The history of philosophy is to a great extent that of a certain clash of human temperaments. Undignified as such a treatment may seem to some of my colleagues, I shall have to take account of this clash and explain a good many of the divergences of philosophies by it.

 Of whatever temperament a professional philosopher is, he tries when philosophizing to sink the fact of his temperament. Temperament is no conventionally recognized reason, so he urges impersonal reasons only for his conclusions.

 Yet his temperament really gives him stronger bias than any of his more strictly objective premises. It loads the evidence for him one way or another, making for a more sentimental or a more hard-hearted view of the universe, just as this fact or that principle would. He trusts his temperament.

Wanting a universe that suits it, he believes in any representation of the universe that does suit it. He feels men of opposite temper to be out of key with the world's character and in his heart considers them incompetent and ‘not in It,' in the philosophical business, even though they may far excel him in dialectical ability.

William James in his 1906 essay, The Present Dilemma of Philosophy, is explaining not just the thoughts of philosophers, but the thoughts of all humans. The mental, physical and emotional traits of humans have been clashing long before recorded time. Temperament is a quality of consciousness that is firmly rooted in beliefs.

 Philosophers may open the door for people to align their temperament with similar forms of energy that have a similar temperament, but all humans based their experiences on a unique and personal belief structure that creates physical choices and experiences. Once a belief structure is aligned with similar belief structures a chain reaction is set in motion which creates collective experiences, but each experience is different in that collective whole.

 Religion, politics and other aspects of my belief system are constantly shifting and changing based not only on my temperament, but the temperament of all the energy I collect in my consciousness. The boundaries of my beliefs continue to expand after each experience and I become more aware of different elements that have been covered by a temperament that suite a particular energy flow at any given point in linear time.

Since duality and separation are also elements of my individual belief structure, I tend to opposed opposite beliefs and thoughts. I immediately defend my own beliefs and find data that will confirm the credence of my thoughts. I do this in several different ways, but the outcome is usually a right or wrong judgment. The now age philosophy is centering itself in integration, not separation. Rather that disputing and disclaiming conflicting philosophical issues and choosing an isolated approach to solving a particular dilemma, integration blends different philosophies, so the solution is a more accurate representation of individual realties existing simultaneously within a diverse collective consciousness.

Diverse temperaments and unique beliefs create an awareness of self; the ego becomes aware of similarities rather than differences in temperament and creates a reality to suit those similarities, which is a more integrated and unique temperament.  

 The tools to tweak my temperament are created every moment by impulses. Acceptance is the chisel that is craving a path of awareness large enough to fit all the philosophical rhetoric into an integrated context, so body consciousness can expand in its own dialectal mixture.

It is wonderful to move

To a new place every day.

It is wonderful to flow

Without ice and mud

Everything my friends,

Is gone with yesterday.

All the words are gone.

Now is the time to say something new.

 Rumi's words from Divan-I Kebir translated by Dr. Nevit O. Ergin, capture 21^st century thought with 13^th century words. It's wonderful to move in the now. It's wonderful to flow in this moment of linear time where my spirit meets my flesh. It's where yesterday and tomorrow intersect and one self becomes my center of focus.

Yesterday is a ghost that taunts me. It appears out of nowhere and it takes me back to experience people, places and things. It has dream like qualities and I find myself reliving the excitement or the depression that exists somewhere in my body consciousness. My emotions are wide awake and I put my self through the ecstasy or the pain that exists within me. It is a never-ending saga of a physical life lived in the duality of time and space. It's my own movie that keeps playing in the drive-in called my brain.

The experiences of yesterday impact how I perceive my self. I rarely perceive my self in the future and if I do, it resembles the past. But in the reality of now there is no yesterday; all the words spoken are gone; the beliefs that I thought have expanded and new thoughts manifest. Living yesterday over and over is an avoidance practice that keeps me in a state of resistance. When I live yesterday in the now, my now becomes a song that plays over and over without pause; the melody and the words are beliefs experienced in the process of expansion, nothing more. I chose them at a specific energy points in order to enhance my awareness. They are the memories and the illusions of another self, not the self that is present in the now. 

