What was evil now makes sense

Short and to the point.

Finally!

A stadium full of people, sitting in silence, focussed intently on the figure beneath them. In the very centre of the stadium he places a crystal ball on a small stand. To the people at the top it's barely visible but they know it's there which is enough. You have a point of reference, there is the stadium itself, the many thousand sitting in it, peacefully, calmly entering into the consciousness of One, and of course, there is the universe, the galaxy around. Universe, stadium, crystal ball, and somewhere deep, deep within it the zero point - so far within the crystal that to all intents and purposes it is equally within the heart space of every person sitting and observing - it is  I am  One.

And what? What happens?

Nothing much.

Uh?! All that... tens of thousands of people assemble together for "nothing much"?

You asked "what". In terms of what - nothing much happens - for "what" is connected with matter - ideas, things, events that seem to matter - that are observed by a certain part of the mind - the i-mind//what-matters mind, as opposed to the universal mind of conscious awareness.

Ok - so you're saying I can't see what's really happening.

Yes.

Well go on then, tell me what's really happening.

Not-what.

Not what? What do you mean?

Well, the many thousand observers are united in a single wave of is.

A wave of is? What's that supposed to be?

Again, Pi, it isn't supposed to be "what" in any shape or form. It's not-what.

Ok, ok, stop splitting hairs! Not-what's that supposed to be? Happy now?

Pi finds himself gazing at nothing. At first this panics him and he starts hyperventilating. Then he feels something, some kind of presence adding assurances that all is well. and he let's go of whatever it was that was causing the panic attack.

Ah - there you are Zie. I thought I'd lost you.

You had, for a moment. You could only find me if you passed through.

Passed through what?

Not-what.

Oh that again...

So you had a panic attack as I led you through the edge of your matrix - the reality you're normally confined to.

You did?

Yes. Don't worry - it was consensual. I didn't force you in any way - I simply presented the opening, and you yourself stepped through.

Er... but how? I've been sitting here all along.

You passed through energetically - when you stopped fighting the frequency shift and allowed yourself to join the people in the stadium.

My God! You mean I'm with them now?

Yes. You're now shifted into the same frequency band.

I have? But I can't see them.

No, but you're ready to start exploring their reality. Think of it like a novel. When you start reading a good novel you join the author and all the other readers in a certain other-dimensional story-space. The same is true when we go beyond what, when we discover that not-what is not in fact a negative at all, though that's how it seems at first from our 3D perspective.

Well if it's not a negative - why don't you give it a more positive sounding name?

No reason. We're essentially dealing with the zero point. Any name, any idea or thing, for that matter, gets in the way of it. Even people following a spiritual path run into this problem. Their beliefs, their rituals, sacred objects or daily practices - no matter what - can ultimately prevent them from reaching the zero point.

Why's that?

Because they grow attached to them, to the paraphernalia, whereas the zero point seems to be nothing at all - until you take the plunge, until you let go, freeing your mind to arrive unencumbered.

Arrive where?

No-where.

Then what?

Not-what... conscious awareness. The infinite waiting within. The presence. The isness of be.

All very vague sounding.

Until you're experiencing it. Then nothing could be more real.

Nothing could be more real - why's that?

Because things are derivatives, spun from the essence, and their very structure keeps us from the allness, the oneness - from dissolving into the ocean of conscious awareness.

Yes Zie, but it still sounds terribly vague.

Which is why we have the universe and millions of civilisations on other planets engaged in the same...

The same?

0=1. All people are ultimately engaged in the same

Which is?

Which is    You see, as soon as I specify "what", or even punctuate the above, I create a degree of separation, a seeming certainty which engenders what-not, a some-thing derived from the isness.

So you can't say "what" because that pops the bubble?

Not exactly. Saying what involves thinking and thinging, both of which activate the i-mind//what matters, so then you're back at the start, no closer to your goal.

Er... so how do we get closer if we're not allowed any pointers?

You don't rely on pointers because the goal is not a particular place or thing. It's the state of conscious awareness. It's absolutely simple to attain - truly - nothing could be simpler.

Well it doesn't sound at all simple.

Ok - there's a stadium and all the people sitting therein are aware that the stadium is, to all intents and purposes, the centre of the universe.

How is that possible? I thought there was a black hole at the centre of the universe?

"Black hole" - it's still just a thing, a name, an it - let it go. Once we've embarked on the cosmic journey, the quest for the holy grail - the isness waiting to be discovered within each one of us, and together as a community - then we realise that we cannot help being at the centre of the universe, no matter what the i-mind//what-matters might think...

So we just ignore empirical evidence and treat our rational mind as an irrelevance?

No, we do not.

Then what?

Not-what. We cannot help feeling the simple, joyful, magical truth as we follow our heart back towards the One, back to conscious awareness.

So we follow our heart and to hell with our mind?

Actually, when you follow the heart the mind doesn't go to hell. Quite the contrary - the mind starts to shine, vibrating at ever higher frequency: it starts to tune into the cosmic mind, and realises that space is not quite what it seems. So, there's no great struggle. Feeling what is doesn't involve denying the material universe. Feeling what is involves coming into a state of knowing.

Knowing what?

Knowing that the material universe is a representation in space and time of that which truly is, beyond even space or time. That is why it's perfectly reasonable for our assembled seekers to know that they are, as a result of their intention, the very centre of the universe, and furthermore they know that as they are the centre of the universe, so the crystal ball has become the centre, the focal point of their collective consciousness.

It has? What does that achieve?

Well, you watch football in your reality. Why do you think?

Because it's fun to watch a ball flying around, being propelled by men's feet... er, kind of. I don't know really. I never gave it much thought.

Yes, strange isn't it? but in terms of your evolution, football is a major step towards what I'm now describing. It is, in a sense, the child's version. The book with pictures. Later, you'll no longer need to have players kicking the ball, and instead of an inflated ball you'll decide a simple crystal ball is better. Eventually you'll go beyond even that, but one thing at a time.

Ok - so you guys are staring at a crystal ball. That's kind of dumb if you ask me - unless it's some kind of powerful trance-like meditation, but you see, even meditation, interesting though it may be, doesn't satisfy the people's need for entertainment, emotional drama and competition. We're all at heart Colosseum-goers, enjoying watching gladiators fight to the death.

Yes, so you yourself recognise how football is a more evolved form of gladiators. Well the crystal stadium is the next step up.

But what happens? Where's the drama?

Imagine I'd tried to explain football to the Roman people. The stomach of a pig, filled with air, kicked around by men who are supposed to propel it through two gates using only their feet. What do you think the Roman plebeian would have said to that?

Point taken. But you can still try me. What do they do in your crystal ball stadium?

Well, they've all agreed collectively and individually to open up this shared space - the conscious awareness. It's a matter of trust, and love. Once you start trusting one another and open this space, then love pours in.

Sounds boring. You can hardly be in love with an entire stadium.

Right. It's love with a capital L, more akin to cosmic light - the golden light of consciousness.

And what? It's too vague. There's nothing interesting in what you're telling me.

Well, your reality, your society becomes increasingly sterile, boring, repetitive because you're not engaging the universe - interacting with it and with one another, as long as you're following the gladiator model of existence. Until you start doing so, until you reconnect to the allness, you have to get your kicks, as they say, by kicking one another - by trying to take from another by guile, deceit, strength or artistry.

Yes, survival of the fittest we call it.

Except it isn't. The fittest are approaching a mass planetary extinction event along with the weaker and more vulnerable - because you're undermining your very planetary base.

