is why we dance the dance that we do...<br />unsure and insecure about our choices...<br />so we play either self deluded, non-committal, or a combination of the two...<br /><br />i<br />love<br />love<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-5191563090167744094?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-38073995777033876132008-12-02T20:42:00.000-08:002008-12-02T23:21:51.692-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/img_2676_r1-768419.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/img_2676_r1-768412.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Nov. 1996 doing astrology readings<br />at the Atlanta Whole Life Expo<br />i met Gary Bonnell<br />who was there promoting his book<br /><a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=9EsaAAAACAAJ&amp;dq=Gary+Bonnell&amp;source=an&amp;hl=en&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=book_result&amp;resnum=6&amp;ct=result" class="l" onmousedown="return rwt(this,'','','res','6','AFQjCNEChgONXoLiGQuamOx8BYF2ZbOeCA','&amp;sig2=CVeWheITCo4_pih9wrKTDA')">Your Book of Life: Accessing the Akashic Records</a><br />a month later i read the book,<br />memorized 2 of the creative visualization meditations<br />one for accessing the the akashic records<br />and one for accessing your own book of life...<br />over the next month &amp; a half<br />i practiced one of these every day...<br />over the years i've practiced this many times<br />and have actually taught the meditation at<br />Rainbow Gatherings all over the world...<br /><br />at these workshops i've described<br />the akashic records as:<br />the entire history, herstory, &amp; ourstory of the universe<br />past, present, and future...<br />Gary said he had been accessing the akashic records<br />since he was 8...<br />i asked if he practiced the meditations<br />and he said they were just a tool<br />but that once you know where to go<br />you can just go there...<br /><br />what i've found is that the meditation experience<br />serves to give people the context<br />to accept the fact that as children of the light<br />we have complete permission<br />to access the akashic record...<br /><br />from my own experience<br />if and when one accepts this fact<br />and gives oneself permission<br />one can construct ones own version of<br />a creative visualization...<br />at one of the workshops i gave at the first<br />World Rainbow Gathering in Australia in 2000<br />one of the folks took issue with<br />some of the western iconography<br />in the visualization<br />so we constructed one that<br />circumvented that concern<br />and it worked just as well...<br />and has become one of my favorites...<br /><br />there are at least as many ways into the akashic<br />as there are people...<br /><br />back in the winter of 1996-97<br />the first time i went into the akashic records<br />i did so just as sort of a test flight<br />to make sure i'd memorized the script correctly<br />so when i got in there<br />and stood before the book on the alter<br />facing this big black mirror<br />and could finally ask a question<br />i wasn't sure what to ask at first...<br />then it came to me and i asked<br />to be shown what the universe<br />wanted me to know most...<br />immediately it came back:<br />"that you are loved"<br />i said yeah yeah sure<br />because this sounded like<br />just me making something up...<br />i said but tell me something more,<br />expecting something more mystical<br />with more bells and whistles<br />but the universe said<br />"you are loved"<br />i asked again and the answer came back the same<br />"you are loved"<br />finally i decided to end the session...<br />when i came out of the meditation<br />and wrote out the experience<br />the full weight of the significance<br />of the message filled me...<br /><br />the next day i went in<br />and when i asked the question<br />to be shown whatever the universe<br />wanted me to know most...<br />i was shown the moment i was invited<br />to come into this universe...<br />i was told that certain aspects of divinity<br />had created a place that was so effective<br />that they had gotten caught up in<br />and stuck their own creation...<br />so the universe had invited<br />other aspects of divinity<br />to go into this place and awaken them<br />to the truth of their perdicament,<br />their origins, &amp; their nature...<br />but this second group of "souls"<br />had also gotten stuck...<br />so the universe was inviting me<br />among another wave of others<br />to incarnate and accomplish the mission...<br />i was shown the moment of my gleeful response...<br />i was told that since then i had already incarnated<br />1878 times...and that the first time had been as<br />a doctor in the late 1700/early 1800<br />not all of these incarnations were full<br />some may have been brief<br />and im not sure that they were all as humans<br />the point of them all though was:<br />first to become acclimated to this place...<br />second to assess what was it<br />about this process of incarnation on Earth that<br />was so captivating<br />that souls forgot who they really were<br />and perceived themselves as<br />somehow separate from divinity...<br />and thirdly to then see what could be done<br />to rectify the situation...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-3807399577703387613?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-12631651801887349542008-11-17T20:25:00.000-08:002008-11-17T22:38:55.202-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0281_2-746035.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0281_2-745635.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />so yesterday<br />i was sitting in my bus<br />parked by the beach<br />snacking<br />when this african american man<br />who was acting crazy<br />wandered by<br />this being Venice Beach<br />where there is no shortage<br />of mentally challenged souls<br />struggling to keep a grip<br />on the world the sane people<br />take as a given...<br /><br />&amp; i have seen and interacted with<br />my share over the years<br />but there was something<br />in this moment<br />that made me think<br /><br />of 2000 years ago<br />in Palestine<br />how this person would have been described<br />as having an unclean spirit...<br /><br />there were teachers and healers<br />who wandered the land<br />who were very sought after<br />and respected for their ability<br />and skill in healing and dealing with<br /><br />these kinds of people<br /><br />for being able to caste out<br />of a person<br />an unclean spirit<br />and help return that person<br />to sanity...<br /><br />because in the life of a village community<br />one such crazy person<br />could really have a huge effect<br />on the peace of the place<br />and the presence of such a crazy person<br />in the community could so easily be seen<br />as a poor reflection on<br />the welfare of the whole community<br /><br />this was of course<br />before we had<br />any cops to call<br />&amp; any loony bins<br />to send people to<br />for someone else to deal with<br /><br />one of these groups of healers<br />where an order within<br />the ultra conservative Hebrew sect<br />known as the Essenes associated<br />with the Qumran Community<br />on the Northwestern corner<br />of the Dead Sea<br />just up the trail from<br />the ancient city of Jericho<br /><br />these healers who wore<br />long white flowing robes<br />and wandered the land<br />ministering to the sick<br />and the lame<br />and the poor in spirit<br />were known as<br />the Theraputae...<br /><br />their specialty was<br />casting out unclean spirits<br />and all forms of dis-ease<br />because the absolute truth<br />they were working from<br />enable them to speak with authority<br />in the name of god with a capital g<br /><br />their approach was to see a<br />person as a soul<br />a divinely perfect aspect of god<br />the creator<br /><br />the soul was inhabiting a physical body<br />a body as a soul-bearer<br />each soul<br />a divine spark of consciousness<br /><br />("...the lord god of hosts..." ?<br />is the body the host or<br />is the soul the host?<br />if the soul is the host<br />then what or who is the soul hosting ?)<br /><br />the idea was<br />1. to be direct<br />to speak directly to what might be<br />afflicting the (Host?) soul <br /><br />2. to remind the afflicted<br />of the absolute truth<br />of their ultimate existence<br />in the realm of god.<br />"the truth will set you free"?<br /><br />3. to speak with divine authority<br />because as children of the light<br />we all have permission to do so...<br /><br />to be grounded in this truth<br />and act from this place of groundedness...<br />imagine being so sure of the reality<br />of your relationship<br />with the creator...that you could speak with authority<br />or "THE WORD"<br />?<br />THE DIVINE VIBRATION<br /><br />after years of time spent<br />in the wilderness<br />of the soul<br />facing the nature of ones own<br />being as a human<br />and divine spark<br />overcoming<br />and dispelling the illusions<br />of ones own "demons"<br />and undergoing all manner<br />of initiations to trigger<br />what can be triggered<br />and humble what there is<br /> of one to be humbled<br />one would undergo<br />the teaching of The Way<br />undertaking to be a living example<br />of the truth as you wander the land<br />directed by spirit<br />to minister to the hungry in spirit...<br />?<br /><br />because their approach<br />was working with<br />the spiritual reality<br />first and foremost<br />they had a measure of success<br />in dealing with<br />crazy people<br />or<br />maybe they were the only ones<br />willing to give it a try...<br />and not be satisfied with<br />just letting crazy people<br />just be crazy...