This Is Not What It Purports To Be

In occult kindergarten, we went places in our minds. We did things there. It was like we were really there, but we weren't. "There" was not what it purported to be. It was imagination. Feel the sand on your feet, feel the soft breeze, smell the fragrance of the beach. Swim down to the bottom of the lagoon, see the giant oyster and its large, beautiful pearl. Step down the steps to your workshop. Count each step you take: 1, 2, 3, 4, ...10. See the door. Take hold of the handle, turn it and open the door, step into your workshop. We seemed to really be there. The things seemed to be real. But they were not. It was not what it purported to be. It was imagination.

In a trance, I saw a man formed from mud. The mud became bone and flesh, sinew. Organs and blood vessels formed. It became covered with skin and hair. It was lifeless, but then life was given to it. It breathed and looked around. "This is earth," it thought. I heard its thoughts, looked through its eyes, and became its mind. It became my ride of rebellion. Ignorance. Independence. But it was not what It purported to be. It was imagination.

I now am such a man. I am not just this man you see. You are not just you, either. We are not what we appear to be. Life is not what it purports to be. We are all this world which is from us, but it is not what it purports to be, either. It is illustrative illusion. We use this illusion to un, to manifest the Ineffable's ignorance in order to get rid of the Ineffable's ignorance. To un. That is our mission and the Ineffable's work. The life we are living is facilitative to the power we really are, for we are the Ineffable. As a power, we cannot be as limited as we need to be without the illusion. The illusion allows us to un. To un the Ineffable's ignorance. As long as we think we are separate, independent, responsive to another, we are ignorant. The essence of the Ineffable's ignorance. The Ineffable's imagination's ignorance.

I do not mean the Ineffable is stupid. It isn't developed. It still has more to go. Part of the Source's Manifestation is not up to snuff. It isn't manifesting the Source's nature. The ineffable Ineffable has a conscience/is conscious. What that conscience does, we, the imagination of that conscience, are to do. We haven't hit it. I think it's that we think we are something. Distinction and difference are independence, rebellion. From this we have to un.

If repentance, surrender, and submission to God were the most important things in salvation (they being confession), we only just BEGAN them at our conversion. We have to find and perfect our being the Ineffable - without distinction and difference - in our experience. THAT, the field, is what is.