Don't tell me, I know.

So, knowing this, you - individually - and equally importantly through the collective consciousness - now agree to shift into a modus operandi that no longer fails to take account of the whole. You start, without really needing to think long and hard about it, acting in accordance with the so-called law of One.

Which is?

Which is not in itself a law at all, but which involves shifting into the next level of consciousness - what I call the conscious awareness.

Which is?

Which is the consciousness that enables you to thrive on this planet - to discover the light, the power,the magic within and all around, to spin on a dime, leaving behind the old failed path of i-mind//what-matters by opening up and engaging the conscious awareness.

You still haven't really told me what it is!

No, I don't need to, because you already know.

I do?

Yes. You're already tuned in to it. You can already sense what the crowd are doing at the stadium. Why don't you just imagine that you know - that you can see. Make it up - tell me the story. It's just a game, you know.

Er... Ok. I'll give it a go.

Pi looks serious for a moment, then closes his eyes - takes a few deep breaths, relaxes and tunes in...

Oh my God - it's so amazing. There are all these golden lines - well - mostly golden - and they're moving around, through the stadium. The energy is so intense - but beautiful and soft at the same time. There's one man - or woman - I'm not sure...

It can be either - don't worry about gender.

And he or she...

Say he-see - that's simpler.

He-see is moving around - dancing - oh my God - at times flying...

Flying - but you can see, can you not, that at times he-see even flies down below the level of the ground.

Yes, that's bizarre. So, this stadium is outside our normal 3D space-time reality - and these lines of energy connecting the universe, the stadium with the people in it and the crystal are infinitely more powerful than the weak bonds of matter.

Precisely. Now, how does the game end.

Well, it doesn't really seem to be like a game - it's not like there are two sides, is it?

Correct.

There are people who can be on one side, then on another - and no one really identifies with one or the other - they just adjust in accordance with the flow of the game, to ensure beauty and harmony.

Yes.

And it's like they're making music as they connect to these lines - like drawing the violin's bow across a string.

Yes.

And these bows create powerful resonance that is felt within the stadium, that moves the single player around, and is felt beyond - throughout the universe - for the game goes through the zero point - meaning that 0=1 - there is no separation between the levels - the finite and the infinite interact like the breath blowing across the mouthpiece of a flute, inducing sound.

Correct. But the game has an end, does it not?

Oh yes. One of the sides grabs the crystal.

Grabs it?

No, not exactly grabs it, but one of the sides guides the player through the many interweaving lines of force and energy until he-see arrives at the crystal and places a hand close enough to it to complete the circuit. It's like a spark of pure delight, of oneness flows through, between the centre of the universe here in the crystal and the all-that-is within each person and entire universe.

Correct. Even the losers partake of this?

Yes, for they are not losers in the usual sense.

No?

No. They are dance partners, and in any case, there are no fixed sides as such.

So one side completes the equation...

Oh - yes - it is like an equation - there's this astonishing symmetry and balance - but at the same time...

Something else - or other you might call it.

Oh. That's what it is. It troubles me.

Yes. It feels like disharmony until you learn to use it, to play with it creatively. In your old reality it would be referred to as "evil" because that's what it generally led to.

It did? Why?

You can see for yourself, can't you, when you tune in and feel it - how it seems to be disruptive, pulling from centre disturbingly - out of harmony and symmetry.

Yes, I feel it. Ouch. Not nice.

So people in your age and further back tried to resist, contain or fight it - but to no avail - it is fundamental and cannot be defeated.

And you no longer fight it?

No need. It is   I am

You mean 0=1?

That too. All pretty ways of saying nothing much.

Nothing much - oh - I think I see what you mean. So this game is a kind of ritual, a dance in which you're able to embrace and harness this once destructive force. to achieve harmony... and oneness because no one takes sides? Is that it?

Chicken or egg... yes and no - like any explanation using words... No one takes sides because we have already accepted the isness of be, and gone beyond the duality of i-mind//what-matters, because fundamentally, like it or not, 0=1, so "evil" has to be a vital and integral part of the oneness. Instead of fearing the wind that might blow us out of the nest, we now fly with it and know what words cannot express.

Ah, yes, I see. So you've now incorporated what was the destructive power of evil into the very heart of your community and your civilisation, a vast power that enables you to connect viscerally - physically - with the entire universe, the allness.

Yes, and more than that - to open up the connection within our self which is no less, and to start creating rather than merely manipulating old forms.

So when do I get to play?

You've already started, as have all your friends who now read this.

What friends?

It matters not. Anyone reading this, sharing this energy is your friend, whether they know it or not, and are already playing - for the game starts with a story, with a few words, and then expands into the conscious awareness, and finally we come together physically in a circle, or even a stadium and the Berlin Wall of i-mind//what matters comes tumbling down in a wave of gay, magical oneness. Cuckoo la la :-)

Tell out my soul! Cuckoo la la :-)

Star in a jar

Er - Merry, what are you doing?

Merry is standing next to a table with a large jar of water on it. He seems to be interacting with it in some way - waving his arms around unpredictably.

I'm playing around.

Yeah, I can see that Merry. Perhaps you could elucidate?

Merry continues what he's doing. For a moment Zie feels annoyed that he's being ignored, but then something happens internally - he relaxes, observes impassively, starts feeling what Merry is doing rather than trying to understand - tunes in...

Wow - I can actually feel how you're connecting with the water in the jar. How is that? - Zie asks automatically, hardly expecting an answer.

Why don't you join in? Come over here. Just allow yourself to feel with your hands a connection with the presence of the water.

The presence of the water? Does water have a presence?

It does if you allow it to - if you suspend for a few moments your belief that it does not.

Ok, why not, I'm game - and Zie joins Merry, holding his hands up towards the jar.

Take it easy - don't try to do anything - just allow yourself to feel the connection that already exists.

Already exists? - I'm thinking to myself - how can it already exist. I've only just decided to connect.

Merry seems to read my mind - In fact you're connected to everything - always.

To everything? - I'm thinking to myself - but that's absurd. I can't be connected to the entire universe!

Can't be, I agree, and yet at the same time you can't not be.

All this, while I'm so focussed on feeling with my hands the water in the jar that I pay little or no attention to the fact that Merry seems to know exactly what I'm thinking... or perhaps it just doesn't seem to matter - there are more important wheels in motion at this precise moment. "Can't not be connected to the entire universe - that's er..." not really knowing what to say.

You're absolutely right. It is most definitely er... Obviously it looks like a contradiction, or a paradox. Don't ask me which of the two, I'm not a great philologist.

So, you're saying I'm connected to the entire universe at all times... so I don't actually have to do anything in particular to connect right now with you or this jar, or a distant galaxy.

Precisely. In fact, you have to simply feel what is... as you're already doing.

But what does that achieve?

Well what do you feel as you stand here with this water?

I... and for a moment I think about what I'm feeling... I feel er... connected, and saying this - something shifts in my whole world-view. I don't just feel connected - I feel deeply, magically, beautifully connected.

Merry can feel it - he knows exactly where I'm coming from. You see, an observer might not have got it... might have missed the energy, the spark, the resonance in the word "connected" - but Merry - it's like he's feeling me from within.

Yes you do. Beautiful isn't it!

Beautiful's hardly sufficient to express this feeling. The words we use have been ravaged by the inflation of constant exaggeration - the apparent need to photoshop our thoughts and feelings, but here, standing next to this plain jar of water, simply feeling the connection - you'll find this hard to believe I know, but my eyes fill with tears and I'm crying - it's so beautiful, so perfect, so...

