All is Illusion

Ever hear of Automatic Writing? Well. This is that. It is as though whatever is being written is being written through me. I couldn't have come up with this on my own.

This was dated August 13, 2002

This is all illusion - All is illusion - These words, this pen - all is floating in space - dancing in the air, but looking as through it is on paper - you are a segmented being who claims to be whole. But there are only segments knitted together by the imagination. There are threads that are there, but are not acknowledged - threads between you and your chair, you and your vehicle, you and your neighbors. There are many threads, like a spider's web. We are all knitted together by an imagination we do not claim. But it is as much ours as the one that knits our body together. We are all one organism that appears to breathe separately. But it actually takes one collective breath. Know that your world leaders make decisions that affect this body's well being. They make the decisions that you call them to make. They are you you. You are the energy that is them. Feed them nutritiously, because they need to be fed "the good" stuff for the health of the organism and for its survival. This is not real - but it is the reality you created. Lessons are here to be learned, and learned they will be. Know that these lessons come in this world. There are alternates with different lessons. It's like a control room with many TV screens. Once can watch many scenes of many lifetimes transpiring at one time - and at any one time, one, or more of those screens can go blank - as if shut off. The screen could then turn on again, only to find a different scenario. There are limitless possibilities, and it is beyond human comprehension to realize that this is not the "one" reality. It is just one among many - and can be scraped at any time - as other have through time. Times as you know it does not exist. Time as you know it is only the appearance of movement. There is no such thing as movement. There is only now. If you were to blink, the next reality would be upon you. Blink again, and there's the next one. Minute by minute is nothing but reality to reality. Know that there is no such thing as minutes, seconds, years - you are as young today as you have always been - and you are as old today as you have always been - which mirror are you looking in? What is the reflection that you see? It's your choice. Mirrors reflect your reality. There are all kinds of mirrors - your family, your environment, your health...the world in which you live is a reflection of you...