UNWORLDING...the art form formerly known as "out-of-body-experience," "astral travel," "lucid dreaming," "phasing," "the quick switch," etc.

THE PATH: THE SHORT AND THE LONG OF IT

Many of the self-improvement plans popular today rely upon will power and self-control to overcome human nature and raise us to the level of our so-called higher selves. But it is dishonest to ask a human being to overcome its true nature. It cannot be done. Nor should it be asked of any being. We all know this. We feel it in our bones. That is why most self-improvement plans do not work for us. They dishonor our bodies' human nature by seeking to suppress it. And, if you truly believe that you are human, even a human with higher and lower natures, then a life plan that characterizes part of you as unacceptable feels abusive and wrong. There is nothing wrong with human nature.

      --Nanci Danison, Backwards: Returning to Our Source for Answers

Not that I'm an expert, but my two words of wisdom for today is as follows: to get where you're going, get on the shortest, easiest path you can find, and just follow it to the end. If the path itself is your hobby--making you a "hiker" of sorts--it doesn't matter which path you choose as long as you have adequate supplies and equipment for the journey.

But then there's those plentiful folks who are stuck waffling between infatuation with path or with goal, and can't decide which is the goal. These folks will alternately inform you that the path is the goal and then they'll pull a switcheroo and tell you what the hell your stupid goal should be and how you should be getting there. But that's OK, confusion sometimes overhauls the best of us. There is certainly something to be said for the deification of every word of wisdom that turns up anywhere, in spite of obvious contradictions to the contrary. Paradox is built into every valuable perspective and straight lines to the goal are usually too good to be true. That doesn't mean we should waste as much time and energy as possible. As the wise man once said, the more you spin your wheels, the more mud flies in the face of the poor sap who got himself stuck behind you.

That doesn't mean that just anybody should set out on the longest path they can find without the personal inner resources to get to the end of it, just hoping for the best. Not everyone was born to be a Hiker. But before we go down into the bottomless pit that this topic could become, let's ask ourselves: is it possible to just get to the point? Well, maybe.

Since gurus have to eat too, long paths seem to be quite popular among those who can afford a guru. But that was yesterday's point. Today's point is more positive, among other things. In fact I think it's downright sexy. And that topic is...

Why the hell don't we just get on with the program of just being who the heck we are? In fact, I am about to assert that our destiny--which is kinda hard-wired into our configuration, our filtering system--is tied up in being who we are.

In learning to unworld, the more you sniff around for useful tidbits of information, the more likely it is that you are going to come across the bottomless pit of a sneaky, sly movement that aims to inflate our natural inborn sense of obligation to improve ourselves--or what the heck, even transform ourselves altogether--or else as a form of enlightened punishment from on high, we will kinda go to hell, in so many words, for not trying. This is actually becoming more and more popular a perspective among new agers, due to the fact that more and more of them are decrepit if not half dead and awfully worried about mortality, whereas 30 years ago they were just hangin' out, groovin' with the vibe.

There is a trend among the most established students of unworlding--the ones in the know--to believe and preach that we go to hell when we die. Not all of us of course. Marketing new age books would not be possible without hope to shine through the threats. So naturally, only some of us--those who don't try hard enough to change our stinky animal nature and fix our battered and damaged and hopeless, broken psyches--will die and transition over to an afterlife that simply mirrors or even amplifies on whatever it is about ourselves that our new age leaders can best get us to resent, regret, and fret about while floating in an ongoing stew of self-improvement. The possibilities are endless, as the mind of man is always happy to make much ado about needless noise.

Fortunately, I got some of this noise out of the way early in life, having experienced head-on the Jesus Movement of the early 1970s. Let's just say that I embarrassed myself enough as the head Jesus freak at my high school to teach me a lifelong lesson--often forgotten but just as often recalled--regarding the notion of fixing oneself in time to avoid a regrettable experience in the afterlife.

Some of the potentially best OBE writers are unfortunately stuck in this point of view now: what you do in this life creates a custom-made afterlife for you, where you will be stuck until someone retrieves you, apparently forgives your sins, and sends you to the Park to hang out with Bob and Nancy Monroe in super dooper country-club-esque bliss for eternity.

Yeah, well...

Like I said, I learned to recognize the screeching of evangelism the hard way in the early 1970s. The needless pain of almost two of my brief teenage years mired in churchfulness prepared me for this noise. And then one day I gave myself permission to just be myself and stop trying to hang on the cross where Jesus hung. I got down off that cross and proceeded to experience three months of unabated bliss: a rare thing for any introspective teenage boy. At the time I called it "upsliding". In fact, it was quite necessary for me to invent upsliding because backsliding was making a fool and a wreck out of me and it might have killed me if I hadn't found the back door out of backsliding and gotten free just in the nick of time.

It's all about recognizing the pattern. I won't spell that pattern out exactly, because that would be another whole book. I can only speak from experience: it's easy to get sucked into believing everything you read as soon as you decide that this field is valid and people's accounts of their unworlding experiences are not made up fairy stories. Then we fall into a "hook, line, and sinker" state of mind where a book is so great that it is gospel. The problem with that is that unworlding is a subjective experience. Well to be exact, all experience is subjective, because the only object in the universe is pure awareness itself. But we'll get back to that, because it's really the punchline.

What I'm trying to prepare you for, in case you're not already in the know, is that people and their vestigially humanoid illuminated gurus will try to confuse you as to whether you are learning a skill because you find it interesting, or becoming more spiritual because you'd better, or else. With learning unworlding as some sort of embarrassing, childish side effect, similar to the stain left by a little wet fart that was really good for your health but messes up your whole day. I mean, meditation teachers actually warn that we should ignore phenomena and experiences, and just meditate for the sake of meditation. Fine, I can live with that, as long as you keep your meditation teacher away from me so I can shut off my internal dialog for my own damn reasons.

