Can anyone really write a book, about self, that has a true beginning and a true end? I believe one can only write about a time span between the two. To encompass more than that must be left to someone else after one is gone. So one could call this book a series of essays, increments of time within the cycle of life. One could call it a series of experiments, of lessons, as well as of choices made. One could also call it a series of philosophical thoughts underscored by life. Living a life, living the life, one human individual no different than any other. Acting out life, re-acting to life, we all do it. Is one anymore or anyless than another's? It depends on the choices made. As the reader peruses a chapter here, a chapter there, the response could very well be, "Oh, I remember that!" "Oh, I've been there!" Etc., etc. There is a synchronicity in life it seems, and universal mind is part of it. Are we different? Yes, but ... Are we the same? Yes, but ... Reading the book and reliving memories is nostalgia in action. How far back can one go when one seeks to remember? Amazingly quite a way back. Can one remember every word spoken? No. The writers, who say they can remember such detailed conversations, have taken literary license with their work. Unless they were fortunate to have been able to record everything or to have been able to keep a daily journal in extreme detail. Reading about a conversation of some fifty, sixty years in such exact detail is suspect. It begins to border on fiction . So to create and recreate a life in progress it must be understood memories can be fickle. Never-the-less, however one manages to gather them together, they still make interesting reading. Yes a door was opened and what spilled forth revealed the life of one human being. The memories in the book do not quite cover a century, but they come pretty close. It was a period that seemed to take quantum leaps. We humans lived it, we ooed and aahed through all the events that took place on our watch. We were sad and we rejoiced. We even had that fleeting thought, "Will there be a tomorrow?" as we seemed to be living on the razors edge. There was, there is, there will be ... If we humans actually begin acting civilized, instead of pretending to be.
LIVING THE CYCLE WITHIN THE CIRCLE (Living Life) By Tess Marcin . . . An excerpt . . . When anyone touts mind, the thinking process, the result, one cannot leave God out of the equation. Hu- man achievement is not just a product of man, it is an achievement of God, by God, through the mind used by man. The reasoning process is as complicated as the mind it makes its way through. Through the pro- cess of thought, of rationalization, of objectivity, one is using one’s intellect to live this life. Mind emits the material, but how does it get into mind, where does it come from, and who or what is doing the reasoning through mind? No one can use mind for any purpose without acknowledging where it came from. God does not impose his will on man, it is man who does his own imposing. Man cannot talk about the metaphysical in any context without admitting that what he views as reality is not the true reality. Man will continue destroying himself because he does not know who he truly is. He lives in the world of the human, gives it the reality, but ignores the before, as well as the aftermath! For those who tout that this is reality, that this is who they are, one would pose the question, “When the so-called reality of this world gives way, along with the physical, what will “you” encounter?” Will it seem as real, or will it reveal itself as the true reality? And what will your reaction be? That the reality of the physical was a fake reality? That everything is with one in the new realm? Mind, spirit, conscience? Man can argue the principle of anything, but it is man putting his own spin on his own perspective. To rationalize, to reason, does not necessarily bring the right answer, only the answer as seen from the standpoint of the one doing the reasoning. The coin with two sides is applicable in all situations, but this does not mean that one should abandon his principles. There are the high roads of principles, and there are the low roads of principles, and choice steps in to decide which road to take. Values, morals, ethics, etc., can be subverted when one takes the low principle road. Man has the knack of seeking his own path and it is not always the better one, or the right one. Man, today, believes himself to be highly intelligent, is he? When he, through the process of rationalization, of reason, begins to analyze his intellect, something important is missing . . . The thought of who is doing the analyzing. Man can no more help making himself look good because he allows his ego to intervene. We all live by our own philosophies, so man is never more or less than he thinks he is. He lives his life within his cycle in time and is puzzled when the cycle is over and his spirit is living life in no-time. This is the circle in action.
