I�m at a posh house-sit now, till Jan. 31st, sharing it with my friend, Phil. I haven�t spent much time in the canyon this winter. I also have a new secret squat in town, which Phil coined �the squattage.�
Wal-Mart Schmalfart
Wal-Mart wants to build in the Moab area. Many folks are saying it�s inevitable, that there�s nothing we can do but throw up our hands. Many say that if Moab's Grand County doesn�t welcome Wal-Mart, neighboring San Juan County will, and Grand County will lose both a tax base and its businesses. Never mind that both San Juan County and this county will lose most their small businesses and most the money will flow out of the area. This is Wal-Mart�s common tactic, pitting counties against each other, then leaching them all.
Wal-Mart Schmalfart
Wal-Mart wants to build in the Moab area. Many folks are saying it�s inevitable, that there�s nothing we can do but throw up our hands. Many say that if Moab's Grand County doesn�t welcome Wal-Mart, neighboring San Juan County will, and Grand County will lose both a tax base and its businesses. Never mind that both San Juan County and this county will lose most their small businesses and most the money will flow out of the area. This is Wal-Mart�s common tactic, pitting counties against each other, then leaching them all.
The no-end-in-sight growth of the capitalistic cancer seems unstoppable, omnipotent. A few people have commented to me that my visions of a moneyless world are na�ve & idealistic. I often think so, too.
Am I Na�ve? Am I a Realist?
But now I put out this question: is my life being driven by ideology or reality? What I know and can only know is what�s in my self, what brings me unspeakable peace. And that peace is Reality, because I know it. If this were only a belief and not knowledge, it would be just an Ideology.
Yes, today I�ve had an epiphany about the Real and the Ideal.
Real is what is. Ideal is thoughts about what was, will be, or could or should be or have been. When Ideal becomes what IS, thoughts become crucified, and the Ideal resurrects as the Real. The ideal and the real merge as One, even as bread merges with the body when eaten.
Am I Na�ve? Am I a Realist?
But now I put out this question: is my life being driven by ideology or reality? What I know and can only know is what�s in my self, what brings me unspeakable peace. And that peace is Reality, because I know it. If this were only a belief and not knowledge, it would be just an Ideology.
Yes, today I�ve had an epiphany about the Real and the Ideal.
Real is what is. Ideal is thoughts about what was, will be, or could or should be or have been. When Ideal becomes what IS, thoughts become crucified, and the Ideal resurrects as the Real. The ideal and the real merge as One, even as bread merges with the body when eaten.
Somebody told me I should have a plan for this envisioned moneyless world. But there can be no plans in any brain on how a moneyless society could function. If there could be, it wouldn�t be moneyless. It can only function by giving up mind-control and resting in simple faith, in trust. Everyone who truly follows their own religion will know exactly what I am saying. Money by its very nature is mind control. This is where I am called na�ve. Indeed I am.
How can we trust people if we can't give up control of them? Every parent learns that an untrusted child becomes untrustworthy. Trust can only be born from trust, even if you have to forgive the untrustworthy 70 x 7 times.
And why, in its Grand Sense of Humor, has the Universe spread religion by the hands of money-worshipers to every corner of this world � religion that at its very core spells out the principles of a moneyless world? What a hoot. I�m not just talking about the money-worshipping Christian institution, but all the world religions. At their core is the key! I've even recently been astonished to realize this key at the core of Mormonism! The Book of Mormon is the most ingeniously absurd book I've ever read, and Joseph Smith the divine comedian.
I've spoken my ideology. And can you see this ideology dissolving into Reality, which cannot be spoken?
Can you see behind my ideas that I am a Realist? I have often held that if every person became real, balance would automatically return as it is in the wild, natural world. (Yet, we can never return to animal nature, but a likeness of it, with new, uniquely human awareness. How do I know this? Practice the core path of your religion and you�ll see for yourself).
If every person became real, money would cease. You can't make money cease with Reality following. You must first become Real, and then money ceases as Reality comes. Why do I say this? Listen, because it�s so simple it may astonish you:
Prostitution: Real or Illusion?
Let�s take a look at prostitution again. You pay a prostitute to �make love� to you. You know the act is not real, you know that neither you nor the prostitute is being real. You�re paying for
illusion. It�s artificial love. The �love� is an idea, not a reality. We all know deep down that we can only love and be loved out of purely free will � spontaneous, free, unpaid for. Love cannot exist any other way. If it is not free it is not real.
If you stop paying the prostitute, that isn't going to make her love you, either. You must first love her and she must first love you, so that the idea of you paying her becomes totally revolting. This is why I am not for the abolishment of money. Money is not the evil, it is our not being Real, illusion, that is evil.
How can we trust people if we can't give up control of them? Every parent learns that an untrusted child becomes untrustworthy. Trust can only be born from trust, even if you have to forgive the untrustworthy 70 x 7 times.