<br /><br />so when people in a town afflicted with<br />a person with an unclean spirit<br />saw a Man of God or a seeker of The Way<br />come walking up the road<br />they might have felt some cause for hope<br />that if only for a little while<br />there was somebody around<br />to deal with the old crazy lady<br />or weird uncle Festus...<br /><br />what we know of these healers methods<br />is written in the 4 gospels<br />of the New Testament<br />Mathew, Mark, Luke, &amp; John<br />where arguably at least 60 percent<br />of these writings are tales of healings<br />to the point where Mary Baker Eddy,<br />the founder of the Christian Science Church<br />based on her book<br />SCIENCE AND HEALTH<br />WITH KEY TO THE SCRIPTURE ,,<br />referred to the gospels as a treatise<br />in spiritual healing...<br /><br />there is a really interesting story<br />in there about how a man had 7<br />spirits taken out of him<br />and when he went back<br />to his clean house<br />how he invited more<br />that were worse than the ones before<br /><br />which brings us to permission<br />it would seem from observation<br />and studying the literature<br />of several traditions on the subject<br />that most of these nutcase situations<br />involve a measure of permission<br />on the part of the inflicted<br />to allow either a healing to take place<br />or for the disharmonious conditions<br />and aspects to enter in...<br /><br />also the medical intuitive<br />Caroline Myss's<br />book and lectures<br />on Why People Don't Heal<br />comes to mind...<br /><br />so i'm sitting there thinking of all this<br />munching on my jar of olives<br />from the 99cent store<br />and i see the crazy man<br />walking up the other side of the street<br />being crazy...<br />and virtually invisible in our landscape<br />but<br />ever counted by the universe<br />who seems to use<br />everyone<br />conscious or unconscious<br />for the greater purpose<br />the great work<br />of our mutual<br />reawakening<br />our collective<br />spiritual evolution...<br /><br />and the spirit<br />of this brother<br />ever so nonchalantly insane<br />a model of an african american man<br />who has probably lost his mind<br />somewhere on the path<br />has inspired me<br />and you<br />to think<br />deeper<br />of the world<br />and the universe we now live in<br /><br />what go on here ?<br /><br />a child who<br />he's parents celebrated<br />on the day of his birth<br />now wanders the streets<br />of the great city<br />lost<br />in illusion<br /><br />sound familiar?<br /><br />a matter of degrees<br /><br />"...for the grace of god<br />there go i..."<br />?<br /><br />prayer is spiritual technology...<br />?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-1263165180188734954?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-65232433930608447642008-11-17T19:40:00.000-08:002008-11-17T20:01:35.824-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0005-760734.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0005-760730.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />recently<br /><br />it's felt like<br />my life<br />is just so much<br />cotton candy<br /><br />i seem to keep being<br />presented with all these<br />great opportunities<br />or<br />what would be great opportunities<br />if they actually manifested<br /><br />but not far into the tunnel of illusion<br />and "gee whizz...wouldnt it be cool if..."<br />they go poof...<br /><br />they looks great from a distance<br />but when you bite into them<br />there's nothing there<br />but<br />air<br />and pretty colored sugar<br />which may be fine at first<br />but then<br />it's just a mouthful of sugar<br />and then a belly full of sugar<br />and you're like<br />yuk...<br /><br />so then the question comes<br />what the heck was that all about<br />why invite me to the ball<br />get me all dressed up for the ball<br />only to have me show up at the ball<br />and there be no ball...<br />?<br /><br />at some point<br />the idea that i'm "just being tested "<br />wears thin<br />danged thin<br />and then<br />what?<br />what? what ?<br />what ? what ? what ?<br />what what what what?<br />etc.<br />and<br />the question becomes<br />what is the point of all this again...?<br /><br />thanks for listening...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/img_2485_r1-753688.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/img_2485_r1-753683.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-6523243393060844764?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-82736477123740998532008-10-31T15:17:00.000-07:002008-10-31T17:13:53.937-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0199_2-780521.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0199_2-780060.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />watched this DVD called "Water"<br />which explores recent research<br />that water has memory...<br /><br />water can be programed<br />the program it is carrying<br />is revealed in its crystalline structure..<br /><br />it remembers<br />everything<br />it comes in contact with<br /><br />the electromagnetic pulses<br />of the human heart<br />are enough<br /><br />our conscious<br />or unconscious thoughts<br />&amp; intention<br />are enough<br /><br />to influence<br />the molecular structure<br />of water....................................!<br /><br />for me<br />the implications are<br />our goal ought to be:<br />to create<br />a more loving world<br />for all life...<br /><br />they did this experiment where they filled<br />two clear glass <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">beakers</span><br />with sludge, a "waste" product from oil drilling<br />that is a solution of thick oil and water<br />they set a device against one of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">beakers</span><br />that emitted subtle electromagnetic energy<br />about the same as that emitted by the human heart<br />&amp; within 7 days the water<br />had completely separated out<br />from the oil in the test sample...<br /><br />that night after watching this DVD<br />i dreamed deep<br />and was very conscious in my sleep<br />this notion emerged that<br />perhaps it is the water in our brains<br />that holds our memories<br /><br />given that each of us are over two thirds water<br /><br />perhaps it is through this water<br />&amp; its connection to all water<br />which holds the memory of the history of the planet<br />the solar system, and the cosmos<br />that we access<br />the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">akashic</span> record<br />the entire history, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">herstory</span>,<br />our story of the universe<br />past, present, and future...?<br /><br />the phrase "water is life"<br />played around in my mind in my sleep<br />as i felt this connectedness to all water<br />through my thoughts &amp; the ideas<br />that perhaps the water was giving to me ?<br /><br />it is our destiny<br />&amp; homework<br />to practice being<br />more conscious...?<br /><br />we have had the opportunity<br />to practice unconsciousness<br />as a society<br />&amp; have found out the hard way<br />where that leads time and time again...?<br /><br />pollution of the water is a function<br />of this unconsciousness<br />an outward expression<br />of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">unlovingness</span>...<br />an ignorance<br />of the basic truth of our existence:<br />that we are all connected<br />everything is connected<br />&amp; effected<br />by everything else...?<br /><br />the reason we pollute<br />physically &amp; psychically<br />is fear...? greed is fear? anger is fear?<br />the crystalline structure of water<br />that has absorbed fear is dire, drastic,<br />chaotic...even disturbing to look at...<br />yet how much time in our day are we<br />motivated by fear, doubt, anger,<br />or carelessness...the desire not to care...<br /><br />afraid of being held responsible for our actions<br />afraid of having to be conscious<br />of having to awaken...?<br /><br />bringing oneself to a conscious awareness<br />of love, gratitude,<br />&amp;/or the divine<br />the ever presence<br />the holy spirit<br />the spirit of holiness<br />structures the water<br />of which we are made<br />into beautiful fluid<br />crystalline sacred geometric harmonies...<br /><br />it occurred to me<br />that global harmony can be achieved<br />as we make this awareness a<br />personal priority...<br />the difference one person can make<br /><br />it is the souls mission<br />to choose consciousness<br />over ignorance...?<br /><br />programing and thus structuring<br />our water &amp; our bodies<br />with the highest resonance<br />impacts the rest of our world<br />lastingly...?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0047-766946.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0047-766941.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-8273647712374099853?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-90028927933922843132008-10-23T23:08:00.000-07:002008-10-23T23:32:13.616-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG406-lunar-eclipse10.2-copy-779420.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG406-lunar-eclipse10.2-copy-779418.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Earth<br />can be a very lonely place...<br /><br />it can almost seem like exile sometimes<br />from a more loving connected place...<br /><br />&amp; just when you're feeling<br />the full weight of this<br />you are graced<br />with seeing couples<br />everywhere<br />being affectionate<br />&amp; loving<br />with one another...<br /><br />as if the universe<br />somehow wants<br />to drive home<br />the point<br />of what you're missing...<br /><br />&amp; why are you missing it?<br /><br />but that the universe<br />&amp; you<br />decided<br />way back<br />that it would be exactly<br />the perfect thing<br />at this moment<br />for you to feel<br />alone...