BUBBLES IN A MATRIX FIELD
BUBBLES IN A MATRIX FIELD
One night, after emerging from a particularly deep meditation, I was literally horrified to realize for the first time what it was like to see all 3d objects for what they really are, or at least what it appeared to be to me. All 3 dimensional objects appear to be as bubbles that grew from seeds planted in a matrix field, exerting their force and influence on the other 3d objects within the matrix.
Looking back on it now, I see that is was really a simple thing to have experienced as a shocking revelation, but that is what it was to me—an enlightening, yet staggering, horrifying revelation. I still shudder sometimes when I think about it.
I remember sitting there in my lazy boy, fresh from a meditation, watching some comedy show on television. And then it just hit me. The enlightening, fascinating and grim reality of what was going on right in front of me. What I was looking at, that television, was a solid object that first had its inception in the mind of a human being. It all starts with an idea after all. It all starts in the mind—everything, literally EVERYTHING.
Look around you. What do you see? 3d objects everywhere, right? Did you ever ask yourself just where does all of that stuff come from anyway? I mean, before it is created in the physical world, where was it? Who can answer that? Did it come from God? That is the usual answer one gets from most people who are even remotely able to think in even a slightly profound way. And what is god, I ask you? Ponder that one late at night when you are trying to sleep! Anyway…
All that exists, whether you are aware of its existence or not, first came from an idea, which comes from an invisible non-region or non-space, if you will. The mind thinks of and idea and the idea is “downloaded” from this nebulous place that the ancients called Akasha. What is akasha?
Defining akasha is like trying to define a no-thing. Not a “nothing”, but rather a “no-thing”. What is worse is that the ancient spiritual teachings state that all “things” come from a no-thing, to which was ascribed the name akasha, since even the concept of a no-thing is a something and that something which is a no-thing needs a name for our limited minds to even speak of the no-thing. Confused? Too bad. No one said reality made sense. Look around you…does anything about your life make sense to you? Anyway…
Ideas enter the mind of everyone. The idea rolls around in the head for a while until one of two things happen. Either the idea is rejected altogether or it is followed up upon. In the case of a rejection, the idea found no fertile mental ground, so to speak. And a seed, or in this case, an idea with no fertile soil simply cannot grow into the physical world because it lacks nourishment.
In the case of acceptance of the idea, the idea, acting as a seed, finds fertile soil within the individual. This acceptance takes the form of an emotional rush. Think about it. How many times has someone given a suggestion to you, or you thought of some idea, and it just sparked something within you that made you want to do something with that idea? Don’t even bother to try to remember, as it has been happening all of your life. Everything you have ever done is the result of an idea that found fertile ground and moved you to action. And that brings up the next link in the chain. Action.
So you are moved to want to do something with the idea, emotionally moved to be exact. You may even roll the idea around in your mind a little, modifying the original concept until you are really excited about following thru with the plan. And then? Action takes place. You move to action and begin the work of manifesting the idea in your mind that has so emotionally excited you that you are now working towards making that idea a reality.
To make a long explanation shorter, let’s just say that you will do the physical work you must do in order to create what is in your head, no matter what obstacles are thrown in your direction. Eventually, you end up with a finished product, a “thing” in 3d reality that did not exist before. A thing that had its inception from downloading the idea for the thing from a big non-definable no-thing from which all things have their birth
And this, in essence, is what so totally shocked and amazed and enlightened and terrorized my consciousness that fateful night.
Everything is a like a bubble floating in an invisible matrix, which exists and is forcefully exerting its influence on the rest of the reality. And if the thing is not exerting a divine influence that has the quality of harmlessly uplifting and helping the rest of the reality whose space it inhabits? Then we love it and are attracted to it as such. And what if the new thing is harmful and essentially uplifts no one and nothing? Then at some inner level, we feel a sort of repulsion to the thing, no matter how innocuous it looks at first.
This last two points were, I think, the deep realizations underlying my reaction to seeing that everything was a manifested idea that to my eyes, looked like a bubble crudely injecting itself into my reality, for good or ill. All objects in my house looked this way, as bubbles pushing their way into a field of manifestation.
Now if that wasn’t bad enough, while still in this sensitive state I turned my attention to my body. Oh god…what can I say. I even saw myself in the same manner. I myself was a bubble injecting its effect into a space of manifestation, for good or ill. Everything about my body was a sort of internal seed quality that was “pushing out” into the matrix field, sending forth its own external messages for good or ill.
And then being a man, the inevitable happened…
Want a good laugh? Or a horrifying thought (if you are a militant feminist) Imagine you are a man experiencing this level of realization, marveling at the strangeness of the pushing-out quality of your own body…and you then have random erection! Try to sleep tonight thinking about that.
If you are a man and want to know what that experience is like, I suggest you meditate deeply as well (certain entheogens would certainly have the same effect), until this level of spiritual realization dawns upon you…then you will wonder no longer.
And if you are a woman having this level of realization while simultaneously aroused, take a look at your heaving breasts, and wonder no longer, for in the world of Spiritual Paradox, there is no difference between a man’s erect phallus and a woman’s bosom heaving with passion. The message is the same.
The human body is at once beautiful and horrifying.