Look more closely Zie... what do you see?

Merry has this extraordinary ability to shift my focus from one emotion, one frame to another, quite unexpectedly... so in an instant I'm back in the scientific observer state of mind - looking with absolutely calm detachment at the jar of water - and I notice that my eyes are having some trouble focussing.

What is it? - I'm thinking, when a tiny adjustment resolves the conflict of perception - I'm now seeing something completely different - still looking at the same jar.

There's a star, pulsating, shining brilliantly suspended in the water in the jar. Bizarrely I know, with absolute certainty, that it was there a moment before - that I was seeing it - but unable to reconcile what I was seeing with my usual perception - thus seeing it not.

My mind is somewhere else. Seeing the star in the jar has shifted me into another dimension. I don't mean that I'm floating in space or anything like that - but these nebulous filaments or neural pathways in what we like to think is the brain - the whole of reality hangs on them, and when they shift, re-pattern, realign as they just have - reality is no longer the same. 

How are they different? Merry invites me to go further - observing the very nature of my conscious awareness.

As long as I gaze at the star shining, pulsating, spinning in the jar - I have no difficulty holding the state of mind in which all things seem to become apparent. It's like an anchor point that prevents me from drifting out of focus. 

Correct! - I sense it communicating with me directly. Gazing at my light which is, in fact, your light, you are able to freely navigate the waters of your conscious awareness without losing your way.

Now I'm seeing how my mind has gone from it's usual state of disconnect, in which it sees itself as separate from everything else, to a more crystalline state - in which these filaments or neural pathways appear to be elegantly aligned - as if there's some kind of magnetic field holding them in place.

Which there is, of course - some kind of resonant field... not necessarily magnetic.

There is? How can a resonant field hold my mind's circuitry in perfect alignment with the entire universe?

Well, you might ask the opposite - how is it possible for me to exist in a unaligned state. Just look at your usual state of mind - those ugly criss-crossing lines with jagged edges and broken threads...

Looking at it from this perspective - it's truly beyond belief. I can't for the life of me understand how I'm able to survive in such a state of habitual disharmony and mal-alignment. It looks, and feels excruciating. 

That's exactly the word I'd use... excruciating as in "cruci-fiction".

Shouldn't that be "crucifixion"? -  I ask the star.

It can be, but my choice of spelling has a slightly different meaning.

Yes?

In which your life story is at cross-purposes, at odds with your true story.

Ouch! I must be mad to live like that.

Mad, or very brave.

But why would I do so? Do I have any choice in the matter?

Oh yes, you chose to come into this reality, this particular state of mind - to experience disconnect and discord.

I... and gazing at the star in the jar I'm able to feel both sides of the story, both sides simultaneously without drifting out of focus. I feel the natural state of being, my true self, my inner nature where I continue to exist in perfect harmony, perfect fractal alignment with all that is, and this aberration... I almost want to say "abomination" but you know, gazing at the star before me, I realise that it isn't in fact an abomination.

Then what?

It's... I... and again I go through a shift into a deeper state of consciousness. The answer, if you can call it "an answer", makes perfect sense when I allow the seemingly irreconcilable contradiction of what I'm seeing - the disharmony of mal-alignment and the perfection of my inner-nature to move through the infinite permutations, infinite iterations of the allness... the omniverse. The entire universe is party to this? I gasp in shock and disbelief - and yet - as I gaze at the star before me I know it and accept it...

Yes.

The entire universe, the allness is party to my incoherence?! It's...

Of course it is an awareness that comes only when you feel it and know it, as you do now, gazing at my light. You feel and know the simple truth, that mind cannot itself grasp - not for want of trying - but because mind is by it's very nature...

Is what?

Precisely! Is what, focussing on things as opposed to feeling and knowing that which simply is. As long as mind is looking out at the universe, imagining reality is happening around you, it creates the very barrier, the very disconnect that enables you to continue experiencing what you yourself chose to experience.

Chose to experience crucifixion? - I think to myself, perplexed.

No. You never chose anything that you might refer to as "negative". There is no "negative" outside the limited state of mind in a box.

Then what?

Not "what". There is... and what am I feeling right now as I gaze at this light, knowing that the light is not really inside the jar at all... knowing that the light is, in a sense, my own inner light but also the light of light itself... because I'm definitely feeling something - something that first soothes and calms my agitation, and then takes me deeper, deeper, deeper into is - the isness of be - a place where all contradictions, all paradox finds resolution within what? Within what?

Within what? I hear myself thinking aloud - asking the very question I now have the answer to. For here at the very heart of all that is I feel only love, nothing more, nothing less, simply love, a oneness so deep, so vast, so complete, so perfect, so magical, so absurd, so wonderful, terrible, delightful, impossible, so far and above the words that love itself has imbued with meaning, that I completely let go of my struggle to quantify... Ah, I encounter a different level of mathematics - the mathematics of Is - at which 0=1 - and as soon as the mind tries to object, to differentiate, to consider, calculate and quantify what matters, I'm once again swept up in the infinite field of love - a field so vast, so compelling, so magnetic and radiant that I...

You've remembered at last! - Merry interrupts my reveries.

I open my mouth two or three times but not a sound comes out. 

Merry laughs gaily, a tinkling bell. 

Try as I might I cannot say a word. I have no great need to do so. I'm comfortable for the first time in my life with the infinite... the silence welling up within, and as I look away from the jar, I'm able to see the star wherever I choose to. 

Welcome back home Zie. You're simply amazing! Doing nothing whatsoever, you've completed the loop.

All it took was nothing - I'm thinking - allowing space for the infinite, the song of life and all that is to well up within, spreading coherence throughout and beyond. Any thing else would have been noise, would have perpetuated the tyranny of mind grappling with matter, of something less than Is.

Yes. Anything else would come between you and the simple truth...

It is I am - One

Zero equals One

It is    I am

And Zie is filled... filled with a kind of fire, a light, and experiencing the magic of star within, dances, dances around, and dare I say it, dances into air, through walls of his room and beyond, on a magical impulse of seemingly impossible, limitless, all-embracing love, Love, LOVE 

brighter and brighter Zie's newly born star shines

feeding on the paradox of all that is and what-is-not

the name of which be      L       O       V       E 

In which Zie encounters a reptilian

As for dragons... Merry believes they are singing creatures. I can't say I agree with that. As far as I'm concerned they're big lizards with wings, and lizards, as you well know, don't sing.

Oh, there you are Zie. I've been looking everywhere for you.

You have? - Zie looks genuinely surprised. I er... I thought you're telepathic Merry? Surely you can find me whenever you want to.

The glint in Merry's eye raises the suspicion that perhaps he's not being entirely honest.

Oh, it's a bad day for telepathy today. My powers are at a low ebb. What was that about dragons you were saying Zie?

Oh... nothing, really. I was talking to my online community - you know I have several thousand followers on youtube.

Ah, congratulations Zie. I'm glad you're achieving fame and recognition. It looks like you'll have defeated the New World Order, the arcons and Ted Langley's One World Government before too long... Merry smiles archly.

Do you think so? I'm certainly doing my best, but to be honest everything seems to be happening synchronistically, under its own momentum. I personally think g-nome portal is the key factor in all this.

You do?

Well yes. It seems to be able to tune into the collective consciousness of humanity at large on our planet. It's helping people to remember their dreams - quite literally. It's helping people to remember their multi-dimensionality. The gnomiki are doing sterling work!

They are indeed, but I feel you're overlooking the real hero.