<br /><br />according to the master plan<br />this will of course trigger some<br />grand unfolding of realization,<br />some great awakening...<br />some crucial sequence of events<br />the future of the cosmos has been depending on<br />since the dawn of time...<br /><br />or<br /><br />just another night<br />on the planet<br /><br />listening<br />to the distant waves<br />crash...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-9002892793392284313?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-25983832729967083672008-10-22T17:32:00.000-07:002008-10-22T18:28:45.150-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/img_1870_r1-711420.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/img_1870_r1-711415.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />so<br />late the other night<br />parked on a quiet street<br />i was sitting in my vw bus<br />eating some fruit<br />spacing out<br />spacing in<br />i looked up the street<br />about half a block<br />saw this amorphous blob<br />that i hadn't noticed<br />moments before...<br /><br />from where i sat i could see for 3 blocks<br />to the changing traffic light<br />reflecting it's color<br />off the angle of the pavement<br /><br />i first thought it was a jacket<br />some skateboarder or bike-rider<br />may have dropped<br /><br />suddenly the blob moved<br /><br />it was a cat<br />thrusting it's snout at the ground<br />while rolling over on it's back<br />in that cute move we've all seen them do<br />it's feet up at the sky<br />lolling on the pavement<br />in the middle of the road<br />as if it were on the living room carpet<br />rolling over first on one side<br />then rolling back over to the other<br />trying to find that right comfy posture...<br /><br />you could hear the ocean waves<br />crashing in the distance...<br /><br />the occasional city bus<br />passing on the cross street<br /><br />even see the headlights of a car<br />waiting at the traffic light 2 blocks away<br />but no cars coming up this street...<br /><br /><br />the silence<br />the quiet of the city was precious<br />&amp; precise...<br /><br />all the sleeping people<br />spinning their dreams<br />into the universe of a night on earth...<br /><br />the cat<br />was black<br />&amp; in<br />no hurry<br />or worry...<br /><br />what are we to make of this...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-2598383272996708367?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-25413300544299631262008-10-20T18:42:00.000-07:002008-10-20T19:25:57.326-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0120-728731.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0120-728426.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;"> guess one could say that yes<br /></div></div>i made love with Destiny<br />one night in a rain, thunder, &amp; lightning storm<br />in rainbow hot springs<br />after the gathering<br />in Colorado<br /> until they kicked us out<br />at closing time...<br /><br />she calls<br />out of the blue<br />every once in a while<br />usually from somewhere in the southwest<br />sounding<br />half crazy<br /> because she is<br /> bipolar certified...<br /><br />babbling through half the conversation<br />about connections &amp; synchronicityz<br />only she sees<br /><br />she had us married more than a few times<br />seeing me out there in her universe<br />right there with her<br />until i remind her i wasn't really there<br /><br />as she moves through her landscape<br />of tolerant friends &amp; family<br />her 7 children all grown now...<br />no doubt trying to live their own lives<br />her dream of musical stardom still burning<br />or some kind of fame...<br />to match her delusions of grandeur...<br />her desire to have a positive impact<br />on the future of the world...<br /><br />once a long time ago<br />there was a beautiful young woman<br />walking through the desert<br />with a big wolf-like alpha dog<br />in that stark light of late morning<br />i asked her<br />her name<br /><br />she said, "...Destiny..."<br />i fell over backwards in the dust<br />laughing at the irony<br />turns out the dogs name was<br />"...Mystery..."<br /><br />a girl named Destiny<br />&amp; a dog named Mystery<br />she disappeared that day...<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>but here it is<br />when she calls<br />how do you just hang up<br />on Destiny<br />there may always be<br />something to learn...<br /><br />?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-2541330054429963126?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-78513128227595705842008-04-14T14:19:00.000-07:002008-04-14T19:18:40.203-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0005-734815.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0005-734811.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />so after writing 'til 5am<br />i get to sleep<br />&amp; get woken up by my old friend Bob<br />knocking on the door at 11:30 am<br />to say i'm gonna get a ticket<br />so i'm up<br />out the door<br />down the ally<br />turn the corner<br />&amp; running up the street<br />in time to watch<br />the donut patrol<br />place<br />ever so casually<br />under my windshield wiper<br />my second street cleaning parking ticket this week<br />...good morning...<br />that will be $50...<br />would you like fries with that...?<br /><br />the first ticket was when<br />i did a live painting performance<br />at an art party in downtown LA last week<br />&amp; at the same time<br />had my bike with the bike rack still attached<br />&amp; locked to it<br />ripped off<br />stolen from off the front of the car...<br /><br />the good thing is my beautiful yellow bus<br />looks better without that pesky bike rack on the front<br />the thief was kind enough to leave his own broken bike<br />with the seat &amp; handle bars still warm<br />laying on the sidewalk next to the bus...<br />after all what would he do with 2 bikes<br />must not be too greedy...<br />(i used it to ride around looking for the bike rack<br />&amp; left it back on the sidewalk....so if you need one<br />it's on the corner of Broadway &amp; hurrmppfff )<br /><br />&amp; then find out from the woman<br />i'd loaned my other bike to<br />&amp; asked for it back 4 months ago<br />that it had been stolen 3 months ago...<br /><br />this was the bike that was on the front of the bus<br />coming back in the dark<br />from Burning Man last year on the 395<br />when i hit the deer<br />that was knocked into my lane<br />by the oncoming fresh-off-the-lot white pickup truck...<br />i had to drag her broken deer body still warm<br />out of the road so no one else would hit her...<br />the wheels of the bike were bent &amp; wobbly<br />marked with deer medicine:<br />gentleness...<br /><br />this all comes in the context of<br />the events of last month<br />when after having lived on the block<br />for over 10 years<br />out of the blue<br />i go out the day before street cleaning<br />to move the bus<br />&amp; it's gone<br />i rode around on my bike looking for it<br />thinking i must have somehow forgot where i put it<br />i even chided myself for being so absorb in the work<br />that i forgot where i put my car<br />i finally accept the fact that it's gone<br />along with the suitcase of one of a kind manuscripts<br />&amp; call to report it stolen...<br />find out they towed it from the middle of the block<br />for being parked in the same spot<br />for longer than 72 hours...<br />because one of my neighbors<br />a really nice Scottish tenor/math tutor<br />with a pomegranate tree in his yard<br />he planted 25 years ago from seed<br />had been complaining of<br />boardwalk vendors parking storage vehicles on the street<br /><br />i try not to drive much<br />&amp; use my bike...used my bike to get around...<br /><br />$300 to the LAPD<br />to get back my bus...<br />so i can put up the artwork the next day<br />at AGAPE Spiritual Center<br />for their next 3 month artshow...<br /><br />so today i wait 'til noon in a<br />"hey we'll leave you alone after noon on Monday" space<br /><br />at 6 minutes 'til noon<br />the parking enforcement rolls by again<br />&amp; keeps on rolling as i'm sitting in the drivers seat...<br /><br />then i stroll to the boardwalk<br />to kinda see if there might be a space for me to set up<br />not that i feel like working out there any more<br />it has not been working on many levels for months...<br />after a while i had to ask what's the best use of my time<br />all the signs are pointing at some sort of graduation...<br /><br />gotta move out in two weeks<br />&amp; need to finish writing the autobiography<br />that i've been working on since Christmas<br />&amp; as of this morning i'm finally up to the summer of '06<br />just a year &amp; a half left to write about...<br /><br />now i've kind of gotten my self in a pickle<br />it's just been confirmed that the boardwalk<br />as we've all come to know it<br />will be ending on may 10th<br />as it goes through yet another<br />in a long series of convulsions<br />of being screwed up<br />by the people that work in offices<br />that have no idea what makes the boardwalk work<br />but think they do<br />&amp; have the power to work their will<br />&amp; make others deal with their view of reality...<br />until the next convulsion...<br />this time it's a federal judge<br />who loves performers<br />&amp; has given 200 spaces on the boardwalk to performance<br />when there are 20 performers<br />&amp; 103 spaces to every one else<br />&amp; there are several hundred of those depending on the season...<br />everything in the performance spaces must be by donation only<br />threat of $500 tickets for violation<br />(except books, CD's , &amp; DVD's of &amp; by the performer<br />so maybe if i could afford an inventory<br />of the 7 books i've published since Sept.