Is it woo woo? š¤·š»āļø
Is it woo woo?
This is one of those pieces of HD lore that my open head doesnāt find particularly interesting - the crystals this and that, the what came before and what may come after, the Bardo stuff š¤·š»āāļø
Not that we have any choice whether we find this or that genuinely interesting - because we donāt - this is the stuff that I donāt know and I donāt need to to see Human Designās freakish accuracy.
Iām more of an empirical - in this life - experimenter than anything.
And I AM a fan of clean windows.
Koenās Ra Quote of the day
āthe passenger is watching me talking to youā
āThe Personality Crystal is something very stable. All of our Personality Crystals have been in existence for about 15 billion years. That's a long time.
There is a marvel to what that is. They are not, in and of themselves, conscious. They are, in fact, an inanimate object.
Not only are they an inanimate object but they're not atomic. They're not anything like the world we inhabit. You could say they're alien to the world we inhabit.
And yet, when in the darkness when you seek the "I", it is that that you see, the passenger as I like to call it.
It is only when you begin to understand that the vehicle is a tool for consciousness, no more, no less, it is a tool for consciousness. It is a tool for those crystals.
It is through the evolution of this bio-form that those crystals get their opportunity.
Most human beings never even get that funny feeling that there's actually something watching them that's inside, that's locked up in the back of the limo when the curtains are drawn and the windows are dirty and there's nothing to do.
The [unaware] passenger simply waits for death.
It gives it an opportunity to point out that it's been there all along. And it would have been really nice to have been able to have taken advantage of the ride, but there was just nothing to see.
Most human beings never come into contact with their essence until they're dead. If they're lucky enough to get a long enough Bardo.
This identification with this form, this identification and personalization of this life, I understand. I'm not a fool. I'm in one of these bodies, too.
I watch it get old. Bodies have their thing. But it's so clearly not the "I," it is not the passenger, it is not what's watching me talking to you, and the passenger is watching me talking to you and it's amused, I assume.ā
~Ra Uru Hu
PS. my passenger is not always amused - but it is more often than not. š
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