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The Dark Side...

Do we dare say that the moon is two pieces? The light part and the dark part?
To do so would make a person look to be a fool.
Everyone knows that the Moon is one entity and it's relationship to the light that creates the apparent division.

We look at our self and see two (or more) parts, separate pieces that stand alone, a light side and a dark side, the funny and the serious, the virgin and the whore.

The truth is that the division is just an illusion, a construct of our unwillingness to intergrate it all into one. It is a trick of the light of our minds. Also powerful, is the reinforcement for this behavior we get from society. Only acceptable if we act not as we truly are, but only what the time and place will allow us to be without pain of punishment in all its ugly forms.

What would happen if we saw everything as it is... One complete and undivided unity of energy. With little ripples and eddies that make up more influential parts of space in time. We are a swirling and flowing pattern of energy, which in aggregate become "matter", all made of the same fundamental entities.

There is no division in reality between the sides of the moon, so why should there be division in our minds and lives. It seems to only make the illusion stronger and more dangerous as we disassociate into fragments of our true self.

Let your mind and soul be unified and come to terms with your true nature, you are what you manifest to be as the universal patterns unfold. Nothing more and nothing less, this you can have faith in.

-Ziv

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  1. Wouldn't it be great if we could know everything in the package instead of slowly taking things out one at a time?

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  2. As dangerous as in the middle age, when people die because of the stupid conceptions they had of the human body.

    Imagine the shock of the first dissections as the truth penetrate the understanding of the people of those times.

    And the undeniable denial that must have aroused...

    Our mind need to be also in a dissection table, to show society what is it all about, but one should never underestimate denial, as we are in the middle age of the mind...

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