Even as a rider of bulls, you are still not your experience. You attached to 'life'. Examine through parable the experience and attachment to what most call 'life'.

We’re a wind that blows through the trees, sure the sound it makes proves it’s solid. Yeah, we’re breeze-beings identifying ourselves by any gust that’s conveniently dualistic.

Come to think of it… any breeze that defines anything is a temporary be-ing that come and goes, confined by the mirrors of its own whining and whistling reflection.

Blow in to examine your perception of life, existence, and non-existence.

Crow binds with Phoenix to ignite the seething radiance of twin inferno. Without attempt, this raging state of completion attracts its twin flame.

When the crow and phoenix become one, light and heat can be felt for miles.

The word ‘illusion’ implies that what’s being modified isn’t an illusion. The term ‘optical illusion’ suggests that the basis for ocular perception is being manipulated. However, it’s more like a film being contorted by a warped lens. Behold… a myriad of semi-deceptive relatives, stacked upon themselves.

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Ask yourself if a contradiction in thought says something about the subject, or the mind that’s encountered it.

“Any belief that ‘I'm my thought’ is now uncreated, ran over by a train, thrown off the caboose, and shipped off to some unknown railyard. I smirk and declare my sovereignty from thought. It is done.”

How is it that flat tires, blown head gaskets, overheating radiators, and ill-defined toxic masculinity are of service to you?

Who says a flat tire isn’t of service to you?

Take your power back from those who would prefer you forget your gift. Take your power back from spiritual sissies, and clever institutional social engineering schemes.

Climb up into any RV, and play the role you wish. Embrace choice and consequences, the drive like the wind! You’re in the drivers seat.

Cultural appropriation is alive and well in the transformational industry.

Dance floor geezers need to chill, and step away from their attachment to the matshavernacularasha spillin’ from their lips.

Identified suffering is only pain.

Attachment does not have to be negative.

Pain and pleasure is the nature of our experience… embrace it.

Remember, attention and focus of thought creates desire, and desire forms attachment. Attachment is great if you know where it came from – it brings all the flavors of food, love, laughter, and rodeo riding pain you might desire.

That which you bind, can also be set free. You want to master that ability – grab the reigns, but not too hard.

Thought makes light, and light suggests thought. Whose thought-form is the sun… yours?

‘Going towards the light’ may not be the direction you want to head in.

So, when you see that light, where you going friend?

One is the choice of the illuminated, the other… that of the radiant.

Listen! You can hear souls snarling.

Leap up to the vantage of higher-self, and wag your tail in the lower-self junkyard.

Tilt your head, indeed, a soul can remove itself by slipping under the fence of its higher-self. Still, at this crossroads, it already has reconciled that it’s in a scrapyard, one it chose, and one that’s of service to itself… regardless of what other compartmentalized soul snarlers feel.

Free your spirit, unleash the ego, and listen to the kennel of unnecessary suffering and pain.

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