Away

Allah,

Take me away. My heart is full to the brim.

And I haven't cried for so long!

- Prophecy

The End of Time

I had an insight.

What is Time?

Time is wanting or doing something - the better phrase is engaging with something - for some purpose other than that thing itself. There is then a distance between the End and Self, and Means are the Space within.

The opposite of Time must be Joy.

When we do something completely for itself, and not for something before it, and not for something after it, we enjoy it. We in-joy.

To release from Time, a method is to Be One's True Self. This ends the distance, the space within one's potential state and one's existing state. Be yourself. That will life the curse of time.

Prophecy, intend strongly, now, right now to release your Self from Time. Just do it.

Go!

(Go read That Which Ends Time. You know what it is. "The Event.")

Enough!

Prophecy!

I must tell you I am extremely angry. This cannot go on.

Don't create explanations of how you feel or how you should feel. As long as there is a thinking gap between you and what you perceive, you are not there!

I am tired of you dragging on and putting your faith where you know it does not belong. It makes people dangerous when they are in a world they don't want to be in.

When the moment of truth presents itself to you, stop arguing and wondering. This is not the point! No one ever got anywhere by admiring a bus, but rather by taking it!

I understand you are in a shift - what I don't understand is your romance with the shift. Mind prolongs time, understand that. Whoever went about creating time never got to where they wanted to - because the only "thing" to get to is the Now. Miss that, and you will perpetually be indebted to your Past. Avoid that, and you will keep venturing into the Future.

This is a curse, Prophecy! This entangled the best of human potential and never allowed it to be manifested. DO NOT CREATE TIME. Do not believe even for a second that you can be or could be anything else than who you truly are at the moment.

Be you.

Apply what you have learned, or there is no need to go on.

Be you.

Footloose in SoHo

Prophecy-

I don't understand how and for what to build castles of permanency. My Self dreads any promise or imposition. I don't want to run to anything, nor away from anything. I am.

The quickest for me to destroy something is to feel attached to it, and to try to develop any attachment. I want every moment in my life to be dissolving, a self-destructive temporal, ethereal message.

Even though there is still some lingering pain in destruction, I'd rather have that gone-ness than a sticky residue. You know what I mean?

That reminds me - (oh memory, memory!) - my first ever proper website was titled "Footloose in SoHo" - a collection of teenage angsty poetry and agony imagery. Beautiful, though.

I like the footlooseness. I wonder if my feet hurt not because of wandering, but for the lack of it. Aye - that must be it! The invisible ailment that no machine nor scanner can pick. The ailment of not being who one is.

Anyhow. What a wandering little blog! But then - hasn't it been called A Quest for Beauty; a Lust for Life right from its inception? Names have meanings, Prophecy. You know that!

Love!

To Not to Stress

Think of a pleasant warm shower that gives one relaxation. Think back to how its warmth is powered.

The water is warmed by a boiler, at the heart of which sits a tiny furnace, at the core of which is FIRE. Powerful, raw fire. This is what fire is: an energy that exudes power.

Should one decide to tear down a shower, expose the pipes, trace them to the boiler, piece it apart, reach to its core, and put their hands on the fire - THEY. WILL. BURN.

That does not imply that the fire is "harmful" or the boiler is "bad." They are what they are. The issue is that they are engaged by an external entity at the level to which the boiler ought not to have been engaged.

Our fire is meant to power us - no more, no less. How it's used in the world out there is based upon our intention, it's not the "fault" of the nature of the fire. We stand between our energy and the world, and that's where the transaction with the outer world takes place.

Don't be tempted to blame the fire within; it powers you. Don't prevent your fire from being channeled either - it creates pleasure, relaxation, and joy by transforming the energy of water into a warm shower.

You are you.

Transform a situation in which you are being pieced apart. And know that this tearing or this transformation is a process that takes only ONE: you.

This occurred to me during a meditation last night. 'The question that came into my mind was: how does stress 'peel us down to the animal level?' Why do we feel rage? Must the animal within be reigned in, or must it be liberated?"

This question arose in a conversation earlier.

The answer has helped me understand the stress situation I had been examining in my self (and my dear Karachi world) for the past couple of weeks - a situation that inevitably leads to moments where the whole world seems hostile and we react in a snap.