And why, in its Grand Sense of Humor, has the Universe spread religion by the hands of money-worshipers to every corner of this world � religion that at its very core spells out the principles of a moneyless world? What a hoot. I�m not just talking about the money-worshipping Christian institution, but all the world religions. At their core is the key! I've even recently been astonished to realize this key at the core of Mormonism! The Book of Mormon is the most ingeniously absurd book I've ever read, and Joseph Smith the divine comedian.
I've spoken my ideology. And can you see this ideology dissolving into Reality, which cannot be spoken?
Can you see behind my ideas that I am a Realist? I have often held that if every person became real, balance would automatically return as it is in the wild, natural world. (Yet, we can never return to animal nature, but a likeness of it, with new, uniquely human awareness. How do I know this? Practice the core path of your religion and you�ll see for yourself).
If every person became real, money would cease. You can't make money cease with Reality following. You must first become Real, and then money ceases as Reality comes. Why do I say this? Listen, because it�s so simple it may astonish you:
Prostitution: Real or Illusion?
Let�s take a look at prostitution again. You pay a prostitute to �make love� to you. You know the act is not real, you know that neither you nor the prostitute is being real. You�re paying for
illusion. It�s artificial love. The �love� is an idea, not a reality. We all know deep down that we can only love and be loved out of purely free will � spontaneous, free, unpaid for. Love cannot exist any other way. If it is not free it is not real.If you stop paying the prostitute, that isn't going to make her love you, either. You must first love her and she must first love you, so that the idea of you paying her becomes totally revolting. This is why I am not for the abolishment of money. Money is not the evil, it is our not being Real, illusion, that is evil.
I am not for the abolishment of money, but I am for money going obsolete. Money cannot be abolished, but money can go obsolete, vanish, if we simply be real. Why? Because money itself is not real, but only a belief, an illusion.
Ponder this: Nothing Real is evil. Nothing that Exists is evil. Nobody who is real is evil. Nobody who Exists is evil! Only illusions and actors can be evil.
Now extend this principle of prostitution to every particle in the universe. Do you let things (anything !) come your way naturally, freely, spontaneously, or do you have to pay to make what you want happen? Do you trust that everything you need comes your way in its own good time, or do you lose patience and pay for it to come in your own controlled time? Do you trust or do you bribe? Do you think the only way you can get what you need is to pay for it, to go in debt to get it? Or do you think the only way you can "get it" is to rape? If this is the only way to survive, then love is a myth and there is no reality.
Why does love forever elude you?
�Love is patient�. If you lose patience and think the only way you can get what you need is to pay for it, to manipulate it, then love forever eludes you, reality forever eludes you, and the universe to you becomes impersonal and meaningless. You prowl the dark streets for prostituted love, forever chasing desire never fulfilled. You become the cynic, and your beliefs in the universe are self-fulfilling. All occurrences and people become untrustworthy in your self-fulfilling prophecy. And your ego gloats, saying, "See, I was right, and you and your naive spirituality were wrong." And indeed you were right. Your belief has created your "reality." Anybody who has recovered from clinical depression knows this principle.
Neither you nor the prostitute can be real. Neither you nor anything you pay for can be real!
Again, Why Do I Live Moneyless?
Why do I live moneyless? Because I have no more strength for the world of artificiality, no more strength for the world of ideology separate from reality! Why should I want to return to clinical depression? Yes, I am a realist! All I want is the real and to be real. It takes work to hold up a prop, an act. It is Rest to be Real.
Instead of using the misused and twisted word, �God�, I am now using the word Reality. Hear Oh Humanity: the Reality your Lord is One. You shall love Reality with all of your heart, all of your soul, all of your mind, and all of your strength. And the second commandment is like it: You shall love your Neighbor as your own Self. There is NOTHING but Reality. Ponder that. How can I love my neighbor if I can�t recognize my neighbor as Real, and how can I recognize my neighbor as Real if I am not Real? Become Real: This is our only mission in life. As the old Sting song says, �Be your self, no matter what they say.� The one who is ashamed of being Real will be shamed before all creatures, no matter how many props he hides himself under.
Become Real, become Reality.
Impersonal To the Impersonal. Personal To the Personal.
We think of the universe as impersonal. We are persons, part of the Universe, aren�t we? Isn�t the definition of person a being with Free Will? Does the universe have free will? We exist, don�t we; and we are part of the Universe, aren�t we? And isn�t the only Real person the person who doesn�t have to be paid to act, coerced to act? And isn�t the only Love the need that comes in its own sweet time for free, un-coerced, unpaid for? When we become Real, the whole universe becomes Real. �To the Pure all is Pure.� Thus, Real is synonymous with Love. And Love is Personality. There can be nothing Real apart from Love, and there can be no Love apart from the Real. And Love can only be given and taken freely, else it is not Love! In other words, the Real can only be given and taken freely else it is not Real!