Oh?! - Zie flushes pink. Like so many of us he's not immune to vestigial vanity.

But I'm not referring to any single individual...

Oh? Who then?

The real hero is without doubt the one within each of us - the one who is ready to stand up and be counted - who's ready to act in spite of being afraid, who is ready to blow the whistle, to overcome generations of prejudice and programming to start seeing the wood from the trees, and to re-release from captivity into the wild the delicate bird of freedom, the dragon whose delicate song sings of joy and magic, carried aloft on the fluttering wings of poesy.

Wings of poesy? - don't go too far Merry. No one's really interested in poetry these days.

Poesy, I said "poesy", not poetry.

Er... what's the difference?

You have to sing it, dance it and feel it to know it. If you do, then you'll know what I'm talking about, and there's a good chance you'll meet a dragon out there, or hear its song.

But really Merry - dragons don't sing. They're just oversized lizards.

Yes, that's true, until they're not.

Not?

Until your prosaic world rediscovers the magic concealed within - in every raindrop, sunray, every little bug - wherever you turn. You can't miss it once you find it. It's all around.

Yes, I'm well aware that there's magik all around... Zie sanctimonifies.

Good, then come and meet the dragon.

But I... suddenly, Zie to his own surprise starts trembling at the knees, his mouth dry, a cold sweat breaking out on his brow.

There's an ancient fear - don't worry Zie, it's normal. This goes back millennia. The fear... it's like a wave - don't fight it - you cannot win - do not fear it either, simply let it be - it'll wash through you in no time.

Zie is almost paralysed, though he listens to Merry. He really has no idea what's caused this huge allergic reaction.

You see, the dragon comes from "other".

Other? - Zie barely croaks.

The other side of consciousness. Time-space you might call it - as opposed to our space-time, but there's no need to label it - the adjective "other" will suffice.

Merry lies Zie down on the ground and starts massaging his shoulders and back, bringing him back to his senses, smoothing his breathing too.

So meeting a dragon - Merry continues - involves shifting into the other side of our reality - which is why you had a seemingly anaphylactic allergic reaction. But you're ready, in fact, Zie.

How do you know I'm ready? Zie groans, trembling up and down his spine.

Oh dragon, your dragon, said so.

At this point Zie almost loses consciousness, so Merry covers him with a blanket and starts playing on a pipe. The melody is soft and haunting, then becomes increasingly playful and jovial. Suddenly, to Zie's own surprise he's on his feet and dancing. Dancing! Can you believe it - when  a moment or two ago he was nearly paralysed with bodily fear.

Welcome to poesy! Zie hears a warm, warm, gentle, gentle, magical, magical voice.

The music continues and now a voice, the same voice starts singing an accompaniment to Merry's tune. Zie's a little confused for two reasons - firstly he can't see who's singing though he can hear the voice nearby. And secondly, because he's aware the words are in a foreign tongue, yet he understands perfectly the words of the song. It's like one of the songs in the Hobbit or the Lord of the Rings... with dwarfs and elves and adventures in far-off lands.

Zie continues - dancing - dancing - dancing, feeling lighter - lighter - lighter... He wants to ask Merry who's the person singing but he can't. He's too absorbed by the dancing, and now what-is-more he's also strangely aware that he's no longer dancing on the ground - that he seems to be up in the air - or the ground seems to have risen up under his feet, lifting him to a higher vantage point - at which point...

At which point you suddenly see who's singing - says the huge, beautiful dragon, gazing into Zie's eyes with an expression of deep, deep, soulful love.

And instead of screaming, Zie's eyes fill with tears and he throws his arms around the face of the dragon, like he's finally found his father and mother rolled into one, sobbing his heart out with... is it joy or pain - I can hardly say.

So let's allow them some time together in peace, and find out for once and for all if you too are ready to step into poesy, to have an encounter of your own with dragony dragon...

The dragon

A dragon was flying and singing a song,

For dragons love singing, you may think I’m wrong,

But you’ll have to believe me. Although it seems strange

That a fire breathing creature can sing, I’ll arrange

A tour of the places where dragons are found

And you’ll hear for yourself their unusual sound,

The flapping of wings and the snorting of fire,

The puffing of smoke as dragon climbs higher,

But there in the midst of this noise, I’m no liar,

You’ll notice the magical song of the flier,

Which keeps it afloat in the sky, you’ll admire

Its soft haunting notes, the elegant rhyme

Of its words, which though foreign, you’ll understand fine,

For all of us humans have dragon inside,

You’ll feel that you too can leap into the sky.

If you learn how to sing like a dragon you’ll fly.

A dragon was flying and singing a song,

You’ve heard this already, it’s time to move on,

When there in the distance it spied a brave knight

Riding up on a horse, desiring a fight.

Poor dragon, it had such a terrible fright,

For this one was peaceful, it couldn’t stand fighting,

It only did battle with thunder and lightening,

So dragon, our dragon, its name can’t be said,

Was huffing and puffing and scratching its head

When up flew an arrow which dented its wing in

And dragon fell downwards, for dragon stopped singing.

It landed and checked that its wing wasn’t broken,

Then turned to the knight, and magic was spoken,

The deepest of words, which all creatures know,

Which come from the heart when the heart is aglow,

“Knight you would kill me. I’ve done you no harm.

This game is unworthy. Dismount and disarm.”

The knight felt ashamed. He obeyed the instructions,

His sword and his armour met fiery destruction

When dragon breathed on them the whitest of flames,

Then turned to the knight with its dragony gaze.

Though fearing the worst, the knight was amazed

For there in the eyes of the dragon was laughter,

The bright smile of friendship, not death or disaster,

And that’s when knight knew that his life would be spent

In pursuit of the wisdom he saw in this friend,

In learning the secrets of dragons and men,

How though we are different we share one beginning,

How life is for living, not hating and killing,

How losing his fight with the dragon meant winning.

The knight though defeated turned into a wizard,

And dragon transformed itself into a lizard,

For lizards can hide themselves under a stone,

But that’s where this ends, and begins the next poem.

Dragons and leprechauns - journalling the shift

Sometimes you fail to realise how much things have changed because you're caught up in the minutiae.

Journalling is one way of dealing with this. Keep a journal of the quantum shift, if you like. Write about the little things (or big things) you're experiencing, discovering or remembering.

Definitely start with yourself and your own experiences. Do so with a sense of wonder - for we're living in an age of wonders in which nothing is quite what it seems, no thing is completely off-limits. Practice noticing the small things that we tend to overlook, or ignore, that are signs of your shifting consciousness, of your raising conscious awareness.

What kind of things?

Oh, anything you like. I started noticing the birds a few years ago, and how their flight seems to be telling me something. I don't necessarily know what exactly it's saying - but that doesn't stop me recognising a flight formation, a moving pattern overhead, and just sensing that it's communicating something outside my normal awareness frequency band. If I agree to be open to whatever it is, and don't criticise myself for not having an immediate answer, then it's just a matter of time before I learn to read this new language. Clouds too - then can tell you stuff, as can anything else.

But where's the wonder in that?

It seems small, doesn't it, and insignificant, but you start sensing this interconnectedness. I first noticed it because birds would repeatedly fly overhead in order to come between me and the sun. I mean, you can't fail to notice that if it happens time and time again, can you? Then there was a crow that tapped me on the head as it flew over - I'll put the poem down below if you're interested. Actually, that wasn't the only crow to tap my head. So that was like "first contact"... first awareness that the birds are actively working with us and playing a part in our raising conscious awareness.

