by Robert Cinque

Consider this: almost everything believed to be true is a counterfeit of the Real Deal.

Not only that, the counterfeits are tacky, corny, and absurd.

For example: To explain the astronomically hilarious, playful, and paradoxical nature of our Appearance in this Realm, and the absolutely seamless unity between our conscious awareness and our body/mind/self, storytellers have come up with Pandora’s Box, Original Sin, Genetic Malware, and all the demon children of a scientific materialism that reduces our precious humanity to the random interaction of neurons.

Personally, I am at war with these ideas. Why? Because they are harmful, destructive, toxic, and untrue. And I can prove it. How? With you.

I will prove it by pointing to Your True Nature (the Very One under the wool pulled over your eyes):

In this love letter and essay, I am going to Address Your True Nature.

I am going to forget all the ideas: those culturally anemic, historically false, scientifically impossible, moralistically neurotic, psychoanalytical concepts cast over you like a fishing net. You were born into this net of ideas masquerading as Reality.

Cornball, bonehead ideas.

First of all, in my Address to You, I will forget the horrible idea that you are a thing, an object in time and space. I will not insult you with any such demeaning failures to appreciate Your True Nature.

The emphasis here is YOUR True Nature

That’s right. You own it. It’s yours. Now.

It’s currency that you can spend.

You “spend” your time, right? You “pay” attention, right?

You can’t pay for anything if you don’t have any currency, right?

I am Addressing Infinite Consciousness.

A Singular Radiance, Alive as all things.

A Trinity, an Ecstatic Constellation of Conscious Radiance, Cosmic Nature, and Human Being

I am Speaking to the Oceanic Bliss of God, the Ocean of Living Truth.

Just because you’re appearing as an apparent individual doesn’t mean that that’s the whole story. There’s more. Much More.

The body/mind/self we call “you” is a wave pattern in an Infinite Cosmic Domain, A Sea of Living Light, with “you” in a little rowboat braving the huge waves.

It doesn’t look good. The rowboat is leaking, the storm is raging, the waves are crashing, and you’re scared shitless.

You go to the doctor. You go to the priest. You meditate, medicate, masticate and masturbate, anything to get some Relief. I don’t fault you for this. You need Relief, and fast.

You go home from the clinic and church with potions and lotions and formulas to apply to your Problem. You pray. You try to look like you’re not terrified. You bargain. You hope.

One day, you stumble across the Sat Guru, the Liberated One. He’s appearing as an Elevator Boy. You get in, and ask to go to the top floor. He closes the door and the floor of the elevator disappears. Instead of going up, you are suddenly freefalling through space.

The Elevator Boy is highly amused and laughs at your ideas about yourself. He’s not laughing at you, he’s laughing at your ideas about you. He ridicules them. He pulls back the wool over your eyes. His Intensity incinerates your preposterous ideas and he Restores you to Yourself.

When Jesus was going around doing This, people started making a religion about him.

The Impersonators, the Church and State, the Vampires, Parasites, and Molestors, those cartoonish expressions of your psychosis, used this to further their agenda.

They took the truth that he told and wrapped it in books and flags and sold it to you and you bought it.

Jesus told the Jews that they were liars and whores. He wasn’t just speaking to hypocrites and Pharisees. He was speaking against the core Judaic idea that mankind is separate from God. This is why he endlessly spoke as if God were a tender, loving father. He heaped scorn upon the idea of blood sacrifice and rituals of appeasement that weakened and sickened the people. He said God demanded SELF sacrifice, not animal sacrifice, not scapegoats to hang your sins on. If you don’t take responsibility for your actions, you can’t grow. You can’t mature into an adult.

He knew that the entire tradition into which he was born was completely mistaken about God and he minced no words about it. He was Furious at enslavement, spiritual, political, economic, moral, emotional, psychological enslavement.

When he kicked the Moneychangers out of the Temple, it wasn’t just a few greedy bastards he was after. He was Kicking Out the whole idea of hijacked currency.

He was hanging on a cross one week later.

Speak the Truth. Get Executed.

I have to refer to things like this when I Address You. That’s because you are living in a dream world that you think is Real.

What’s Real ain’t no dream.

Like You. You’re not a dream either, not an idea, a thing. Answer this question: Is your aliveness Real? Or, is it a dream?

The Impersonators want you to think it’s a dream and that you need them and their fabulous expertise. It’s for your own good. Honest.

They want you to be weak, naïve, childish, and dependent on authority. They are the authorities, they wrote the books and made the laws, and you are a little child.