Now is my energy point where I exist in this multi-dimensional reality. It is the energy point where I create a connected independence, so my beliefs become things. My actions express an energetic awareness that blends now awareness with an ever-changing yesterday and the expectations of a future that I have already experienced in another quality of consciousness. My inner senses drip through various densities of consciousness. They flow through mental enzymes and chemical intensities and become unique vibrations for me to experience. Each moment is a simultaneous mixture of yesterday and tomorrow seeping through the spiraling ladder of awareness, which I interpret as the exponentially endlessness of now.

Rumi expressed those thoughts 700 years ago. His consciousness vibrates with me, so I can feel the nature of an expanded awareness in this moment of my now. The now or one aspect in a moment, in the action of consciousness, is void of illusionary beliefs of yesterday or the distorted aspects of tomorrow, for they have transformed themselves into the ice and mud of a fragmented, but connected consciousness, which needs to expand in its own multiplicity.

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The hour is striking so close above me,

So clear and sharp,

That all my senses ring with it.

I feel it now: There's a power in me

To grasp and give shape to my world.

I know that nothing has ever been real

Without my beholding it.

All becoming has needed me.

My looking ripens things

And they come towards me, to meet and be met.

No thing is too small for me to cherish

And paint in gold, as if it were an icon

That could bless us,

Though I'll not know who else among us

Will feel this blessing.

Rainer Maria Rilke's Book of Hours was written around 1903. He was twenty-three when he started it and had already published three volumes of poetry. Book of Hours was published in 1905. The inspiration for the book came from what Rilke called "inner dictation." Words came to him in the mornings and evenings and struck him with the force of a persistent awareness, which is actually the inner senses manifesting thought in physical form. The inner senses using innate electrical intensities shape the reality I experience and that beholding can be as extensive as I want it to be. There are no restrictions that limit my creativity once I cross the threshold of wisdom and express the innate power within me.

 Rilke's thoughts are energy and as energy manifests physically in my reality, it acts as a catalyst. I imagine my self functioning in the world within me. When that happens my inner senses ring a bell of awareness; a new world takes shape and in every second of it, nothing is too small to cherish. The act of beholding this world ripens my own beliefs. Creative enzymes flow through me in an intensified dance of consciousness. My energy is painted with the gold of awareness. The blessing of abundance fertilizes my blue veins and spouts the red blood of physical metamorphic resonance in the endless action of creation.

 All realties wait for me to discover them. Each inner experience is real when I become aware of it. Each dripping thought frolics within a dewdrop of awakened energy that restlessly expands into a catechism of wisdom without beliefs. No longer hampered by conventional gravitational realism, I can wander from cloud to sky, as I pick molecules of radiance from the consciousness of the sun, which fuels the universe within me.

Success has no footprints in a world where judgment floats on a carpet of tolerance. Fear has no motive in a universe that flowers in multi-colored vibrations of acceptance. Love has only equals when a mirror of truthfulness reflects the genesis of consciousness.

Experiencing essential aspects of awareness, I see a self and behold the beauty between time and space. Each moment of beholding strikes the wires of my own electrical intensities and another quality of consciousness becomes me.

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 The conventional self is composed mainly of a history consisting of selected memories, and beginning from the moment of parturition. According to convention, I am not simply what I'm doing now. I am also what I have done and my conventionally edited version of my past is made to seem almost the more real "me" than what I am at this moment. For what I am seems so fleeting and intangible, but what I was is fixed and final. It is the firm basis for predictions of what I will be in the future and so it comes about that I am more closely identified with what no longer exists than with what actually is.

