"Escaping Velocity" as in the speed at which one must ensue life for escaping the confines of self.

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By learnlovelive

Novel Ideas:

There are modes of self never perceived. We are one collective idea in sway and constant propagation. Since the advent of human we have presided as a race of progressively intelligent beings. We are manifest. It matters not of what per se; only that we are conceived of spatial resonance and temporal relativity. We are here under cognition, or so we would assume. There is no I without EYES to see that which makes YOU. We are the great reflection; the conscious assumption that we are of entire result procured. That we have been developed or bestowed. We are the one essence that is mindful HUMAN. Without that which is around you you may not develop ego; you may not develop I; you may not develop - for there is not which that surrounds you to purpose your presence. Without the great mirror of reality - existence matters not; in every sense and every relish - we are time and space set forth with feet and mind and eye, mouth, and hands...we are the everlasting life that is eternal love - for the simple reality that we have survived. We are the homage to mortality - we are grace and perish rolled into blood. The spirit that dwells within us is greater than that of any other beast known to man - for man only knows that of his own spirit. HUMAN is deeper than anything ever before imagined. We are beyond our own comprehension in this day - we have marginalized all that is and was the mystical human. Spirituality is a relic of storybook anticipation in our day .We are in death's waiting room assuming the fetal position until God sweeps us away into eternal delight - a wonderful world of fantasy and make believe where all is pearly and perfect.

The great fantasy is your singular mind.

To believe that you are real is the first mistake you could make; to assume that you have rights to life is the second.

You are nothing more than the reflection of all that impresses you; you are given the very essence of life as a gift to be honored - not to be selfishly oppressed; owned; or destroyed. You are the pervasive reality that is life manifested as HUMAN intelligence; you are the great designed architect; you are the welcome of all that is life; you are the walk that is equal with the way of life; you are the path that sets forth into hope for better things; you are the unknown knowing of all that is has and could have been. You are the imagination without the ego.

What is happening here? What is going on in the mind; are you simply the ego waltzing around; fumbling around; trying to stake a selfish claim to your "divine" right of freewill? Are you so busy pretending you're you that you forget to be anyone else...? Have you forgotten that you are nothing without that which surrounds you? Have you been in sick denial for oh so long? The greatest fantasy; the heaviest fiction; is the idea of self.

Atman Annica Avidya
We are the great delusion of impermanence.
Self delusion impermanent.
Impermanent self is delusion.

We are the human soul, propagate! We are the rising spirit, emanate! We are the intrinsic exogenesis, emanate!

You are in denial; there is something within you that you have been denying with the uber-no that is saying no to all which is good and right. You are lying to yourself - assuming that you are worthy of being unworthy to assume that life is worthless. You are the great rift that IS time and space manifested to REACH BACK toward that which is time and space itself as to understand and coalesce.

You are the meeting in the middle of all that is existence and reality. You are the convergence of singular understanding - you are the molten spark of divine wisdom that is time and space itself manifested.

Life is life as life does live. This is truism. This is reality. Love is the divine propagator of life itself, for without this desire there is no pure initiative to continue existence. The tragic worry of personal fruition has absconded the nature of absolute humanity. We are the presence of life everlasting we are the possibility of love eternal we are the reconciliation of all things past with this moment alone. We are not required to any more or any less.

Your life is a game set up to keep you occupied; formulated to distract you from the reality of spiritual prowess; you are lost in the delusion of materialism as if it is the only reality. You so boldly assume that all you can touch is real - when you know only that someone else has created it...and nothing more. All tools and accouterments in processing reality are but only those given to you by external endowment. Whether man made or of natural process extraneous of human advent.

We have been trained to see only that which our forefathers have seen; to understand that which only our parents have taught; we are not people - we are clones of people past. We are the carbon copy of a once vivid human entity who emanated life pervasively through all that was fear of life misunderstood. We were deeper than you will allow. We were one with the divine that is the life of living alone. We were in tune with the forces that fluently mitigate our framework. We were defined by ourselves alone.

You are ego. You are not ID. SUPER EGO IS DEAD. Forget the possibility. You do not own super ego any longer. Ego is your only task to over come. ID is the realization of all that IS LIFE. Ego is the blanket to keep ID overshadowed and quelled. Ego is the selfish self that is the self of selfishness. GO and run fast; leave your mind and GIVE YOURSELF AWAY it is the only way to lose that which is your ego.

You must lose all that is your own desire in order to truly experience all else which is not. You are too tied into the wishes of your own perceptions to perceive all else that is not you.

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