by Jon Rappoport
May 6, 2019
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These are notes I made on the subject of one of the central aspects of physical reality:
The physical body is extremely attractive. One could call it an “art object.” Nothing Michelangelo or Leonardo painted or sculpted can rival it. The body, inhabited by a soul, comes alive. It walks and talks and eats and procreates. When you have a planet inhabited by eight billion souls cloaked in bodies, you have societies and complexities. You now have problems and troubles. Souls become enmeshed.
It’s astonishing to contemplate the reduction of capabilities the soul has to accept and undergo when taking on an infant’s body. The lure of a physical body is apparently so great that a soul will forget what it can do. It prefers to enter a starkly diminished existence.
No wonder life on planet Earth brings on such difficulties. The soul, unencumbered, can fly and soar. It can invent, and deal with, energies in all sorts of extraordinary ways. It is immortal. Yet the soul, cloaked in a physical body, presents a very different picture to itself.
All metaphysical philosophies and religions brush up against the question of the soul. However, their pronouncements are vague or confusing or deceptive or false. They raise up some superior and ultimate Force beyond the soul, AND THEY ALSO, AT THE SAME TIME, DIMINISH THE SOUL IN THE PROCESS—as if that is their real intent. ON TOP OF ALL THIS, THE SOUL CLAIMS IT CANNOT DEVELOP A SENSE OF ETHICAL ACTIONS, EXCEPT BY REFERRING TO THE PRECEPTS OF A RELIGION.
The individual soul is a master chess player who keeps demanding millions of games of tic-tac-toe.
“Immortality wants to become mortal.” For what purpose? To find out what it is like to “abandon the act of lifting a mountain in favor of the act of struggling to climb it?”
The soul apparently seeks to wipe out knowledge of itself and what it can do. Rather, it seeks to wear a badge of materialism, which insists that physical matter is all there is.
How does the soul bury its vast knowledge and capabilities? Through the sheer act of bringing on amnesia, and also through consigning all that knowledge to a place which has been discredited as “having nothing to do with THINGS AS THEY ARE”: THE IMAGINATION.
THE SOUL CAN INVENT ENERGY—but it prefers to spend its days “standing on a ladder in a room changing light bulbs.”
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The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.
“…We are not human beings on a spiritual journey. We are spiritual beings on a human journey…” — Stephen Covey
“Modern ” man seems to be fascinated with superheroes, both real and fictional. The amplification of the PHYSICAL powers of the human body is seen in sports and popular Hollywood tales and the “promise” of transhumanism. The irony of course is that we all have these great powers in our original spirit which can dwarf anything we may manifest in the physical. Perhaps this phenomenon is human spiritual memory transferred to this material plane.
Imagination = I forgot to remember to forget.
The body is like putting on a size four shoe with size ten feet..(probably worse than that)
I nearly died as an infant a few times and i believe i revisited that experience in dream form in my early twenties…still very vivid.
In my dream I had realized i had died and was leaving the universe, gaining speed as i went..as i flew through the solar system i went faster and faster, ALL the questions i had ever had were answered as knowledge simply opened itself..in a hyperliminal way, and now i am realizing that this is what i get when i get “intuition” while i am in the body (which feels like being on the receiving end of a firehose of info)..except this was the normal way of “thinking” and communicating . Not Thought, which was VERY slow and cumbersome..In fact this felt like my true natural way of being and like being released from something very confining.
I remember as i came back into my body, trying to hold on to the knowledge which was luminous like a flame. All the things i had ever wanted to know about why things were the way they were, especially the physics questions, i wanted to bring back…were flickering in my grasp like a living thing, and as i compressed and it got tighter and heavier, i could not hold on to it..i woke up trying desperately to hold onto what i had just known.
and was devastated when i could not…i was too heavy and the knowledge was too fast and light.
Many of us have had experiences like this.
Alot of us don’t talk about these experiences for fear of being locked up.
I am tired of keeping my mouth shut just to avoid being ridiculed by a bunch of control freak “scientists”.
I can get into that high flow state and believe imagination is spiritual
(a good reason to be careful of what you watch on TV) as is intuition.
Creativity, imagination and intuitive knowing are like a fire.
My problem: how do you keep yourself from burning up ?
