Tag Archive: ecstatic


My body is my Temple. Anything that distracts me from reclusive and absorbed presence in the Temple is irreverent and irrelevant. This Temple is inherently there. No movement or action is required at all to be in your Holy Place. Any movement that is not purposefully of a pragmatic or ecstatic nature should be discarded. This means movements of body, but it also means movement of the eyes, and speech, and mental activity. So much of our energies are used for completely pointless activities. We sit around and fidget, move our eyes around, and analyze everything, because we don’t know how to be still, and feel we always have to be doing something. Ecstatic union with God is impossible in such a state.

Our baseline of ‘stillness’ is actually quite a high amount of movement or perceptual activities, and we become entirely de-sensitized to that range of activity, as if it is nothing. All things that happen to us are judged in relation to that baseline, which is a farily high level of activity. We have no sensitivity. We cannot experience ecstacy. We cannot know God. All of this unnecessary activity degrades your Temple. The aim of life is to know Self, to know God. God is not found through activities in the world, but through seeking him in his Temple, your body.

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“The Medium is the Message.” I feel that this statement is very profound. The specific outflows of any given Medium will evolve according to its own principles, and will inevitably bring about new realities to go along with it. This explains our recent development, as it correlates most precisely with improvements in communicative technology. Developments in technology, most particularly the internet, certainly bring about an entirely new medium, unlike any that has ever existed before. This necessarily will bring about new realities, unlike any that have existed before. These new potential reality-models have not yet begun to be fully utilized by a long shot.  We are, therefore, charting new territory. It is our duty, then, to make these new realities as perfect and joyful as possible, because these creations will manifest as new reality-developments within the species.

We’re just young, misunderstood
Dreamin of a world in which we could
See the change we want to make
Have our words not be fake
As generations past
Whose ideals could never last

My own slice of paradise
Like minds coming together
It’s all I require
The potential I see, in you and me
That’s what I admire

This world, it’s a seed
Unable to sprout, because of greed
Togetherness, ecstatic bliss, rains down from the heavens
Love, our true nature, shines ineffable brightness
The roots are taking hold
Our birth has begun

Time to Pretend

Self is a part
The result of fragmentation
I give up differentiation
And find a new appreciation
For life without ‘I’
Only he who is nothing
Can be anything
An ecstatic interweaving of endless roles
A cosmic dance of temporary identity
There is no me
I am gone
Time to pretend

Bliss

Attraction that spans the universe
Drawing into itself all of space and time
An orgasm in the coming together of soul and existence itself
You are a nothingness consisting of both infinity and eternity
I am all, and so need nothing
Bliss