<br />i could then make out)<br /><br />so if someone comes up &amp; wants to take your work for nothing<br />the judge is saying you have to give it to them...<br />can you say l a w s u i t...?<br /><br />so<br />end of that income<br />not that it has been working<br />but no new income coming...<br />no new doors opening<br />to take care of the immediate concerns<br />&amp; owing a serious chunk of change,<br />more than i ever have,<br />&amp; two parking tickets<br />&amp; new registration<br />&amp; Hawaii drivers license renewal<br />have to move out on may 1st...<br />where to store all the paintings<br />bus needs a new battery &amp; a tune up<br />&amp; where am i going?<br />&amp; with what...?<br /><br />in an effort to finish the book<br />i've gotten into this odd time cycle<br />by writing all night 'til 5am<br />then trying to get 6-8 hours<br />then jumping back into it as soon as i wake up...<br />so i've been writing 12 to 15 hours a day<br />for the better part of the past 2 weeks...<br />before that i was writing from<br />when i came in from the boardwalk 5- 7pm<br />until 3-5 am...for 3 months...<br /><br />this is the context in which i wrote the words:<br />"the path with heart<br />the true path<br />is beyond<br />fear..."<br />?<br /><br />over the weekend i noticed this line in my right hand<br />i had never seen before<br />this big strait-as -a -ruler line<br />from the nexus of lines at my lower palm to my pinky<br />i looked it up on the web<br />says the pinky is the Mercury finger<br />a line like that could mean issues to do with<br />health, commerce, &amp;/or communications<br />business opportunities...<br />getting ones message out to the world...<br />i don't usually pay attentions to such things<br />but dang this line is like a big<br />"what the F*****K is that" thing<br />...am i gonna live doc am i gonna live...????<br /><br />so i ask a friend who is a "hand analyst"<br />&amp; she confirms what it says on the web...<br />&amp; that the fact that it's happening<br />while i'm typing the book<br />is the key...<br /><br />so then i read this thing she writes to me<br />about this being all for me to get the point<br />or the cherry of this process...<br />because as i get the point of this process<br />then i can best share it with the world...<br /><br />&amp; it suddenly occurs to me<br />that i may just be doing this whole thing for my self...<br />?????????<br />that had not occurred to me...<br />i was thinking i was creating something of benefit<br />to others<br />but that could be a conceit...<br /><br />as i came back to my room the gentle man<br />across the hall<br />apologized to me...<br />i had to ask for what...<br />&amp; he said that he had had a relapse...<br />&amp; i said at what...<br />he said he thought it had been hardest on me...<br />that he basically lock himself in his room<br />the past few weeks doing coke...<br />i said i had no idea..he was surprised i didn't notice...<br />not that i know this man but to say hello in the hall<br />he's an old rock /jazz drummer<br />he stays up late but then so do i...<br /><br />&amp; i thought what's the difference in a way<br />i have also been sequestering my self in a room<br />immersed in me &amp; my life from beginning to end<br />top to bottom...reexamining the facts as i see them...<br />how odd i have been so consumed in the same way as this man<br />with my own little drama that i've put the world on hold<br />'til i'm done...recording my navel gazing...<br /><br />it occurs to me how odd<br />what a weird coincidence<br />we're both responding to the same vibe<br />to use this time to focus<br />with focused blindness<br />our full attention on the chosen task...<br />ok so who influenced who...<br /><br />i know the universe loves me<br />&amp; is taking very good care of me<br />the reason i wrote that line about the true path<br />is that focusing on &amp; executing the completion of this project<br />has been where the light is...<br /><br />but then i suppose the coke addict<br />would say the same about getting &amp; doing more coke...<br /><br />even though i've described this process<br />to whomever would listen as<br />feeling like performing abdominal surgery on yourself<br />without benefit of anesthesia<br />your hands all up in there covered in you<br />as you reach around groping up in there<br />trying to put your bloody finger on it<br />grasp at it &amp; finally &amp; definitively grasp it<br />...bring it out into the light<br />for the world to see &amp; take a good look at...<br />'til you get it all out...all of it...the heck out...<br />not done 'til you do...<br /><br />i wrote to a friend that<br />"i am so far into this now<br />that the only way out<br />is through..."<br /><br />but really i have felt in the moments<br />when i'm working on this<br />that i'm moving forward...<br />getting it done<br />&amp; having it done is the yummy part<br />full of light...<br /><br />make your own light ?<br /><br />while everything else feels like it's<br />falling away<br />dark<br />yukky<br />or just<br />done...<br /><br />interesting place to find oneself<br />wonder what comes next...<br /><br />well here's another gem from the vault of davidismz<br />that may apply here:<br /><br />"...the closer<br />we get<br />to the truth<br />the easier<br />it is<br />to kid<br />our<br />selves..."<br />?<br /><br />the fact that i'm meeting the challenges<br />&amp; resistance<br />at the end of the hall...the end of the project<br />may mean i'm closing in on the goal...<br /><br />&amp; deluding myself at the same time...<br /><br />ahh the splendid paradox<br /><br />what brilliance &amp; genius loves to squish between the toes<br /><br />ahh &amp; here we come to it<br />my attachment<br />is<br />to recognition<br /><br />of brilliance &amp; genius...<br /><br />i've been seeking this my whole life<br />through everything i've done<br /><br />yet recently when i've heard people express<br />that recognition<br />i've missed it<br />i haven't entirely taken it in<br />in part because i feel i haven't yet arrived<br />because if i had surely<br />fame &amp; fortune<br />wealth &amp; prosperity<br />&amp; financial independence<br />would follow...<br />&amp; ease lest we not forget ease...<br /><br />but as i go down that list<br />i feel in a way<br />i already have all that at this very moment<br />i am famous &amp; fortunate<br />wealthy &amp; prosperous<br />&amp; financially independent<br />&amp; living in the red...<br />not a clue where it comes from next<br />as usual<br />yet knowing<br />from experience<br />it comes from within<br />&amp; the universe<br />would not leave me hanging<br />unless<br />there was some<br />good to it...<br /><br />now if i was living in the black?<br />&amp; had all my bases covered money wise<br />then ease<br />would be just multiplied<br />because i already feel like<br />i got the ease thing going on<br />any more laid back &amp; i'll be laying on the ground<br />i would feel all confident &amp; justified in my choices<br />instead of the netherworld &amp; free fall<br />the queasiness &amp; uneasiness <br />of unsure &amp; insecure &amp; self doubt<br />about how it all will work out<br />without an ouch somewhere in there...<br /><br />as i look it appears i may be finding myself in retreat<br />while feeling like it's time to advance<br />but how to advance...?<br /><br />oh then there's worry<br />the proof of the path is in it's fruits<br /><br />"by their fruits ye shall know them"<br /><br />i thought<br />if what i was doing was a good thing<br />it would be generating<br />light &amp; wealth<br />not parking tickets, bills, &amp; dead ends...<br /><br />but the bottom line is<br />it feels so blessedly good to be letting die what needs to<br />right now...<br /><br />worry is there &amp; as worry will it is biting at my butt<br />but if there is one thing i know how to do<br />if there is one thing this life has taught me so far<br />it's how to live well<br />&amp; worry too...<br /><br />how to be a good worrier...(warrior? no worrier)<br /><br />i got this one<br />step back<br />lemme at it...<br /><br />recently i was told in an accusing way<br />that i was too self absorbed<br />this by someone i've known for 15 years<br />as one of the most self absorbed people<br />i've ever met<br />totally dedicated to her path<br />&amp; consumed with her journey...<br /><br />but in pondering the blessed accusation<br />examining it for merit<br />if one is to be the thing itself<br />the genuine article<br />how do you give your work your all<br />&amp; not be self absorbed<br />how do you be the work...live the work<br />&amp; not be...<br /><br />from my experience<br />the path is not even about being loved<br />getting love or keeping love<br />but being love<br />enough<br />to complete the mission<br />no matter what<br /><br />&amp; the mission is life<br />the mission is to do what one is born to do<br /><br />if that's being self absorbed <br />then that<br />would be me<br /><br />life of the artist...<br /><br />thank you<br /><br />love<br />d<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0037_2-762575.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0037_2-762250.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-7851312822759570584?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-27438343049006318502008-04-13T13:43:00.000-07:002008-04-13T13:53:01.226-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2479-741908.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2479-741905.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br />"...the path with heart<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">the true path<br />is beyond<br />fear..."<br /><br />?<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-2743834304900631850?