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Can The Ego Surrender Itself To The Light Of Consciousness?

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Inside Portal Pineal Light is a lot further inside Spirit, than inside any body-wound of Dark ego-fear, so here is an image I want to share of, almost a body framed, as if charcoal burning nameless as any corpse will do. As we gently roll it’s clothes over crust falls off what’s burning away from the inside out. It’s ego as an image of Dark image-memories, that have been exposed to the inner Light of the Pineal Spirit is burning, where all chemical solid energy transforms everything inside to Awareness Light-energy Duality Ego-corpse freedom.

O M G it’s me sacrificing myself inside awareness, that nothing was ever outside all along and, now Nothing is welcoming a grateful enlightening me-less inside where there is no idea of ego-death to Buffalo Dark Herd-stampede roam. I get the picture this reveals what inside looks like when we don’t stare at our shadow-ego projections outside, that follow us around everywhere we transport our Portable-paradise Portal from the inside out witness where Source is, always lit up inside like this.

Am I nothing but a heap of charcoal clothes, almost burned away in a disappearing one act play, way past Dark Duality naked skin on fire? It doesn’t feel hot at all, but rather a comforting coolness, even without sunglasses, from this very personal apparition of my own cool, enlightening Center Sun Alert Awareness shining everything dark synapsing inside away. O M G 2, Am I Not, was or ,will be, but on fire as cool as can honey bees formless-ing? Were the snakes inside me, all along aware of me, even before fear floated siders on by the outside/inside same way too?

No Wonder I’ve always been afraid of Awareness Light watching everything I held on the outside ego Dark, ever so safely, so sleep was even possible knowing all Wars with ego were, already fought on the Inner battlefield filled with all my dead-memory triggers? O M G 3X666, all my ex-wives, and ex-husbands are lit up like a Sex Christmas tree on the fourth of July freedom from Middle East War Satanism.

One corpse burning away from the inside-out Brilliance with torn and tattered charcoal clothes flickering into tiny sparkling memories, but there are many corpses piled, so high Spiritual Enlightening Brilliance inside seems more like conflagration this cool opens Awareness inside, as if all that’s left of whatever I thought was me is now Light to the power of ego Dark coal mine despair, able to move on to a, never ending Source of Duality fuel.

I was not a bum hiding under rag tag envy, and I was not whatever was in my mirror ego arrogant reflections, but I was burning up from the inside out until cool helped me see the Collective Dark ego is my, own personal portal Pine-kindling memories funeral pyre. Can a trill of continual forgiveness become this many lifetimes bon fire celebration inside cool thrill brilliance enlightening awareness gift, as outside disappears, by just discerning focus, without denial?

Is Ego as Dark as Denial can be, without waking up inside Pineal inside Portal inside Fire? Are there no Body-memory Fear-mind synapses left inside to burn away from, so many habits, and Karma avoidance red hot coals arcing, and sparking, ever so Comforting-cooler than Cool? Am I on fire, or am I not for ego-hire any Collective Dark-illusion char-cola mora. Is there, really no Gender Light, until ego burning away the eternal Duality-dark anti-Spirit Looking-within motif, fuel to burn instead?

There, never was anything to see inside at a bare glance, but more ambivalence charcoal already burning my ‘oops there it is’ eyes on sulphur smoke, but Oh My was it, ever fun to tease and, then come back teased-enough to even dare to stop teasing another lifetime making my own, very hairy Karma memories appear to, really mean something? How long have I been a dark-speed ego-bump in the way of Karma Wheel road-most traveled, or is one lifetime bump enough to stop pissing on the charcoal fuel? Is Linear time measured in sausage links, or are linear gender twists, road apples fermenting into perpetual charcoal to burn for the Awareness Light shining away everything snaky, skanky, and spidery ego ergo I-forgotten, eventually?

Banana Cream Pie

Way down inside on the face of the moon
Peer I all the way up through and out yonder eyes
Moon pie, pie face, feed the monkeys, moon em on the way by
Everything I thought I knew deserves a yellow banana
I love pie and am motivated to drop down and whisker back by
The so called tree of knowledge
Every lonely monkey deserves a bite of pie

You are all welcome to swing on by to taste a banana
Look yourself in the eye and enjoy a taste of delicious moon pie
Wonder filled Peace from breathing slow in the moon
Gazing by everything and out one lazy eye
Have an idea we are all one inside face with loving eyes
Bring everything inside out of the rain and warm fear by the fire
Enlighten every moment thoughts catch us swinging in the trees