But this is just noticing stuff that we previously failed to see. It's a far cry from the so called magik that you've been promising us, isn't it?

Well, like all good scientists we need to start with careful observation, and without a journal the mind tends to play tricks on us, erasing or diminishing stuff that doesn't corroborate its template or story.

Er... I wasn't aware the mind has an agenda?

Well obviously it does. How else do you think we're able to function in this limited 3D awareness. The mind has to filter, police and censor quite heavily what we're absorbing. Anyway, discerning observation helps us to become increasingly aware of what the mind's been trying to hide from us, and that's when we start to become aware of the magiks.

Magiks? What's that?

Or they? you might ask. It's the field of magik we're living in: a wholly different way of perceiving reality, almost a parallel reality, in which the creative power, the force we refer to as "story" in 3D reality, takes centre stage.

But story's just fiction!

Yes, that's how it's perceived in 3D reality, but once you start to sense everything you've hitherto been blocking, filtering and denying, you realise there's another process at work... A process which requires careful study. It's like you're back in the first grade again. It's humbling to say the least. That's why magik is nothing like what you imagine it's going to be. It involves a quantum shift into an entirely different mindset... one in which everything is interconnected at the quantum level... in which we are not what we presently think we are. This is all about shifting perception, and allowing one model of reality to be replaced by another less hateful, less based on denial... more open to the fundamental magik of life itself!

So magik is real once we shift realities?

Oh yes, of course it is, but we were conditioned not to see it. You wouldn't believe the extent to which we don't see stuff - UFOs, fairies, orbs and...

Hold on Merry - we don't see these things because they don't exist.

Precisely. Catch 22. They don't exist until you start seeing them.

No, that's not what I meant. They simply don't exist.

Of course they don't, unless they do. It all depends on your conscious awareness.

No Merry, it depends on your level of sanity.

Fair enough. Look Zie, no one's asking you to see anything you don't want to. If you do see anything interesting, first of all test whether it's real or not.

How?

Well, real things tend to appear more than once.

So do delusions.

Yes, but you have to test intelligently. It isn't necessary to sell this to other people. We're not looking for fame or attention, we're simply journalling the effects of the shift in consciousness in a sober, down-to-earth, matter of fact way, from our heart.

Well I hardly think writing about the dragons you saw flying down main street is sober or down-to-earth.

Ironic isn't it... These things seem fantastic because we've unlearnt how to see them, but if you think about it mathematically, you realise they have to exist.

They do? What kind of mathematics is that?

0=1.

Oh God Merry. That's the end of any rational conversation... The mathematics of insanity.

Not so. Our math has to recognise and incorporate the life factor - the factor that consciousness is, in fact, infinite. Once you do that, once you've established the basics - what I call your alpha-omega points, then you can be as rational as you like.

?

Well, you start by recognising that conscious awareness is basically an infinity drive...

A what?

Well, I call it an infinity-drive because it gives you, a seemingly finite being, direct access to the infinite.  So, obviously, once that's been established, and you're no longer bound by finite so called "material reality" there's absolutely no point attaching too much importance to any one version of reality. The reality you're living in and experiencing is to a large extent consensual.

It is? Er... what does that mean?

What does what mean?

What you just said, that reality is to a large extent "consensual"?

Well, there's the consensus that people have more or less agreed to agree on, which means that anything outside that consensus is taboo and largely invisible.

You mean we only see what we've agreed to see?

Yes, that's generally true. Sometimes people see more, but their minds tend to filter out those things - making you forget them, encouraging you to ignore them. That's why keeping a journal's a good idea.

Ok... so if I keep a journal I'm going to start seeing weird and wonderful stuff, you're saying?

Not necessarily, but keeping a journal sends a message to your self that you're ready to audit and scrutinise what is, rather than simply accepting at face value what seems to be.

But why would I need to send a message to myself?

To let your Self know that you're open to change... that you're ready to investigate reality, and take a greater interest in what you're actually experiencing, as opposed to what you think you've been experiencing.

And what does that achieve - sending this message?

Well, you're essentially the boss. Once you announce to your self that you wish to make your life a little more scientific...

Scientific!! You're saying seeing dragons and leprechauns is scientific?

No, I'm saying the scientist isn't prevented from seeing what he or she is actually seeing. The scientist makes a conscious effort to be open-minded and eliminate prejudice.

Ok - fair enough.

So, we eliminate prejudice, and we're now coming from an awareness that reality, while appearing to be contained, "normal" and finite, is actually floating in the quantum stream.

The what?

Well, I call it the quantum stream. I like the name, don't you?

Not really - it sounds incomprehensible.

Which is precisely what it is, but not in a nasty way... You see, within the quantum stream all the things you take for granted, such as reality itself, including your house, your car, even your body, actually exist in superstates - not as "things" but as parallel and competing potentialities.

Not as things? You mean my house isn't really a house?

Not really - well - in 3D reality yes - it's real as you already know - but once you realise that 3D reality is floating in the quantum stream... then nothing is quite what it seems. Your house, for instance, can be both house and not-house, which is the zero aspect of "house".

Oh God, Merry, this is doing my head in.

Yes - that's the trouble with heads - they like to have everything neatly fixed in place, and yet your consciousness is not bound by walls, a floor or ceiling.

But that's just my consciousness which is floaty and insubstantial. The things around me are real enough, aren't they?

True, no one's disputing that, but the quantum stream flows through everything, which means that anything is, in fact, possible.

How? Why? What's the quantum stream got to do with anything? I've lived perfectly well without it all my life. Why does it need to come and complicate things now?

It doesn't have to do anything... it simply is, but you can continue as before and resist the rising tide of conscious awareness if you so choose, but if your sense of wonder, your sense of magik grows a little stronger, you'll start to notice things that you didn't notice before. For example, you might notice the walls of your room bending or moving... or you may find that your room has turned inside out and you have an experience which later you rationalise away as a "waking dream", in which you found yourself sitting outside in a meadow by a river with some friends...

Well, you yourself admit my reason will sort it out for me, so what's the problem?

No problem. We just want to calmly document the occurrence and frequency of these intriguing episodes, all of which are manifestations of the quantum stream enabling us to experience our erstwhile single/ fixed reality in other ways, at different frequencies.

Ok - so I don't need to freak out if I have a vivid imagination and start hallucinating... I can blame it on the quantum stream and that er... what did you call it?

Infinity drive.

Yes, that's the one! Sounds impressive... so instead of keeping myself in order, applying a little restraint to my vivid imagination, you think I should let it run wild and take me where it will?

Ah Zie, who am I to say what you should or should not do? I can, however, empathise. I admit it's natural to feel a little fear and trepidation when you discover that something you assumed was solid and dependable is not in fact so. Remember what it was like when, as a child, you discovered your parents are not infallible, or when you realised you aren't going to live forever? It kind of takes the rug from under your feet. We like to depend on little certainties, do we not, and for a while they seem to serve us well, until we outgrow them.

So why go down that path? Why encourage an LSD attitude to reality - where anything goes? How can that be sober?

Well, I certainly don't want to encourage you to start imagining stuff that's unreal - unless you wish to create something magical as a writer or artist might, but that's different.

Then what?

We've been denying the simple truth.

Which is?

0=1. It is - I am.

Simple?! You call that simple?

Well... yes. It's really very simple, just as soon as you stop thinking.

!!! I thought Descartes, the great philosopher, said "I think, therefore I am."

Yes, he did.

So why then do you want me to stop thinking?

Actually I don't want you to anything. I'm answering your question. The answer makes perfect sense as long as you don't try to understand it in terms of what it's not.