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1162408995145673162006-11-01T10:53:00.000-08:002006-11-01T11:27:44.820-08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">you are the buddha</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">you are the christos</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">you are allah</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">you are the way</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">the truth</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">you are the light</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">of the world</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">you are the immortal</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">you are the first </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">&amp; the last </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">best hope</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;">?</span></strong></div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-116240899514567316?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1159736946417060442006-10-01T12:54:00.000-07:002006-10-01T14:09:06.466-07:00<a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_9041-747347.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_9041-740485.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong>it occurred to me<br />as i was waking up<br />this morning:<br /><br />"the kingdom"<br />is the realms<br />& dimensions<br />of ultimate<br />reality<br />where only truth<br />may exist...<br />?<br /><br />"the power"<br />is the one energy<br />that everything<br />in &amp; beyond the universe<br />is created, maintained,<br />& consists of...<br />?<br />the source<br />&amp; divine structure<br />of the physical universe...<br />?<br />could it just be love<br />?<br />the geometry<br />of infinite<br />love<br />?<br /><br />"the glory" </strong><div><strong>some call this the holy spirit</strong></div><div><strong>the spirit of holyness,</strong></div><div><strong>sacredness,</strong></div><div><strong>the realization</strong></div><div><strong>of the everpresent </strong></div><div><strong>divine reality</strong></div><div><strong>?<br />the descent or emergence<br />of divine consciousness<br />into the realms of human awareness<br />?<br />the shimmering</strong></div><div><strong>glee</strong></div><div><strong>of ultimate truth</strong></div><div><strong>loving</strong></div><div><strong>ones</strong></div><div><strong>being...</strong></div><div><strong>?</strong></div><div><strong><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8875-703995.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8875-799994.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong></div><div><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_9003-788590.jpg"><strong></strong></a></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong>it also occurred to me</strong></div><div><strong>this morning</strong></div><div><strong>lying there hugging my pillow</strong></div><div><strong>staring at the wall</strong></div><div><strong>fresh</strong></div><div><strong>from just enough sleep:</strong></div><div><strong>that fear</strong></div><div><strong>like most emotions</strong></div><div><strong>in the human experience</strong></div><div><strong>can be viewed</strong></div><div><strong>as a restricting</strong></div><div><strong>of the everpresent flow</strong></div><div><strong>of cosmic </strong></div><div><strong>rejuvenating</strong></div><div><strong>sustaining</strong></div><div><strong>& divine</strong></div><div><strong>energy</strong></div><div><strong>to the physical body</strong></div><div><strong>&amp; human spirit...</strong></div><div><strong>?</strong></div><div><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8946-749103.jpg"><strong><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8946-739464.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a></div><div><strong>thus it follows that </strong></div><div><strong>harmony being our natural state</strong></div><div><strong>perhaps the way </strong></div><div><strong>to enjoying </strong></div><div><strong>perfect health</strong></div><div><strong>is to simply </strong></div><div><strong>not restrict</strong></div><div><strong>by means of our thoughts</strong></div><div><strong>& emotions</strong></div><div><strong>the everpresent flow</strong></div><div><strong>of cosmic, divine energy</strong></div><div><strong>eminating from within </strong></div><div><strong>&amp;/or without</strong></div><div><strong>our being</strong></div><div><strong>?</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-115973694641706044?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1159694375558941212006-10-01T02:15:00.000-07:002006-10-01T02:19:35.556-07:00<a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8879-762372.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8879-761683.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />"...no<br />one<br />else<br /><br />is<br />responsible<br /><br />for my happiness..."<br />?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-115969437555894121?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1159692790538747532006-10-01T01:31:00.000-07:002006-10-01T02:38:03.390-07:00<a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8889-708414.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8889-707355.jpg" width="217" border="0" /></a><br />i' m<br />standing at a crosswalk<br />waiting for the light<br />it's nearing sunset<br />looking down at the pavement<br />it suddenly occurs to me<br />how infinite<br />everything is...<br /><br />we live<br />an infinity<br />of infinities<br />even<br />just on this planet<br />&<br />within our bodies<br /><br />i overheard someone<br />whose face i never saw<br />talking on their cellphone<br />as they passed<br />just a random sentence<br />about a friend of theirs<br />said with such enthusiasm<br />i recognised it<br />as the same life<br />i claim as genuine,<br />valid, important, &amp; mine<br />& in that instant i was<br />reminded of how everyone<br />who has ever lived<br />has cherished their life so..<br /><br />how vast &amp; infinite<br />all those emotions<br /><br />...everyones...<br /><br />from the dawn of time<br />'til your reading this<br /><br />and all the emotions<br />we have each missed<br /><br />the opportunity<br />to react in a certain way<br />or other<br />passing<br /><br />as we choose<br />to react & emote<br />in the one certain way<br />that eventually<br />becomes our forgotten memories..<br /><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8870-775816.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="157" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_8870-774106.jpg" width="209" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />all this came in an instant<br />& as the light changed<br />i looked up in the sky<br />&amp; thought of all the infinity<br />just within each of our bodies<br /><br />down to the space between<br />all the subatomic particles<br />that go to make up<br />each<br />one<br />person<br />lost<br />in our own thoughts<br />deep in our own life time/lifestory<br />hoping for the best<br />to happen for us...<br />?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-115969279053874753?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1155710113318290292006-08-15T23:30:00.000-07:002006-08-15T23:40:00.896-07:00every<br />thing<br />is<br />an<br />illusion...<br />?<br /><br /><br />rest<br /><p>less<br />ness<br /><br />may<br />be<br /><br />guidance... </p><p>?<br /><br />truth<br />is<br />free<br />dom...<br />?<br /><br />romantic love can appear inconvenient...? </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-115571011331829029?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1154737005250646162006-08-04T17:00:00.000-07:002006-08-04T17:16:45.260-07:00heard<br />while i was in the supermarket<br />at the salad bar<br />talking myself out of putting together<br />the salad i really wanted<br />dr. phil on a t.v. monitor<br />mounted overhead<br />saying<br /><br />"..most choices<br />are made<br />based on<br />fear..."<br /><br />could this be true<br />in my life.. if so<br />not good....i thot<br /><br />whereupon<br />i was inspired to<br />get the salad i really wanted<br />no matter what the cost...<br /><br />sure tasted yummy<br />& i felt great...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-115473700525064616?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1154289295119281972006-07-30T12:49:00.000-07:002006-07-30T13:34:42.843-07:00<a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/img_0026_r1-738139.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/img_0026_r1-734876.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>why . . .<br /><br />why do angels<br />even need wingz<br />?</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-115428929511928197?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1147805586219366512006-05-16T11:48:00.000-07:002006-07-30T13:37:38.250-07:00<a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/img_0051_r1-705131.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/img_0051_r1-701585.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>" . .everyone<br />does<br />everything<br />consciously or unconsciously<br />az an<br />act<br />of<br />ultimate<br />compassion<br />?<br />immortal<br />children<br />helping<br />one another<br />grow<br />?<br />-5.16.2006 venice beach<br /><br />"..no substitute for god..<br />?<br />or love..<br />?<br />or destiny<br />?<br />..destiny is what one was born to do<br />?<br />fulfilling ones destiny<br />is as simple<br />as doing today what one knows<br />to be true<br />?<br />rather than focusing on doing what anyone else can do<br />focusing on that which<br />only you can do<br />&amp; if you don't do it<br />it will never happen...<br />?"<br />-5.11.2006 venice beach </strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-114780558621936651?