Parenting...

Learning things is always a joy. There is another joy that comes from accumulating knowledge. This pleasure explodes out of connected dots and the picture you now see as whole. Triteness aside, this is the reveal moment in the film. This is when you realize that Bruce Willis is dead in The Sixth Sense. This is that feeling of WOW when you finally understand The Matrix. Here's a picture of Parents.

My Mother did a fantastic job. (pause for Mom to collect herself)

Here's what I mean. Something inside me at a young age, adults call it curiosity, drove me to learn things on my own. I was not overtly adventurous, but would try things, especially when I was told not to. Yes, this is the most common characteristic of every child. All the parents are in agreement, their kids are little explorers too. If you think about kids, you think about uncensored desire to explore your world. You think about the joy of discovery, your first swim, your first ice cream, your first whatever. You remember happy, do you not?

Well, I was no different then. I was just like every other kid that comes here, hungry for knowledge and thirsty for discovery. So when I say that my Mom did a fantastic job, I am reveling in her allowance of freedom. My freedom. She recognized, without instruction, that a child will only learn through experience. Sometimes she did this out of blissful, childlike impulse and sometimes she was just distracted. Either way, I was the type of kid that needed to learn on his own. Not alone, but through experience.

I was rarely good at taking someone's word for something. If the concept seemed illogical or too unbelievable, I would save my opinion until I had more information with which to analyze. This attitude was fostered by my Mother because she was on a journey of learning for herself as well. She was watching and learning how to be a mother. She learned early on that sacrifice would be made if her children could benefit. Even if the benefit would not be seen for years to come. She also learned that to block the path of the locomotive, that all children are from birth, would not be tolerated. Even if that person blocking was their Dad. Thanks Mom for the freedom to explore on my own, I am much wiser and stronger today because of it.

Now, please know that I am not judging my Father negatively. I am merely expressing some opinions, long overdue opinions. My Father was just as brilliant a Man as a Dad should be. He provided for us and gave up his person for us to be successful in life. Along this journey of his, he learned many things about life, people, family, suffering, and protection. He saw all, and believe me when I say ALL, the worldly pitfalls that awaited his first born son. This changed him to protect mode. Completely understandable and even expected.

So I have a gigantic thanks for my Dad, who had sense enough to at least keep us alive, out of jail, and fighting long enough to realize just how much he had helped us. We can now appreciate the sacrifices and sometimes overly protective attitudes. I can appreciate this. After all, my Dad is on a journey of learning just like me...and you.

My Dad gave us real world knowledge and we just didn't quite grasp that when we were young. You see, we wanted to be free to learn, especially me. I was never going to take his word as complete truth and I think this threatened him. At least to the extent that he had already lived some of the things we going through. The problem was, I could not accept "his" experience as enough for me to know something. I needed to experience them for myself and then I could either agree with my Father or not. After all, this is an individual journey with experiences only the individual can comprehend.

With all this growing inside my head, I have begun to notice that certain people are at much different places on the journey of self enlightenment. These people may be much older physically, but they are still a child in their soul. My parents may be older than me, but they truly are not. Ask either one if they believe that I was born an old man. I already know their answer.

So thanks to my parents. They offered a unique balance of freedom and discipline. Balance. Thank you. Knowing you in this way, seeing you like this, helps me understand love as a factor of knowledge. It helps me to see your souls and that is where the light resides.

Please give kids a chance. They are only as smart as their parents allow them to be.

Ciao from the coconut...

metaphor...

...a figure of speech in which one thing is spoken of as if it were another.

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Choices...

Be advised that everyone has made their choices. Whether they are aware of those choices is not the issue. You have all chosen every aspect of your life, whether through wise decision making or by relinquishing your choices to others. If you are suffering, you have chosen to do so. Otherwise, you would choose to learn remedies for your suffering and eliminate them. They serve no purpose other than suffering. It is truly that easy.

Following the "safe" route will lead you to the slaughter house. If you end up there, smile because you have chosen this fate. Breaking off from the herd can provide some much needed enlightenment. It is hard to do though. Outside the protection of the masses, vulnerability becomes obvious and threats become real. The knowledge of the road ahead causes great mental anguish, until... Until you have that moment when...

There is a moment in the journey when everything becomes clear. The mind finally grasps the concepts and realizes that all is not lost because all is just lessons. No one is truly going to "die", ever. Some may suffer, but they will learn from this and hopefully next time through they will enjoy lessons with much less pain. This is their choice, always your choice.

