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Citando a Julian Katari del 15/11/2024, 3:51 pm
Struggle
If we decolonize our souls, minds and bodies, we may get out of the dis-ease paradigm, but we will still encounter, health-wise, the struggle. Every creature does, life is not a given, it is the quest for well-being and the encounter of dual forces of contraction and expansion that, at points, takes us to extremes, demands adaptation and can cause suffering and pain. Deer most of the times becomes the mediator and healer that balances the elements, offers himself to cushion the forces and make it all so gentle and blissful. But he too, placed in a storm, in an underworld energy, will struggle.
It is an important part of life and of the process. With out it, growth would not occur. Remember this each time your body struggles with the time, with the situation, with the demands of life, even if you are being well oriented, health conscious and organized. Struggle will appear as it is part of the cycle, as taught by today. Orient your thoughts with this knowledge when your body struggles, and you will evolve stronger.
Struggle
If we decolonize our souls, minds and bodies, we may get out of the dis-ease paradigm, but we will still encounter, health-wise, the struggle. Every creature does, life is not a given, it is the quest for well-being and the encounter of dual forces of contraction and expansion that, at points, takes us to extremes, demands adaptation and can cause suffering and pain. Deer most of the times becomes the mediator and healer that balances the elements, offers himself to cushion the forces and make it all so gentle and blissful. But he too, placed in a storm, in an underworld energy, will struggle.
It is an important part of life and of the process. With out it, growth would not occur. Remember this each time your body struggles with the time, with the situation, with the demands of life, even if you are being well oriented, health conscious and organized. Struggle will appear as it is part of the cycle, as taught by today. Orient your thoughts with this knowledge when your body struggles, and you will evolve stronger.
Citando a Julian Katari del 02/08/2025, 2:56 pmEnd the myth
Walking grounded on the firmness of life, we might choose to stray outside of the fence and find the precipice of awakening. As you come close, the edge breaks off and you find yourself falling. Life, as we knew it, is lost, nothing is ever the same, even time looses meaning. Without time, falling takes forever. We are in the abyss of not having ground, not knowing where up and down is, nothing is real, everything is intense. If you cling to the cliff, you might survive and be back on firm land, only to find yourself beaten and having to climb back up to where you were. If this is done, hardly will you choose the precipice again. The other option is to continue falling, waiting for the bottom of the valley. But there is none, you just keep falling.
If you spend enough time on the fall, never clinging to the cliff again, you just might make sense of the world. It boils down to everything is a myth. Reality, matter, physics, life, the spirit, what is real, what isn't, that was all part of the corral we were in before, up on the land. Here in the fall, there is just mist, the mist of myth. Why did we fall off in the first place, why isn't there a valley bottom that will end the fall? All questions will remain unanswered, any answer given, is just a tree on the cliff that speeds through our sight as we fly by it.
The only firm thing here is the mist. We may ask questions, and get answers, but they are as firm as the fall and as real as the mist. And still I dare to ask and give myself answers, and here share them with you. All suffering on this world comes from the abuse of this understanding, that nothing is truly real, everything is a myth. And so we are fed the worse myths possible, and those must end. Ending them however, means reaching the bottom of the valley, ending the fall. If enough of us can come together on this, we might just make it happen. It will be painful, ending the fall, but we will be on firm ground again, in a world that again makes sense. Will that new ground by a myth too? probably, but surely a much better one.
End the myth
Walking grounded on the firmness of life, we might choose to stray outside of the fence and find the precipice of awakening. As you come close, the edge breaks off and you find yourself falling. Life, as we knew it, is lost, nothing is ever the same, even time looses meaning. Without time, falling takes forever. We are in the abyss of not having ground, not knowing where up and down is, nothing is real, everything is intense. If you cling to the cliff, you might survive and be back on firm land, only to find yourself beaten and having to climb back up to where you were. If this is done, hardly will you choose the precipice again. The other option is to continue falling, waiting for the bottom of the valley. But there is none, you just keep falling.
If you spend enough time on the fall, never clinging to the cliff again, you just might make sense of the world. It boils down to everything is a myth. Reality, matter, physics, life, the spirit, what is real, what isn't, that was all part of the corral we were in before, up on the land. Here in the fall, there is just mist, the mist of myth. Why did we fall off in the first place, why isn't there a valley bottom that will end the fall? All questions will remain unanswered, any answer given, is just a tree on the cliff that speeds through our sight as we fly by it.
