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Onward.

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The Buddha as a recluse would mentalize; “Vanish from me if you can my friend and we will both be wiser for it.” To vanish and arise from one another, a practice of friendship. The corporate pursuit of capital and the practice of eliminating options and people from ones business seems to entrap the mind in a “those people” mentality. This mentality seems to be common through out the Western US.

Identification processes cause the individual distress. Once identified, “those people” are often subjected to a leadership’s decision making process. “Those people are to be eliminated” is genocide rhetoric and the historical accounts are self evident. The want of is purity and the danger is hate, war and genocide.

Being oppressively limited and experiencing defilement is unpleasant and suffer-some in relation to feeling, it is confusing.

Arises in mind;
“Those blacks and mexicans make me feel disgusting”
Arises in mind;
“What I would do to not feel those blacks and mexicans”.
Yikes… The door of nonhatred arises, will you pass through it?

Feeling is a confusing experience, the want of feeling like what one does and is to themself most often is a common want. How do I adjust when I have to feel differently then I want to and how do I keep from identifying feeling as racial and acting upon it as truth. Feeling identification in relation to race seems to lead to tragedy. Feeling = Race rhetoric is often baiting and can often be changed in the moment.

Through the door of racism, many have to work. Working with racism is difficult and confusing work. Police, government and most identification systems are involved with racism, racism being thought or systems of thought based on race.

What will not vanish from me is work, what can not vanish from me is compassionate practice.

Be compassionate for yourself and others when working with race, feeling and perception.

Perception is conceptually free from ills and defilement, and has appealed to humanity through the ages. Navigating ignorance, greed and hatred (aversion) in pursuit of purification, freedom from ills and disease has always motivated the human being to spiritual striving. The pursuit of and the mentality of perception runs the risk of evoking hatred and racial/religious persecution. Purification and hatred often pair together like an attractive friend who is powerful but sources aversion as their fuel of ascension.

Power, Superiority and Race are a dangerous mixture. It seems that power is not wisdom, the dangers of power being defamation, deceit, trial, tragedy, passion, crime and murder.

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What is the perfection of wisdom?

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I write this now at the Foothills of the Sierra Nevada Mountain Range. The winter fog in the valley sitting thick on the snow covered peaks. Over the pass, the ranges of the agricultural plains and the Pacific Coast, the Bay Area, the Infinite Loop and the regrowth forest full of salamanders.

A trip to Hyperion and the old growth forests of redwoods was similar to the trek up Rainer. I did not make the trip as to accomplish it but rather it helped me in mind and body, how to go and to get there each moment.  Have I already arrived?

Going up the mountain without major preparation, I trekked to the Alpine then sat and meditated in the fog a couple thousand feet short of base camp before the summit. I was briefly connected with a great deepness that I had lost, knowing it from the garage where I had sat, smoking in depths, some earthen Nothingness allowing the spiritual calm to become me.

Hyperion was a river and a stream’s walk away, and as the rain started, I choose not to stumble into the old growth to find the largest tree in the world, but rather I showed restraint and sat under the canopy of the understory and watched the river. Almost without appreciation for the giants I had just met, as though I were only here for Hyperion… I took what seemed like a moment of wisdom, and instead of barging off trail and into the dense growth to get to the legendary tree, I turned around and walked back like a Buddha.

Time in Washington, ecstatic rainforests and striving car sits, bizarre object related orientations taking me from what I thought I was doing, to some attraction. Perceptions of an attractive force competition, like a side stream to carrying on, with placed objects around the state, objects placed like art, imbalances, pushes, and pulls.

Frustration, anger, confusion and an inexplicable denial from entry to Canada turned me around. I wanted to see if I could work delivery international with the Doordash app and no other paper work or visa. I hypothesized that one can, but they told me no way, you would have to transfer through the company.

I thought of the border with Mexico and time spent in San Diego, the border wall and the beach at Christmas. The Mexican side a busy Fiesta and the States side almost empty with border patrol on 4×4’s and in SUVs. The Canadian border denied me entry at the check point, but in further investigation, the boarder itself was no more than a ditch between parallel roads, with no fence, one American road and one Canadian road, I could have stepped across but I did not.

Shortly after, I was sitting in the Toyota that I inherited from Grandad which I have named Thank You. The border patrol rolled up and wanted to talk. I have been in contact with authorities almost every other week while vehicular in the Southwest, California, Oregon and Washington. Imagine me on the side of the highway, in a large pull-off with brush growing through an asphalt patch. Yoga mat on the ground and an officer with hands on the vest like a billionaire’s suspenders, me, face to face, about ten feet apart, hands in prayer pose, please be seeing the same sunrise as me….

I played at a music festival in Washington and delivered a pamphlet to the festival folk. Music in the green pastures with a volcano back drop and late festival forest fire smoke, the environment and red sun looked like Myanmar.

Before Washington and California, I was briefly in Oregon, waterfalls and the banks of the Columbia. Steel bridges and zombies in Portland. I got the pamphlets printed and left, I had to be at the festival.

I wrote the way to the northwest from Sante Fe via Durango and Provo. Created a Cyclical Calendar, with the Twelve Sections and a Twelve Pointed Star, a graphic depicting the Astrological Construct. The Declaration of the Great Teaching, I compiled recurring thoughts and teachings into a pamphlet to share with the people.

Tucson and San Diego were difficult and helpful. I was stolen from in
Tucson, two computers. Lots of delivery on Bike and Driving. Desert and mountain time also. A baby Bobcat hit by motorist and injured owl died after surgery attempt. I felt my mom’s life force in the owls talons griping my hand as I placed it in a card board box to get it help. The Bobcat lived and the Owl died.  I got very mad about it and how my life seemed from a certain perspective.

