by robert cinque
I didn’t invent reality. I didn’t invent the truth, either. All I can do is try to keep up with it, whatever It is, altogether. I can’t say I know what reality is or what the truth is, but I can definitely say what it is not, and could not, be.
Reality is not an idea or a belief. Truth is not an opinion or a premise. Whatever reality is, it’s real. Obviously, self evidently, real. Even if its an illusion or a simulation, its a real illusion. I am aware of it, whatever it is. That’s Real.
Reality appears to our awareness. Nature and the cosmic forces of electro-magnetic/male-female polarities exist. Cells are positively charged at the nucleus and negatively charged at the membrane. The electric current that flows between them creates a magnetic field which is the template for the cellular structure. Atomic nuclei are sucked into the field and enable the cell to carry on its function.
The cell is both the structure of tissues and organs AND an atomic nuclear reactor that turns the carbon and hydrogen in the food we eat into light and energy. The process of photosynthesis in which light and carbon dioxide are converted to glucose is reversed in the cell, which unlocks the carbohydrate molecule and releases the energy that the sun put there.
I mention this because it’s real.
The blood that is circulating in our bodies right now is also real and is being driven by electro-magnetism. The blood vessel is negatively charged at the inner wall and positively charged at the center. This is a powerful electric motor and it drives the blood through the body. The blood is a powerful electrical circuit that moves thousands of gallons of blood through thousands of miles of arteries and veins (Aries and Venus) every day. The forces driving the blood is the electro-dynamic circuit between masculine electricity and feminine magnetism, between the sympathetic and the para-sympathetic polarity of the human nervous system. The sympathetic side is masculine, Fight or Flight. The para-sympathetic is feminine, Rest and Digest. Rudolf Steiner understood this 100 years ago. (See “Human Heart/Cosmic Heart” by Tom Cowan)
I didn’t invent that, either. But I can live in alignment with it.
The people who imagine that they can impose their ideas and beliefs onto reality are in for a big surprise. Arguing against the obvious duality and polarity in Nature is like arguing against the relationship between the sun and the earth. Our very brains are split down the middle between male analytical and female intuitive. Our blood is red and blue.
If I were to argue with my body, if I were to claim that I am non-binary and that my body is transphobic for being electro/magnetic male/female, my body would consider me a fool and would ignore me.
Ancient African Parable
A tiger and a baboon are arguing over the color of grass. The baboon says grass is blue, the tiger says grass is green. After a heated argument in the town square, the people say, Go to the Lion King, he’ll settle this debate for you.
They make an appointment with the King who listens to their argument and says, If the grass is blue for him, then its true for him. He then censured the tiger and sentenced him to 3 days of silence. The baboon clapped for joy and went bouncing back to the village to tell everyone that the King had supported him and sentenced the tiger.
The tiger was much perplexed and said, Your Highness, why did you do that? You know that grass is green, right?
Of course I do. I censured you because you argued with a fool which makes you an idiot and then you dragged me into it, wasting my time.
To all those good people who think they can manipulate Nature with wishful thinking about the masculine/feminine structure of the Universe, consider the wisdom of the King. Grass is green and if you argue against it, you’re a fool. You will also get what you deserve, which is nothing. Having repudiated Life, you are now in the unfortunate position of a starving refugee who has cut himself or herself off from the Beauty and Wonder and Structure of Existence.
The lush rainforest becomes a barren desert because of the vanity, arrogance and foolishness of insisting that grass is blue.
My heart goes out to everyone who has allowed themselves to become hypnotized by the false claims about gender. My refusal to pretend that a man can be a woman and vice versa is not transphobia. It’s love for what is real and true.
The only way to discover truth that I know of is openness to What Is. Everything else is collapse, psychosis, emotional contraction, intellectual suicide, psychological projection of unowned trauma and malignant egotism all dressed up as inclusivity and compassion.
Real compassion shows up as love and healing and wholeness. My deepest desire for everyone suffering under an insufferable ideology is to stop. Turn around. Go back to the reality, form, structure and purpose of existence.
To the Truth of Love and the Love of Truth