The only firm thing here is the mist. We may ask questions, and get answers, but they are as firm as the fall and as real as the mist. And still I dare to ask and give myself answers, and here share them with you. All suffering on this world comes from the abuse of this understanding, that nothing is truly real, everything is a myth. And so we are fed the worse myths possible, and those must end. Ending them however, means reaching the bottom of the valley, ending the fall. If enough of us can come together on this, we might just make it happen. It will be painful, ending the fall, but we will be on firm ground again, in a world that again makes sense. Will that new ground by a myth too? probably, but surely a much better one.
Citando a Julian Katari del 19/04/2026, 3:18 pmSubtle Loss
The storm creates chaos, and that chaos serves a purpose. Excess heat is radiated into the upper atmosphere. In much the same way, all the troubles we humans have manufactured exist because of a great, weird kind of excess. It isn’t an excess that many get to enjoy; rather, it is the destruction of real resources to convert them into intangible, invisible assets that only a few accumulate and enjoy (and suffer), while everyone—including them—endures the devastation. Because they refuse to let go of this psychotic scheme, they cast their disease onto everyone else, hoping others will perish while they remain, fueled by the very rational fear that we might one day choose to end them and their system.
It isn’t a controlled experiment; it is chaos set loose. But today, even if we feel we are at a loss or are recovering from recent trouble, a tranquility and an order subtly appear. We are shown the great power of the small, of the subtle; how one word, one look, or one centimeter of movement can change the course of history. Our minds and our thoughts—the slightest of expressions—carry unbelievable weight in what is not absolute chaotic randomness, but a computed consciousness. This is the world of spirit.
In the coarse, jagged materialistic view imposed as a structural prison, a prayer, a scent, a sigil, or a homeopathic remedy carries no weight against a heavy, quantifiable reality. If they are proven to have an effect, they are backed into a corner—given reduced space and misunderstood under the unfitting tags of "Psychology" or "spirituality." Today’s deer draws us deeper into the weight that these subtle whiffs of reality truly carry. The native of this sign holds this discernment and can show us how nothing is ever truly lost or gained; everything resurrects as mere memories after the sun sets.
The strength of the deer isn't in its size, but in its sensitivity to the vibration of the air before the predator even breathes. To find the "just measure" in this storm, we must stop looking for the heavy hand and start feeling for the slight shift in the wind. Liberation isn't always a loud explosion; sometimes, it’s the quiet realization that the bars of the cage were made of nothing but bad ideas, and you’ve already walked through them.
Subtle Loss
The storm creates chaos, and that chaos serves a purpose. Excess heat is radiated into the upper atmosphere. In much the same way, all the troubles we humans have manufactured exist because of a great, weird kind of excess. It isn’t an excess that many get to enjoy; rather, it is the destruction of real resources to convert them into intangible, invisible assets that only a few accumulate and enjoy (and suffer), while everyone—including them—endures the devastation. Because they refuse to let go of this psychotic scheme, they cast their disease onto everyone else, hoping others will perish while they remain, fueled by the very rational fear that we might one day choose to end them and their system.
It isn’t a controlled experiment; it is chaos set loose. But today, even if we feel we are at a loss or are recovering from recent trouble, a tranquility and an order subtly appear. We are shown the great power of the small, of the subtle; how one word, one look, or one centimeter of movement can change the course of history. Our minds and our thoughts—the slightest of expressions—carry unbelievable weight in what is not absolute chaotic randomness, but a computed consciousness. This is the world of spirit.
In the coarse, jagged materialistic view imposed as a structural prison, a prayer, a scent, a sigil, or a homeopathic remedy carries no weight against a heavy, quantifiable reality. If they are proven to have an effect, they are backed into a corner—given reduced space and misunderstood under the unfitting tags of "Psychology" or "spirituality." Today’s deer draws us deeper into the weight that these subtle whiffs of reality truly carry. The native of this sign holds this discernment and can show us how nothing is ever truly lost or gained; everything resurrects as mere memories after the sun sets.
The strength of the deer isn't in its size, but in its sensitivity to the vibration of the air before the predator even breathes. To find the "just measure" in this storm, we must stop looking for the heavy hand and start feeling for the slight shift in the wind. Liberation isn't always a loud explosion; sometimes, it’s the quiet realization that the bars of the cage were made of nothing but bad ideas, and you’ve already walked through them.