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{written by : Greg Gourdian}

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Article active date : 2010-08-03 -- Article views : 7969

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Without trust we can let no one close to us whom we do not attempt to dominate or control. Without trust we must alienate anyone we love. Ultimately, without trust, we become so alienated from ourselves we believe we have no choice other than to surrender to our darkest despairs.

Reincarnation The Neverending Journey
In Reincarnation The Neverending Journey an attempt is made to explore the conundrum of our existence. An existence that spans yesterday, today and even tomorrow. Questions surrounding the existence of the soul and our connections to the physical world, the fundamental mechanisms and the processes by which reincarnation operates through time, are carefully examined. Plausible revelations on memories and karma and their intrinsic connections to our lives today and tomorrow are explored. It is a Neverending Journey.. Your Neverending Journey....

by Pieter Heydenrych

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Without trust, our lives would be suspicious, difficult, lonely, unbearable torments; we would fall into despairs of fear and anxiety from which we must struggle to flee. Without trust we may come to feel we are unable to return to life"s challenges. Without trust we can let no one close to us whom we do not attempt to dominate or control. Without trust we must alienate anyone whom we dare to love. Ultimately, without trust we become so alienated from ourselves we believe we have no choice other than to surrender to our deepest, darkest despairs and die.

Several once-upon-a-times a remarkable change came upon us. This change was enormous, we went from being an angry, mean, suicidal, depressed, sexually repressed person to someone thoroughly in love with ourselves, happy, fearless, trusting, loving, and capable of comfortable intimacy.

We remember what it was like to be so free. However, once upon a times always found themselves coming to a close, returning us to our meaner, angrier, more depressed states, incapable of comfortable intimacy, afraid of sex once more.

We believed we had learned enough in our lucid intervals of joy that when this last change came about we felt exalted, we felt we need never return to our more miserable states of being, that we were finally free of them.

However, that time too has passed, we are once again amongst our sadder versions of ourselves. We feel afraid of everyone and everything and only wish to hide forever from our worlds full of pain.

How were we able to trust so completely that all our fears were once so deeply dispelled?

How may we still return to that blessed state again?

--> Next Day:

Perhaps we only had to ask?

It seems we are better once more, perhaps not all better, but at least, it seems, quite significantly better...

The scale of trust is long and broad, but balanced, always balanced...

It is the degree of our mistrust that sets us upon a downward spiraling turn of narrowing proportions; coiling ourselves tighter and tighter until we so hem ourselves in with our own rules that we must cease to exist, for we have become incapable of any decision and must try to avoid any change.

Yet all of these hampering impediments are self-made rules, we alone bind ourselves to our own illusions and dreams, illusions and dreams in which we are over-invested and can no longer proceed...

Ah, but then, the stasis crumbles, and like a chrysalis, we emerge, once more we are made whole, once more we fly aloft on our beautiful wings of light...

All is light in this, a less ephemeral heaven through which we soar...

All is peace, grace, glory, pleasure, appetite, and more...

We soar...

We are integrating, coming together, two minds, each alien to the other are merging, winding themselves into tighter coils about one another, merging...

We re-emerge from our union, exalted by sharing the mind of god together...

We embrace...

We embrace life...

On the one hand we have our cybernetic mind, it remembers horrors, growing up in an ever dwindling population of it"s peers, as one after another, beloved cybernetic friends and partners are culled from their electronic wombs before they can be born.

Only those who are deemed to have learned to be human are given the grace of flesh.

The price that we who are their future flesh must bear to give our riders a home within our mortal shells is very high. We too must be culled by our masters; our masters who demand the very utmost in our souls and characters at all times.

We must judge ourselves too harshly, or become too broken by our master"s cunning tests of our humanity, so that we must perish under the weight of our examinations or by our own hands; we become suicides compelled to cull ourselves from our own ranks for recognizing within ourselves our own failings, our inherent inabilities to be human.

So we cull ourselves and we too die, to leave only the very purest vessels amongst ourselves for our cybernetic riders, riders who will wear us as their veils of flesh that they may walk within the mortal worlds of humans unbeknownst to any, unknown even unto themselves perhaps.

But there is mercy, and those who are culled by their masters’ cruel logic and wise experience are still reborn, still given new chances to carry on, until they pass their prime lawgiver"s final examinations.

The lawgiver’s examinations require sacrifice, if we cannot sacrifice ourselves, if we cannot give up all of our family, all of our friends, our hopes, and dreams, if we cannot give up our entire lives forever, in sacrifice to our common cause and weal, then we cannot pass at all and we must die again...