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1147628678066277802006-05-14T10:10:00.000-07:002006-05-17T10:15:56.326-07:00<a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0006-799245.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0006-781525.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />the making of a false prophet<br />comes of<br />a little knowledge<br />&<br />a lot of ego...<br /><br />ego is hidden<br />within each person<br /><br />by the inner thief<br />(who steals from the soul<br />the natural joy<br />of being within the divine reality...)<br /><br />&amp; the inner liar<br />(who deceives the soul<br />at every possible moment<br />about any awareness<br />of the ultimate truth<br />of our being...)<br /><br />the thief & the liar<br />are the ego itself<br />in all the myriad forms<br />&amp; masks the ego takes on<br />to perpetuate<br />its dominion over the soul<br /><br />the soul is swamped<br />by the ego..<br /><br />the ego tricks & challenges the soul<br />immersed in<br />(while the ego is perhaps the sole product of)<br />the illusions of<br />seperateness<br />from god...<br /><br />everything from a candy bar<br />to sex, drugs, tv, adventure<br />work, service, skill &amp; the promise<br />of mastery, & control<br />are used by the ego<br />as carrots dangled in front of the soul<br />by the ego<br />as substitutes for god<br />to distract the soul from<br />progressing along<br />its divine path<br />&amp; reaching the divine goal...<br /><br />true love<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-114762867806627780?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1139256569981546052006-02-06T12:00:00.000-08:002006-02-06T12:09:29.996-08:00<a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0016-767199.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0016-727431.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">accepting</div><div align="center">the love</div><div align="center">of god</div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center">allowing</div><div align="center">infinite</div><div align="center">ever</div><div align="center">present</div><div align="center">almighty</div><div align="center">love</div><div align="center">within</div><div align="center">& </div><div align="center">without</div><div align="center">all</div><div align="center">thingz</div><div align="center">to fully</div><div align="center">penetrate</div><div align="center">any</div><div align="center">&amp;</div><div align="center">every</div><div align="center">part</div><div align="center">of </div><div align="center">oneself</div><div align="center">completely</div><div align="center">..</div><div align="center">holding</div><div align="center">nothing</div><div align="center">back</div><div align="center">from</div><div align="center">this divine</div><div align="center">communion</div><div align="center">..</div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">evolution</div><div align="center">?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-113925656998154605?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1139254489475226892006-02-06T11:22:00.000-08:002006-02-06T11:34:49.493-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0043-712600.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0043-707352.jpg" border="0" /></a> i</div><div align="center">am</div><div align="center">without</div><div align="center">form</div><div align="center">& </div><div align="center">void</div><div align="center">..</div><div align="center">beyond</div><div align="center">all</div><div align="center">within</div><div align="center">all</div><div align="center">..</div><div align="center">i </div><div align="center">am</div><div align="center">the </div><div align="center">divine</div><div align="center">..</div><div align="center">without</div><div align="center">question</div><div align="center">..</div><div align="center">i </div><div align="center">am</div><div align="center">infinite</div><div align="center">love</div><div align="center">..</div><div align="center">pure</div><div align="center">&amp; </div><div align="center">simply</div><div align="center">..</div><div align="center">uncorruptible</div><div align="center">infinitly</div><div align="center">touchable</div><div align="center">accessible</div><div align="center">love</div><div align="center">inviolate</div><div align="center">..</div><div align="center">so</div><div align="center">much</div><div align="center">a great mystery,</div><div align="center">everything</div><div align="center">is </div><div align="center">infinite</div><div align="center">love<br />?</div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-113925448947522689?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1138820679238121202006-02-01T10:59:00.000-08:002006-02-01T11:17:29.236-08:00<a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2255-723739.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2255-722624.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">god</div><div align="center">is </div><div align="center">the </div><div align="center">oneness</div><div align="center">within</div><div align="center">all</div><div align="center">thingz</div><div align="center">...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2268-711459.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">between </div><div align="center">god</div><div align="center">&amp; </div><div align="center">i</div><div align="center">there</div><div align="center">is </div><div align="center">nothing</div><div align="center">...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-113882067923812120?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1138513979999910132006-01-28T20:23:00.000-08:002006-01-28T21:53:00.026-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2284-750438.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2284-749817.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><div align="center">nothing</div><div align="center">causes</div><div align="center">anything</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0028-730993.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">cause</div><div align="center">is</div><div align="center">nothing</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0076-728879.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">graditude</div><div align="center">&</div><div align="center">thankfulness</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">are</div><div align="center">the antidote</div><div align="center">to </div><div align="center">pride</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0023-739972.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center"></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-113851397999991013?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1137617149863597142006-01-18T12:11:00.000-08:002006-01-18T17:34:23.606-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2281-713458.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2281-705528.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />the great mystery<br />is no mystery<br />to the great mystery...<br />?<br />the illusion<br />of being<br />seperate<br />from the great mystery<br />is cherished<br />ignorance<br />perception that serves<br />to keep<br />one<br />in the mortal world<br />the world of mortality<br />the world of the need<br />for living & dying<br /><br />away from the truth<br />of ultimate<br />intimate<br />immortality<br />?<br /><br />letting the children sleep<br />the great mystery<br />nurtures &amp; nurishes<br />us all<br /><br />'til we decide<br />each in our own time<br />to awaken<br />to the truth<br />of our unavoidable connectedness<br />& infinitude..<br />?<br />like an old movie seen many times before<br />everything is known<br />to the universe<br />perhaps its watching favorite parts<br />that make it all so interesting<br />to an infinite unending universe<br />?<br />yet the universe still<br />holds out hope<br />of being pleasantly surprised<br />by each &amp; every one of us<br />each moment we're alive<br />? </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-113761714986359714?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1135320929361802442005-12-22T22:42:00.000-08:002005-12-22T22:56:46.530-08:00<a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2255-703769.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_2255-702278.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />rage<br />iz<br />attachement<br />to<br />pain<br /><br />the pain<br />of<br />betrayal<br /><br />the feeling<br />of<br />abandonment<br />by the universe<br />to<br />people<br />who act the enemy<br />playing the rol l<br />of<br />onez adversary<br /><br />given<br />that<br />everyone<br />iz an angel<br />a divine<br />messenger<br /><br />what one who plays<br />the enemy<br />does for us<br />is to show us<br />where &amp; what<br />we hold on to:<br />pain.. hurt.. disappointment..<br />anger.. betrayal ..abandonment...?<br /><br />???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-113532092936180244?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1132293047252935722005-11-17T21:42:00.000-08:002005-11-19T23:54:58.330-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0040001-770820.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0040001-759574.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />imagine<br />if<br />you<br />knew<br />that</div><div align="center">if you took good care of your self<br />you<br />could<br />live<br />at<br />least<br />1000<br />years..<br /><br />how<br />differently<br />would<br />you</div><div align="center">live<br />your<br />life<br />today... </div><div align="center">?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-113229304725293572?