My friends, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, the only way you will ever succeed in improving yourself is to stop tempting the most gullible portions of your psyche with promises of "transformation" and instead, efficiently be who the heck you already are so you can start enjoying life. You will create nothing but dry spells in your unworlding practice by trying to be Sam Spiritual. If you want to learn unworlding, I recommend that you concentrate on unworlding and don't let the religionists suck out the very essence of your motivation to get it learned.

I assume that, if you're still reading this, you are not of the Hive mentality. Those folks don't have the stomach for this flavor of talk. They are busy networking with each other, selling the Kindle books they should be emailing to each other for free, and getting on with the program of converting the last corner of new age thought into a profit-making industry. But to be perfectly honest, many people who want to learn unworlding think we are prisoners of the way things are, also known as "the real world," and secretly don't WANT to become leaders of some transformation of consciousness which of course will land the righteous ones in golden thrones like mini-Popes passing out precious droppings of new age pabulum for high fees till the end of their days.

My main point is this: the path to success is by way of your own portal, flowing through your own filters, seeing through your own lenses, expressing your essence via your own configuration. Any attempt to short circuit who you are due to fear of a punishing afterlife... any attempt to get there through a series of self-subduing self-improvement programs is going to slow you down considerably because it will make it very hard for you to do anything but sit around feeling like you are lost and getting loster. Whereas the belief system I'm developing climaxes with "relax no matter what". So pick your poison: Be who you are, or go around poking holes in yourself trying to let out the nasty dirty stinking ego, while just causing yourself to bleed to death. I suppose there are advantages either way.

Here's what my friend Paul said to me back in 1973 when I had been depressed in Jesus so long that I could no longer hold my head up, even in church. He said, "If Jesus wanted you to grow, would he water you or step on you?" I promptly went to church--I was the janitor so I had a key--and prayed to Jesus for the very last time. I asked permission to never speak to him again and he granted me permission to do that very thing, flat out, no holds barred, without hesitation, and we've been on great non-speaking terms ever since. Based on this one and only sincerely heartfelt prayer of my whole Christian experience, I can say that Jesus is a great guy, because he kept his promise and never bothered me again.

Not that it's been a bed of roses. Upsliding didn't keep this earth from being a prison planet for me-the-unwilling, who managed to get stuck here somehow.

Now about those great OBE writers like Jurgen Ziewe, Bob Monroe, Bruce Moen and others who talk about the many "hells" that people end up in when they die. Temporarily, of course, until a graduate of one of The Monroe Institute's thousand-dollar seminars saves them and takes them to a proper heaven like Monroe's Park in Focus 27.

The punchline is this: when these relatively competent, well-meaning, well-spoken, good citizens of the astral realms come back from their journeys having experienced seeing many souls stuck in many hells and delusional religious heavens of their own making, they aren't making it up. They just can't tell the difference between subjectively witnessing a convincing 3-dimensional reflection suffering in hell... and awareness suffering in hell. Because awareness doesn't suffer in hell, and that's the part they don't get.

When we go through life, we have many patterns or habits. Every single one of them generates thought forms or is generated by thought forms, or both. These thought forms are reflections. They are dynamic, 3-dimensional, self-generated, observer-animated wax museum reflections which take on a life of their own and even interact with each other to some extent. When someone's there to observe them. Such as unsuspecting unworlders who show up looking for someone to save. Of course everything has awareness, because everything IS awareness. These reflections, if they even exist outside of the viewer's experience, exist because it's an infinite universe and everything is real, within infinity. But everything is also unreal. And that's the kicker. Infinity is a sly and slippery thing. It will always have the upper hand because pure awareness, and only pure awareness, knows how to handle the paradox inherent in everything. The rest of us will always be confused. But fortunately, suffering is always transitory.

When a person dies (if we really die), his awareness rejoins infinity without losing a single iota of anything anybody would ever want. Karma as a system of reward and punishment is non-existent, although awareness obviously is not finished experiencing cause-and-effect or the infinite repercussions of human actions; not this year. But there is no such thing as a person going from life to life to life in order to burn off his sins; or from life to hell to heaven; or from hell to focus 27; etc. By the time a person dies, all his thought forms, good and bad, have already gone to thought form repositories. Where they could easily mistaken for people stuck in heaven or hell, and retrieved by TMI-trained retrievers and taken to TMI-created Focus 27, where they are dissolved into a powder and sold as instant snake oil back here on earth to whoever is willing to pay a hundred dollars for a CD or thousands for a seminar.

No wonder Frank Kepple chose to disappear when faced with the realities of marketing his hard-won wisdom. When he found out what really happens to us when we die, he was afraid to say it in a book that people were expected to pay for. Unlike me, he didn't care to spend the rest of his life being thrown out of every forum on earth for not toeing the line of convention. He cared about having friends and he liked people. When he figured out the way things really work, he had no reason to hang around the OBE community of consensus. Suddenly he was free.

Nothing exists except awareness, and awareness is infinity. So there is only one soul. A person is just phenomena, just experience. Identity has no reason to survive death. The purpose of identity is to live a life. Over and over with varieties if desired, but it isn't identity that desires and suffers, it isn't identity that is aware. Only awareness needs to survive death in order for us to have eternal life. We personalities are automatons, robots. Our emotions and experiences, our choices and changes of mind, and our hopes and our dreams are just phenomena produced for the entertainment of the awareness that mistakes itself for us in a transitory fog of forgetfulness.

Life is awareness dreamings, just reflections. When the dream is over, it's over. But because awareness trumps time, and not the other way around, and because awareness is infinity, there is no question of freedom of choice, ever. There is no such thing as suffering except as transitory phenomena.

Life is awareness dreaming about possibilities.