The Fabric of Experience
THE DAEMON'S VOICE is an ongoing reveal of a thesis of the dynamic and fluid nature of "reality" and our inherent sovereignty over personal subjective experience. We are sovereign iterations of the Ultimate divine. Designed to create liberation from destructive self talk and enhance empowerment and mindful lucid benevolence, THESE CONCEPTS ARE BEST UNDERSTOOD BY SCROLLING TO THE BOTTOM AND READING FROM THERE UP. All entries are copyrighted.
Sections and Tabs
Monday, January 8, 2018
So what, I replied. He can’t get me up here.
Dead wrong, I was. I felt a rolling sensation to my left and then I was about 150 feet away at the edge of the paddock watching as the hands holding reins went slack, head snapping back, and the mare I had been astride ran right out from under the body that had been mine. I watched it happen, impassively, as a series of quickly clicking still shots—and the body hit the ground, head first, with a truly dispiriting thud. Suddenly, I was in a richly black void which had a sheen or luster—like a black pearl—and I was Perfect. I remarked as such too, saying “Perfect. I am perfect. Nothing can ever hurt me again.”
Instantly, he was there (the Presence) and I knew he’d never left me, ever. After a “life review” during which I actually relived vignettes of my life, seeming to descend into the dream of the world and then ascend to the void, remembering both venues at once (the temporal and the void) and so lucid, I determined to return to the world.
Now, going through this revelatory experience was transformational but it was in no wise “religious”. No, it was, and has remained, an ongoing relationship of guidance and source of creativity, but it is always about “How the Consciously Self-Evolving Machine of this Universe works”. A significant aspect of this is that “…there exists in a non-temporospatial “realm” which the guide (the Presence) persists and, from which, he exerts influence and gives guidance to maximize your earth experience to your good.” He calls this state “Quantum Imminence” (QI) and suggests, “…it is the constantly present Instant of Manifestation, the reason for the sense of ‘Poised Immanence’. It is eternally, constantly, accessible and immAnent within every instant of every incarnation’s experience.”
Recently, he suggests the guide modulates the “…Manifestation Rate of the incarnations willings, keeping the manifestation rate low when the incarnation is frightened or angry and not thinking clearly, and accelerating into ‘realization’ the helpful and productive aspirations of the incarnations as a form of reinforcement. This remains necessarily a trial and error learning situation until humanity becomes entirely willing to accept guidance and lucid enough to realize guidance is ever present in the state of QI.”
From my perspective which straddles venue experiences quite clearly in memory, it’s not magic. It looks like magic from inside the venue but it’s Science after a perspective-broadening paradigm shift. Science is a procedure of asking questions, making observations, experimenting and creating predictive models—but you cannot get answers that are meaningful to the boardening context (as in the shift from temporospatial to the QI state) until you ask the questions that address the broader context. This is a perceptual quantum leap as well. We are asking the wrong questions. As Einstein said “No problem can be solved from the same level of consciousness that created it." I suggest “perspective” or “context” as better descriptors than “level of consciousness” while taking nothing away from the expression’s verity.
Another thing he suggests might interest you: He suggests that, from the void, all possible event cascades are simultaneously available and all data for each event stream simulation is stored holographically within every instant of the vent streams. To get back into the dream of the world (event stream) I had left, he advised, “…If you want to remember this experience, you must return through ‘The Last Moment’. The Last Moment is the instance at which the event cascade’s venue was exited. It defines, location in time and space and the specific cascade of events that led to the NDE in the QI state. You have already descended into the temporal several times when we reviewed your life. You can re-enter the time-event stream anywhere. You can go back in the instant before the accident that ended in this experience and so avoid it. In that case you will experience little or no memory of this experience as memory is identification and the memories that cause identification are holographically stored in the venues to which they are relevant. All you will experience in that case is a strong sense of deja vu as you avert the accident. If you want to remember, you must return in your memory and experience, as you did in the life review, to The Last Moment and then summon your will to be there. The scenario will cascade along a thread of continuity most probable based upon the way the Universal Machine works, the way you think, your lucidity quotient and my own intercession.”
All of this has, in the intervening years, seemed evocative in its heuristic implications. Just sayin…
Sunday, January 7, 2018
Saturday, December 30, 2017
Saturday, July 29, 2017
The world we perceive to be "out there" is a projection of a reality within Consciousness. Intimacy is constant and only our concepts of being separate allow us to experience the semblance of "privacy" and "private subjective reality". No deed or thought is unwitnessed by the whole.
I have called this presence always "Michael". Asked about our relationship he has shown me the cosmos as a vast field in which to experience various degrees of imagined autonomy. We learn and become more and more like First Cause who many-fested Self as many selves that each might independently perceive and grow more and more like First Cause, exercising, at first unconsciously, their/our authority over experience as deity unawares. We are meant to evolve towards conscious appreciation of the unbounded creative energy in each of us--and the sacredness of all.
