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I’m Moving back into the Forest

I’m moving back into the forest…this time I’m staying It is my home. No more roles, rules, cascading systems, social platitudes, social conventions, cell phones, false dichotomies, fallacies, double binds, delusions, illusions, planning, paperwork, forms, bureaucracies, etc. I’m completely unplugging from everything. I want to live in the present again–your scientifically manged society doesn’t allow for that. Nicole and I lived together, in the present, in the forest, in Love. I understand why and how people go about things in your scientifically managed society–I just think it’s absurd, imbecilic and asinine, and so did Nicole. We didn’t have the ability to engage in your society’s absurdities, so we moved into the forest. We lived in the forest to get away from your society. I see your society as a tragic comedy that was written by Kafka. The pain and suffering your society causes, boggles my mind and drives me to insanity. The weird part is how the masses ask for more, but I don’t blame the masses for all of the above, because they know not what they do. Most of the people in your society are unconscious and have no awareness, yet they’re held accountable for their actions?!?!?! They think in a linear fashion, it’s more binary than anything else. Indoctrination and propaganda from cradle to grave. In all of my observations and research, your society is the by far the most ill in recorded history and that is truly sad.

I’m Ready To Die

I’m not attempting to be morbid, but I’m ready to die. I’m not suicidal–I’m actually content. Why? I’ve lived a full life. I will miss and love Nicole for the rest of my days–that I can’t change. I don’t have any desires, goals, etc., Everything I need to live fits in my backpack. I don’t want nor do I have an automobile, television, house, apartment, etc. I don’t really even need money. There is nothing I want–well sometimes I want it to be quiet. Don’t get me wrong, there are experiences I enjoy immensely–like walking in the forest, spending time with friends and family or researching. There are a lot of people in my life who I love dearly. I’ve lived what seems like many, many lives to me in my 47 years. I can’t believe how many people came in and out of my life–I am grateful for them all–even all of the federal and state agents. Nicole was really excited and laughing when we were surrounded with all those guns pointed at us back in 2001. To me that is a wonderful memory. I’ve received more love and have been on more adventures than what seems even possible. WOW! Is all I can say. I feel gratitude with every breath I take, because I was blessed and able to become One with Nicole and Nature. Oneness is going to change the world. After you experience Oneness–you know that nothing else matters but Love. I’m posting a link to mine and Nicole’s Blog. The title of the post can be misleading–the post is about Oneness and Love more than anything else. https://exploringthelateral.wordpress.com/2013/07/31/the-thermodynamics-of-sacred-sex/

The Words of Nicole Terry #1

Feel The Sun“My boyfriend (who I’ve been with for 14 years) and I spent about 9 months living outside in the forest and I have learnt and gained a wisdom from this kind of living/experience that I shall draw from for the rest of my life. We slept on the ground, watched the daily runs of the animals each day, we slipped gently into sleep each night beneath a starscape, conversing on consciousness and what it meant to be alive as a conscious human being. We professed dreams and lived them; we undertook a journey of mental acuity and adeptness, while learning the potential aptitudes inherent in humanity.”~Nicole Terry 9/29/1973–10/21/2013

Nicole’s Passing

Nicole passed away on October 21, 2013. I don’t have the energy to write much at this time. She is all I think about. We were together for 14 years. I have embedded a video Nicole created about her and I. I have also posted some photos of her. Also included are a few links of some of our videos, writings, photography, etc. I love and miss her more than I could ever explain in words.

Links:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/exploringthelateral/

http://forfreepsychology.wordpress.com/author/nikotheorb/

http://nikotheorb.wordpress.com/

http://www.youtube.com/user/NIKOtheOrb

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Feel The SunMeditative

The Hermit’s Divinity

“By and by your attention becomes so intensely focused that you no longer notice the raw knuckles, the cramping thighs, the strain of maintaining nonstop concentration. A trancelike state settles over your efforts; the climb becomes a clear-eyed dream. Hours slide like minutes. The accumulated clutter of day-to-day existence – the lapse of conscience, the unpaid bills, the bungled opportunities, the dust under the couch, the inescapable prison of your genes – all of it is temporarily forgotten, crowded from your thoughts by an overpowering clarity of purpose and by the seriousness of the task at hand.” ~Jon Krakauer, Into The Wild

That is exactly how it is when one removes from little boxes and into the woods. We suppose that might have been Krakauer’s point in including his tale [the above quote] in his book about Chris McCandless’ venture into the wild. That was 1992, nowadays, “The Wild” can be anywhere outside of the mainstream, without earshot of a television screen, going out without cellphone or other electronic device (we notice that nearly everyone we see has his or her ears stuffed with an mp3 player. It is strange really, this desire to disconnect from the environment whatever it may be. Anonymity translated from the screen (i.e., television, cellphone, computer, etc.) to Real Life. Everyone still pipes in their existence from afar, still inside their own world as if they were before a screen. Disconnect. Disconnect. ‘I Do Not See You, Unless You Are Words On My Screen’ is the cry of the new human, the automaton, the biological cyborg. The Hive Mind with perambulation. No Access Denied. It is frightening and existentially disturbing; for what is the evolution of this race of human? The Homo Technicus?). If one is not plugged in, one can be unseen, unnoticed, off the radar, low-tech, non-existent(?). “The World” is now anything real, for Reality TV has transformed Reality into drama. The View is chitchat, Oprah is conversation, the emoticon is feeling, and Google is thought. Google is no longer a number, but the masses’ innumerable infinite. . . stupidity. [Cipolla’s Law] What becomes the idea of The Lowest Denominator? When a system can only be as intelligent as the lowest denominator within that system? Moore’s Law is now the Ultimate God? The one true law? The Absolute?! Is it even possible anymore for an empire to fall thanks to technology? What is the probability of an empire falling that multiplies exponentially and logarithmically? What of that kind of social system? What kind of monster, that system?! Run by algorithm, controlled by data, access denied, and incompatible databases? What sort of Leviathan has been created?

