Consciousness Is The One Thing That Cannot Be A Construct


I am woo, woo is me.
We’re all in each other’s minds.
We’re all one self experiencing itself in infinite ways. We have no end to ourself. There’s always more to explore.
My realization I just had is that death is a construct. The idea of total nonbeing for all time is a construct.
Once again – death is a construct.
Endless
Beginningless
Deathless & Complete
Tethered at all moments to the source
Unbreakable
Love-filled infinitude
Brimming with replenished abundance
Never losing connectivity with the first experience
The delicate beauty inherent
Homebound
With love for everyone and everything
All are true friend I find
Remembrance of the highest calling
Simply to be with what is
As we awaken all beings in all spaces and times with bliss-filled love eternity
I just have question as to what the ringing and pressure in my head is.

I just have such fear that death is either eternal hell or eternal nothingness. I’ve had a rough life. I drank DXM and apparently went unconscious for 5 minutes. I woke up with no emotion, memory and damaged senses. I don’t believe in the scientific worldview anymore at all, but I still feel like there could be something more while being nothing after death. I still have the lack of that mental stuff. Last year I jumped 30 feet off my roof, broke my pelvis, both my ankles, fractured my spine and bruised my lung. But I survived and I can still walk. Although I had 4 surgeries. I was in a wheelchair. I’ve just had it terrible. But I’m thankful for being alive. And I just don’t want hell or nothing after death. I forgive everyone and everything. I love everyone and everything. I just hope everyone and everything can forgive me for doing what I did.

I hear you in me. Whispering your voice. I hear you say things.
I just want you to be safe. And I love you. You took away my fear. You’re beautiful.
By the way have you heard Mooji?
I never knew we could communicate across space even in our minds.

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