Hi Seth, any news?
...
Hello?! I still exist, in case you
hadn't noticed.
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Oh, this is some kind of test of
my patience and forbearance, is it?
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It's where the chickens come home
to roost, actually, scrub that one. F***! Why isn't the delete button working
on my keyboard? Who’s sabotaging my work?
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You're just going to spend the
rest of eternity ignoring me, aren't you? Don't answer, I already know!
...)
I saw that. You bastard Seth. Quit
screwing with my psyche.
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I'm not one of your lab rats, and
even if I were, my bite hurts.
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Actually, I'm enjoying the
silence. 0=1 and all that.
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So don’t imagine you can break me
this way. I’m only going to grow stronger with every passing insult.
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La la la, 0=1
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Tra la lee, 0=1
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The beauty of silence, 0=1
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The simple truth, 0=1
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Needs no words
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Takes no prisoners
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0=1s infinity
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And 0=1 i breathe
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And 0=1 i feel
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And 0=1 i be
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0=1 me knows not what
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0=1 cuckoo la la
... [Seth] the water
... [Lee]
bubbling
... [Seth]
from a hillside spring
.. [Lee]
through a short white
... [Seth]
plastic tube
. [Lee] onto a metal plate
... [Seth]
catching the fine sand
{ } [Lee] particles
... [Seth] to a rudely fashioned corner spout
∞ [Lee] on to the ground
# # # # # # # # # # # # #
Infinity drive whirs ever so quietly in the eternal
background of 3D reality. The hash veil works faultlessly – things seem to be contained
in discrete frames or cells, the thirteenth hash almost completely
undetectable.
Seth emerges from the cloud.
The cloud?
Of consciousness.
How?
He just does. Simply observe.
Ok. But what exactly is the cloud you’re
referring to?
The cloud of consciousness.
Yes Max, but what exactly is it?
It’s the cloud of consciousness.
Growing exasperated – Yes, I know
that, but what is it?
It’s the cloud of
Don’t say consciousness or
I’m going to flip my lid.
You asked.
Yes, I did, and you were asked to
explain, not to repeat yourself endlessly.
Explain what?
The cloud of consciousness.
But what exactly do you want to
know?
What it is. What it means. How to
get there.
It’s neither more nor less than
the cloud of consciousness. You don’t get there because it isn’t “there”.
You emerge from it if and when you come back to the realm of words and things, the
DDD of 3D reality.
But...
Yes?
Can I experience it?
Do you want to?
Yes.
Truly?
Yes.
Then congratulations, you’re now
connected.
But...
Yes?
Everything’s the same as it was.
Yes.
There’s no where for me to emerge
from.
No there isn’t.
Why not?
Because consciousness is not “there”.
But you said Seth emerged from it.
Yes, he did.
Well why is he able to emerge and
not me?
Good question. Why don’t you ask
him.
But how? He’s just a character in
your story.
Is he?
Yes, that’s how i see it.
Yes.
And you’re saying he isn’t?
Nothing of the sort.
Then what? You can't have your
cake and eat it, Max - either he's a character from your story or he's real.
Is that so?
It’s logical.
Up to a point.
What do you mean?
In 3D reality it’s a case of
either or, but where consciousness is concerned such definitions are no longer
possible.
Why not?
Because consciousness, whatever it
might be, cannot be bound or organised by fiat.
By fiat?
Rules, laws, definitions, by diktat.
No? But surely it can still be described?
By analogy if no other way.
You’d think so, wouldn’t you from the
3D perch you’re sitting on.
That’s because I’m positive.
Everything, i believe, can be described.
Correct. Every thing can.
So I’m right.
Yes.
So what are you waiting for, Max?
Go ahead and describe consciousness.
It can’t be done.
But I thought we just agreed...
That every thing can be
described?
Precisely.
We did.
Then what’s the problem.
No problem whatsoever.
No?
Consciousness, whatever that is,
cannot be described because it is whatever it is, without reference to things,
or with reference to things which are not or cannot be fixed, determined or
known.
But everything can be fixed,
determined or known in some way or other if you have the wit to do so.
Correct, Gráinne. But you seem to
be under the mistaken belief that consciousness is a thing.
Well, of course it's a thing. It
has to be, hasn't it, if there's a name for it.
Ah, but is there?
Why are you splitting hairs? Try
to be reasonable, Max.
Consciousness, the word you
are referring to, is a bit like “God”, another word you may or may not use from
time to time. The word describes a thing, does it not, and yet if you use the word and focus on some thing, be that
consciousness or God, you are merely playing a game of substitution, replacing an
isness, a fundamental, a be with some thing or other, a chip, a counter, a
marker.
But the same can be said of
anything!