Whatever it takes! Not everyone knows about the bodhi tree and Buddha...more people know about Newton and his tree. However. . . there is no denying that both Buddha and Newton were enlightened, that they found insight. This book urges the reader to seek enlightenment, to seek insight, but not by sitting under any special tree. The reader can sit anywhere because the place he will find what he is looking for is within the self. Throughout the history of man he has ever been on the move. Like Diogenes with his lantern in search of an honest man, historical man has been searching for insight, for enlightenment about . . . self. Many words have been written, many doors have been opened, but the one door, the one where all the answers lie, has been the most stubborn. Humanity; educated man, confused man, where has life led him? Up and down some strange paths, in and out of some strange doors. Man prides himself on how he has managed his time on this planet. Man has overlooked the most important facet. . . He has not kept uppermost in his life the one thought that is most insightful. Man, the human, travels in cycles. In the cycle of human time he learns the lessons, he experiences life. Within the circle of eternality, in the life of no time, he, either atones for his errors in judgment, or he continues to build on his good judgment, as spirit. Humanity, man vs spirit, life vs life, intertwined for all eternity. The journey awaits us no matter which side of the threshold we find ourselves on, because we live. The we, the us, the I, the me, the self. No one has ever seen the image behind these words, but it is there. While here, living this life in the physical we make daily choices. We really make choices in the passing of each second. We make good choices, we make bad choices. They are our choices, we are the creators of the thought that gives action to these choices. And yet . . . The human has the nasty habit of denying the responsibility of the action of choice. Good choice . . . Pat on the back. Bad choice . . . Someone else made him do it. Ego never rests, it is always front and center. Man has been gifted with creativity. He astounds himself by his inventiveness, but too many times he does not give credit where credit is due. Too many deny the existence of the One who gave them life. Too many believe that out of nowhere they arrived fully gifted by their own efforts. Out of the slime, the human crawled forth in all his creative glory, in all the glory of his many mysterious parts. Now that is ego riding high. The book may zig, it may zag, it may step off the path, it may take a side path, but it is only imitating the progress of life. Each zig, each zag, each step, has a tendency to pick up a nugget of thought. Thoughts leap from one to the next, linger a moment and its on to the next one. Mind, and spirit, metaphysics, life, self, wisdom and knowledge, space, universe, the future, light, insight, enlightenment, etc. All represented in this book by the thoughts of the writer. One can only hope that the reader finds his insight, his enlightenment, expanding, growing, as he reads the book. That he finds his thoughts creating a perspective uniquely his own. One can also say that the stream of conscience that created: YOU DONT NEED A BODHI TREE is more than just capricious. We travel different paths, but eventually we all arrive at our destination, the only destination there is for us, a oneness with our Creator. Enjoy!!
Many of those who would publish books, on this and that, insist that authors supply credentials to substantiate what they have written. That is not an unreasonable request, however not all writing demands such. THINK ... must one supply credentials when one is writing about the meanderings of one's mind? THINK ... must one supply credentials when one is writing about one's life philosophy? THINK ... must one supply credentials when one writes about the act of writing? THINK ... must one supply credentials about one's own thought process? THINK ... must one supply credentials ... Well, I'm sure you get the idea. Credentials do not always come into play or need be supplied simply because pen has been applied to paper, or fingers to a keyboard and the output is to challenge the reader. Now if reference is being made on how to build a bridge or perform brain surgery, that is something else. Certain arbitrary rules just don't hold water. Reading between the lines of the above what does one deduce? Missing credentials? How true! But I'm not building a bridge nor am I about to perform brain surgery, I'm merely delving into mind and spilling its contents. The diverse thoughts, the musings, whatever ... putting them down on paper in order for the reader to examine, to reflect, to entertain himself and for the reader to try a like process. Credentials? I have a mind, it produces my thoughts and I do not need credentials to support this fact! So what has mind produced for the book titled, THINK ABOUT IT! Glad you asked ... An excerpt from the book, loosely presented ... The scientific world has attempted to answer the question about the age of man. Key word ... attempted. So, how old is man? The range in years is so diverse that it brings into question the logic being used to arrive at an answer. We've all read the spread ... 