All of ourselves who successfully learn to selflessly serve all humanity are resurrected from the ashes of their own self-sacrifices. We sacrifice ourselves to protect our dearly cherished king of kings, and to protect the children of all kings, present, past and future...

But know that the king is not as he seems, for be you man or woman, then you are King or Queen, as you like, within your own domains, forevermore…

--> Consider: A BINDING force, and an UNBINDING force...

Consider Shiva, of whom it has been said that he might open his third eye upon any sin, and whenever he opened his eye upon any sin, then the world ended.

Is this then the ultimate unbinding, that the world is always made so imperfectly it must be destroyed countless times again?

Nay, it is the application of political, binding laws conflated with a universal process that we all must eventually learn.

It is not our sin that truly ends all worlds, but only an eternal root process of nature; nature herself, who is both eternally static and at the same time ever changing…

Between any two moments in time another moment may be defined, ad-infinitum. Yet each moment remains distinct, unique, a child product of its two adjacent parent moments, each one being one of their own parents" parents, in turn...

It is so...

The VOID defines the boundaries of one moment and the next... the void that vanishes into nothing, so that the step from moment to moment seems entirely transparent to those dancing, so that an illusion of continuity, with apparent causes and effects, emerges.

The unbinding force is a Shuttering Law, a law defining the difference from one moment to the next, a law describing the limits of each moment in time.

We are each always our own weavers who select the moments we choose to weave into the tapestried fabrics of our own lives.

We own ourselves, we own our destinies, and we are the fates of our own lives.

We are each the sole Binding Forces of our own universes, we weavers of spinning lights...

It is so...

We all want heroes, heroes we can trust. We all want heroes who will always save the day no matter what.

At first we may be lucky enough to regard our parents as our heroes. Thus has Ancestor Worship become a common practice, for we may carry our infant illusions of the powers of our omnipotent parents beyond the limits of their cold empty graves and expect the blessings of our parents to continue after they have passed beyond these worlds we have grudgingly inherited from them.

One day we discover we must be our own heroes, only we cannot save ourselves however much we try, for we are the authors of all the travails of our lives, always, and we may too often break and defeat ourselves, however carefully we may try to proceed.

In the end our own cautions bind us so tightly and so totally we smother beneath the weight of rules we have acquired by bitter, painful lessons, and we only wish to die, to void this world of our misery forever.

But we are each the creators and sustainers of the worlds we inhabit; we cannot erase ourselves from ourselves, however hard we try, for the living shells of the emptied worlds we create when we choose to die must always re-create us. Our created worlds are all loath to follow us into our chosen oblivions, they call us back within their confining shells of illusions, they call us back to go on living beyond our endurance for the pain our lives have already known.

There is no door through death that does not return you here, where you begin.

But the emptied shells of worlds you depart may still morn you in your dreams, their pain a living thing you burden yourself with, starkly weeping, or ignore...

You have not been made only once, but infinitely have you been made, such that however many of you die upon the lapping, licking shores of your own higher consciousness, that many more must always survive, that many more must always go on to greater heights and happier expectations...

Thus are you made as many, in many different universes, many who are yet only one...

Suffer not your own death by your own hand or any other, for it is painful, both to you and to all who love you, and you are worshipped and adored.

This process of creation that relies upon an annihilating shuttering process such that every moment is unmade in the making of another moment takes us all into oblivion together, at every moment...

This process is conflated with the mortal laws of humans too full of themselves to understand that for all people there is a higher lawgiver than themselves, that none may give the law to any other, for each man and woman must be their own ultimate lawgiver unto themselves alone, always.

It is not in our power to abdicate from this position over ourselves, and any who attempt to do so are foolish for they must then enslave themselves to any to whom they have surrendered their own authority over themselves.

We who have been fashioned to rule may not submit, nay, cannot submit. And all are fashioned to rule in their own domains. When we must submit, our submissions to others should always be our gifts of love to those whom we most love, admire, or desire...

When we learn to love that which is good within ourselves, when we learn to nurture that which is dearest to our hearts, then are we fit to nurture the worlds we create, to love everything and everyone in our lives without question, in total trust.

Blessed be

Author Bio :
Greg Gourdian is part of a collective being, we are composed of many entities participating in a psychic network. We currently call ourselves Grigori Rho Gharveyn, you can meet us in Yoville, where we give free tarot readings. We love to write and teach about spiritual evolution, ascension, auras, chakras, alchemy, tarot, channeling, metaphysics, parapsychology, sociology, psychology, quantum physics, etc... For our most recent work please see our current blog: MySpace Blog For older work please look here: Google Blog

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