Without a brain you are dead?

[melanie]

Beautiful ..

Drifter this image is perfect.

Water the natural mirror of creation, she certainly adores herself, mirrors everywhere.

The earth is covered 95% water, .. Cos after all she's a big girl

Thanks for the picture.

Love.

[Drifter]

Ahh, your always welcome love.

Did you notice how "I finally caught myself" in the previous one? lol

Beautiful ..

Drifter this image is perfect.

Water the natural mirror of creation, she certainly adores herself, mirrors everywhere.

The earth is covered 95% water, .. Cos after all she's a big girl

Thanks for the picture.

Love.

[melanie]

Ahh, your always welcome love.

Did you notice how "I finally caught myself" in the previous one? lol

Yes i see that .. Wink!

hmm! i see what you are king-fisher indeed a king a king indeed

[mkirkpatrick]

Thanks Melanıe.Drıfter.and Pat for keepıng thıs thread tıckıng over wıll be back postıng here real soon.


regards mıchael

[JAK]

Perhaps this is the appropriate place to encourage everyone to attend the "Mike the Headless Chicken" festival in Fruita, Colorado, on May 16th and 17th. (See http://www.miketheheadlesschicken.org/)

[mkirkpatrick]

We need to consider and thınk on the idea that consciousness expresses itself wıthout
the need of any brain.consciousness ıs a unıversal constant and ıs both relative and absolute sımultaneously.Our physıcal braın ıs but a bıologıcal computer that ıs used by the
mınd whıle the unıt ıs wıthın a temporal field.




regards michael.

[melanie]

We need to consider and thınk on the idea that consciousness expresses itself wıthout
the need of any brain.consciousness ıs a unıversal constant and ıs both relative and absolute sımultaneously.Our physıcal braın ıs but a bıologıcal computer that ıs used by the
mınd whıle the unıt ıs wıthın a temporal field.




regards michael.

The universe is One whole humming and vibrating symphony orchestra.

Playing it's song of Love.

The brain is the antenna picking up the conceived data .. one without a second.

Just as the music is not in the radio ..... the radio picks up the music via it's antenna.

We are the experiencing of this Song. IT sings AS creation manifest.

The eye is the instrument that sees .. IT's reflection.

We reflect THAT ..... We are the Impressions IN Consciousness.

melanie.

[Drifter]

Consciousness uses the vehicle closest at hand, for expression, e.g. conservation of energy.

The brain thinks and contemplates, thats all it was designed for.

The "universal portion" of Consciousness can be utilized by relative consciousness as they are inseparable. The temporal field is the "screen" which displays, biological and hard wired.

The database or Indra's net is like the "Ether Net" which, when accessed can be Omnipotent, Omnipresent, Omniscience.

Without a monitor, you got nothing.

We need to consider and thınk on the idea that consciousness expresses itself wıthout
the need of any brain.consciousness ıs a unıversal constant and ıs both relative and absolute sımultaneously.Our physıcal braın ıs but a bıologıcal computer that ıs used by the
mınd whıle the unıt ıs wıthın a temporal field.




regards michael.

[melanie]

=Drifter;52340]Consciousness uses the vehicle closest at hand, for expression, e.g. conservation of energy.



The database or Indra's net is like the "Ether Net" which can be accessed with Omnipotent, Omnipresent, Omniscience.

Without a monitor, you got nothing.

Neti Neti

Net i
Net i

[Drifter]

What most creatures [humans especially, are no different]do no realize is that they are not the image or the reflection in the mirror. The Primal, and it is "a persistent one", illusion. Neti Neti

Neti Neti

Net i
Net i

Beautiful ..Can You Say "DETACHMENT"?

It is the mis-identification and mis-placed "self" love that causes our grief. We must learn to Love our Detached "Higher Self" that is our everlasting beauty and sustenance, our "essential Self", our "Essence".

This "waking life" is a pretty present with a lovely bow/now but the gift . . . . is inside the box . . .

"Happy-ing-ness"

May you find it now . . .