Alan Watts the British philosopher wrote that interesting statement in his book The Way of Zen, published in 1957. If I ask my self who I am, I do start putting a mental image together of what I've done and where I've been. I am a composite of yesterday waiting for tomorrow and never seem to get yesterday out of the way in the present moment. I constantly live a historic dream of my own making and continually try to wake up, but I find my self falling deeper into a waking sleep, as linear time shows tracks of my past on my physical body of now. I identify with those tracks and in a way wear them as badges of achievement and perseverance. The self that exists in the now is stuffed in a body of distorted memories that create a future with similar distortions.

As Ken Wilber mentions in his book Spectrum of Consciousness, my ego seems to be happy today if I promise it a happy tomorrow. The good news seems to be in a bright future, not a bright present. I endure pain and misery waiting for that future, but I don't enjoy it, because it doesn't exist now. When it does arrive my ego will only be content if I offer it another bright future. I continue to create insanity in order to be sane. I spend so much time running towards the future that I identify with running and I run right past it in the present, so I never really know who I am or enjoy that self. I find my self not enjoying the present because it has no future and if it has no future then it is dead in my belief system.

Trying to get a handle on the present and living it without associations that form from past beliefs is an enormous challenge, but it is one that I can experience. When I start to examine who I am from not only a physical and linear perspective, but from a psychological and metaphysical perspective, I open the door of awareness a little more. I still have beliefs about the past and the future, but I begin to immerse my self in the present. When I use my imagination in the present I create thoughts that are expressed as energy in some way. By following those thoughts from pure energy to manifestations, I find hidden fragments of my own consciousness waiting to be accepted and released in some form. Life in the present is about action and expansion and the awareness of different realities, so I can experience them. I tend to fear them for I have no past experiences to associate them with, but when I allow them to show themselves, I sense the incredible amount of energy that I have in every moment and that is enlightenment.

By accepting a changeable past and a probable future, I learn to live in the now. Both the past and future are creations of the present, which in psychological time happen simultaneously. Like the bark on a tree my ego is the buffer for this camouflage reality. I keep it healthy by making it aware that I am like the roots of a tree that need the energy of life now, not in the future.

But the effect of society is not only to funnel fictions into our consciousness, but also to prevent the awareness of reality. . .

Every society, by it own practice of living and by the mode of relatedness, of feeling and perceiving, develops a system of categories which determines the form of awareness. This system works, as it were, like a socially conditioned filter; experience cannot enter awareness unless it can penetrate this filter. . . I am aware of all my feelings and thoughts which are permitted to penetrate the threefold filter of socially conditioned language, logic and taboos (social character). Experiences which can not be filtered through remain outside of awareness; that is, they remain unconscious.

Eric Fromm was a 20th century internationally renowned social psychologist, humanistic philosopher and psychoanalyst. He was associated with the Frankfurt School of Critical Theory. Fromm taught at the University of Mexico, as well as at Michigan State and NYU. He moved to Switzerland in 1974 and maintained a clinical practice and published a series of books. Fromm believed that freedom was an innate aspect of human nature and we either embrace it, or we escape from it. Embracing freedom is healthy and escaping freedom using escape mechanisms is the root of psychological conflicts.

 The main escape mechanisms that Fromm identified are: Automaton Conformity, Authoritarianism and Destructiveness. Automation conformity is changing one's ideal self to what is perceived as a preferred type of personality to conform to society, which means losing or hiding one's true self. We then are able to place the burden of responsibility on society instead of self. Authoritarianism is allowing one's self to be controlled by another. This removes freedom of choice by submitting to the freedom of someone else. Destructiveness, aims to eliminate others or the world as a whole to escape freedom. Destruction of the world is the last desperate attempt to save my self from being crushed in it.