That alien feeling…I know what talking about…it moves so fast that it nauseates with how quickly it moves…
Hyperliminal: had to look it to remember what it is…it brought a smile to face — the fire, the consuming, the burning up
Poem: ABOUT thE eND or SOMETHING LIKE THAT?
I like time. It cuts it all up in easily chewable pieces — some like days, and other weeks and months and years. Me, I do the time between this comma, and the end of this sentence. And then I start again.
This constantly forgetting myself, so many years lost to the final result. And I am not completely proud of that fact.
It is snowing again, and entropy is the end they say, and soon is will snow all of the time. Until a million years is packed up layers that reach for the sky.
I saw a story of the end. A zillion trillion years ahead of us, and the last photons spark out of existence and the void takes hold.
How many times has this happened?
Me, I have a another view, if I were to believe in such nonsense. It is like a great breath out, and then the inhale and a breath back out again. The recycling and recycling of a finite.
The forgetting inbetween
Love these notes and the questions they present. Thanks, Jon
It doesn’t make any sense at all, what you write. And I have a thousand reasons for that — none of which are here.
I read the first comment by Steve C about Steve Covey and then went and read about him and his self-help books and his unfortunate bike accident, going too fast down a hill…banged his head and died. Read his eight habit of the “The Seven Habits of Highly effective People”..
“Find your voice and inspire others to find theirs.” — Steve C
And have recently come to understand that most people don’t understand what they talking about when they use the words: spirit and soul.
Too many times it is used in dogmatic tribe speak about nothing; the right and wrong way of approaching and understanding some truth about a religion; a way, and the organized and group pursuit of it.
Spirit really is about when you have allowed yourself to drop all the bullshit, and play. That is all…just play, play seriously. Put everything you got into, for no reward no benefit, no self-help. No psychology. No magic understanding. None of that. Just play, play because you love it immensely, and you, do it naturally better than anything else you undertake in your life. That’s a spiritual undertaking. A great spiritual undertaking. You don’t have to drag rocks uphill or wear a funny outfit or being excepted into a special club.
But this nonsense of pretending you’re not an eagle a mile up in a blue sky, but are walking around on unused wings like a chicken amongst coyotes, and the crows and magpies or standing on a ladder with amnesia changing a lightbulb is total nonsense.
WooWoo!
Immortality wanting mortality; tic-tac-toe; crawling up a mountain. Poppycock Jon!
Maybe there are not 8 billion souls here, maybe there is only a few of us. Maybe you have to grow one? A soul that is..
Maybe you have to not give a shit about any of this and go it your own way and play.
Maybe the only reason a soul is here, is to play……
“Birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. . .” Wordsworth
(From a long-ago HS lit class)
“[…]Shades of the prison-house begin to close
Upon the growing Boy […]” –Woodsworth
Sometimes poetry is the only language I can understand. Today is one of those days…
” […] Open closed open. Before we are born, everything is open
in the universe without us. For as long as we live, everything is closed
within us. And when we die, everything is open again.
Open closed open. That’s all we are.[…]” — Yehuda Amichai
“A frog in a well cannot be talked to about the sea.” – Chuang Tzu (Chinese philosopher)
The soul always knows what to do to heal itself. The challenge is to silence the mind
Caroline Myss
If I may, the term ‘soul’ correctly refers to the Psyche, which has nothing to do with the (immortal) spirit as is commonly designated in Old and New Age religious and/or non-religious thinking. The soul is a material part of the human body consisting of the nervous systems and nerve centers.
The (immortal) spirit on the other hand, i.e. the spirit-form of the human being, is of pure creational-energetical nature and has nothing to do with the consciousness nor with the brainwaves, which are able to be perceived and measured. Since time immemorial, the consciousness is erroneously referred to as the ‘spirit’ of the human being, although the spirit however is of a completely different nature than the consciousness. The spirit, that is to say, the spirit-form of the human being, is purely creational, whereas the consciousness is a factor of the human being and responsible for the fact that thoughts can be created from it, whereby also the entire rationale comes forth from it, so therefore also intellect and rationality. The spirit, in other words, the spirit form, however, is solely the creational-natural pre-given energy, which gives life to the human body.
http://au.figu.org/spirit.html