Jesus wanted us to be restored to our glorious innocence. Childlike, not childish.

I hear a lot these days about the “expansion of consciousness” and the “awakening of humanity”. We will “ascend” into the Light and make Heaven on Earth.

Doesn’t look that way to me. I see the boot in the face and a frightening, even eager willingness for 7.6 billion highly intelligent mammals to believe what we are told.

Forget what you observe. Believe the authorities when they say 1.2 million tons of skyscrapers, 110 stories of steel and concrete, collapse in 10 seconds from a plane impact and an office fire that burned for a whopping 45 minutes.

Believe them when the say, without a shred of proof, that you were born in Sin and need salvation. Don’t honor the glorious event of your birth, criminalize it and put your precious Presence into a garbage can.

But, I digress. Look, Jesus didn’t “sell” his work. He wasn’t a therapist. He was trying to correct spiritual error. The intelligentsia killed him and buried him in a consoling religion that keeps people childish.

It worked.

Jesus failed to accomplish his mission and ended up being the pawn of institutions he hated. His followers are good hearted, well intentioned people who have been duped into believing a lie.

And not only them, but the ones who believe in Moses and Mohammed too.

The conflict in the world and the conflict in you is one and the same.

The world is an occupied country, just like you. There are ruthless mercenary soldiers living in your bedroom.

In my next Address to Your True Nature, I am going to expand the vocabulary needed to Speak more completely and comprehensively. I am going to have to invent some new words and, when I’m done, I’ll write you another love letter.

Spiritual Recognition, Acknowledgement of Essence, and the Radiant Core of Human Existence

Consider this: almost everything believed to be true is a counterfeit of the Real Deal.

Not only that, the counterfeits are tacky, corny, and absurd.

For example: To explain the astronomically hilarious, playful, and paradoxical nature of our Appearance in this Realm, and the absolutely seamless unity between our conscious awareness and our body/mind/self, storytellers have come up with Pandora’s Box, Original Sin, Genetic Malware, and all the demon children of a scientific materialism that reduces our precious humanity to the random interaction of neurons.

Personally, I am at war with these ideas. Why? Because they are harmful, destructive, toxic, and untrue. And I can prove it. How? With you.

I will prove it by pointing to Your True Nature (the Very One under the wool pulled over your eyes):

In this love letter and essay, I am going to Address Your True Nature.

I am going to forget all the ideas: those culturally anemic, historically false, scientifically impossible, moralistically neurotic, psychoanalytical concepts cast over you like a fishing net. You were born into this net of ideas masquerading as Reality.

Cornball, bonehead ideas.

First of all, in my Address to You, I will forget the horrible idea that you are a thing, an object in time and space. I will not insult you with any such demeaning failures to appreciate Your True Nature.

The emphasis here is YOUR True Nature

That’s right. You own it. It’s yours. Now.

It’s currency that you can spend.

You “spend” your time, right? You “pay” attention, right?

You can’t pay for anything if you don’t have any currency, right?

I am Addressing Infinite Consciousness.

A Singular Radiance, Alive as all things.

A Trinity, an Ecstatic Constellation of Conscious Radiance, Cosmic Nature, and Human Being

I am Speaking to the Oceanic Bliss of God, the Ocean of Living Truth.

Just because you’re appearing as an apparent individual doesn’t mean that that’s the whole story. There’s more. Much More.

The body/mind/self we call “you” is a wave pattern in an Infinite Cosmic Domain, A Sea of Living Light, with “you” in a little rowboat braving the huge waves.

It doesn’t look good. The rowboat is leaking, the storm is raging, the waves are crashing, and you’re scared shitless.

You go to the doctor. You go to the priest. You meditate, medicate, masticate and masturbate, anything to get some Relief. I don’t fault you for this. You need Relief, and fast.

You go home from the clinic and church with potions and lotions and formulas to apply to your Problem. You pray. You try to look like you’re not terrified. You bargain. You hope.

One day, you stumble across the Sat Guru, the Liberated One. He’s appearing as an Elevator Boy. You get in, and ask to go to the top floor. He closes the door and the floor of the elevator disappears. Instead of going up, you are suddenly freefalling through space.

The Elevator Boy is highly amused and laughs at your ideas about yourself. He’s not laughing at you, he’s laughing at your ideas about you. He ridicules them. He pulls back the wool over your eyes. His Intensity incinerates your preposterous ideas and he Restores you to Yourself.

When Jesus was going around doing This, people started making a religion about him.

The Impersonators, the Church and State, the Vampires, Parasites, and Molestors, those cartoonish expressions of your psychosis, used this to further their agenda.

