Zero Point

Bypassing Clutter (An Essay)

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Bypassing does exist.

If there’s clutter.

But when there isn’t, it’s energetically impossible to carry the weight of the past or of a particular experience from one moment to the next.

There’s nothing for it to attach itself to.

No stories to make it mean something.

No addiction to pain and suffering.

No delusion of being a victim.

No need to run and hide.

Clutter simply cannot exist in the void.

There’s no accumulation.

The channel is clean.

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Existing Freely (An Essay)

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I used to think self mastery meant to be void of feeling.

To exist as a robot in the flesh.

But it is to feel even more deeply, even more purely, than ever before.

It is to feel things that most wouldn’t feel under similar circumstances.

Which is why you appear so strange.

Instead of crumbling,

instead of anger,

instead of fear,

you feel calm.

Nothing can hurt you.

Lessen you.

Scare you.

At all.

Because you know that nothing is bigger than you, and therefore, nothing has the power to truly affect you.

Not just because you’re a god in the flesh, but because you can see clearly now, allowing you to pierce each illusion.

And the more self mastered you become, through the perpetual dismissal of, and the seeing through, all that’s false,

the clearer your vision becomes.

The cleaner your channel becomes.

And what remains is pure, potent energy.

Existing freely.

Just like YOU.

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No Requirements (An Essay)

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It doesn’t matter who stays.

It doesn’t matter who goes.

But when you make something or someone matter,

when you turn it or them into a requirement for your well-being - for your anything,

you create a chain from you to that which you’ve made matter so much.

But as you already know,

attachment isn’t love.

Requirement isn’t love.

Need isn’t love.

In fact,

the stronger the attachment to,

requirement from,

or need for

anything or anyone,

the less that love is present.

Pure love just IS.

With or without it,

with or without them,

all there is,

is love.

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Facebook Cocktail (An Essay)

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The difference between how you and I experience my Facebook page:

You: Scroll through one day of posts and can’t believe how much there is.

Me: Scrolls through one day of posts and can’t believe that was only yesterday because it feels like forever ago.

By the time I click post, I’ve already left the once-in-a-lifetime cocktail of energy that generated the post in the first place.

It no longer exists.

So then I’m in a new moment with a fresh, new vibe.

And so I post from that one, too.

You see back to back posts.

I experience a moment.

Then I move on to the next, unburdened by the last.

And here I am ‘again’ to you.

But for me, it’s all brand new.

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