5,000 - 10,000 - 50,000 - 100,000, etc. The sands of time do not shift back and forth as readily as do the answers we are given. Here we can open up that proverbial can of worms and inititate a hot debate ... We can pit science against the Bible, we can pit the Bible against those who wrote it. Let's begin with Adam ... Was he really the first man? In all of eternity? Was Eve the first woman? To answer this question a lot of taboos must be stirred up, must be discounted, must be faced. When one reads the Bible and begins analytical thought with the Genesis in mind, one stirs up more than thought waves. A careful reading leads one to believe there were other beings around when Adam and Eve made their appearance. The Diety was not alone in the eternality of all. There were beings, there was life, there was energy. The nomenclature may not have been man, or even (hu)man, but what was there had validity. Returning to Genesis we find that God created heaven and earth. The earth, not the universe, not space, not all the other planets, but earth and its immediate surrounds. The void was not such that it took all there was into consideration, the void was where God decided to place the planet earth and its particular surrounds. There are many such voids in the Universal make-up even today. It took God five days and on the sixth day he created Adam and Eve. If the earth itself is judged to be around 4.8 billion of years old, man must be be the same age minus five days. Why did God take six days? After all He could have made all happen with just a thought. ... The search for evidentiary fossils goes on. We are finding a bone here, a bone there, but nothing in huge numbers. We cannot discount any of the earth's mysteries when we seek to age man. The various structures that still exist refuse to give up their secrets. Which brings up the question, "Who built them, really? Were the builders earthmen or did they come from somewhere out in space as an expeditionary force? Did they come to
Like the bubbles that begin to rise from the bottom of the kettle getting ready to boil, so do the thoughts rise from the inner to evolve into a philosophic work. Each bubble filled with a thought from the well of spirit.
THE MOVEMENT OF LIFE (Essays from The Spirit For The Spirit) Life is indeed a movement. It pulsates with energy... It is energy. From one moment to the next it surprises us in its diversity. It encompasses all in the moment of the now. Man tends to measure life in years. He begins his count at the moment of birth and ends it at the moment it ceases. He claims it in X number of years. But that is only the cycle of one individual and although it may be measured by a number it really is only a moment in time. We all live the life we are given in the moment of our eternality. We all live the moment as a human during the cycle within the eternal circle of life. During our cycle in time we use lifes energy to pursue life as a human. We create, we give action to what we create, we go with the flow, always forward, never backward. As water never flows upstream only downstream, so it is with humanity. Communication, dialogue, philosophical dis- course, all part of an action of mans gifts... His tongue, his mind. A phrase of the moment is... Been there, done that. A glib aside, but nonetheless there is much truth in it. Man has been there, here, and everywhere. He has done it, many times. He has used his gift of choice, of free will, to move himself in the direction of his choice. His movement, his cycle, his time within the circle. What has man learned? Not much! If you ask anyone that question, the answer will come back bracketed within his cycle in time. Here he will cite his progress, here he will cite what he considers of import. According to him, he is a success. Is he? Maybe...as man. But...but... Man is for the moment. He is the matter containing more than what he believes himself to be. This vessel, this matter, this enrobement, has a higher purpose. It is the housing being used by spirit. Spirit that made the choice to learn about life as a human, to experience it as a human. Spirit that is the energy known as... THE MOVEMENT OF LIFE. When the phrase, Know thyself is used, its meaning eludes the individual, because he believes it to mean the human individual. So when we ask, What has man learned? We can state, Not much! Man seeks, but he seeks as the human he is. Man has yet to begin his search as the self he represents. It is this self that is referred to in, Know thyself. THE MOVEMENT OF LIFE, a book written to encourage all those who read it to seek the meaning of life. To seek its energy, to seek the flow. Within THE MOVEMENT OF LIFE is the moment of life, and the moment of life is not in years, it is in the blink of an eye. It is in the now... One foot always poised for entry, as well as for exit. The past, the future, all in the now. All as part of THE MOVEMENT OF LIFE
Whatever it takes! Not everyone knows about the bodhi tree and Buddha...more people know about Newton and his tree. However. . . there is no denying that both Buddha and Newton were enlightened, that they found insight. This book urges the reader to seek enlightenment, to seek insight, but not by sitting under any special tree. The reader can sit anywhere because the place he will find what he is looking for is within the self. Throughout the history of man he has ever been on the move. Like Diogenes with his lantern in search of an honest man, historical man has been searching for insight, for enlightenment about . . . self. Many words have been written, many doors have been opened, but the one door, the one where all the answers lie, has been the most stubborn. Humanity; educated man, confused man, where has life led him? Up and down some strange