So, as things begin to unfold, please do not allow fear to blind you to the truth. If only you could all know and all believe that death is a myth, perpetrated to keep fear at a maximum. Of course, this fear of death also encourages learning. As you can see, the balance of dark and light, bad and good, is the only similar thread woven into our existence. Everything is bad and good at the same time. Destruction leads to creation and creation eventually leads to destruction. The yin yang of our three dimensional reality. Once you see this, you will be set free. You will no longer see evil or miraculous events. You will only see that which truly is.

Ponder this... for it will be a helpful concept in the near future. Acceptance of this one truth will allow your mind to see all, rather than just that which the wizard wants you to see.

ciao from the coconut...

Surfing Advice...

I would like to share some advice given to me when I was about 11 years old. It was a warm and sunny morning on the sands of Huntington Beach. I was a junior lifeguard and my instructor was explaining the surfline, how to get through it safely, and what to do once you got out in the lineup. It was pretty frightening at that young age, but we got over that groundless fear quickly. One wave ridden successfully generated enough excitement to drive me for the rest of my life.

The most important part of the instruction occurred out in the lineup. The day was glassy and the sets were consistent southern hemi. My instructor watched me turn to paddle for the first wave in the set. He grabbed me and stopped me from going, for good reason. As we glided over the first set wave, I saw WHY we were waiting and paddling frantically. You see, the set of waves was 10 deep. There were 9 waves, each one bigger, all bearing down on us. We paddled over wave after wave until finally dropping in on number 6 or 7.

As we returned to the lineup we were pounded by the next 3 waves. We did make it back out and were thrilled to see the next set come through. As we sat and watched, my instructor pointed out that the guy who caught the first wave was still paddling back out. He had a good ride, but he got hammered by 9 consecutive waves. He was exhausted by the time he returned to the lineup and that was when the next set was pouring in.

We continued this session for a few hours and always waited for the last few waves of the set. This made it that much easier to enjoy ourselves and not be worn out by the big waves and long paddles. So what can this teach us about the present day?

Well, Katrina was the first wave of the set. Crowded wave too... I am sitting outside waiting for the wave that is coming to me. I am saving myself for all the waves that are going to pound everyone else, stuck on the inside after jumping the first wave that came along.

My advice is to not wear yourself out on the very first ride of the session. It is a consistent day and the sets will continue to pour through. So save some energy for the next few Katrinastrophes to come. There will be more and they will grow in size as each consecutive one pounds ashore. There is no stopping their progress so try and enjoy the ride. As for me, I have a great vantage point and I am waiting for the big one.

Oak Tree

Let's discuss the oak tree. I have found this to be a wonderful example of existence. A painting with words, produced for the minds eye.

At the beginning we can think of our soul as a seed. The seed has ingrained genetic memories that drive the production of roots and sprout, if the appropriate environmental conditions exist. Once this process begins, we can begin our metaphorical journey.

As the genetic memories of atomic structure and energy conversion drive the seed to grow it's roots and sprout, life emerges. The sprout struggles to break the hold of the earth and the darkness into which it was born. As it does this, it steadily ventures deeper into the darkness with precision and desire. The path of the root is one of darkness, searching for a foundation for the seedling's climb toward the light of the sun. These tentacles radiate out in an ever expanding half sphere, searching vigilantly for more support, more nourishment, and more understanding.

When the sprout finally breaks free of the dirt, the definition of the tree begins to form. We can see the infant branches twisting upward and the gentle stalk taking shape. The stalk is where we will focus, for this is our conscious soul. The trunk of the tree is the memory keeper, the energy conduit between the light and the dark. It exists simultaneously in light and darkness. This is where we reside as our conscious selves. In other words, you are the trunk and you are where you are right now because you are still growing.

Now, remembering that our conscious soul is the trunk, let's add some eyes to the midpoint of the trunk and assume they rotate 360 degrees. As a baby tree our view of the world would limited to the constraints of three dimensional existence. We could only see so far in any direction and therefore would not know of that which existed outside of this viewpoint. We would create memories of our existence in the form of tree rings, building them out from the inside. We would not see our roots, for they are hidden in the darkness. We would have a perception of something strong enabling us to remain a tree on the earth, but may not "know" that they are roots, constantly growing into the darkness the further toward the light we reach. Yet they still exist and serve a magnificent function. A tree cannot exist without it's roots, plumbing into the depths of the unknown below.