They took the truth that he told and wrapped it in books and flags and sold it to you and you bought it.

Jesus told the Jews that they were liars and whores. He wasn’t just speaking to hypocrites and Pharisees. He was speaking against the core Judaic idea that mankind is separate from God. This is why he endlessly spoke as if God were a tender, loving father. He heaped scorn upon the idea of blood sacrifice and rituals of appeasement that weakened and sickened the people. He said God demanded SELF sacrifice, not animal sacrifice, not scapegoats to hang your sins on. If you don’t take responsibility for your actions, you can’t grow. You can’t mature into an adult.

He knew that the entire tradition into which he was born was completely mistaken about God and he minced no words about it. He was Furious at enslavement, spiritual, political, economic, moral, emotional, psychological enslavement.

When he kicked the Moneychangers out of the Temple, it wasn’t just a few greedy bastards he was after. He was Kicking Out the whole idea of hijacked currency.

He was hanging on a cross one week later.

Speak the Truth. Get Executed.

I have to refer to things like this when I Address You. That’s because you are living in a dream world that you think is Real.

What’s Real ain’t no dream.

Like You. You’re not a dream either, not an idea, a thing. Answer this question: Is your aliveness Real? Or, is it a dream?

The Impersonators want you to think it’s a dream and that you need them and their fabulous expertise. It’s for your own good. Honest.

They want you to be weak, naïve, childish, and dependent on authority. They are the authorities, they wrote the books and made the laws, and you are a little child.

Jesus wanted us to be restored to our glorious innocence. Childlike, not childish.

I hear a lot these days about the “expansion of consciousness” and the “awakening of humanity”. We will “ascend” into the Light and make Heaven on Earth.

Doesn’t look that way to me. I see the boot in the face and a frightening, even eager willingness for 7.6 billion highly intelligent mammals to believe what we are told.

Forget what you observe. Believe the authorities when they say 1.2 million tons of skyscrapers, 110 stories of steel and concrete, collapse in 10 seconds from a plane impact and an office fire that burned for a whopping 45 minutes.

Believe them when the say, without a shred of proof, that you were born in Sin and need salvation. Don’t honor the glorious event of your birth, criminalize it and put your precious Presence into a garbage can.

But, I digress. Look, Jesus didn’t “sell” his work. He wasn’t a therapist. He was trying to correct spiritual error. The intelligentsia killed him and buried him in a consoling religion that keeps people childish.

It worked.

Jesus failed to accomplish his mission and ended up being the pawn of institutions he hated. His followers are good hearted, well intentioned people who have been duped into believing a lie.

And not only them, but the ones who believe in Moses and Mohammed too.

The conflict in the world and the conflict in you is one and the same.

The world is an occupied country, just like you. There are ruthless mercenary soldiers living in your bedroom.

In my next Address to Your True Nature, I am going to expand the vocabulary needed to Speak more completely and comprehensively. I am going to have to invent some new words and, when I’m done, I’ll write you another love letter.

By Robert Cinque

Sex is about Heart, not genitals; they come later. If this natural hierarchy is reversed, sex is hollow, embarrassing.  The flesh turns into plastic and we go unsatisfied.  But we remain hungry for something deeper, for Recognition.

When you Recognize yourself or your beloved on a profound spiritual and emotional level, even if for a moment, a sudden shift occurs, an avalanche is unleashed and the Heart pumps blood into the genitals.

The Divine Feminine, literally every woman, is the Appearance of the Mystery: Beauty, Space, and Darkness.

The Divine Masculine, literally every man, is the Essence of the Mystery: Primal Intelligence, Light which shines in the cavernous Space of the Sacred Feminine.

In Cosmic Nature, inconceivably intense electrical currents are conducted through the universe. These currents light up the suns and galaxies, like a string of Christmas lights. It is electromagnetism that shapes and holds the universe together, not gravity. My point is:

Electricity is Light and Light brings shape to “matter”, which is made of Light, as well, as Einstein showed, E=MC2.

 This Light Shines in the Darkness.  The male thrust, the female reception, is exactly the same thing. Whether a child is conceived or not, the atomic pulse of the spermatozoa is neurologically and biologically enhancing.  Lovers would do well to ingest each other’s heartfelt sexually induced fluids.

Recognition is Soul Food.

When a woman can receive the heartfelt emotional/sexual energetic signals from her lover and vice versa, and mutual Recognition exists between them, heart to heart, then the infinite Power in which all things appear, can Flow unobstructed.

That’s real sex.