paths, in and out of some strange doors. Man prides himself on how he has managed his time on this planet. Man has overlooked the most important facet. . . He has not kept uppermost in his life the one thought that is most insightful. Man, the human, travels in cycles. In the cycle of human time he learns the lessons, he experiences life. Within the circle of eternality, in the life of no time, he, either atones for his errors in judgment, or he continues to build on his good judgment, as spirit. Humanity, man vs spirit, life vs life, intertwined for all eternity. The journey awaits us no matter which side of the threshold we find ourselves on, because we live. The we, the us, the I, the me, the self. No one has ever seen the image behind these words, but it is there. While here, living this life in the physical we make daily choices. We really make choices in the passing of each second. We make good choices, we make bad choices. They are our choices, we are the creators of the thought that gives action to these choices. And yet . . . The human has the nasty habit of denying the responsibility of the action of choice. Good choice . . . Pat on the back. Bad choice . . . Someone else made him do it. Ego never rests, it is always front and center. Man has been gifted with creativity. He astounds himself by his inventiveness, but too many times he does not give credit where credit is due. Too many deny the existence of the One who gave them life. Too many believe that out of nowhere they arrived fully gifted by their own efforts. Out of the slime, the human crawled forth in all his creative glory, in all the glory of his many mysterious parts. Now that is ego riding high. The book may zig, it may zag, it may step off the path, it may take a side path, but it is only imitating the progress of life. Each zig, each zag, each step, has a tendency to pick up a nugget of thought. Thoughts leap from one to the next, linger a moment and its on to the next one. Mind, and spirit, metaphysics, life, self, wisdom and knowledge, space, universe, the future, light, insight, enlightenment, etc. All represented in this book by the thoughts of the writer. One can only hope that the reader finds his insight, his enlightenment, expanding, growing, as he reads the book. That he finds his thoughts creating a perspective uniquely his own. One can also say that the stream of conscience that created: YOU DONT NEED A BODHI TREE is more than just capricious. We travel different paths, but eventually we all arrive at our destination, the only destination there is for us, a oneness with our Creator. Enjoy!!
THE MOVEMENT OF LIFE (Essays from The Spirit For The Spirit) Life is indeed a movement. It pulsates with energy... It is energy. From one moment to the next it surprises us in its diversity. It encompasses all in the moment of the now. Man tends to measure life in years. He begins his count at the moment of birth and ends it at the moment it ceases. He claims it in X number of years. But that is only the cycle of one individual and although it may be measured by a number it really is only a moment in time. We all live the life we are given in the moment of our eternality. We all live the moment as a human during the cycle within the eternal circle of life. During our cycle in time we use lifes energy to pursue life as a human. We create, we give action to what we create, we go with the flow, always forward, never backward. As water never flows upstream only downstream, so it is with humanity. Communication, dialogue, philosophical dis- course, all part of an action of mans gifts... His tongue, his mind. A phrase of the moment is... Been there, done that. A glib aside, but nonetheless there is much truth in it. Man has been there, here, and everywhere. He has done it, many times. He has used his gift of choice, of free will, to move himself in the direction of his choice. His movement, his cycle, his time within the circle. What has man learned? Not much! If you ask anyone that question, the answer will come back bracketed within his cycle in time. Here he will cite his progress, here he will cite what he considers of import. According to him, he is a success. Is he? Maybe...as man. But...but... Man is for the moment. He is the matter containing more than what he believes himself to be. This vessel, this matter, this enrobement, has a higher purpose. It is the housing being used by spirit. Spirit that made the choice to learn about life as a human, to experience it as a human. Spirit that is the energy known as... THE MOVEMENT OF LIFE. When the phrase, Know thyself is used, its meaning eludes the individual, because he believes it to mean the human individual. So when we ask, What has man learned? We can state, Not much! Man seeks, but he seeks as the human he is. Man has yet to begin his search as the self he represents. It is this self that is referred to in, Know thyself. THE MOVEMENT OF LIFE, a book written to encourage all those who read it to seek the meaning of life. To seek its energy, to seek the flow. Within THE MOVEMENT OF LIFE is the moment of life, and the moment of life is not in years, it is in the blink of an eye. It is in the now... One foot always poised for entry, as well as for exit. The past, the future, all in the now. All as part of THE MOVEMENT OF LIFE
Like the bubbles that begin to rise from the bottom of the kettle getting ready to boil, so do the thoughts rise from the inner to evolve into a philosophic work. Each bubble filled with a thought from the well of spirit.