It seems almost ironic, as the world wide web evolves (bringing humans ever“closer” in contact, making it even more easier and simpler to ‘reach out and touch someone,’ the farther and farther humans move away from one another (that is in time and not space)), the ever larger becomes the disconnect, the deeper the chasm. What does this do to consciousness of that race of humans? How does that alter (if at all, although we think most likely and most assuredly) the racial (residual) planetary, generational, and individual DNA of that race? What becomes of that psychic connection? Strange. Just strange, the volume of derangement we have observed in the people about here since moving ‘Into The Wild.’ The longer we are in the woods surrounded by silence in the form of birds, streams, wind, leaves, trees, branches (ah, the fractal of Earth Planet), deer, rodent, insect, arachnid; climate, rain, cold, heat; awareness of the elements, of every subtle change within that environment; constant connection to the Hum of the planet, the sky and universe, the noisier civilization becomes. The more divorced we become from society. . . and this by choice. We consider ourselves fortunate to forgetting the shackles of society; i.e., calendar, clock, alarm bell tolling, boisterous voices, car horns, traffic lights red, yellow, green, obeisance, law, drugs, the clang and clutter, clickety clackety of industry moving on 24 hours a day, florescent buzzing and morning news chatter, office gossip and political scandal, all shrugged from now relaxed, unstressed shoulders. Is this the happiness ever pursued? Is this the Nirvana monks spoke of? Perhaps. Or it is just absence from the purgatory of the civilized zoo, as if privilege were the work of divinity! We should laugh. We have witnessed divinity and it is not delightful as the tongue-twisters and deceivers whisper from their TV pulpit, professors of propriety them all. Divinity is not bestowed, not earned, not forsaken, not bought and sold, and certainly not delegated. Divinity is but the name given a motion, a slice of energy infinitely transforming, intangible, worn by consciousness and begat by awareness. There is no god, therefore any need for amen. Prayer is folly and the Pandora’s Box of the lonely and ignorant, the Homo Technicus. We stand naked before the great glowing screen, unscathed and unbowed. The carnival, though teases our names, cannot attract for we are no moth, are no more and no less; responsive only to the Hum and not drudgery. Free. Wild. We Will to step farther than Thoreau and McCandless for they knew not of lateralus. The trance be wakeful, bequeathed with awareness, this is where this state differs from Krakauer’s description, McCandless’ journey and Thoreau’s philosophy. It is closer to Alan Watts’ idea of the hermit and the nonjoiner, closer to Tyson’s breaking his chains, and Williams’ original freedom.

“But I’ll tell you what hermits realize. If you go off into a far, far forest and get very quiet, you’ll come to understand that you’re connected with everything.” ~Alan Watts

Egolessness/schizophrenia

The schizophrenic experiences a stunning barrage of continuous, horrifying symptoms: auditory hallucinations, delusions, ideas of reference, paranoia, etc. The “indescribable severe torture” is unrelenting and can go on except during sometimes restless sleep, at whichtime the symptoms are even active when one becomes conscious at all. This experience is so overwhelming it is beyond the imagination. It cannot be conceived of intellectually. By its very nature it in fact necessitates the concept of religion in order to relate to it at all. This continuous experience of psychotic symptoms can be viewed as “spiritual exercises in perfection”. The effect on the schizophrenic is similar to that of monks when practicing their rituals in monasteries. When these spirited exercises become a lifestyle for the schizophrenic (lasting 8-10 years) with no real evidence given to the schizophrenic that he will ever recover, a fascinating thing happens to the psyche of that schizophrenic—he loses the perspective of “ego”. Ego consists of all his identifying factors in the world: his age, sex, race, religious affiliation or lack thereof, education level, social class, political affiliations, nationality, etc. He begins to see his environment with the eyes of a newborn, without the bias or prejudices, preconditions of his particular circumstances. It can be seen as a sort of continuous baptism by fire, a kind of purification, enabling him to see reality for what it is in actuality, rather than being viewed through the preconceptions of his individual mental, emotional, and behavioural repertoire instilled in him from birth. The schizophrenic in this condition is able in his interior to walk around in someone else’s moccasins with perfection. This can be seen as loving your neighbour as you love yourself, perfectly. I do not believe it is a condition that can be acquired by a “normal” individual by any method, because the horror of the symptoms of schizophrenia are unduplicable by man. (Religious persons would call this condition repentance for all one’s sins, e.g. “perfect repentance”.) ~Source