Awareness, as Fromm describes it, is created by me once I allow it to manifest. Several factors determine whether I allow my self to be aware of different experiences. I do pass all I perceive through a belief filter and separate them by associations in order to identify them using an accepted mode of knowing. If my experiences get stuck in one of my filters, I put it in another category and mark it as not real, or a fantasy, depending on what is contained within the experience. I cover my awareness with a blanket of doubt and disbelief in order to protect my self from experiences that are not in my memory, or cannot be associated with another similar experience that is lodged in my body consciousness.

Fromm explains that different society's have specific filters that are filled with escape mechanisms, which inhibit awareness until these filters are reconditioned or are expanded to accept new experiences as acts of freedom. Embracing all experiences and accepting them for what they contain, in terms of awareness, is true freedom. But in order to expand in awareness, I consciously put these escape mechanisms in place in order to experience the pain that results from my own creations. I separate my self in order to conceive awareness. Consciousness is not aware of itself unless it separates and forms contrast in this reality.

 As the 20th century philosopher and Taoist Terence Stannus Gray, who wrote under the pen name Wei Wu Wei explains:

What, then, could be inconceivable, what in fact is and must be inconceivable? Only that which is conceiving, is itself inconceivable, for only what is conceiving cannot, when conceiving, conceive itself.

That means consciousness is always aware, but my ability to conceive that which I choose to filter is restricted by my own actions. Aspects of consciousness remain outside of my awareness, due to my established and staunchly rigid belief structure. When I begin to massage that structure and it becomes pliable and flexible and awareness begins to manifest, I conceive more aspects of my own innate freedom. It's similar to death in one sense, for I change my focus from one reality to other realities and begin to experience all of them simultaneously within an expanded time-space filter. Conceiving awareness is experienced on my own and does manifest at certain energy points in linear time, when I choose to allow my self that freedom. If I don't allow my self to die in awareness then I am a sorry traveler, but an eternal one nonetheless.

In Goethe's words:

As long as you do not know

How to die and come to life again

You are but a sorry traveler

On this dark earth.

The point is the earth is only dark if I conceive it to be, by filtering my experiences through an inconceivable belief system.

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We are supposedly living in the same world, but who can tell the thing we popularly call a stone lying before this window is the same thing to all of us? According to the way we look at it, to some the stone ceases to be a stone, while to others it forever remains a worthless specimen of geological product. And this initial divergence of views calls forth an endless series of divergences later in our moral and spiritual lives. Just a little twisting, as it were, in our modes of thinking, and yet what a world of difference will grow up eventually between one another!

D.T.Suzuki was born in Japan in 1869. He was a professor of Buddhist Philosophy at Otani University in Kyoto. He was the most respected 20^th century authority on Buddhist Philosophy and Zen Buddhism. Reading his work is certainly a mind opening experience. Just a little twist in a belief and the world changes and everything in it become distorted or sane depending on how I look at a stone, or anything else. My dualistic reality becomes a battle field over words that communicate my beliefs. The hinge on a door can swing in or out depending on how I hang the door and so it is with my belief structure.

Suzuki mentions a monk in the same essay. The monk says:

Drinking tea, eating rice

I pass my time as it comes;

Looking down on the stream, looking up at the mountains,

How serene and released I feel indeed!

My perceptions paint a reality and I live that reality through my choices. Everyone is connected in that behavior, but drinking tea for me may not the same experience as anyone else. I sit eating rice and think and those thoughts become things that are unique to my experience; the same tea and rice are different in the thoughts and perceptions of others. When I accept those common acts without thought, I enter the world of Zen or enlightenment and never leave my seat. When I look at a stone and sense its consciousness, I find Zen sensing me in the common act of being. When I hang a door to swing in and am at peace with the hinge and the door, Zen is the wind created by these two energies.

I could call those experiences by a different name and still sense the oneness of no-thought. I could use my Western religious training and call them the Christ consciousness or Middle Eastern thought and called them the greatness of Allah. I could call them the sign of a new savior or find something in the bible that matches my thoughts and I would still experience Zen without identifying it specifically. Names lose their meaning in enlightenment. The no-thought and how I perceive it creates a different experience for each believer. But as a human connected to a society, I want to merge all thoughts into one common experience and call it a name that denotes compliance and that's when Zen and no-thought move down another stream and over a distant mountain.