LIVING THE CYCLE WITHIN THE CIRCLE (Living Life) By Tess Marcin . . . An excerpt . . . When anyone touts mind, the thinking process, the result, one cannot leave God out of the equation. Hu- man achievement is not just a product of man, it is an achievement of God, by God, through the mind used by man. The reasoning process is as complicated as the mind it makes its way through. Through the pro- cess of thought, of rationalization, of objectivity, one is using one’s intellect to live this life. Mind emits the material, but how does it get into mind, where does it come from, and who or what is doing the reasoning through mind? No one can use mind for any purpose without acknowledging where it came from. God does not impose his will on man, it is man who does his own imposing. Man cannot talk about the metaphysical in any context without admitting that what he views as reality is not the true reality. Man will continue destroying himself because he does not know who he truly is. He lives in the world of the human, gives it the reality, but ignores the before, as well as the aftermath! For those who tout that this is reality, that this is who they are, one would pose the question, “When the so-called reality of this world gives way, along with the physical, what will “you” encounter?” Will it seem as real, or will it reveal itself as the true reality? And what will your reaction be? That the reality of the physical was a fake reality? That everything is with one in the new realm? Mind, spirit, conscience? Man can argue the principle of anything, but it is man putting his own spin on his own perspective. To rationalize, to reason, does not necessarily bring the right answer, only the answer as seen from the standpoint of the one doing the reasoning. The coin with two sides is applicable in all situations, but this does not mean that one should abandon his principles. There are the high roads of principles, and there are the low roads of principles, and choice steps in to decide which road to take. Values, morals, ethics, etc., can be subverted when one takes the low principle road. Man has the knack of seeking his own path and it is not always the better one, or the right one. Man, today, believes himself to be highly intelligent, is he? When he, through the process of rationalization, of reason, begins to analyze his intellect, something important is missing . . . The thought of who is doing the analyzing. Man can no more help making himself look good because he allows his ego to intervene. We all live by our own philosophies, so man is never more or less than he thinks he is. He lives his life within his cycle in time and is puzzled when the cycle is over and his spirit is living life in no-time. This is the circle in action.