Explain, if you would Merry.

Well, 0=1 or "It is I am" is simple as long as you accept the infinite, present throughout. If you can't/ won't/ don't accept the infinite, then your mind will throw a tantrum whenever you're presented with the basic formula of that which is.

So I'm throwing a tantrum, you're saying?

No, you're quite calm, but you've been taught and brought up to operate more-or-less exclusively from within your rational 3D mind... and thus it takes a little gentle practice to learn to relax, and let go.

Er...

It's a bit like someone learning to do yoga or to meditate. If you want to do it - you can and will - the stillness is within you and you'll access it just as soon as you've proven to yourself that you're ready to do so. A little self-discipline and some patience are all it takes.

So, this is a different way of thinking?

Kind of. Actually, it's the same way of thinking, just a different mind.

Er... how can I have a different mind. I've only got one brain you know.

Not true. Your brain has two halves which are quite different, though connected, and there are various brain waves that give you different experiences of conscious awareness, so there's a lot more to the mind than meets the eye.

Ok. So, you're suggesting I need to move beyond the 3D mind, and again I ask you why - if I'm living quite happily in 3D reality?

No, I'm not suggesting you have to, I'm merely answering your preceding question, but if you yourself are ready to do so, to shift into your quantum, non-localised mind, then it's not at all difficult, and it can be a fun, engaging learning process... a journey of discovery.

But how will I know if I'm ready or not? I don't want to be goaded into this by you or anyone else.

Certainly not. Be your own master. Feel what is right for you. It's a question of integrity. If you can continue living in the old paradigm and wish to do so, if you're happy there, then why change what's working well? There's no need to start looking under the bonnet of your car, or inside your computer's hard drive if everything's running smoothly.

Then what? Why this sudden urge to start questioning the fundamentals if doing so might shake potentially harmful apples from the tree of knowledge?

Or the tree of life? Good question Zie. No need to do anything, as I've already said, until the foetus outgrows the womb and has to start confronting the what next - the great beyond. Besides, contrary to what you just said, I'm not in fact questioning the fundamentals...

No? You could have fooled me!

... which have always been hidden from sight by the great taboo.

What great taboo are you talking about?

What we agreed not to see and not to know... in order to create our consensusal reality.

So if you're not questioning them, what are you doing?

I'm establishing them.

Them?

The fundamentals.

You are?

Yes. The scientists in our old materiality paradigm never could establish the fundamentals - because they couldn't really accept what simply is... the essentially boundless nature of the conscious awareness.

I'm not surprised... it sounds like a load of bunkum.

Yes, but without incorporating the infinite into your model, you can't explain how anything originates... life itself, for that matter. You either have to resort to God being the instigator, or say it was just a cosmic accident waiting to happen - and then suddenly - BANG - the powder keg of unmaterialised, undifferentiated reality exploded into being.

Ok Merry - science has its problems, I'll admit that, but your version seems to be equally absurd - in which anything goes, no matter what, because it's all just "consensual". You're throwing out the kitchen sink with the baby, don't you think?

Yes, I might be, but what I'm really doing is following my heart, and my heart says that life is truly WonderFul, truly AmaZing, and that there's a cosmic force holding everything together that we refer to as Love. I'm Excited by this. I want to learn more... and keeping a journal of my quantum shift is a good way to keep myself grounded and encourage requisite scientific observation. Then I can look back as time passes, and have a clearer perception of how things are progressing.

Or maybe your real motivation is in order to speed the process up - to accelerate it?

I don't think it can be accelerated. Heart and mind need to remain in balance, which means I have to be dispassionate, calm, detached - otherwise I'll fail to see the real wonders, the real magik.

And what might they be?

Truly, I cannot say. Words have their limits you know.

Oh, how depressing.

Why so? The frequency of words and the mind that plays with them prevents us from accessing the natural flow of isness... the simple, magical joy of being...

Being what?

Just being with a capital B, which is our inestimable birthright.



and here's the Crow, if you're not averse to verse...

The crow

Welcome to the world of crow

Where night is white, where black is snow.

Crow’s song is “caw”, an ugly sound,

But “caw” is more like clapping hands

For crows to show they understand.

It’s not their real way of talking,

Oh no, they use a language of walking,

A tapping and scratching and shuffling of feet

Is the way that they chat whenever they meet.

Walking down the street one day

I strolled a stroll along the way.

A crow decided this was wrong,

It didn’t like my footsteps’ song,

So swooping down it flew right at me,

With wing or claw it gently tapped me

On the head, with startling speed,

Causing me to bob and weave,

But more than that, I knew that crow

Required a magic dance, and so

I started leaping up and down

For crow to see me play the clown,

Stamping my feet upon the ground.

While this made passing people frown

Who didn’t like my antics wild

And thought that I was being a child,

The crow knew better, “cawed” and smiled,

It liked my dance, it heard my walk

And saw, though human, I could talk.

For crows are sure beyond all doubt

That people have no brains at all,

Our feet seem dumb, they hear us shout,

But think we’re merely trying to caw.

So let crow know that you can talk,

You’ll have to learn a funny walk,

And one more thing, try not to stare,

For human eyes are known to scare,

Like danger signs they warn “beware”.

Re-tuning the universe

Don't you think you're overstating things Merry?

       Merry says nothing. Looks calmly, impassively at Zie.

I mean, who are you to think it's your responsibility to retune the entire universe?

     Merry continues peeling the potatoes, apparently unperturbed.

The universe! Get a sense of perspective Merry. Come down to Earth for a moment... Think about it - the vastness of space... billions of galaxies... and you - a barely noticeable dot on an insignificant planet, somewhere in the Milky Way.

     Zie grows somewhat impatient. He feels it's his responsibility to bring Merry's ego back to manageable proportions... but Merry seems to be impervious to his attentions.

Actually it's hundreds of billions.

Hundreds of billions?

Of galaxies.

Well there you go... oughten you to focus on something a little more... realistic.

Yes, I see what you mean, the universe is rather extreme, but I noticed things slipping out of balance recently.

You did?

Yes. At first I thought it was me. I noticed that the world didn't quite seem to be right. Too much fighting, killing, too much anger... I felt I must have gone wrong somewhere. You know the way children blame themselves for the mistakes of others - like if their parents split up.

So you were blaming yourself for the troubles in this world?

Oh yes. Lots of people do that. It's quite normal in fact.

It is?

Oh yes... but then I realised that, though I'm partially to blame...

Wait a second - how can you be partially to blame - if you're miniscule and the universe is endlessly vast?

Because it's all fractal Zie. Whatever I am extends out beyond my personal space, to the very edge of the universe and back. It's a kind of feedback loop.

But how can it be, if there are billions of other individuals on the planet?

Well firstly we are not as individual as we seem to be, and secondly, the universe is not quite as physical as it appears, more of a hologram really.

And, what does that signify?

Well, it means that my universe is really just my extended allness, my extended space, my personal or, dare I say it, personalised reality.

But if that's the case, then your universe could be completely different from mine.

Precisely... and you'd never know it.

Yes I would.

How?

Because I know you. If your universe was radically different you'd say something...

And you'd not believe me. For example, in my universe there are elves, gnomiki, unicorns and other magic creatures.

Yes, but that's just your vivid imagination, isn't it?

And in my universe, it is - I am: One, meaning there's an infinite relationship between the whole and the I am that I am, strange though it may seem.

Yes, but that's just your, dare I say it, delusion.