Genital based sex gets really boring really fast.  Heart based sex conducts the infinitely powerful, white hot Currents of Love/Recognition, the Splendor and Joyful Ecstasy of bodily incarnation as the Twin Poles of Love on Earth.

Being Human is a Divine Event.

The Heart, our fundamental identity, creates the genitals, the brain, the body, the will, the hands, the lips, the tongue, for its own purposes.  When you identify with what you Are, your Heart, all these brains and bodies and genitals become useful and enjoyable, but not until. Until then, your life is like a mental institution run by the inmates, the body, mind, and self.  The Heart projects these characters onto the stage and, when they lose contact with the Heart and each other, the Play becomes a war.

Unless the Heart is seated on the Throne of your life, there will be anarchy.  When you see that you are a Heart and so is your lover, your entire kingdom is restored from ruin, from endless wars and starvation and conflict and lousy sex.

In the Kingdom of the Heart, there is no lousy sex.

Your Heart is a Glorious Kingdom that has been overrun by lies and garbage. It has been buried beneath the rubble of confusion, conflict, and doubt.  The egocracy that the brain and mind and genitals have concocted in their fear is instantly vaporized when the Kingdom of the Real is brought back into Focus.   It’s always been like This, but as individuals, its easy to get confused because we’re so naïve, so gullible. We eat the garbage that is served us, is it any wonder we’re sick?

Real Food is found in the Heart, in Love. Real Food is found in loving, whether you are loved back or not.  It’s about being responsible for love and to love, under all conditions, all the time, everywhere.  This is Real Food, not pictures of Food.

When sex is Rooted there, “technique” and “performance” and “satisfaction” and “orgasms” and “romance” and all the rest are illuminated and transcended by Recognition of the Light that Shines in the Darkness,  and incarnates as the Tree of Life, the Trinity of Reality:  Father/Mother/Child.

God became Sex.  The One appears as the Two in the Auditorium of the Heart.  The Current that passes between men and women when their Heart is at their center, the Twin Poles of Love on Earth, the intergalactic force of Life Itself, is being Conducted.  It’s White Hot and Life Giving.

See for yourself.

By what criteria do I criticize Life?  This seems like a ridiculous question, given that I am always critical and act as if I know best, of course I would criticize Life, it’s what got me into this messy world of pain and suffering in the first place, right?  I have a right to be critical, don’t I?

Yes, but its far better to open up and face a much more important question:  What is my relationship to Life?  How do I feel about being here?  Do I trust it, or am I suspicious, bitter, and withdrawn?

In my casual ego mind, I am emotionally withdrawn, absent, shut down, bewildered, and confused.  I endlessly complain about my plight in this world and am ungrateful.  The ugly truth is that I routinely default on myself and others and on Life itself.  Life doesn’t betray me, I betray it.  I entertain thoughts dripping in self pity and abandonment, I rape Life with these thoughts, then blame the bitch.  Life gets raped and blamed for it.  Now, I am choking to death, but by my own hand.  This is good news because if it’s my hand, then  I can remove it myself, don’t need anything or anyone else to do it for me. 

That is the first Office of Authentic Spiritual Practice.

The second Office is when I sit down and shut the fuck up in the Face of the Cosmic Enormity of Life, and recognize Its’ Innocent, Fierce, Infinite, egoless Nature, my truest self.  I stop disassociating emotionally into my fantasies of separateness from this Great Lover and vomit out all the repression, the avoidance, the trauma of imagined disease and get into Bed.

The Brilliant, Unbroken, seamless Presence of Life circulating through all creation, the Current that oscillates between the cycles of birth and death, through infinite stretches of fathomless space, that one, that Very One, is the Only Existing Reality and I am completely, always, already inherently one with It, just like a whirpool in a River. It could not possibly be any other way.  There is only One Life living all things and I’m it.  You, too.  When we meet on that level, big things happen, because ego, the dramatization of betrayal and abandonment has been made obsolete by Noticing and Being Intimate with the Great Wonder.

When the whirlpool sees the River and its place in it, it swoons and falls intoxicated into bed like a lover, ready, willing, able, open, fully engaged, deeply pleasurized, intensely passionate.

 He and She become Me and back again. What?

To contemplate That for 1/1000 of a second is enough to completely blow your mind forever.  You and toast suddenly have a lot in common.  You are overwhelmed with brilliant Light.  Your ideas about yourself start to shimmer and evaporate and you can’t remember who you used to be.  Or why.  Your humor and freedom are restored, you realize that you are not just breathing, you are being breathed by a great Power, big difference. You offend others with truly funny jokes about really painful subjects.  You realize that you don’t know jack shit after all and its all very amusing, what’s for lunch?