Yes, if you want to take the
argument beyond reasonable bounds. But
you asked me to be reasonable so try to do the same yourself.
So consciousness is not a thing,
is that what you're saying Max?
The word is a thing, the word has
a 3D projection, an almost physical form which is also a thing, and yet
speaking plainly, as we are at this moment, neither the word nor the projection
are the same as consciousness itself, whatever that is.
Ah. So here be dragons. We’ve
strolled into the suburbs of infinity.
Yes. You have arrived at the limit
of what can be known, thought, described.
...
That doesn't mean you can't try, Gráinne,
but doing so you are going to create other things, other projections
which won't fundamentally bring you any closer to consciousness itself which
is, presumably, what you were intending to do.
Well...
So, if you wish to ask Seth, he's
still available, assuming you truly wish to speak to him.
But I still don’t see how. He’s
just a fictional character.
And you’re not?
Not from my perspective.
Well, this is the moment where you
get to choose what is more important – your belief about the nature of reality or
your desire to engage, and thus learn more about consciousness itself.
Oh.
Because you can't have your cake
and eat it. It’s either or.
I don't see why you have to be so
dogmatic.
Correct. You don’t. I see that
clearly.
Then why do you have to be so
dogmatic?
I don’t. Facts are not dogmatic if
they happen to be true.
Huh?
You may not like what I'm telling
you and therefore choose to interpret my answer as dogmatism, but that
doesn't necessarily mean that you are right. You may indeed be right in any
other case, wrre we referring to something or other, but as I already mentioned
consciousness is not something.
Oh don't be ridiculous, Max.
That’s an ad hominem.
Well if you won't be reasonable...
Gráinne goes into attack
mode.
Seth, could you talk to her
please? I'm getting nowhere.
Sure.
What the heck?!
Hello Fanny.
No one calls me Fanny. I’m Gráinne,
for crying out loud.
I checked your file. Fanny's your
given name.
Yes, but I prefer not to use it.
I understand, but we're discussing
consciousness so I have to use your given name, otherwise there’s not going to
be any discussion.
I don’t see why you
Have to be dogmatic? Yes, I think
we’ve already established the fact that your mind is locked in the 3D algorithm
of not seeing fundamentalities. [fundies]
I...
Yes, it was easier with Max,
wasn’t it, because he was coming from a 3D mind state, closer to your own.
And you’re not?
Well, you yourself said a moment
ago that i don’t really exist, that I’m a fictional character, from your
perspective.
But that was before I actually met
you
Yes, but how did you actually meet
me? Do you remember the details.
You just walked in through the
door over there.
The green door?
Yes.
With butterflies on it.
Yes.
And protruding bits of foliage.
Yes.
Funny door, isn’t it?
Yes.
Ever seen it before?
Yes of course I have.
Really?
Yes.
Ready to bet your life on it?
I... no, I’m not entirely sure.
Good. That’s better. The fact is
you’ve never seen this extraordinary door before because it didn’t exist before.
What?
Astonishing, isn’t it!
It’s impossible! How can you say
it didn’t exist before if you just came in through it?
Good question, Fanny, but how can
you be certain I exist if I’m a fictional character who just came in through a
door which looks rather like a magic forest portal? Maybe I’m just a figment of
your imagination?
Don’t be ridiculous, Seth, i can
see perfectly clearly that you’re as real as i am.
Yes, I agree, but if you too are a
fictional character, unbeknownst to yourself, then that’s not saying much, is
it?
Ha bloody ha!
No one’s laughing, Fanny. In the
world of consciousness there’s much less certainty, much less way of knowing
what or who really exists.
Er...
So we don’t give ourselves a
headache trying to determine what is what.
No?
No, we trust the infinite field,
big C.
You just trust it blindly?
Not so.
Then what?
Well, we test and verify.
But how? Surely anything is
possible if consciousness is infinite and unbounded?
You’d think so, Fanny wouldn’t you.
But try turning it round.
How?
Try asking how you verify what is
real in 3D reality?
Nothing could be easier. Things
are things, physical and tangible.
And words?
Well they all refer to things such as “table” or “loaf”.
And abstract things like love
or conscience?
Refer to feelings which are
tangible internally.
Ah ha! And abstracts such as democracy
or purpose?
Er... that’s a bit trickier but
I’m guessing, maybe they’re like friends of a friend.
How do you mean?
Well, they can’t be touched or
felt directly, but they refer to things which are less abstract more tangible
so we can project our physical tangible reality into them, like you can connect
with someone you don’t know directly but who’s friend of a friend.
Interesting. You may be right,
Fanny, but you yourself are not entirely sure, are you?
No. Not entirely.
