the true man show

Truman Burbank: Was anything real?
Christof: You were real. That's what made you so good to watch...

I found it rather amazing how the humans on the ship in recent film, Wall-E didn't get discombobulated, mutiny and insist their ship was home. Once out of 'Autopilot,' even the Axiom's captain yearned to retire his carefree post and go "home." Surely someone would have resisted going back to Earth because at that point -- 700 years away from the planet -- it was all pretty foreign to them as their parents and their parents' parents were born and bred on that good ship Axiom. Perhaps it'd all be different if 700,000 or 70,000,000 years had elapsed. Perhaps they'd have too much invested in the ship.

Axiom: "A self-evident and necessary truth; a proposition which it is necessary to take for granted; a proposition whose truth is so evident that no reasoning or demonstration can make it plainer." - en.wiktionary.org/wiki/axiom

Axiom: "An axiom is a statement which is assumed to be true, and is used as a basis for developing a system." - ddi.cs.uni-potsdam.de/Lehre/TuringLectures/MathNotions.htm

I was lured into believing Home was on yet another dimension/density - which would be like taking an elevator to the next deck of a vast ship - but nope, that's not Home. That's still part of the The Matrix.

Like a conch shell that still echoes the ocean far from Home, sometimes I feel echoes of a 'place' I know without war, disease, decay, death, or grinding down. A 'place' without food chains or chains. A 'place' of continual creative expression of beauty, and love in boundless bounty. Before Time, it was and is.

I've come upon the truth at least half-dozen times since 2003 (a pivotal year), and yet each time I unwittingly turn away because I'm very in the minority.

Being true to your true self and its expression, is probably most consistent theme of this blog. And it will continue to be the focus. But I must make a huge apology...

I fell for the immaculate deception. I'm truly sorry for anyone that I've misled. Like Truman, I'm not exactly surrounded by people that have my best interests at heart, nor are they here helping us to get to the bottom of what's up. Truman didn't have an inkling where his search would eventually lead him, nor that he had been a pawn -- he merely became alert that things were highly strange.

"At the end of the show the hypnotist told his subjects, "Awake."

Something unusual happened.

One of the subjects awoke all the way. This has never happened before. His name is George Nada and he blinked out at the sea of faces in the theatre, at first unaware of anything out of the ordinary. Then he noticed, spotted here and there in the crowd, the nonhuman faces, the faces of the Fascinators. They had been there all along, of course, but only George was really awake, so only George recognized them for what they were. He understood everything in a flash, including the fact that if he were to give any outward sign, the Fascinators would instantly command him to return to his former state, and he would obey." - opening lines to short story, "Eight O'Clock in the Morning", by Ray Nelson

I came close to deleting each and every post on this blog as I don't want to reinforce false memes - yet, I believe my essence shines through even the corrupted ideas and concepts. And maybe that speaks clearest anyhow.

Beauty, liberation, inspiration, truth is it for me - and what I want this blog to be about. Yet I cannot feed that to you, your spirit wells and wills inside of you - you have only to allow its voice.

In The Truman Show, Sylvia tells Truman his life isn't what it appears to be, and leaves it at that. At that point it's up to Truman: Should I ignore this silly remark? That remark resonated with something deep within him that had already sensed that not all was right with the world. You've had Sylvias in your life. If not, I'm your Sylvia.

"I know this steak doesn't exist. I know that when I put it in my mouth, the Matrix is telling my brain that it is juicy and delicious. After nine years, you know what I realize? Ignorance is bliss." - Cypher, The Matrix

The Fascinators fascinate. The will always tell you ignorance is bliss and bliss is ignorance.

I'm going to suggest a one-week media fast for starters (The Artist's Way, by Julia Cameron suggests a one-week media fast for a creative boost) to get us back in touch within to our essence, our selves without any externalities. We'll start this Saturday (or Sunday for those that get postings via email), in case you think you'll be bored, a few innate-alternate activities will be suggested through the week.

p.s. I've been in the desert Southwest this summer clearing out the other voices, getting back to my own self. There'll be no external photos, paintings, symbols until after the media fast. Clarity first.

Comments

[Nick]

"your spirit wells and wills inside of you - you have only to allow its voice"... ahhh, so true! You know, the light of innocence shines right through this post. Thanks Evelyn.

I too have gone back to 'the wilderness' for a little while. It sure does you good.

[arkieology]

True is also a verb. Human artifacts need to be trued by human effort but the great wheels and spirals of nature true themselves. Ballet dancers true themselves around an axis in a perfect pirouette. Don't forget to spot.

[Evelyn Rodriguez]

Nick, So good to hear your voice here. When I said that 2003 was a pivotal year, it was the year I read A Course in Miracles cover to cover in a week. You know, I've only mentioned I'm an ACIM student on YOUR blog - never my own. So that's why I'm writing this comment.

Besides the film, The Matrix, up to that point, nothing had rocked my tidy perception of the world, and my identity that much. I've been off and again student throughout the years, but haven't touched it in 18 months. After a couple of days driving out west this June, I stopped in a Tucson cafe, opened a weekly newspaper and saw the local A Course in Miracles study group was meeting within a mile that evening (just 2 hour wait), and I went. And I think that was a homecoming of sorts of the re-realization: "Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists."

Ark, I just read today a quote in "The Artist's Way" by Mary Daly: Why indeed must 'God' be a noun? Why not a verb? ....the most active and dynamic of all?" These days I'm content with just "God is" period. At this time I'm proposing to purge and flush at all concepts, preconceptions, perceptions - of what God is, what true is, what truth is, what human is, what/who you are. What remains, if anything, will be essence. That is the proposal. Quite coincidentally ;), The Matrix was on TV last night. I haven't seen it since original release, maybe 10 years? Nouns and verbs galore going on when they were plugged into The Matrix, and yet they - the 'real' they - weren't really shooting, running, jumping, karate chopping - or were they? Don't want to go into philosophy really, just see for ourselves. And I propose doing some of that by not believing everything we think feel or see through our senses. 1st start with withdrawing from media, mediums that inform, interpret for us and rather, connecting within.

[arkieology]

Querida Evelyn,

My best wishes for your fast and your continuing quest. I just wanted to thank you for your mentioning of Peter Kingsley and his great works on reality and wisdom. Our thinking, being, and doing all mix in our consciousness and leave questions of true and real hidden behind veils, but veils were made to be pulled aside. I think Kingsley's recovering of the notion of incubation as practiced by the Pythagoreans to be of great import in parting the veils that confound us.

Again, thanks for the tip, Kingsley is amazing. I've read Kingsley and Philip K. Dick for the last three months and I am now in very tenuous relationship with my olde notion of reality. I see this as a very healthy development.

Que le vaya bien.

Arkieology