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Saturday Sep 03, 2005

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There is a huge amount of archetypal significance in human beings regarding The time travel story. Whenever we have breakthroughs of clarity, when we see with True vision and not with the mind-vision of babbling incoherence that sweeps us along like a rushing river, we can sometimes see the people that we were in the past. We can sometimes see the things that we did or ways that we thought that we're no longer proud of. It's like an amnesiac who leads a benevolent life only to find out that before he lost his memory he was a murderer. In times like this I, and I believe most people, realize that this is no longer them, but an externalization of them, not even the same person any longer. If you could go back in time you could change it, kill that person, die to the past. This is a metaphor for something that is very possible even without time travel. We are not dominated by the past. We don't have to be the people we were. Every moment is a dawn. Every instance is an opportunity to slay your old self and be reborn. Die to the past.

Today I woke up. It happens often, but less often than you would think. I walked outside and I saw the morning. Sometimes life feels like a dream, and that's because it more or less is a dream. Think about any moment you've had when you gain some sort of self-realization within a dream. You have an assumed past that you are playing along with in an assumed situation that is all taken to be granted no matter how unusual it is in the dream setting. But there is something underneath your dream persona that stills Knows. It goes deeper than the dream. This is you. This is what you are. When I walked outside this morning, I didn't fall into any Cartesian dilemma about the nature of existence as a dream or an illusion, because a morning when you are Awake is brighter than any dream you'll ever have when you are dreaming.

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