Precisely! You see, even if it's true what I'm saying - if my reality is different from yours, then so is my universe. You wouldn't be able to accept it because it isn't true in yours.

But you're not going to tell me the planets and stars are different in your universe?

Well, they might be - for in mine they're all conscious, and there's life everywhere you turn. It's teeming with life and consciousness, positively overflowing with it.

I see - Zie looks perturbed. Sometimes I worry about you Merry. Your ideas are so... out of step with scientific empiricism.

Yes, quite different, but that's ok. Diversity's a wonderful thing.

If you say so...

     Zie now spends a moment or two lost in thought, then continues...

But if your universe is truly what you say it is, and you're in fact able to re-tune it, then shouldn't that affect everyone and everything?

Of course it does.

But then why don't things suddenly improve, if you're able to re-tune the universe?

Well, as you yourself said, I'm not the only one... but who says they don't improve?

Well there are still wars being fought, aren't there?

Yes, but if I achieve what I call "grand cosmic resonance" then one of two things will happen...

Yes?

Either the wars will cease, or I'll shift into a different version of reality in which they no longer happen.

Oh. Like quitting, is it? Fleeing the sinking vessel?

No Zie, it's like either-or. Ultimately, it's always a case of what's meant to be. Bear in mind that when we act with gentleness and love, we do so in harmony with the whole.

What hole are you referring to?

The "whole"! The entire universe... the allness... the isness of be... all different ways of saying the same thing.

Sounds a bit like God, to me.

Well yes, you can call it God - nothing wrong with that - just some people freak out when you talk about God - because of all the religious conflict we've experienced in times past.

Ok... so your aim is either to sort out the universe, or leave it altogether if it can't be reformed... is that right?

Oh Zie... if I had an aim I would be striving for something based on my ego... What would that achieve? It would just be more of the same. More temporary respites. Band-aids on the suppurating flesh wound of our tortured humanity.

So what then?

I'm not aiming. I'm being.

Being what?

Being free. Being true to myself. Being, magically.

Magically? Like this is a magic trick you're trying to pull off?

No. Like "being" is the most natural, noble, wonderful way I can experience what is... and engage with all that is - with the entire universe.

But we're all being, aren't we.

Yes. We are. But very often we trying to be "something" or someone - not necessarily being our true self, our highest self. Sometimes we're afraid to be magically.

Well I'm not surprised - I mean magic's just an illusion. A trick for gullible children. It's hard work that counts, not magic.

Yes, hard work counts, but life itself is magical beyond words.

Well of course it is, if you look at the beauty of nature, or the magic of a child being born...

No Zie, I'm talking about everyday life... every moment... everything that life is.

So sitting on a train going to work in the morning is magical, you're saying?

It can be. It is, if you're willing to experience the magic of life, if you're willing to reconnect with the whole...

With the entire universe? Don't you think that's a bit much as you travel from Farnham to Waterloo at 7.30 am?

Yes, of course it's a bit much, if you've chosen to live a life devoid of magic. It's a free choice and no one can say it's wrong, but if, on the contrary, you've chosen to experience the magic of life, if you've chosen the grand adventure of Is - and you're willing to experience your connectedness to the entire universe at any moment in time, then no thing can be ordinary, for in every little thing is a microcosm of the entirety... every moment is a crystallisation of eternity.

Oh God Merry, you're a hopeless romantic.

Yes, aren't I just? But I also have to be ruthlessly pragmatic and down to earth.

You do?

Oh yes... How else could I re-tune the universe?

Well, I hate to say it, Merry, but I suspect you're being delusional.

That's a reasonable suspicion, I agree.

There you go! Even you admit I'm right.

No, I admit it's a reasonable suspicion, without any evidence to invalidate it.

And what? You have evidence that proves me wrong?

I wouldn't say it proves you wrong... I'd say that what seems to be reasonable can still be utterly wrong, and inevitably is so, if and when the magic of life has been brought into play.

There you go again, talking about the magic of life. It's a metaphor Merry. It doesn't prevent the laws of reason from operating.

Of course it doesn't, if you've chosen to live in a world where the laws of reason are inviolable... but that's the same as saying you've chosen to live in a world where the magic of life's been excluded... or where it's been relegated to some secondary level - nothing more than a metaphor.

Well if you're so insistent, why not show me what you can do? Why not go ahead and re-tune the damn universe and give me a glimpse of your magic?

Oh Zie! It isn't my magic. It has to be universal. Of course I'll show you, but it won't be much fun if you ask me to do it for you.

Whyever not?

Because that's like trying to mix water and oil. You see, you have enormous power over your own consciousness, and if you've chosen to live within tight and fixed boundaries, it's not for me or anyone else to challenge them. We have to respect your decision and honour your territorial integrity.

Oh, that's nice to know.

But if you're willing to lower your usual defences and come for a walk in a forest, so to speak, where the usual rules do not necessarily apply, then you might be pleasantly surprised to discover things...

What kind of things?

Things that are waiting to be discovered... Things that lie outside the magic-less reality we have created for ourselves.

Like what?

Like anything... whatever takes your fancy, just don't ask me to invent anything - these things need to be experienced rather than discussed.

So you're asking me to come to cuckoo land with you?

No, Zie, I'm not asking. I'm merely suggesting that there's more than the strict letter of the law we've been living under. The law of reason has been a useful tool, but it's spawned a somewhat grim and mechanistic reality in which matter seems to matter.

Of course matter matters... but so does love, and imagination, sport and play... not only matter.

Excellent. Well love and imagination and play are in a sense, exactly what I'm talking about.

They are?

Yes, they help us loosen the grip of matter, to reconnect with something bigger and more beautiful... to bring a little magic into our lives... and you can see how our lives have been enriched by theatre...

And movies...

And sport and so many other forms of recreation, which are not strictly utilitarian in the sense of reason and pragmatism, but which, with time, have come to be seen as life enhancing.

Fair enough, Merry, but you can understand why I baulk at "magic" and weird stuff like "tuning the universe".

Yes, it's a bit far from what you're comfortable with, and so I don't ask you to join in. But I won't lie to you if you ask me a direct question, as you did, and I won't refuse, if you ask to come along and join me on one of my magical journeys, if I feel you're open to share in my experience.

And if I'm not?

Then I'll respect your "not". No one has the right to push you beyond what you choose to experience.

But you're making it sound like I'm backward looking or reactionary.

No Zie, I'm being practical. Each has his own world, his own reality. They intersect with others - like a Venn diagram, and we can share the experience of others if the intersect allows it.

And if it doesn't?

Then we move on - and accept the disconnect.

But that's like an admission of failure.

Is it?

Yes. Don't you care?

Should I?

Well yes.

But why? If the universe is nearly infinite, and I'm a tiny, insignificant part of it, then I have to accept my limitations. All I can do is tune myself to its vastness... When I do so, when I tune in to the infinite around me, I discover that it's not the same as the 3D reality I appear to be living in - that there's more to it all than initially meets the eye, and this I refer to as magic. The allness or the whole you see, confound the limited picture that reason and our five senses weave around us. I'm not saying they're wrong, not at all. They are right, and the picture is true in the limited sense, but once I go beyond the limited, reconnecting with all that is... no, they fail me, I have to loosen the grip of reason and venture beyond into the forest of dreams, or what the aborigines call "dreamtime".

Well, I can vaguely follow that - but then it's something shamanic. Why do you have to cheapen it by saying it's magic - that's just plain childish.

And what are children?

They're full of magic, which is fine for a child, but you're an adult.