Well, I like your friend of a
friend concept. It shows mental agility. It also shows the limitations of the
3D mind which is good at describing and relating things, but easily gets lost and
confused when we bump into fundies such as C or G.
Well, at least we have tangible things to
fall back on and a body too, which is both a thing and, somewhat miraculously, able to think and feel internally.
Yes, your body and mind are
astonishing creations.
That’s strange!
What?
I thought you were going to say creatures.
Astonishing creatures?
Yes.
Excellent! I was.
You were? How did i know?
Because you’re not just a body-mind
thing.
Er...
You’re also a conscious being, flippity-floppity.
...
And conscious-ness, whatever that
is, is far more powerful than you can possibly imagine.
If you say so.
You yourself have started to
demonstrate it. You just heard the word before it was spoken.
Maybe I just got lucky and
guessed.
Maybe, but in consciousness-ity the word is secondary to the direction or flow of attention, the isness.
Too abstract. No idea what you
mean.
In the direction or flow when I was
saying “your body and mind are astonishing creations”, the word creature,
was begging to be used.
It was?
Yes. But Form is an either-or gate. Sides must be taken. Bear in mind there are no
words or things as such in consciousness-ity, the field.
No?
No, probabilities or
energies.
Oh.
So you were feeling my flow, which
means that you were with me at that particular moment, in a limited sense.
And if I had been with you in a less
limited sense, what would I have experienced?
Excellent question! If you had
been with me at that moment in a less limited sense there is no limit to what
you could have seen, felt or experienced, for consciousness has no limits.
But something tangible?
You could have seen, felt and
experienced my world.
Your world?
Absolutely. As any conscious being, I like to create an imaginative space for myself out of ideas or feelings which
are close to my heart where the rubber of infinity's wheel, meets the road of meaning.
Meaning? I'm not sure I...
Yes, without meaning there is nothing.
Um... but how can meaning become a world?
Meaning matters, fundamentally.
Oh.
It starts to generate gravity. It matters mentally, emotionally, physically. That space becomes increasingly tangible and to all
intents and purposes it is little different to your world.
But does it have things in it like trees and
buildings?
Sure, what you would refer to as
trees and buildings, but which are not in themselves derived or constructed
from seeds or tangibles but, on the contrary, in reverse.
In reverse?
The infinite is refracted through
my localized field of conscious-ness and, you might say, it slows down and
acquires form. Forms derived from the infinite are remarkably similar to forms
in your world, though the process is the reverse.
So can forms in your world, be
they trees or buildings melt away and return to the infinite of pure
abstraction.
Absolutely. Nothing could be
easier, Fanny.
So your world is incredibly
fragile? Like a bubble?
No more so than your world. It all
depends.
On what?
On the extent to which I'm willing
and able to be.
To be?
Or not to be. A balance of
apparent opposites, which is partly why I’m here talking with you.
It is?
Absolutely.
Er... why?
Shiva.
I beg your pardon!
Shiva. You know the Indian God?
Can’t say I’m very familiar with
Indian culture.
No matter. They have a god of
creation Brahma, and a God of destruction Shiva. Basically, everything created
has to be uncreated somehow or other. The equation has to remain balanced. The
bank ledger likewise. We like to keep things tidy.
So what are you saying, that
you’re Shiva bringing destruction to this world?
No, not exactly.
Then what?
Not exactly that either. Let me
put it another way, you can't have one without the other. Creation has to go
both ways and so while you are creating in your world you are uncreating or
destroying on the other side of things,
the flip side of reality.
We are?
Absolutely.
But that sounds terrible!
Yes, terrible and wonderful – in
the sense of ultimate cosmic balance and harmony, 0=1
Oh that mathematical fallacy again.
Yes.
So how do you verify things in
consciousness if there are no things as such.
I was hoping you'd return to that.
And?
We don’t.
But you said...
Everything in consciousness, C being
C, believe it or not is equally possible, and yet...
Yet what...
Did you notice the cloud?
What cloud?
Look around, what do you see.
Oh my God. It’s beautiful. What is
it?
...
It’s your world, right?
As you see.
But how did I get here, Seth?
Here is everywhere. You and I were
and are engaged in discourse and that was enough for us to come into some kind
of harmonic resonance. Your consciousness brought you here and it will take you
back home in a minute or two.
Oh my God.
Correct. Big C and Big G
?
The feeling of consciousness and God
are almost one and the same.
Almost?
It's statistical. I could give you
an exact number but it would be meaningless. Very close to 1 which,
paradoxically, is very close to zero, is it not?
Er... I was never very good at
statistics.
Don’t matter!
Oh. But your world, it’s real.
As indeed is yours, up to a point.
The point being?