Real means �Royal� in Spanish.
Do you believe in Reality? So, skeptic, are you really the realist you think you are?
The Beauty of the Mythic Image
Now the beauty of Reality is that Reality clothes itself in myth, in illusion, as a mythic king is garbed in splendor. And Reality rides on Myth as Vishnu rides on the Seven-Headed Naga raft, and as the Seven-Headed Naga snake shelters the Buddha in his
liberation, and as Aztec Quetzal-Coatl (Mayan Kulkulkan) floats away on his Serpent Raft. When we recognize the Myth as myth, the Illusion as illusion, the Actor as actor, the Prop as prop, all neither good nor evil, then the World becomes a Play, as Shakespeare says. It becomes a Play of One Real with many masks.
Ponder this: Nothing Real is evil. Nothing that Exists is evil. Nobody who is real is evil. Nobody who Exists is evil! Only illusions and actors can be evil.
Now extend this principle of prostitution to every particle in the universe. Do you let things (anything !) come your way naturally, freely, spontaneously, or do you have to pay to make what you want happen? Do you trust that everything you need comes your way in its own good time, or do you lose patience and pay for it to come in your own controlled time? Do you trust or do you bribe? Do you think the only way you can get what you need is to pay for it, to go in debt to get it? Or do you think the only way you can "get it" is to rape? If this is the only way to survive, then love is a myth and there is no reality.
Why does love forever elude you?
�Love is patient�. If you lose patience and think the only way you can get what you need is to pay for it, to manipulate it, then love forever eludes you, reality forever eludes you, and the universe to you becomes impersonal and meaningless. You prowl the dark streets for prostituted love, forever chasing desire never fulfilled. You become the cynic, and your beliefs in the universe are self-fulfilling. All occurrences and people become untrustworthy in your self-fulfilling prophecy. And your ego gloats, saying, "See, I was right, and you and your naive spirituality were wrong." And indeed you were right. Your belief has created your "reality." Anybody who has recovered from clinical depression knows this principle.
Neither you nor the prostitute can be real. Neither you nor anything you pay for can be real!
Again, Why Do I Live Moneyless?
Why do I live moneyless? Because I have no more strength for the world of artificiality, no more strength for the world of ideology separate from reality! Why should I want to return to clinical depression? Yes, I am a realist! All I want is the real and to be real. It takes work to hold up a prop, an act. It is Rest to be Real.
Instead of using the misused and twisted word, �God�, I am now using the word Reality. Hear Oh Humanity: the Reality your Lord is One. You shall love Reality with all of your heart, all of your soul, all of your mind, and all of your strength. And the second commandment is like it: You shall love your Neighbor as your own Self. There is NOTHING but Reality. Ponder that. How can I love my neighbor if I can�t recognize my neighbor as Real, and how can I recognize my neighbor as Real if I am not Real? Become Real: This is our only mission in life. As the old Sting song says, �Be your self, no matter what they say.� The one who is ashamed of being Real will be shamed before all creatures, no matter how many props he hides himself under.
Become Real, become Reality.
Impersonal To the Impersonal. Personal To the Personal.
We think of the universe as impersonal. We are persons, part of the Universe, aren�t we? Isn�t the definition of person a being with Free Will? Does the universe have free will? We exist, don�t we; and we are part of the Universe, aren�t we? And isn�t the only Real person the person who doesn�t have to be paid to act, coerced to act? And isn�t the only Love the need that comes in its own sweet time for free, un-coerced, unpaid for? When we become Real, the whole universe becomes Real. �To the Pure all is Pure.� Thus, Real is synonymous with Love. And Love is Personality. There can be nothing Real apart from Love, and there can be no Love apart from the Real. And Love can only be given and taken freely, else it is not Love! In other words, the Real can only be given and taken freely else it is not Real!
Real means �Royal� in Spanish.
Do you believe in Reality? So, skeptic, are you really the realist you think you are?
The Beauty of the Mythic Image
Now the beauty of Reality is that Reality clothes itself in myth, in illusion, as a mythic king is garbed in splendor. And Reality rides on Myth as Vishnu rides on the Seven-Headed Naga raft, and as the Seven-Headed Naga snake shelters the Buddha in his
liberation, and as Aztec Quetzal-Coatl (Mayan Kulkulkan) floats away on his Serpent Raft. When we recognize the Myth as myth, the Illusion as illusion, the Actor as actor, the Prop as prop, all neither good nor evil, then the World becomes a Play, as Shakespeare says. It becomes a Play of One Real with many masks.
Then Mammon voluntarily serves us, we no longer serve Mammon. And Mammon is no longer evil for us, because we no longer possess it. Obligation (Debt) ceases and Love eternally begins. Love always eternally begins. 
Ah, the words of a na�ve, silly idealist, Silly Realist. Silly Sally Stopped Selling Seashells Sitting at the Seashore and lived happily ever after.
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