There is a collective consciousness, but within that energy there are different energies that create experiences that are not shared in physical reality. There are inner enzymes that are the catalyst for consciousness to expand in non-physical reality and then manifest in other forms, and I experience them without naming them.

 Suzuki goes on to explain:

Even in the twinkling of an eye, the whole affair is changed, and you have Zen and you are as perfect and normal as ever. More than that, you have in the meantime acquired something altogether new. All you mental activities are now working to a different key which is more satisfying, more peaceful and fuller of joy than anything you ever had. The tone of your life is altered. The spring flowers look prettier and the mountain stream runs cooler and more transparent. The subjective revolution that brings out this state of things cannot be called abnormal. When life becomes more enjoyable and its expanse is as broad as the universe itself, there must be something quite healthy and worth one's striving after its attainment.

How serene and comfortable I feel knowing there is no-thought. Expansion and awareness are achieved in my uniqueness. Becoming the air between the bubbles or the flutter of an eyelash is the action of consciousness that exists without uttering a word.

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No drives, no compulsions

No needs, no attractions

Then your affairs

Are under control

You are a free person.

Chuang Tzu wrote those thoughts in Chinese over 2300 years ago. The concept that less is more is now age thought at its finest. Just the idea that I could live without feeling the pressure of modern life is a goal worth achieving, for no other reason than to just be. I know I live in a free world or at least that's what I have been educated to think; the definition of free contains different aspects of human experiences and beliefs. Certainly I do have freedom as long as I conform to the rules that society has enacted and set in motion. Society is me and a group of me's who live to pursue happiness and abundance, and society's definition of freedom is necessary in order to accomplish those desires.

The belief system that has been established as free, in terms of political unity and social righteousness, is nothing like the freedom that Chuang Tzu thought about. It is like daylight and dark. His words are so foreign to my thinking that they are hard to understand. How can I not be driven or compelled to push and fight in order to get what I want? If I left my affairs take care of themselves, I would have nothing but broken dreams and loneliness. I would watch the world pass me by, as I sink in the quicksand of doing nothing. Life would be unbearable and my misery would overshadow any thoughts of changing my situation. No action is what I call death in this modern society and that is the end of everything. Some say it's another life, but that doesn't count because this is reality; the reality of power, of righteousness, of control and conformity. My freedom depends on my ability to believe in that social structure. Without it I am nothing but an outcast; a misfit that is off balance, confused and distorted.

Chuang Tzu didn't buy into any of that. He believed that I innately create my own freedom. It is not something to be earned by external acts of compliance; it is within me and always will be. By believing that I must think and act a certain way to achieve freedom is an illusion created by me. I consider my self a human and only believe what is humanly real. I forget there is more to me than my physical system and I live strapped to chair of a three dimensional world.

I begin to incorporate Chuang Tzu's approach to physical freedom by becoming aware of my beliefs.

 Joseph Campbell the 20^th century mythologist said it best:

Follow your bliss.

Bliss is awareness. My inner consciousness is the doer and the driving force on the road to bliss. The external world is nothing more than a picture of my own thoughts and beliefs. I create it in order to expand in awareness. Bliss is a taste of another consciousness, which is the true nature of my being. It's understanding there is an aspect of pleasure in all the things I create. This is what's known as effortless effort; the spontaneous activities of inner consciousness manifested physically. My body consciousness dissolves into this aspect of self which is free; all striving and doing drops away in this stream of awareness.

Lao-Tzu, who lived before Chuang Tzu, explains this inner doing without doing this way:

Less and less do you need to force things,

Until finally you arrive at no-action

Where nothing is done, nothing is left undone...

The Master does nothing

Yet... leaves nothing undone.