While all of this is going on underground, out of sight, the trunk and branches are making their move toward the heavens. The branches reach and reach in a mirror of the roots below. All of this growth occurs while we, the trunk, steadily increase our field of view and our memory. Soon we cannot see the branches in the sky, yet we still have the perception of them. There must be something up there sending down all this sustenance, as it is also coming from below.

As the tree matures and it's understanding improves, branches begin to grow down toward the earth as root occasionally pierces soil into the light. The forming of the sphere of light and dark is progressing. Foundations into the dark realm where knowledge is the nourishment while the trunk strives toward the light with it's arms and fingers. The field of view expanded exponentially as our soul begins to comprehend the diversity of existence all around it. We are the expanding and adapting tree trunk of this great oak.

As the tides of season force yearly death and rebirth, we as the tree experience many lifetimes. Each spring being reborn from death. Thus is the cycle of our soul's existence. We will always be the tree as we will die and are reborn many times along our journey into the light. And just as the tree does not fear winter, but sheds it's armor in triumph, so must we understand that in order to progress we must be willing to shed our armor's. We must be willing to accept our destined physical death as proudly as the tree, with complete understanding that this death equates to a new existence as a much larger entity.

The key point is that without the roots plumbing into the darkness, away from the path of light, there could be no trunk and branch to strive for the light. You must have a foundation of darkness in order to progress on your spiritual journey upwards. You must embrace the dark side of your soul as you would the light side. You must see the benefits of the darkness and the unseen. You must revel in the dirt to appreciate being clean. You must exist in hell to even contemplate a heaven.

Just as the yin yang swirls constantly, so does our adventure of growth and expansion. If you picture carefully the yin yang symbol, you will notice it resembles our metaphorical oak tree, as a balance of dark and light. Learning is why we are here.

ciao from the coconut....

That Sums it up Perfectly...

when considering me
dare i wonder aloud
what about history
and the time in a cloud

My past is of the roots
connections front to back
into veins and shoots
and support for my track

my future is leaf lined
with branches extending
so far up eyes are blind
to the magic they're rending

sides i consist of two
parts raised in dichotomy
developing life anew
in searching for identity

branches down to roots growing
connected into symphony
my current place is knowing
i'm the trunk of this here tree

Blueprints...

I understand that life is difficult at times and easy at times. I have lived enough in this body to know of pleasure and pain. I can interpret pain to the degrees of which it is made and do the same for pleasure. I know, for example, that speeding on the freeway has fewer consequences than firing a gun into a crowd. This is what I mean by degrees.

Some things are obviously more pain causing or pleasure creating than others of the same description. You may feel the pain of torn muscular tissue after lifting weights. This pain is almost a pleasure because your mind realizes that the result of the healing is a stronger, more pleasurable muscle. Hence, you enjoy a pain because of the reward of pleasure. You possess strong muscles, which can get you many things if you take time to ponder the benefits. Protection of this delivery of pleasure is demonstrated by the continual weight lifting...The continual creation of pain so that pleasure may follow.

When you feel hungry for food, you are experiencing a pain that your mind knows can be turned into pleasure if you eat. So, you eat and fill your body with pleasure, reinforcing the connection between the pain of hunger and the pleasure of satiation. One can be very protective of food and drink. In some cases, all morality may be removed in the acquisition of food and drink. This is a possessive action.

When you desire sex, you are sensing a pain that the mind is taught to release in exchange for pleasure. When you release the pain you are achieving a pleasure and are doing so by releasing your pain into or onto a partner. You cannot deny the pun, so I recognize and rejoice in it. You are using another human to nullify a pain and replace it with a pleasure. This is where we find the possession that characterizes our societal structures across the globe. This original possessive attachment is the basis for all family structure, thus teaching the benefits of possession to the offspring. The child is taught that love equates to protection of possessions. Whether they be family members, a car, a house, a girlfriend, or a pet.

Protection is the next logical step in the ego driven brain of most people. The giver of pleasure must be protected from any outside interference so as to keep the pleasure source for oneself. This happens in every way ever talked about. Even the happiest of relationships are laced with "give and take" in order to remain stable. The word choice speaks for itself..."give and take". Regardless of how you choose to define those two words, someone is giving and taking. Therefore, protection of the outlet for these gives and takes is of much importance. One must protect a possession of this importance from those who would try to take it away...even in the case of death.

The family is a derivative of this sexually based pleasure protection. We are driven to protect the offspring of such a vital pleasure source because they, the children, have become the new possession. They are now the source of the pleasure and therefore must be protected at all cost. The loss of such a possession becomes the most terrifying prospect and the protector becomes that much more blind and determined. Hmmm... Blind determination. That sounds oxymoronic and futile. The protection of this possession is most evident in death.