The door of nonhatred can be often found shortly after the arising of hatred. In passing through the door, the possibility to leave hatred and enter into everything else that the moment is made of occurs, mindfully may we enter?

The relentless militarism, the economy and the functional effect of national defense in Tuscon and San Diego was mind altering. Like a spirit-being, pierced through the sternum by a missile, this is how you live now…

The cosmological knowledge that is being applied to the pursuits of accession, to the pursuits of separate but equal, of constructive making, wealth and capital, is of the same cosmological knowledge as the Buddha knew and taught.

However the Buddha taught to abandon feeling and perception, consciousness, formation and matter. What does this mean to an American in 2023, are we inferior to the Buddha? Our advancements and constructions are powerful and beautiful, but are they truly ignorant to a universal wisdom? Do they block us from freedom of mind, body and spirit?

On the earth that I have inherited, feeling and perception is a common state of consciousness, what does this felt sense want? Formations of mind and material preoccupy most people, who are engaged in a material object environment that is driven by the economy.

The earth, the world that has been constructed, the matter of the universe, the energy in all its forms, the empty space.

The Buddha caressed the sun and the moon, the Great makers and their matters of interest, rocket ships to the moon and satellites to the sun.

The Buddha, alive at the beginning of the Piscean era, when the earth’s axial tilt points towards Polaris. The great cycle, the dark age like a galactic winter, a universal location in the Great Cycle, the solar system rotating around the blackhole at the center of the galaxy, the universe ever expanding from the epicenter of the big bang.

The age of construction, the attachment of electrical wires, the exchange of stone for steel, the age of oil, the oil infrastructure and the automobile.

The branding of stores, the turning of nature into object, object into product, product into endlessness.

The Age of Aquarius, the passing through the Aquarian gate, where the beef turns to cows once again, the women with the blonde dreadlocks, playing the hand pan for the bovine, Johnny Fuel at delivery with the last of the beef, reading Hawking’s account of earth’s oil reserves and his prediction of 30 years left. The exiting of the hell realm, the return to the animal realm, and the comprehension of a golden age, the pinnacle of the great cycle, a field in the universe with universal energy of a galactic summer, the return to a golden age.

The Buddha, one earth mind. The statue of the Buddha built a million times for thousands of years, it was like that, it was like that… can we even fathom the Buddha.

The Buddha at the beginning of the Piscean, his death, the endless statue building of the Buddha, the dark age of material obsession, an obsession with matter, its properties and it uses, attachment to it, construction with it, and it’s use for energy conversion.

A call to recognize Overdevelopment and Overpopulation. What is to be done?

The perception of shifting from then to now, passing through the gate, have we arrived at the beginning of the Aquarian Age, the ascent of the great cycle after darkness?

25,772 years is the full cycle through the astrological construct. Each of the twelve ages is 2147.6666666667 years.

The axial tilt of the earth is 23.5 degrees towards the sun in summer in the northern hemisphere and away from the sun in winter in the northern hemisphere points to Polaris, the north star, and the earth rotates to the east around that axis.

The tropical zodiac calendar is aligned to the Vernal Equinox, the solar new year starting in spring is between the sections of Pisces and Aries.

The Sidereal Calendar is aligned with the axial tilt at 23.5 degrees off of Aries in the direction of Pisces and the projected point of the axial tilt, can be found in it’s current section of the astrological age, it’s location moving in counter rotation to the procession of the equinoxes. The tilt of the axis is towards the sun in summer and away in winter, in the northern hemisphere.

The Buddha was born Siddhartha Gautama in 563 BCE or 480 BCE in Lumbini, Shakya Republic Nepal, at the end of the Age of Aries and the Start of the Age of Piscean 2503-2586 years ago.

The construction of the Infinite Loop. The Buddha information, put through the Infinite Loop, the ancient Buddha wisdom, without ignorance of it they established and constructed; Buddha statue no longer, the Infinite loop, in recognition of humanities construct error of building Buddha. Out of the Infinite loop came your new computer, investigate it with Bodhicitta, loving kindness.

Are we on our way to an Earth of Buddha once again, the illusory nature of our beautiful formations and constructs may give way to the true dharma, free from all our projections. The universe is wondering, have humans begun to practice once again?

Formations of Awakening
The Supreme Awakening of the Twelve Pointed Star
The Enlightenment of Siddhis Sadalmelik
Compassion is Supreme
I am Thankful for the Rising Eastern Sun
Through Separation and Unification;
A Declaration of the Great Teaching

Happy Solstice and may all sentient beings experience a vastness of mind as vast and deep as the depths of space.

My friend, My friend.
Now what is to be done?

DJKCREATIVE @ inonselfcreative.online

A note to the future:

I would like to publish a book and to have a gallery show in Northern Colorado @ the MOA Fort Collins if possible. If you can help with this effort in anyway please let me know. Ones own goal and what will help one to do so.

I also have an app idea, a music media tool, for musicians at home.

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Here is the Pamphlet from the festival;
View the pamphlet here.
https://inonselfcreative.online/2023/08/26/a-declaration-of-the-great-teaching/

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Solstice Vocabulary

ANALEMA – Analema is the path of the sun, like a symbol of infinity, through the sky over the course of a year (observable with time lapse photography).

The intersecting middle of the infinity symbol-path on the eastern horizon is when the Vernal and Autumnal Equinoxes occur. The Vernal Equinox is in the spring and occurs in March, the 20th-21st, and the Autumnal Equinox is in the fall, 22nd-23rd. The Summer Solstice occurs in June, 20th-22nd and the Winter Solstice occurs in December, 21st-22nd.

The sun during the summer solstice is at it’s northern most point and the sun during the winter solstice is at its southern most point.

Analema.