Can anyone really write a book, about self, that has a true beginning and a true end? I believe one can only write about a time span between the two. To encompass more than that must be left to someone else after one is gone. So one could call this book a series of essays, increments of time within the cycle of life. One could call it a series of experiments, of lessons, as well as of choices made. One could also call it a series of philosophical thoughts underscored by life. Living a life, living the life, one human individual no different than any other. Acting out life, re-acting to life, we all do it. Is one anymore or anyless than another's? It depends on the choices made. As the reader peruses a chapter here, a chapter there, the response could very well be, "Oh, I remember that!" "Oh, I've been there!" Etc., etc. There is a synchronicity in life it seems, and universal mind is part of it. Are we different? Yes, but ... Are we the same? Yes, but ... Reading the book and reliving memories is nostalgia in action. How far back can one go when one seeks to remember? Amazingly quite a way back. Can one remember every word spoken? No. The writers, who say they can remember such detailed conversations, have taken literary license with their work. Unless they were fortunate to have been able to record everything or to have been able to keep a daily journal in extreme detail. Reading about a conversation of some fifty, sixty years in such exact detail is suspect. It begins to border on fiction . So to create and recreate a life in progress it must be understood memories can be fickle. Never-the-less, however one manages to gather them together, they still make interesting reading. Yes a door was opened and what spilled forth revealed the life of one human being. The memories in the book do not quite cover a century, but they come pretty close. It was a period that seemed to take quantum leaps. We humans lived it, we ooed and aahed through all the events that took place on our watch. We were sad and we rejoiced. We even had that fleeting thought, "Will there be a tomorrow?" as we seemed to be living on the razors edge. There was, there is, there will be ... If we humans actually begin acting civilized, instead of pretending to be.
Many of those who would publish books, on this and that, insist that authors supply credentials to substantiate what they have written. That is not an unreasonable request, however not all writing demands such. THINK ... must one supply credentials when one is writing about the meanderings of one's mind? THINK ... must one supply credentials when one is writing about one's life philosophy? THINK ... must one supply credentials when one writes about the act of writing? THINK ... must one supply credentials about one's own thought process? THINK ... must one supply credentials ... Well, I'm sure you get the idea. Credentials do not always come into play or need be supplied simply because pen has been applied to paper, or fingers to a keyboard and the output is to challenge the reader. Now if reference is being made on how to build a bridge or perform brain surgery, that is something else. Certain arbitrary rules just don't hold water. Reading between the lines of the above what does one deduce? Missing credentials? How true! But I'm not building a bridge nor am I about to perform brain surgery, I'm merely delving into mind and spilling its contents. The diverse thoughts, the musings, whatever ... putting them down on paper in order for the reader to examine, to reflect, to entertain himself and for the reader to try a like process. Credentials? I have a mind, it produces my thoughts and I do not need credentials to support this fact! So what has mind produced for the book titled, THINK ABOUT IT! Glad you asked ... An excerpt from the book, loosely presented ... The scientific world has attempted to answer the question about the age of man. Key word ... attempted. So, how old is man? The range in years is so diverse that it brings into question the logic being used to arrive at an answer. We've all read the spread ... 5,000 - 10,000 - 50,000 - 100,000, etc. The sands of time do not shift back and forth as readily as do the answers we are given. Here we can open up that proverbial can of worms and inititate a hot debate ... We can pit science against the Bible, we can pit the Bible against those who wrote it. Let's begin with Adam ... Was he really the first man? In all of eternity? Was Eve the first woman? To answer this question a lot of taboos must be stirred up, must be discounted, must be faced. When one reads the Bible and begins analytical thought with the Genesis in mind, one stirs up more than thought waves. A careful reading leads one to believe there were other beings around when Adam and Eve made their appearance. The Diety was not alone in the eternality of all. There were beings, there was life, there was energy. The nomenclature may not have been man, or even (hu)man, but what was there had validity. Returning to Genesis we find that God created heaven and earth. The earth, not the universe, not space, not all the other planets, but earth and its immediate surrounds. The void was not such that it took all there was into consideration, the void was where God decided to place the planet earth and its particular surrounds. There are many such voids in the Universal make-up even today. It took God five days and on the sixth day he created Adam and Eve. If the earth itself is judged to be around 4.8 billion of years old, man must be be the same age minus five days. Why did God take six days? After all He could have made all happen with just a thought. ... The search for evidentiary fossils goes on. We are finding a bone here, a bone there, but nothing in huge numbers. We cannot discount any of the earth's mysteries when we seek to age man. The various structures that still exist refuse to give up their secrets. Which brings up the question, "Who built them, really? Were the builders earthmen or did they come from somewhere out in space as an expeditionary force? Did they come to
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