Jun Tooj – What keeps you alive. Time does not forgive.

Two forces clash, that of time, lessening the entropy and dictating order, and that of energy and the soul, what is alive, life, that wishes to express and expand. You can’t quit, you can’t die, you must make your intentions come into life, with the time you are given, with time against you. You are alive if you are keeping this balancing act together, or you may have given in to one of the deaths. In my personal opinion, letting the fire within die and staying alive, giving up, letting go of your burning desires and settling in to just living without the fire, is being dead while keeping the body alive, it’s the worse kind of death.

Everything in source is mental, and as such it doesn’t quite make sense, it doesn’t quite fit into the equations of what is material. In the intent to materialize intent we realize that our burning desires are somewhat illogical and unrealistic, and seeing them born in this time requires us to ditch some of the nonsense attached to them. Today’s nawal will teach us through this trecena that we must always keep the balancing act, integrate water with fire, keep both elements present and interacting, even if this is explosively difficult.

Fire

First let’s look at what keeps us moving and relate this to the essence of Nawal Tooj. We have been taught by shadow education and science that biological life is what hosts consciousness and therefore in this one way arrow format it is the physical, the material what sustains the soul, the spirit, consciousness and the mind. But this arrow is not quite one way. Mystical teachings well teach us that it’s a two way road, where spirit, god, is what creates this material, physical, biological manifestation of life. Sequence is the primordial building block of code, one thing after another, and it creates the illusion of lineal time and quantitative matter, but it is an illusion, this line circles, spins, interconnects and weaves a complexity of creation and potential creation.

We are woven by the fabric of others and of the great intent of the universe and our great mother. Mother earth, father sun and mother moon are part of us, we are made of them and for them, just like the stardust and what cannot be seen nor measured. If you can’t connect to the purpose, if you don’t feel a burning desire to love, give, explore, expand, care and sustain this living cosmos, then you are a living dead. If you follow the order without ever breaking it, if you are comfortable with the way things are, if you think everything is perfect and there is no room for improvement, then you are dead, your soul has been successfully taken from you. Everything in this modern slave society is built around the quest to put out this fire. Saying it’s satanic is an understatement.

Being here is a strong sign that this fire is still burning within you. This fire is what gets you up in the morning and motivates you to be alive. Metaphysically it is true, spirit, light is what sparks you as a biological entity. Quit being misled by narcissistic new age spirituality. We are not here to enjoy the beauty of being alive, this is a side effect. What really moves you is accomplishing something, believing in something, having a connection to the fire, keeping it, being its representative. You are being told to do something unreal and crazy and you hide in the closet because you don’t want to say that god told you to do it. Don’t do that. This trecena, dare to go out and openly demonstrate that you believe in something, that it is your mission, that we all have a mission, a purpose, that is not just being alive and enjoying life.

Water

As you let this fire expand and grow, the smoke will reach the sky and soon it will rain on you. Build a temple to guard your fire, for water will be looking for ways to put it out. Those of us who are doing just that, we get told that we’re making a cult. We are stigmatized as believers, we are discarded as crazy, religious; our temples and the language to keep them are ceremonial frippery. Those who speak these words are bonded to taxes, to corporate interest, they attend the church of undesirable work or business every day. They are the keepers of the cult of a self-proclaimed freedom that is no more than the soulless fandom of consumerism. They are not water, they are the dark violent death wind that sweeps the land where no mountain or temple is there to shape the sky.

Water is time, the time that is flowing, ending. The limitations of this planet, where our fire and our temples cannot grow infinitely, must be and will be balanced and weathered down. Just like that we must also learn from this Nawal, that our belief and symbolic language will be shaped by the flowing reality of time. Our creative fire will be watered down by the passage of life. The burning flame of expansive love and boundless manifestation must be funneled through the narrow birth canal of what time can unfold. If you want to see something born, learn to make it little so it can fit within you and so that it can be birthed and then grow into what you envision and to what the fire of the sacred spells. We cannot stay forever playing the drum by the fire, there are kids that need to eat, plants that need watering, a life that needs tending. Just like that, these words cannot continue, as much fire as there is to still share, water, everyday tasks call on me and I must leave you to meditate with the little that I have for you lovingly shared.