That said, there are two directions in experience: One falls deeper into the delusion of separation which creates the profane. The profane is merely a concept to describe a loss of orientation--a loss of the experience of our existing complete intimacy with each other, the world and the cosmos. The other direction of evolution is expansion into more and more awareness of love and the inescapable sacred intimacy of all.
So, about "intimacy": It cannot be achieved because it IS. All we can do is disguise or forget this truth. If we then forget our forgetting we devolve towards the profane. If we remember our forgetting and then remember our integral sacredness and the sacredness of all, then we evolve towards truth.
I have been celibate for seven years. My body many, many times each day scintillates with waves of chilling fire that dazzle through my form, up and down my spine into my head. It is the most exquisite pleasure I have ever known in flesh. I have dedicated my life to this presence and, although I love to give pleasure to others, I know that directing their minds to the physical aspects of pleasure in forms of sex (which defies the truth of intimacy already, inescapably present) is a devolution into the profane, rather than an evolution towards the truth that sacred intimacy is an inescapable fact. Separation and private deeds and private thoughts can only ever be imagined.
I am neither religious or spiritual. I am not seeking. I know what happens next because I have already died once. I came back to tell what I learned. We are unique but never separate. We are loved perfectly and eternally, no matter our delusions. We cannot be apart from what we are a part of. Any behavior or thinking that moves away from the reality of our divine integral authority is profane in the way I have defined it. It does not help. Thinking physical contact is required for intimacy is in this way profane. You may have never given this voice but any increasing aversion to sexual contact is an unspoken witnessing to these facts. Given that I feel and hear more and more the thoughts of others, I can hardly imagine being touched physically in a sexual manner. What man could I find who could match the level of awareness of assimilation into the constancy of intimacy that I already KNOW? It could only take me backwards and so it is profane. It is deception and an unhelpful illusion. By saying "I need this in order to have intimacy" we are denying the truth that all we can ever be is intimate.
“None sleep so soundly as those who but dream they are awake.”
Saturday, June 24, 2017
Monday, April 10, 2017
Detachment is important for me, given my neurological condition, and yet I am a terribly passionate soul, and “terribly” is the perfect adjective here. God rendered this heart, both beautifully and terribly passionate. This had happened to me before, when my Daddy died. It went on for five years after he passed. Three or four times a day I would feel as if I were dying and a malignant thought kept intruding into my mindspace saying, "You shall drop dead at any second, surely you will. You cannot live without your heart." This Bindu loss was going to be a hard one to redeem. Terrible and beautiful.
Callaghan Grant (All rights reserved)
Sunday, April 2, 2017
Suffering is not escaped by death, but by Truth.
So there I was, imperiled in nightmares – a little child. Powerless, right? Wrong. Michael came into my dreaming mindspace – a Companion as constant as my nightmares. When He appeared, He would remind me, from within the dream, that I had a body in what I called my “real life” and so, nothing in the dream had any “real” power over me, unless I gave it power. I could escape the dream venue, by simply waking up, at any Now. Now is pivotal because “later” never comes sooner than the monsters catch you. Moreover, the monsters from your “past” can only get into your “future” through the window of Now. Thus, Michael taught me to be Lucid in my dreams. He pointed out that, when I was afraid, I always felt a gush of heat in the core of my being. That feeling was a signal that I should remember my body, which, being unaffected by dreams, served as a life raft to my awareness waiting “above” in “wakefulness”. I could dive down into sleep, have an unpleasant experience, and ascend to the raft above – my “Wakened Self”. Interesting metaphor. Shortly, you’ll understand why He chose it.
He's kicking, Michael advised.
When I returned to the dream of the world, I was no longer from “…round these parts.” I have ever since been centered in my existence in the Eternal and so, to the perceptions of most, “I ain’t right” and that’s okay.
I’ve got the mojo risein’ and I no longer ever discount anything Michael whispers into my mindspace. He’s my Beloved Constant Companion – the life raft waiting in the illuminated realm of the Eternal, anchored to me by Our mutual love, trust and reverence, while I dive the murky waters of this dream world below. Whenever I think I see something over which conditioning tells me I should suffer, it is a sign to me that I have briefly forgotten who and what I am. I have identified my Self as but a tiny character, drowning in a dream of powerlessness. As the heat in my belly served to waken me within childhood nightmares, suffering reminds me that I need to buoy up my Lucidity: Rise Again. Verily, this Spirit burns brightly enough to animate the ashes of its own rebirth. “Bring it on, Freight Train,” I growl, as it runs me down. “Is that all you got?” I stand and smile and dust off, watching it disappear with forgiving eyes. “Where are those ponies?”