Bliss leaves nothing undone, but does everything freely. When I dip my self freely in bliss I find freedom.

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The mind is like a crystal ball with no color of its own. It is pure and perfect as it is. But as soon as it confronts the outside world it takes on all colors and forms of differentiation. This differentiation is in the outside world and the mind left to itself shows no change of any character. Now suppose the ball is placed against something altogether contrary to itself and so becomes a dark colored ball. However pure it may have been before, it's now a dark colored ball and this color is seen as belonging from the first to the nature of the ball. Even those who knew it when it was pure now pronounce it soiled by seeing it so and will endeavor to polish it, to enable to regain what it has lost.

That thought is a fundamental belief of the Northern School of Buddhism, which was started in China sometime in the 7^th century. The English translation of those thoughts may not be the exact meaning of Zen, but it does show that consciousness does take on the color and the shape of beliefs.

If I substitute the word consciousness for mind and use the word ego as a metaphor for the outside world, I can begin to understand some of the non-physical aspects of my own being. Inner consciousness can be considered pure and perfect in its own action and it has no physical color. Ego consciousness however is the buffer between the inner and outer world and it absorbs whatever color I choose to believe. Color is truth within vibration and my beliefs create different vibrations, so my ego is continually changing in color. The color of my ego attracts similar colors and I experience those attractions in some way. My inner consciousness is not changed by these vibrations, but my body consciousness is.

Body consciousness is the consciousness that exists within every cell, molecule and organ in my body. My memory is actually stored in my body consciousness; the brain is just the interrupter for those thoughts. The ego and the body consciousness create the reality that I experience, so if I vibrate in dark colors or low vibrations my body consciousness changes and vibrates at that frequency. The inner consciousness continues in its pure state and will raise my vibrational level at any time, once my ego asks for help. Trying to polish my inner consciousness is pointless, but using it as the polish for my ego and body consciousness is essential.

Misunderstanding the nature and action of consciousness creates the distorted beliefs that fuel my choices and I experience probabilities from the action of ego. My ego is always connected to my inner consciousness, but has the free will to ignore it. This consciousness scenario is the foundation for the diverse collection of belief structures that exist physically. There are endless vibrational frequencies that create different colors of ego consciousness.

The blend of the inner, body and ego consciousness is the polish that alters the color of my vibrations. Complete unity of consciousness creates a crystal color, but the crystal color is not the purpose of physical existence. It eternally exists in its own awareness and I am a whole part of that awareness. Physical existence is the experience of different vibrations in order to widen my awareness, using contrast as the catalyst. Crystal clear is always my vibration, but the desire to know my self in other vibrations is the impetus of conscious action in physical form. Every color is a vibrational lesson that is a crucial aspect of becoming. Becoming is the nature of all consciousness.

I am a crystal clear ball but choose to experience other colors and I become those colors to express different qualities of my self. In that process I expand in awareness and never lose what I already have. Purity and perfection are always in a state of becoming. Qualities of my consciousness accept each color and transform it into energy which continues to expand. Nothing is ever lost in awareness.

Our faith comes in moments; our vice habitual. Yet there is a depth in those brief moments which constrains us to ascribe more reality to them than to all other experiences. For this reason, the argument which is always forthcoming to silence those who conceive extraordinary hope of man, namely, the appeal to experience is for ever invalid and vain. We give up the past to the objector, and yet we hope. We must explain this hope. We grant than human life is mean; but how did we find out it was mean? What is the ground of this uneasiness of ours; of this old discontent? What is this universal sense of want and ignorance, but the fine innuendo by which the soul makes its enormous claim? Why do men feel that the natural history of man has never been written, but he is always leaving behind what you have said of him and it becomes old, and books of metaphysics worthless?

The philosophy of six thousand years has not searched the chambers and magazines of the soul. In its experiments there has always remained, in the last analysis a residuum it could not resolve.