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1130653798796795522005-10-29T23:18:00.000-07:002005-10-31T11:45:11.926-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0112-727617.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0112-726634.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />the silent one<br />iz<br />behind<br />all<br />thingz . .<br /><div align="left"><br /><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center">& we </div><div align="center">are but</div><div align="center">an illusion</div><div align="center">playing<br />with<br />itself . .<br /><br />the question<br />remainz<br /><br />what iz truth </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">who are we<br />really </div><div align="center"><br />&amp;<br />why<br />are we<br />here<br /><br />for<br />what<br />purpose<br /><br />to<br />what<br />end.<br /><br />.<br /><br />?</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-113065379879679552?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1129139949351819822005-10-12T10:44:00.000-07:002005-10-12T10:59:09.356-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0198-734566.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0198-723337.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />if</div><div align="center">forgetting<br />just for fun<br /><br />we are each already secretly divine<br /></div><div align="center">children </div><div align="center">playing </div><div align="center">enlightenment<br /></div><div align="center">lightning squeezing star kness<br />up into deep blue sky<br /><br />so drowning<br />within<br />the infinite<br />almighty<br />conscious<br />love<br />giggling joy<br />the all knowingness of being<br /><br />that we can afford to explore<br />ignorance..<br /><br />light trickling<br />bleeding<br />pretending<br />to die..<br /><br />ice dripping from the frozen finger<br />of a tree misting one moment before dawn...<br /><br />still<br />she kisses<br />even half awake<br />like time<br /><br />leaving her smell<br /><br />that of every woman<br /><br />who has ever loved... </div><div align="center"> </div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0204-708422.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-112913994935181982?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1126939600180518372005-09-16T23:22:00.000-07:002005-09-17T00:07:34.556-07:00<a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0619-736402.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0619-735684.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">"..</div><div align="center">the</div><div align="center">part</div><div align="center">of</div><div align="center">us</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">that</div><div align="center">seekz</div><div align="center">god</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">iz </div><div align="center">god</div><div align="center">.</div><div align="center">.</div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> -4.13.05 venice beach</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0615-794630.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><p align="center">there are those</p><p align="center">to whom</p><p align="center">god</p><p align="center">iz but</p><p align="center">an illusion </p><p align="center">the grand illusion</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">& </p><p align="center">real life</p><p align="center">iz what iz</p><p align="center">concrete</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">yet</p><p align="center">concrete</p><p align="center">like the hardest</p><p align="center">stone in the universe</p><p align="center">over time</p><p align="center">meltz away</p><p align="center">into dust</p><p align="center">&amp; dust to oblivion . . </p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center">perhaps</p><p align="center">itz just</p><p align="center">the nature</p><p align="center">of the world</p><p align="center">that what iz</p><p align="center">real & infinite</p><p align="center">appearz</p><p align="center">illusionary</p><p align="center">&amp; </p><p align="center">what appears</p><p align="center">concrete</p><p align="center">iz</p><p align="center">actually</p><p align="center">the illusion . .</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">& love</p><p align="center">wadez</p><p align="center">through</p><p align="center">it all</p><p align="center">. . </p><p align="center">?</p><p align="center">-12.29.04</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0538-705740.jpg" border="0" /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-112693960018051837?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1125053855660505062005-08-26T03:35:00.000-07:002005-08-26T03:57:35.666-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0014-715941.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0014-715395.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center">thats right . .'earth: the spiritual playground'. . ?</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0002-741223.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="198" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0002-740428.jpg" width="190" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">". . great vacation</div><div align="center">only things missing</div><div align="center">were</div><div align="center">true love</div><div align="center">&</div><div align="center">real wealth</div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0064001-714669.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0064001-713982.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">every day</div><div align="center">the ludicrous</div><div align="center">horrendous</div><div align="center">calous</div><div align="center">just awful</div><div align="center">thing happens</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">in the midst</div><div align="center">of all the innane</div><div align="center">& wonderous</div><div align="center">miraculous</div><div align="center">yummy</div><div align="center">stuff</div><div align="center">&amp; still</div><div align="center">the universe</div><div align="center">just hummmz silently</div><div align="center">along</div><div align="center">seemingly</div><div align="center">unphased</div><div align="center">by any of this</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">yet</div><div align="center">perhaps</div><div align="center">profoundly</div><div align="center">changed</div><div align="center">by all of this</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0171-713216.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0171-712610.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-112505385566050506?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1125052513706282282005-08-26T03:26:00.000-07:002005-08-26T03:35:13.706-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0136-701103.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0136-700431.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />isn't it funny<br />but not fun<br />to be so locked up<br />in this fishbowl<br />of should i stay<br />or should i go<br />should i stay in the world<br />of "the real world "<br />of mortality<br />or<br />should i go<br />let go<br />return<br />to the infinite<br />mind everpresent<br />the constant awareness<br />of the immortal nature<br />of all thingz real<br />true life<br /><br />?</div><div align="center"> <a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0011001-799696.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0011001-798784.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-112505251370628228?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1125051808334246902005-08-26T03:05:00.000-07:002005-08-26T03:23:28.343-07:00<div align="center"><br /><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0257-766167.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0257-765474.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center">on the one hand</div><div align="center">one must awake</div><div align="center">from the dream</div><div align="center">of ego</div><div align="center">& seperateness</div><div align="center">from the infinite</div><div align="center">that allowz</div><div align="center">one to think</div><div align="center">the great </div><div align="center">the barbarous</div><div align="center">the capitalizing</div><div align="center">the profitable</div><div align="center">the infinite</div><div align="center">the murderous</div><div align="center">the enterprizing</div><div align="center">the brilliant</div><div align="center">the compassionate</div><div align="center">the insensitive</div><div align="center">the never ending </div><div align="center">thot</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">to entertain</div><div align="center">the notion</div><div align="center">of peace</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">the soothing </div><div align="center">tone</div><div align="center">of </div><div align="center">madness</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">& on the other hand</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">enlightenment</div><div align="center">requirez</div><div align="center">a precondition</div><div align="center">of ignorance</div><div align="center">without which</div><div align="center">there'z just</div><div align="center">infinite</div><div align="center">light . .</div><div align="center">&</div><div align="center">a big mess</div><div align="center">in this </div><div align="center">little tiny</div><div align="center">speck</div><div align="center">of a place</div><div align="center">we call</div><div align="center">the real world</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">meanwhile</div><div align="center">the infinte</div><div align="center">consciousness</div><div align="center">just sits here</div><div align="center">bliss incarnate</div><div align="center">hummming along</div><div align="center">...with whatever the heck </div><div align="center">it might be we think we're actually </div><div align="center">doing...