When someone dies, especially a relative, we stand in the face of God and denounce his creation because our source of pleasure is removed from us. We gather all of our childlike understandings and begin to spout blame and cause and loss and suffering. Please understand that YOU are feeling these things because you are the one who placed so much importance in something so fleeting. YOU are the one suffering because you have lost something that never belonged to you. YOU are the individual feeling this anger, sadness, pity, empathy, and remorse. YOU are the one begging for just one more "fix" of the drug that was so violently ripped from your protective grasp. YOU!!! You are demanding this removal be changed in the name of GOD. Would you really demand that God change?

The dead guy is experiencing ecstasy unknown to living man, looking back and cheering at the brilliance of the escape, and rejoicing with all the others that have escaped. Those left alive are the ones suffering because they feel cheated. They have been stolen from and the criminal is invisible, never to be found. The ones left alive are the ones in pain because the addiction to the drug of that person has been left in full force, while the drug has been removed from physical existence. Withdrawal symptoms are the same whether a drug or death. This is due to "POSSESSION"!!

I am trying to make a point about love and death by describing the simple truths we fail to recognize. We over analyze something so simple and end up lost in confusion. The ONLY reason you feel LOSS is because you originally felt "OWNERSHIP". The cliche holds true...How can you lose that which you never had? Think about it.

So the lessons begin with death. This is the most pervasive underlying subject of the material I am going to try to communicate. It is a wonderful foundation step and will be explored to great extent. Death is not the end!!

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I am trying to help you understand that everything we "feel" is laced with possession. This includes love. Until your mind can understand the difference between possession and love, you will remain addicted and will be unable to progress.

Bridges

We can imagine a myriad of different symbolistic meanings for the bridge. Insert your own here___________.

Now focus on the following:

Sometimes you must burn a bridge in order to erect a new one. Whether it be stronger or more ornate or simply has more connections, the bridge that replaces the burned structure is purposefully built with all knowledge from it's original construction and all knowledge acquired since. Thus, the weaker connection is strengthened though a process of creation, destruction, and learning. We learn lessons from the destruction and apply them to the new project. Well, it is time to rebuild some of my bridges and the project requires space. So here go a few a fires...

The love I feel for my family, all of you, is a combination of scientific and ethereal beliefs that make up the core of my soul. This is not a 35 year relationship we have...it is eternal. You simply cannot see that truth or you choose to deny it. I do not require anything resembling the possessive love that is demonstrated by some of my family members. You hopefully can accept this and try to learn.

My mother will read this, as she does all things I write, and only hear the voice of the son that she so misses. She will hear nothing of the true content and only search for the pleasure of her own success. I am not your life nor am I the reason for you to feel success. You need to find the reasons to be happy inside yourself...as I have repeatedly asked of you.

I am alone for good reason. The love that is "given" to me comes with a price tag. In return for this "love/possession", I am expected to repay you with my presence. Wrong concept. If you love me than leave me alone. Until you finally learn...until you can read and understand the things I am trying to communicate. We are here as individuals to learn the lessons we need in order to progress. This intermixing of true love and simple possession must be overcome. I am lucky that I make such good company for myself and I am hoping that those in my family who are reading this will finally begin to see. If not, things could be very disturbing in the coming years, when in truth, they actually can be quite the opposite. You guys know that I am not kidding.

I pray everyday that at least some of you will wake up. I cannot choose for you, just like you cannot choose for me. I just pray that you will choose to listen and not just hear what you've been "programmed" to hear.

Otherwise, family reunion is scheduled for after death.

Ciao from the coconut...

me

i can run like the horse
i can fly like the raven
i can swim like the dolphin
i can hunt like the wolf
i can protect like the lion
i can remember like the elephant...

i can create like the bee
i can participate like the ant
i can morph like the moth
i can eat waste like the fly
i can sting like the scorpion
i can spin webs like the spider...

i can sprout roots like the tree
i can grow blooms like the rose
i can make seeds like the apple
i can be sweet like the peach
i can be ugly like the weed
i can be sour like the lemon...

i can be stationary like the rock
i can be flowing like the water
i can be cold like the ice
i can be explosive like the fire
i can be invisible like the air
i can be kind like the sun...

i can be small like the atom
i can be elusive like the tachyon
i can be bright like the photon
i can be energizing like the electron
i can be mediator like the neutron
i can be uplifting like the proton...

i can be all of these things
as i become the true me
that screams for attention
from the powers that be
and i can only imagine
the true wonders i'll see
as time turns and springs...