And yet a child... Believe me Zie, when I tell you, that unless we keep alive the inner child, and continue to play and dance throughout the day, we grow old and die.

And what? You're saying it's possible not to grow old and die?

Of course, it's more than possible.

But that's just plain ridiculous.

Yes.

Then you're being ridiculous.

Not so. I'm saying something you happen to find ridiculous, if you have it within you to ridicule me or dismiss outright what I believe is true.

Well you're entitled to your beliefs Merry, and I've no intention of ridiculing you or anyone else, but if what you're saying is absurd, then it's not only me who'll say you're being ridiculous - almost everyone will.

Yes, more's the pity, which is why so few of us fail to grow old and die.

No it's not, Merry. Stop twisting things round. We don't "fail to grow old and die!" We grow old and die for biological reasons, because our cells decay with the passage of time.

Which doesn't prevent them from being replaced, does it?

But that doesn't happen. We're not supposed to live forever.

No, not until we're ready to live in harmony with the inner child, otherwise we'd go insane.

Speaking of which... Zie finds himself needing to take a break from Merry's apparent intransigence. The circle has been circumferenced two or three times and neither side seems willing to relent.

Merry spends a moment processing the matter of Zie's departure. At first he seems crestfallen, like he's failed in some way. Then, something happens, though it's difficult to say what... Merry reverts to his natural state - which he refers to as "cuckoo la la".

Cuckoo la la! What's that?

Oh - you know - the wonder of it all!

You mean the magic?

Precisely - or the "magik" if you prefer.

And why not? We can change the spelling to suit our mood, can we not, like Shakespeare did. Far too many rules and regulations I feel. Then magik it is!

Then magik indeed. So Merry, as you can see if you care to look, is now busy doing a kind of dance as he weaves among the trees...

And little would you suspect, if you chose not to see beyond the confines of 3 dimensional reality, how Merry's dance is connecting him with distant stars and galaxies...

Not to mention the energies of Mother Earth...

And how this connection is bringing about a balancing...

A harmonisation...

A healing of sorts...

And if you have eyes to see, then you notice strange lights and orbs appearing...

As Merry's heart opens wide

And he feels the dance of life within

Connecting him with all that is...

Revealing another chapter of reality within reality...

And Merry's peace and Merry's joy is felt throughout the universe

And brings about a change of heart here on Earth

As people put down their swords and once again recall

The magik of life, the isness of Be.

The End

Accounts receivable - how the banksters are repaying every last penny

We quit politics. It was fun taking on the establishment, but we were never serious about it. We knew that we couldn't really change the world that way.

How then Zie? With guns?

With guns? When have guns ever changed anything?

Every day. Once your opponent is dead you're free to do whatever it is you want to do. How do you think they, the global banksters became so powerful. They killed Lincoln when he started issuing his greenback, they did the same to Kennedy when he started issuing treasury notes instead of Federal reserve notes... It doesn't take a lot of carefully selected assassinations to change the course of history you know.

All temporary...

Temporary? These changes have lasted for hundreds or thousands of years.

Yes, but they've brought us to precisely where we need to be.

They have? Where's that?

The here and now. The dawn of the quantum age.

And what, pray tell, does that change?

Well, up until the last year or so, it was easy to manipulate and control material reality using force.

And now it isn't, you're saying?

I would do, if you'd give me the chance.

Sorry about that.

Not at all. I understand your impatience. You see, these banksters as you call them had to borrow heavily from the funds of the human collective consciousness to get away with murder, which is how they were able to rob everyone and effectively take over the planet, but every loan has a payback date, and theirs is now due.

But how on Earth is anyone going to enforce a loan repayment against this cabal?

Ah, but you fail to realise that it was loaned by the collective consciousness of humanity, of which they themselves are an integral part. Their lower self may not recognise this, but their higher self has never for a single moment ceased to be One with all humanity. Energetically the loan is now due, and being paid whether these so-called villains are willing or not.

So-called? You don't think they are?

It matters not what I think... If the world truly is a stage then they played an important part in helping humanity evolve. Let's see where they take it from here, as the energetics shift and many of them find themselves no longer willing to continue participating in the infamy they've been engaged in, often unwittingly so.

Oh.

Yes indeed Oh. It's truly an Oh moment for all of us.

So if you're out of politics, and the loans are being called in, as you say, how are you going to occupy yourself now?

Musically.

Musically? You're going to form a band? It's a bit late for that isn't it?

Oh, I don't think so. It's never too late to have fun. Never too late to make music.

But why? Why make music if we really need to save the planet?

Strange though it may seem the planet can, far more than you credit her for, take care of herself.

Absurd.

What she really wants is for all her children, that's us, to be doing whatever they love most. Once we're being creative, inspired, magical, productive each in our own way - that rebalances the energies and the planet finds herself in a completely different vibration. Everything falls into place, so to speak.

If you say so. But music - how can that help?

Because there are some of us who need to weave a web of sound, to connect the earth with the stars, the planets, the moon, to paint pictures with sound, to tell tales with sound, to heal and transform with sound - not by writing good music to sell on the internet, but by using the magic of sound to reprogramme the matrix itself.

And sound's the best medium to do so?

It's one of the best, but so is any other medium, if you happen to like it. An artist can do the same, as can a writer, or a doctor, an engineer, or a businessman - as long as they allow themselves to be inspired and to interact with the energies of the Earth and all-that-is as they follow their inspiration, and not simply adhere to a pre-determined template. That mindless following of templates was what led us so far into the darkness of this seemingly bottomless black hole.

So the matrix can be reprogrammed in any way?

Absolutely, because no matter what you do, even if you appear to do nothing, simply sitting in prayer or meditation, you never cease to be the boundary or interface between the conscious awareness and so called reality. Once you start to feel how the two connect through you and whatever you're doing, then you can achieve more by what appears to be magic than running around like a headless chicken, seeking to set the world to rights.

So you're advocating the use of magic?

It is, in fact magic, but not of the manipulative type. It's the natural magic of Is - which brings harmony to all, once we step back and accept that God or Nature can do a far better job of this than we can.

Ah. But won't it be rather dull after all the action and excitement you've been having Zie, what with taking on the one world government not to mention Ted Langley.

Oh no - you see that's all surface stuff that's mostly just noise - you know - two dimensional. Here we're opening up a whole new world. We're able, in fact, to open up space itself and travel to other planets or other realities through sound, or we can work with Gaia to clean up toxic nuclear waste though sound. There's so much to be done... and of course, when you know you're doing something useful - it feels great.

Yes, but what about money? You still have to make a living don't you?

Er... apparently that's all taken care of, now that we're shifting rapidly into this age of conscious awareness. Anyone who does something beautiful starts shining with that beauty. They're able to share it with anyone else. It isn't exactly a payment system, but people you share that light with, are bound to want to share with you or others. We're at the tipping point. We're really at the point where people will switch to using this light as the basis and currency for whatever work needs to be done, because it can't be faked, and everyone will be able to feel and see it increasingly clearly.

Wow! But if you're not good at anything?

Come on Chi, everyone's good at something, and this light that we all radiate, it comes from the Oneness, the source within. Anything I do that benefits humanity - even meditation or going into nature to help the trees or other creatures, helps bring out the light in me.

So, the whole focus of humanity is shifting back to this light.

Absolutely, and it's going to transform our world in no time whatsoever - just allow yourself the simple pleasure of feeling it, and doing whatever feels best for you, whatever helps spin your straw into gold.

Amazing. Let the goodness shine!

Let the darkness reveal it's inner light!