Projections via GreatMiddleWay

Consciousness (mind and mentation) is “the stuff” what we mistake to be subject and object, me and mine, us and things. There is no substantial me, mine, us, things, but only internal representations in our experience.

When you see a movie, the actors and the scenery are not there in the theater. They are images on film, projected on a screen. These images look like various persons and things, but they are all “made” of the same stuff: light and shadow.

In the same way, our every experience is only in and of consciousness, taking the form of (transforming into) subject and object, self and beings, phenomena and their characteristics. Our experience is never extra-mental. It is always internal.

Source: Projections

“There’s a revolution.” ~Thich Nhat Hanh — Under The Blue Door

Art by Giulia

“THERE’S A REVOLUTION THAT NEEDS TO HAPPEN AND IT STARTS FROM INSIDE EACH ONE OF US. WE NEED TO WAKE UP AND FALL IN LOVE WITH EARTH. WE’VE BEEN HOMO SAPIENS FOR A LONG TIME. NOW IT’S TIME TO BECOME HOMO CONSCIOUS. OUR LOVE AND ADMIRATION FOR THE EARTH HAS THE POWER TO UNITE US AND REMOVE ALL BOUNDARIES, SEPARATION AND DISCRIMINATION. CENTURIES OF INDIVIDUALISM AND COMPETITION HAVE BROUGHT ABOUT TREMENDOUS DESTRUCTION AND ALIENATION. WE NEED TO RE-ESTABLISH TRUE COMMUNICATION–TRUE COMMUNION–WITH OURSELVES, WITH THE EARTH, AND WITH ONE ANOTHER AS CHILDREN OF THE SAME MOTHER. WE NEED MORE THAN NEW TECHNOLOGY TO PROTECT THE PLANET. WE NEED REAL COMMUNITY AND CO-OPERATION.” ~THICH NHAT HANH — UNDER THE BLUE DOOR

Streets tell tales. Nina Yin Poetry.

Tongue sharp as a sword/mighty switchblade ideology. Accordingly change/ Autumn leaves Socrates astrology autonomy.

Streets tell tales like warzones, torn homes,/ families with no hope instored most. I implore opening doors call me the host.

Pain, phame and egotism. Ace in the hole aim to kill / contradicting truth, it’s all fiction.

Smashing a Babylonian mold / sold back in many pieces, centuries to retrieve it. Eyes see demons no deceiving.

Chemical weaponry for my team, what I mean enlightening regime we dream Z’$ cream n peace.

Across water, borders, lawless / no control us behold us the lowest form of life is

all knowing…