Xepera, xeper, Xeperu

"I have Come Into Being, and by the Process of my Coming In to Being, the Process of Coming Into Being Is Established."

How far will you go?

9/22/17 update to this post...

I am not modifying this post. Only adding to it... A post-coital-disclaimer, if you will...

I have received a lot of feedback from this post.  Interesting feedback. Intended feedback.  Questions like- "Is this about me?",   "Are you directing this towards me?", "Is this a post of self-criticism?", "Why are you so angry?"

To be honest, this post was intended to stir that feedback and I'm glad that it did. It was written in the style of G.I. Gurdjieff.  If you know of this person, you'll get it. If you haven't, then you should read up on him.  Gurdjieiff's work laid down a lot of these new-age fluff philosophies out there.  Folks like the Hicks' and their ilk took from his work and watered it down to make it more edible, easier to swallow, and without it's hard edges which are important edges to help dig into your psyche for some real work. Not mental masturbation...

  I don't discount those whom tend to tread water of the surface of The Great Work, eh, but I do. Yet, it's their thing.  If that makes them happy, then who am I to raise contention.  I can however raise question.  As I should. As all of you should...




Is it too much to call you out as a poser?

Is it too much to shove a mirror in your face and make you look at yourself?
How much would it take to make you see?
How much does it take to make you do anything at all?

When is that point of contention where you really take a moment and see yourself?

How painful will it be?

How much can you take?

When is the time you might see it?

When is the time you will feel it?

And know?

Who the fuck are you anyways?

Take 6 seconds and look yourself in the eyes, in that mirror.

What's next?

Tell me what's next.

Tell yourself what's next. While you look yourself in the eyes.

Tell us both.

Let us both now know. And, hey, take your time.

I'll be here. And so will you. As we should be.

You have nothing to say to me just as I have nothing to say to you. As us both. That's the trick, isn't it? Fooling ourselves amidst and inside of ourselves...

Care, as always,


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