Now, you are aware of the Elephant on your foot.  It hurts.  God becomes man, even you and me. The infinite Life consents to be you and me and everything else, fully surrendered to us all, and I miss it.  The Word becomes flesh.  The infinity of Life fractalizes into mortal human beings who are all going to die.  Everything you ever loved is going to disappear. 

Still, the Current of Life and Matter are lovers.  Consciousness adores Matter.  Matter swoons in the Presence of Life, is organized into complex forms which struggle to keep up with the Rampant Imagination of Free Intelligence, the Ocean in which we swim.

Its impossible to be infinite and mortal at the same time, but here you are anyway. 

Its impossible for anything to exist, too.  Existence either had to either always be here or it had to come into existence from nowhere, both complete impossibilities.  But here we are anyway.

Knee buckling, jaw dropping, staggering Awe constantly stares us in the face, in fact, it is our face. It’s so Obvious, we miss it, and create hell on earth.  Now, since hell is well established and we are no longer in charge of ourselves, we need saviours and tyrants to rescue us.  We empower them by our default on ourselves.  We volunteer for suffering by worshipping our maps, condemning other’s maps, and ignoring the Territory

Authentic spiritual practice begins with this:  Recognizing my emotional recoil from the Incandescent Event of Existence and overcoming it by being responsible for it.  Spiritual practice has exactly nothing to do with beliefs, it has everything to do with the moral obligation to face the truth, to face Reality, to tell the truth about my lies, to own my own refusal to be that which I so obviously am:  the full bodied, red blooded incarnation of Infinite Life.    

This is an ordeal, coming to terms with the simultaneity of my infinite and mortal nature.  It’s an impossible, contradictory situation, but here I am anyway.  When I make friends with it and stop making it into a problem, my eyesight clears up, the Obvious is now Noticed, this is simply the Way God Is.  Coming to terms means staring into the Paradox long enough for the light and heat to burn through the rational and metaphysical assumptions I constantly plaster onto Life, ideas like “consciousness comes from random neurons firing in the brain” (scientific materialism) and “the stain of Original Sin separates Man from God”.  These completely unfounded and theoretical assumptions  reduce life to the level of a concentration camp. 

We are not isolated individuals, we share a dynamic unity with literally everything.  Scientism, the religion of science, as well as religious fundamentalism are maps masquerading as Territory.  It doesn’t matter if the whole world worships at their feet, all maps are only the menu, not the Meal.. 

My ideas about life are not equivalents to Life Itself.  No map ever could be equal to the territory it describes.  In addition, the maps I make are almost entirely based on the finite perspective of the whirlpool, and not the River Itself. 

The “perspective” of the River is intuitively felt in the whirlpool’s center as the Radiant Core of Existence, the Infinitely Intense Current of the Heart, to which every sub-atomic particle, every galactic infinity, is intimately connected.  This is not figuratively true, but literally.  There are no separate islands in all the universes, not one.

When human culture is based on the Recognition and Appreciation and Exploration of this Wonder, this Impossible Treasure, when we as individuals and nations overcome our recoil, our lack of confidence in Life, in Actual God, we will return to the disposition of the Radiant Core and humanity will become  the birthplace of Real Life,  not materialistic, industrialized consumerism and disaster capitalism, not fundamentalism and fascism.  Tyrants will be laughed off the planet, having no exploitable hosts to dominate. Priests will go broke for lack of work.  The searing Obviousness of Utter Unity with all Life will overwhelm the petty differences within the human family and profound gratitude for and empathy with all others will be the dominant social meme planet wide.  This will come about when Reality is met on it’s own terms and is no longer held hostage in the dungeons of ego mind.   That will be accomplished when we have had quite enough of self strangulation, capitulation to lies, collusion with sabateurs, empowerment of tyrants, belief in false gods and completely wake up to the liberating Facts of Life:  we share the nature of That which originated us, which isFree, Self Existing, and Radiant, Intelligent Light. We are not orphans born in sin.  We are inherently blissful incarnations of love and truth (Reality) radiant fractals of eternal Light, now as always. Go figure.

This cause for great celebration.  The recognition of this Fact by all of humanity will unleash the most powerful forces ever seen on planet Earth.  This is the only revolution that works, identifying what is fundamentally True and living in alignment with It.  I’m not talking about my version of the truth, or yours, but Truth Itself, the Living Reality of Conscious Light.  When I am clear about That and my actual relationship with It, everything else falls into place.