</div><div align="center">witnesssing</div><div align="center">our colorful</div><div align="center">idiocy</div><div align="center">watching us</div><div align="center">remember</div><div align="center">&amp; forget</div><div align="center">everything</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0138-764717.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0138-763436.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-112505180833424690?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1125050596086365222005-08-26T02:51:00.000-07:002005-08-26T03:03:16.093-07:00<p align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0135-729742.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0135-729006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />"..life</p><div align="center">it seemz</div><div align="center">iz a real</div><div align="center">paradox</div><div align="center">surrounded</div><div align="center">by</div><div align="center">an enigma</div><div align="center">wrapped</div><div align="center">in</div><div align="center">the great </div><div align="center">mystery</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">masquerading</div><div align="center">az</div><div align="center">a connumdrum</div><div align="center">pretending</div><div align="center">to be </div><div align="center">invisible</div><div align="center">while</div><div align="center">hiding</div><div align="center">itz</div><div align="center">infinitude</div><div align="center">in </div><div align="center">the profound</div><div align="center">silence</div><div align="center">of</div><div align="center">utter peace, calm, &amp;</div><div align="center">ultimate</div><div align="center">simplicity . . </div><div align="center">? </div><p align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0252-728448.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0252-727669.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-112505059608636522?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1125049825643420222005-08-26T02:42:00.000-07:002005-08-26T02:51:29.796-07:00<p align="center"><img style="CURSOR: hand" height="145" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0034-786055.jpg" width="192" border="0" /><br />what happenz when</p><div align="center">we come from</div><div align="center">a place</div><div align="center">where</div><div align="center">true love</div><div align="center">iz scarce</div><div align="center">a scarce resource</div><div align="center">the rarity</div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center">we idolize it</div><div align="center">we idealize it</div><div align="center">& fight over</div><div align="center">&amp; compete</div><div align="center">to secure</div><div align="center">a steady stream</div><div align="center">of at least our illusion</div><div align="center">of what we take</div><div align="center">true love </div><div align="center">to be</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0050-785336.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0050-784591.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-112504982564342022?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1125049290053923832005-08-26T02:28:00.000-07:002005-08-26T02:41:30.056-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0023-754272.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0023-753527.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />the false</div><p align="center">prophet</p><p align="center">thinkz</p><div align="center">past</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">the truth</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">to gain stature in their own illusion</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">the prophecy</div><div align="center">warnz</div><div align="center">to be proven</div><div align="center">wrong</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">the child</div><div align="center">of the light</div><div align="center">rememberz</div><div align="center">the truth</div><div align="center">of </div><div align="center">being</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">of </div><div align="center">choosing to come to life ....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0028-752512.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0028-751820.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-112504929005392383?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1124608568448499312005-08-21T00:02:00.000-07:002005-08-21T00:22:15.543-07:00<p align="center"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0190-749636.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center">8.20.2005 driving across wyoming...:<br /></p><p align="center">"...what </p><p align="center">do </p><p align="center">i</p><div align="center">fill</div><div align="center">'the emptiness'</div><div align="center">with..."</div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center">some fill it with creativity</div><div align="center">some with family & friends</div><div align="center">the demands of others...</div><div align="center">some with fear, work, drugs, alcohol</div><div align="center">some with entertainment</div><div align="center">partying, fun having,</div><div align="center">music, listening to the radio, noise,</div><div align="center">movies, watching t.v. or people</div><div align="center">hobbies...</div><div align="center">some fill the emptiness we encounter in life</div><div align="center">with love or "love"</div><div align="center">falling in &amp; out of love</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">question is </div><div align="center">is the emptiness real</div><div align="center">is it infinite</div><div align="center">or is it just vast </div><div align="center">illusion</div><div align="center">while real life</div><div align="center">is everpresent</div><div align="center">unphased &amp; full</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">?</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0082-749082.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0082-748116.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">nebraska</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-112460856844849931?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15409493.post-1123999951635278442005-08-13T23:10:00.000-07:002005-08-13T23:48:54.920-07:00<a href="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0043-709860.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://davidalexanderenglish.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0043-709040.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">"...in the past few months<br />i have met those aspect of this self<br />the scriptures, traditions, mystics, & sage have variously referred to as<br />"the thief", " the liar", " the monkey swinging thru the forest of the mind"<br />that modern psychology calls " the ego"<br />&amp; the founder of christian science, mary baker eddy called "mortal mind"<br />as opposed to "divine mind"<br />"the mind of god"<br />"the higher self "<br />"the truest self"<br />or "the Self"...<br />the ancestors appear to have made coded references to<br />"the thief"<br />because it [ the ego ] is that aspect of the self/ conscious mind<br />that steals the peace of mind of any & every moment possible<br />by thinking of something other than the truth &amp; joy of the moment<br />thru distractions like worry & fear...<br /><br />"the liar"<br />because it [ the ego] uses illusion to convince the self<br />that ultimate reality isn't<br />in order to create &amp; maintain the illusion of a person,<br />a soul being separate from divinity: ones true nature<br />it does this thru distractions like doubt...<br /><br />" the monkey swinging thru the forest of the mind"<br />a paraphrase from the work of taoist master lao tzu<br />the monkey is the conscious mind unable/ unwilling to maintain a stillness<br />quiet<br />within which it becomes possible for anyone to ultimately realize the true nature of things<br />instead the monkey [the ego] leaps about the walls of the mind without pause<br />from thoughtform to thoughtform to thoughtform<br />rather than peace...<br /><br />i have witnessed my self being<br />the false prophet<br />& the half-made sage<br />pretending to know more than i do which is ultimately not much if anything<br />for who is the one who knows<br />the universe it seems knows everything &amp; as children of the divine we must be everything as well<br />so why would we need to "know" really<br />which all sounds pretty sage like 'til you're stuck on the side of the road trying to fix your car<br />or your girlfriend dumps you without a word...<br />so i've seen myself<br />watched myself, witnessed myself<br />& it occurred to me that<br />everyone might be experiencing this same thing yet thinking we're each unique<br />watched this ego at work &amp; play<br />& realize even this awareness is a ploy by the ego to avoid death/oblivion<br />by embracing the spiritual path<br />bargaining with the infinite for some way to survive the inevitable end: finitude<br />becoming what david hawkins refers to as<br />"the spiritualized ego"<br />the immutable self remains un phased, un convinced, &amp; out of reach of falsehood &amp; illusion<br />yet ever present, ever loving , ever supporting<br />yet elusive<br />?<br /><br />- 8.14.2005 brooklyn, new york </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15409493-112399995163527844?l=davidalexanderenglish.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>david alexander englishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10368443393393244380noreply@blogger.com0