“There is nothing new under the sun” is both true and false! It is true because of human experience and false because of its implications to those of human experience. May I suggest that before you go on reading, you close your eyes and try to analyze, conceptualize or ponder how this statement can be both true and false? If you do this, for most of us “sane” humans, it will generate heat from the friction and irritation in your brain much like the onset of the common cold does in your throat. Having done this, which wrecked my sleep this morning, lets expand upon what is true and what is false so that this concept will melt into your mind like a throat lozenge and sooth the irritation to your mental tissues that this apparent conflict creates. Lets look at these two factors, experience and implications.
Lets first talk about Experience. Experience is to say that because you are human you live within the “box” of what a human being can experience, a box created by your carefully crafted and limited sense organs and what you call a “mind” which processes your sensory experience. What does it mean to live within a box and have a “human experience?” To understand this lets get outside the box and lets picture an anomalous birth. This birth is that of a child no mother would wish for. When Dilen was born he (if it could be called such) had no eyes. There were just darkened concavities at whose center lay a sparkling crystal that at odd angles appeared metallic. Dilen’s worldly experience, though he did not live very long, was different than yours or mine and it started much earlier than that which we frequently recall. It started much earlier, partially because of his unique eyesight. When he was young, he first noticed that he traveled around in his world without any volition. He simply moved this way or that way in relation to other objects and at times he simply did not move for very long periods. This time of rest was preceded by the lessening of the sparkling light that seemed to pass through nearly everything he could see. As he grew older however, he found that he could move on his own will, but only through small angles. If he tried to move much, something bigger than him would thrust him back in his corner and get angry with him. As a result he learned to move as little as possible. With experience he began to notice that he (as he began to perceive himself) observed the world from a discernible space. If he looked down there was a cloudy somewhat domed floor whose center was bright and constantly changing when he was in motion. Behind him and a bit above was a long tube made of long bumpy cloud like disks. To either side there were windows to a changing panorama on either side. In front of him was a similar panorama of depth and texture that either rotated around him or in which he somehow turned without an act of his will. This was one big view. Above him was this chamber ringed with cloudy bars all attached to the tube of disks and ending in an opaque white blob that blocked his view above. He existed for a long time like this until one day his world shattered. He awoke to discomfort he had never known. He was being thrust forward and backward against his will and so violently was this force that he was now in contact with the cloudy floor which caused him head pain! In fact he was upside down. The central opening however was expanding and he began to fear that he might fall down and through it. This thrusting went on and on for a very long time, well past his time to sleep. Finally the floor opened wide and he did fall through! Disorientation seazed him, spasms filled his body. He looked around as he moved again without volition, and saw where he had come from now well below. He was outside his home not in it. Holding him above his now lost home was another home much like the one he came from. In this new big space were several more of these moving homes. His ears heard their shrill vibrations, something that he had noted in a muffled manner long before this event. His eyes, if you could call them that, saw through these homes as they had through his mother home. However it ended there as he died shortly after this birth. To the best of his doctors understanding, his anomalous eyes were really receptors for x-ray like energy. Yes he was one of the results of genetic experimentation by the Moonsato corporation. He was one of the GMO humans they had created with viral vectors that escaped their supposedly secure lab before they were put out of business by millions of justified law suits. He lived, breifly, outside our experience of the box. He did so because his view of reality was turned on to some things and off to others.
Implications. When we say that there is nothing new under the Sun, we imply that every experience has been duplicated by humans wearing different clothes at different times in history (and much the same for the rest of the world of animals and matter). This is true for most of us but not true for those like Dilen!
It is also not true when we shift dimensions. In the land some call Pastern, an act of will creates a change in the universe without the need for a physical interaction of bodies and matter. It does so because there is no matter and there are no physical bodies! This does not mean that there are no sentient beings however. My friend Janr has, through the projection of his energy form, visited Pastern and called it the D-dimension. From his perspective it appears to be the energy equivalent of our universe and perhaps that which makes our material world exist by supporting all the “dust of matter” that covers the vast “empty” space of our world. In Pastern, time moves both forward and backward on choice as does dimensional space. In Pastern, beings, who are timeless, experience the universe as a “seething foam of probability.” There is no end, no beginning and no “now.” One of these entities had chosen to communicate with Janr. For this to happen it took a singular form to represent its infinite existence. In its singular expression of its otherwise endless being, it chose the name “Hedron” so that it might communicate with Janr, in the D-dimension. It simulated a single being, even though it existed in all time and all space. It did so for human reference as it otherwise it was unknowable to singular beings like us. But this is well documented in my book, “Timeless Search.”