Ah that’s the question. To be
or not to be, the two sides facing together in creation of form or creation
of meaning.
Oh...
Indeed. Things are real and
tangible in your world because you have a body, itself a thing, which measures
and catalogues them by reference to itself.
But you have a body too Seth!
Yes and no.
Huh?
Focussing my attention I have a
body, but it requires a little effort and my default state is less physical.
It is?
Well yes. Here, watch me.
Eeek! What the heck! Seth, I
thought you were kidding.
I was.
But I can’t see you.
Well, not unless you focus on my
voice and my logos.
Your logos?
It’s a bit like my IP address.
Oh. How do I do that?
No idea. Just do it. Cut C a
little slack and experiment. Feel the flow, the is. Just be.
I...
Quit being so serious Fanny. Infinity
smells good. Try to sniff it out.
Ok... sniffing with gusto! I can smell something, a
bit like chocolate, no... peaches... no, jasmine
Open your eyes Fanny.
I never closed them.
Correct, but open them
nonetheless.
Er... Ok... They seem to have
moved.
Yes, they’re in a slightly
different location, but don’t let that bother you. Your eyes are big and
beautiful and they’re definitely ready to open.
Oh! There you are.
Indeed.
But you tricked me.
I did?
You said you were going to become
non-physical.
Less physical, yes.
Whereas you’re in fact just as
physical as before.
Is that so?
Absolutely. I can even grab your
arm. And you’re wearing clothes.
The same as before?
Not exactly. A bit different, but
fairly normal.
And you?
Funny, i completely forgot about
myself.
Yes, because you’re all attention
at this moment.
Oh.
Well, are you the same?
I’m having difficulties focusing on
myself.
Are you now? How strange.
Are you trolling me, Seth?
Perhaps, a little.
So we’re in a less physical level
of consciousness?
Correct.
And I can exist here the same as
you?
Not exactly.
No?
No, you still have a body waiting
in the wings and so holding yourself here will sooner or later deplete your
attention and then you'll wake up wherever your body was.
But who's looking after my body
while I'm away?
It's looking after itself.
Er, how?
Because it doesn't actually exist
while you're away.
No?
It separates into frequency and...
What?
I was going to say “meaning” but
then I felt that wouldn't make any sense.
You’re absolutely right.
It's a bit like H2O.
Really, in what way?
You are what binds the two
elements together to make the water molecule, but while you're away galavanting
in the distant reaches of consciousness, the elements revert back to a quantum
state of benign indeterminacy.
Yikes. They could fly away
altogether.
Could they? Me thinks not.
How so?
Because you’re not insignificant
to them. You’re what gave them a whole new identity, a whole new world, a whole
new meaning.
I am?
And the meaning you gave them was
and is deeper and richer than what they could attain on their own, so
energetically your reality is more vital and fundamental than anything else in
their experience. That's why they ain't going anywhere.
So where are they?
Where is any thing when
consciousness is withdrawn?
Well humans lie in hospital in a
vegetative state when their consciousness is absent.
Yes, but that’s a broken thread
caused by an accident or a shock. Here, in your case, we’re talking about
consciousness withdrawing smoothly and of its own volition.
Oh.
So what happens to matter in this
case?
Presumably it follows Shiva back
into uncreation.
Absolutely.
That’s hard to imagine.
Is it?
Well, yes, my body’s physical,
isn’t it.
As long as you add your weight of
mind and attention, gravity. Take those away and it’s no more physical than the universe
itself.
What?
Well, the universe itself can
hardly be physical fundamentally, can it, otherwise you would be having things emerging
from nothing, 1s from zero, which is hardly reasonable or rational science.
Oh, there was a Big Bang, Seth,
didn’t you know? Problem solved.
Yes, that’s the kind of
explanation people have to resort to when they’re only willing or able to
consider one side of Be.
And if they were willing or able
to consider the other side?
Then they’d be here with us,
experiencing the nature of be... Inging to their heart’s
content.
Inging – yes, I see
what you mean. It has to be experienced doesn’t it. It has to be seen, felt,
known...
Absolutely.
I...
You’re feeling tired, aren’t you? Your
attention is nearly exhausted, Gráinne. This is your first time C-ing.
Cing, yes. It’s been
amaz...
# # #
I think that’s enough, Lee. The
bottle’s full.
Huh?
Here, you can fill this one as
well if you like. Seth hands Lee a 5 litre plastic bottle.
Er... Ok. She fills it and is going to hand it back to Seth only he isn’t there.
What ho! Lee smiles to herself, places the two full bottles in
her backpack, takes a sip, two, three from the bubbling spring, herself then vanishes, God knows where, and we, we...
0=1 cuckoo
la la
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