 Man is a stream whose source is hidden. Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. The most exact calculator has no prescience that somewhat incalculable may not balk the very next moment. I am constrained every moment to acknowledge a higher origin for events than the will I call mine.

As with events, so is it with thoughts. When I watch that flowing river which out of regions I see not, pours for a season its stream into me, I see that I am a pensioner; not a cause, but a surprised spectator of this ethereal water; that I desire and look up and pull my self in the attitude of reception, but from some alien energy the vision come.

Ralph Waldo Emerson in his essay The Over-soul written in 1842 is an accurate description of the self I call human. I am physical energy filled with power from a source that eludes my physical senses. I develop stories and beliefs about the nature of my own multi-dimensional reality and live through the stories that are lodged firmly in my convictions and beliefs. I'm not sure what it is that motivates me to develop the external manifestations of my beliefs, but I have been doing it for thousands of linear years.

The stories change and the people and places within them change in form and substance as I become more aware of my own energy. Stories written thousands of years in the past have a deep rooted truth, but may be covered with the fragile beliefs of the writer. I believe them regardless of their frailty, because my physical senses justify their existence through religion or science. The metaphysical aspects of these stories are woven through each page, but are lost in the translation of human ego.

The history of man as Emerson points out is only partially recorded. The river of man is studied, but the water of life is overlooked and taken for granted. Within the water lies another fragment of unrecorded history that is pack in molecules of mental enzymes, which release themselves in physiological time, as well as linear time. I look at the river and discount each drop of water. Each one is an element of the whole, while being a whole itself. I fail to incorporate my inner senses in the act of physical knowing fearing I cross into the forbidden territory of unknown aspects of my self, even though I feel those aspects every moment. The hopes I feel in those moments are my inner senses expressing a blueprint for me to follow. That blueprint is the ethereal water of wisdom that is a portion of my entity in its completeness. A portion in completeness is a description of one self which is focused on multitudinous realities which express manifestations from a hidden source. Following the blueprint I am no longer a surprised spectator, but an aware component in the action of consciousness. I sense a portion of my own completeness and in that process a drop becomes a sea and I expand using moments as waves of awareness. 

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If nothing ever changed there would be no butterflies.

That thought has deep roots. Those roots are planted in action which is always constant. I change ever second as my consciousness blinks in and out of different realities. I travel through different mental enzymes to create as well as to experience physical manifestations. My non-physical consciousness creates clusters of awareness for me to experience. I put every person, place and thing in my daily focus, so I can continue to expand in consciousness. Every birth, joy, death, accident and natural catastrophe becomes real in order to expand or to alter my belief structure. The caterpillar and the butterfly are metaphors that explain my transformation from one aspect of consciousness to another.

  Words and metaphors describe physical beliefs, perceptions, choices and probabilities. The transformation from non-physical to physical, or physical to non-physical can not be described, it can only be experienced through the mental enzymes of consciousness. The word change verbally denotes a transformation of action from one wire of awareness to another. I begin as a whole and continue to become more aware of that whole, as I create the events I experience. The butterfly is always the worm and worm is always the butterfly, expressing itself in more awareness. One is always within the other. I am one self as well as other selves in the reality of duplicity, so I can express the expansion of my entity in various clusters of consciousness.

Accepting my self as a group within a whole while maintaining the essence of my entity is a message from the butterfly. My wings of awareness expand from one dream to another. Individual creation has its genesis in dreams and my dreams are always changing and creating other realities, as I transform my self in the action of energy.

 Chuang-Tzu expresses change this way:

In a dream, I saw myself as a great butterfly with wings that spanned all of creation; now I am not sure if I was Chuang Tzu dreaming I was a butterfly, or if I am a butterfly dreaming I am Chuang Tzu.

Change is a transformation from one reality to another. Dreaming is another reality creating action for me to experience not just in this focused form, but in the changing consciousness of my inner transformational butterfly.

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