When we are told “There Is Nothing New Under The Sun,” it implies that the drama of life is repetitive and ongoing. It is true and false. True if we live in the box or human reality. False if we step outside the box and join the infinitely possible and very existent worlds of reality. We did that in “Not Kid’s Games” as Janr Ssor and his friend “Q” experiment with mushrooms that turn off and on the filters of reality. This is the journey of my books, The Adventures Of Janr Ssor. The universe is endless in both time, dimension and probable form. We will not live long enough in one body to experience even a measurable fraction of it. If my perception of reincarnation is true, we will come back without our clear knowledge to experience it from another dimension again and again. This is touched upon in my short story, “The Touch.”
I was born an adult in a child’s body. I saw children as confusing illogical beings and childhood a very strange experience. These “children” were frightening to me in their illogical senseless action. I hung out with adults as soon as I could walk. I chose not to learn to read, write or spell with any fluency, expecting thought transference, until I realized you were mostly deaf to thoughts as forced upon you by your fearful parents! God help those children who did not dispose of their “imaginary friends” as they matured. Most of them, who did not live in India, ended up drugged by “modern medicine” until death came to them in the insane asylums they called their home. Most American children quickly learned to ignore anything conveyed to their brains that did not come through their acceptable 5 senses.
Experience, Implications, what is reality? There are things new under the Sun but only to those of expanded mind. No wonder the Hippies sought this dream. Sadly they did not know how to find it, though many came close. Experience does not have to be limited as Shamans of our world learned long ago. In the book, “Supernatural: Meetings with the Ancient Teachers of Mankind” a Book by Graham Hancock, you may journey down the path to his very personal research, research that proves my point.
…………. Janr Ssor
If you are alive and in search of adventure, could you truly have missed the amazing story of The Matrix? Did you recognize that it is a story about not watching a story? If so did you choose to follow its path?
For years I used its rain of twisting numbers as my screen saver to remind me of what I chose not to be. I did not want to be a battery plugged into the sea of humanity that has no consciousness other than that painted by the new feudal kings of media Industry!
I did not however expect such a simple choice to have such an amazing outcome as to rival that of LSD! What price would you pay of a safe “trip” that takes you to a destination, your mind perhaps struggles to put into words, but yet springs from your heart with the force of “Old Faithful” at Yellow Stone Park?
Do you have “dreams” that are lurking at the edge of conscious expression but not clothed in words because you lack a writer’s pen or experience to incarnate them? Do your remember when you knew you could conquer the world before Vietnam, before Iraq and before the Investment Bankers stole your inheritance? If you do, and you must if you are breathing, then there is a way of finding them and the energy they gift to your arms, legs and spirit by growing in the soil of your fertile mind. I did not know this when I unplugged the TV, years ago; but, it is the gift of empty space and the laws of thermodynamics! What is apparently empty, will surely reach homeostasis, with its surroundings and YOU can choose the surroundings! You can unplug from the matrix!
So here is my method for Mind Expansion without drugs, better than LSD, better than Grass and better than million dollar movie production, your own excellent private trip. Unplug your TV, disconnect your Radio, don’t download that podcast! Let your mind be empty and in the time you would have willingly plugged into the system of media persuasion, take a bike ride, walk a leaf strewn path, put a battery in your old walkman and listen to music without words or song. As sure as you are alive, your mind will awaken and begin to paint pictures! Pictures painted with the skill of Picaso, pictures painted that touch your heart because they spring from your heart. Pictures with a depth of drama and color that no one else but you is privileged to see; your own private screening of years of art work painted by a master at the depth of your soul.
Is it worth the effort to find yourself again in the sea of countless faces that have clouded out the sunshine? What price would you place on your life, the one they have taken in our Matrix of TV, Radio, Magazines and podcasts? The one that like an alcoholic in denial, you cannot yet recognize but suspect has been stolen from you?
Even more frightening and this is likely your deepest fear, what if you find in your head a shallow pool of colorless water with none of the beauty of Michael Jacksons poetry? What if you find you are empty like the apollo photos of the moon? Then fear not because you are not! It is just the withdrawal from the drugs of your Matrix experience.
You can easily catalyze your own sunrise by going deeper and deeper into your heart, which has been buried by the sludge of ashes from the opium of the masses. Simply meditate each night before sleep, when awakening and if your sleep is disturbed (for God’s sake don’t take a sleeping pill if you can live without it!). Emptiness cannot exist and is not tolerated by any crevice in our universe so the seas of your lost self will rush in, the oceans will swell in your mind and you will sail a ship you have long ago forgotten on a journey you have dreamed about in your youth. How long will it take? Each journey has its unique price but emptiness is not tolerated in our universe and as sure as you breath the seas will rush in!
It is worth it, unplug!