Nothing to see here...

Ever had a dream that seemed so much like a dream that you actually awake yourself from the dream completely aware of everything that had transpired in the dream?

In other words, have you ever had a "vision" dream in which you are shown things you will never forget? I believe we have all experienced at least a few of these dreams. Dreams that are like movies we've seen a 100 times. You know all the lines and every scene. You remember the music from the film and all the moments that rang true. Ever have one of those dreams?

I have these types of dreams regularly. Just about every few days and sometimes for days in a row. Even during short naps in the afternoon, I have vivid dreams. I have recently shared one of these dreams with a few members of my family and everyone else who was listening. You who know...know what I mean. Now is not the time to explain this further.

Anyway, I have been reviewing this dream in particular because the subject matter was timely and highly accurate. A conundrum to say the least. Well, it has become clear to me, based on this experience and the experiences of today, that I am on the right path.

If a time comes when we are asked to relinquish our free will in order that we survive, we surely must deny the requester this pleasure. We will not be given anything of value from those that wish to control us. We can only evolve by fighting for our free will. We can only evolve by learning that we are prisoners on death row, slated for execution. The governor will not be calling. Help will be given to those who help themselves. This is the way of the universe...our school.

I have found that the most frightening thing in life is death. It is the ultimate "losing" of everything you value. In fact, we are taught that the absolute worst thing in life is death. We do everything in our power, everyday, to ensure that we do not die. We pray to God for this and we are grateful when we find ourselves alive after sleep. We eat and breathe so we do not die. We reproduce so that when we eventually do die, we can have a legacy of ourselves to live on after death. Death is inevitable, yes, but not the end.

Ask yourself if you are truly sad that someone you know is dead? Or are you being selfish in having lost something important to "your" happiness. The death of another has nothing to do with us. It is a purely individual experience, just like your life has been for you. Why would it be any different??? Death is for the individual and the one emotion we should be feeling is jealousy. We should be jealous of the gift they have received. This is a very dramatic and diametrical argument, yet it is necessary.

Look in the mirror and tell yourself that you miss the dead relative, child, or friend. Then be honest with the face in the mirror. Do you not feel the tingle of "possession" and "ownership" throughout all your emotions surrounding this death? If you do, try to turn them off. Begin to see how you have been manipulated into responding emotionally to the loss of one of your possessions. Just try to look...you will find what you are looking for. If, however, you cannot feel the possessive tendencies surrounding death and mourning, you will find this concept absurd and possibly inflammatory. That is your choice, for you will always find what you are "looking" for!

So, if death is truly the greatest obstacle, how do you threaten someone who has crossed the line and returned? Returned with a realization...death is not the end.

(Think of it like taking a summer break from school. If you have finished all your lessons and learned what you needed to, you can leave on vacation and progress to the next level of school. Otherwise you may have to return to the same school to finish learning all that is necessary to move forward. Regardless of the specific outcome, you return from vacation no matter what. And since death is this vacation from school, if you die, you are going on vacation. School is by no means cancelled nor are you finished. You "WILL" be back to learn. Sound familiar?? We live this mirrored existence everyday. The true lesson is the knowledge of the formula...not the outcomes.)

So, how do you threaten death upon someone that sees the truth? You do not! One simply cannot be threatened anymore. The definition of the word "threatened" does not allow for it. And due to this wonderful knowledge, I no longer accept the common definition of death. I may still be a prisoner, but I can leave anytime I choose. These are the "ruby slippers". The choice to remain has definite advantages in the infinite cycle of learning, so I choose to remain and learn. The time will come when I will have learned enough here and then I will gladly click my heels and say, "there's no place like home..."!!

ciao from the coconut...

Gray Matters Most...

Did it ever occur to anyone that we have a ton of brain left over not being utilized? The rumor is we only use 10% of our gray matter. Now, all science aside, what is the rest for?

What if our brains contained 90% more information than we were aware existed? What if this was the great repository of knowledge? All knowledge past, present, and future. What if we just had to look inside our own minds for the information we needed? Sort of like a giant hard drive, pre-loaded with programs, software, and information, that we cannot access until we learn how.

If this is the case, we simply have to teach ourselves to hack into that information storage and begin to bring that ancient knowledge to the frontal cortex for processing. This is our escape plan!

Exercise your brain, it's your greatest weapon.

http://www.cassiopaea.org/cass/waveindex.htm