TOXOPLASMOSIS.

On Friday, August 8, 2014, Martin Law <martin.rainbowmaker@gmail.com> wrote:

A POISON TREE.

 

I was angry with my friend.

I told my wrath, my wrath did end.

I was angry with my foe,

I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And i watered it in fears,

Night and morning with my tears.

And i sunned it with smiles,

And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,

Till it bore an apple bright.

And my foe beheld it shine,

And he knew that it was mine.

And into my garden stole,

When the night had veiled the pole.

In the morning glad i see,

My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

~WILLIAM BLAKE.

Negativity is a spiderweb,

if you tangle with it

you're stuck, poisoned, and eaten.

What does it mean, 'to tangle with' ?

Well you don't want to become too attached to it, do you ?

Tangling is the opposite of meditation. You become entangled in your thoughts about something. Instead of seeing webs for what they are and steering clear of them.

Webs are very sticky, and how will you know if you're about to be stuck ? Well for sure, you will be aware of a frantic buzzing between your ears. As if a fly was trapped inside your head with no exit. It is not recommended that you inject fly spray into your ears.

The buzzing is simply what's called 'the inner dialogue'. Though it's really a monologue, as there's only the one mind it's happening in.

Except that most people are doing it, most of the time and that's a lot of people, talk about 'hive mind.'

A line from a William Burroughs book from decades ago comes to mind: ..."but what do they think about ?" "Same old rubbish everybody thinks."

As Eckhart Tolle says, "If people were to verbalize outwardly what they have going on inwardly, they'd be locked up." If you doubt that, then just sit quietly, and listen.

A line in the Chinese text, The I Ching, states that, "when evil is branded it thinks of weapons." Both the evil and the weapons referred to might alternatively be thought of as rigidly held opinions. You know, 'pinions', that which grasps and holds on tightly, for 'dim greath.' The Irish version might be called Seamus (pronounced shame-us) O'Pinion.

What provokes the affront may be something actual, or something presumed. More often it is the second of the two.

For example, he said this or she did that, and thought replays it endlessly like a stuck record, tape, or disc, and that's the fly in the head, the 'ear worm'.

As is most often the case, that she said this or he did that, is not so at all. The accusation is so often a revealing description of the accuser's psychic state. Psychologically termed 'the shadow', simply that which one is in denial of, projected onto others.

If you tell someone who's projecting that they are just reacting, they will just react of course, and then 're-act.' How many times have you heard "no, you're just being defensive" spoken in the mode of an attack ? "How dare you react to my provocation !" Silly isn't it ? Politicians take note, we're watching but yawning.

Then it becomes pitiably self isolating to a proud descendant of an O'Pinion. Especially as the separate self is already the illusion of isolation/non-relation. Which is why the fly feels trapped. Challengers to the 'divide-and- rulers' take note also. Grievance repressed poisons the blood.

However... you'd be a lot happier were you to realize, once and for all, that what you think, is not who (or what) you are, but may become what you are if you're not mindful. Or alternatively if you are eternally vigilant and dedicated.

Opinions are programmes. Alien intruders at an impressionable age when you had no alternative reference point to compare with. As such, an 'alien virus' which is not what you are.

Then how do you get rid of it? See clearly which is you and which is it. Don't just identify with the fly in the head, that's just a thought and a mad one at that.

The true you is in the heart, which is far more intelligent and flies free. Expansively giving of itself without retreating into a self-identified prison. "Ah, these are just self-immolating thoughts... POOF !"

The alternative is meditation, which is just a word, meaning, deep, silent, consistent, inner listening, without preconception, but with finely inquisitive sustained attention. No big deal. You can listen to yourself anywhere.

'TOXOPLASMOSIS.'

An interesting word. Used recently by John Lamb Lash in interview on www.red ice creations.com Having only heard the word for the first time, i take it to mean when a toxic intrusion enters the mind, and like any virus, mutates the structure or plasma of the brain chemistry to its detriment. Which explains why some people remain the way they are.

In so doing, inhibiting and diverting the wisdom of the heart. I promptly noted that the word itself has 13 letters, which in my view can be a positive thing.

I highly recommend familiarization with the aforementioned as being a crucial area of study. Humans have always been vulnerable to "trickster virus intrusions" of the mind.

The nature of the trick seems to be that we were deviated from being aware this is so.

Forgetting this, we let our guard down, 'for three thousand years' ! If you need proof of the result of this, you only need to watch what's called 'the news'. Except there's nothing 'new' about it.

Or any other 'programme' for that matter. The 'he said this she did that' show is enacted every day. Portrayed as being a mirror of 'the normal reaction.'

So that when someone affronts your O'Pinion of self, it's the first thing that sparks in the mind. The programme is already in place.

But that much is plainly obvious and self evident, having long been at large in the public domain throughout history. 'Hidden insane plight', to scramble an otherwise recognisable and familiar phrase... Yes ?

But who needs a television ? I've never had one. Who needs a radio ? I threw it in the bin. Why buy newspapers when you can burn sticks ? All religion ever did for me was make me a little cross. As in, 'Gladly the little cross eyed bear.'

As for 'the web' or 'the net', (avoid the sticky).

'In the land of the blind the one eyed man is king', especially if it's your third eye.

I learn more of truth, beauty, and worth, (plus info) just looking at the sky. Don't ask me why. I rest my case, it's heavy.~

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Makes Rainbows.