If I Feel Like It—Rational Proof that the Universe Is Perfect

What about this:

Every calculation science has ever made pointed to one thing.

That the universe must be contracting.

Then Hubble discovered it was expanding.

And not only expanding but expanding at an ever increasing rate.

How do you like them apples.

So literally everything we think we know is as wrong as the day is long.

But do we admit it? Re-evaluate our methods and assumptions?

No, we don't.

What Hubble discovered was that the universe is primarily--and most powerfully--a rapidly growing consciousness. Scientists call it dark energy or imaginary energy--because they could neither see, smell, measure or capture this thing.

This thing that was moving every iota of energy and every ounce of matter in a manner completely contrary to the laws of science.

This whatever that violated the laws of thermodynamics, E=mcsquared, the laws of the conservation of matter and energy, the laws of gravity--you know, the laws of science.

And this is radical enough to say again. There is something in this universe that science knows nothing about that is more essential AND more powerful than all the energy and matter combined.

Which means that there are blades of grass that hold more concrete knowledge and power than all the colleges, universities and institutions combined.

For those who know how to access it.

This was after 100 years of thinking that the universe was primarily a closed system with energy as it's main component.

Remember Einstein? He told us that even matter was really energy.

So now we're being told that even energy is really imagination. Or consciousness.

Or magic. Or voodoo. Something.

And--most importantly--we're being told that this consciousness is growing and expanding no matter what we do!!

Let's back up for one moment.

When everyone was running around hitting each other on the head with sticks (a couple thousand years ago, not when you were 12)--back then, we assumed that sticks were more real than emotions, or energy or thought. Getting hit controlled the emotion, not the other way around.

More tangible equals more real, right? Stick and rock--or Hummer if you like--more tangible and more real--more powerful--than contentment and safety.

Quantum physics changed all that. And those with great sticks sat up and took notice when the creative geeks exploded a bomb that went boom bigge than anything anyone could have previously imagined.

And it's no mistake that that discovery came first in a relatively free country. Consciousness, like any learning, thrives in free circumstances and wilts rapidly under sticks and rock--even cultural ones (maybe especially cultural ones).

So, where as the masters of crafts had ruled the material age, masters of energy came to rule the quantum age. Wizards like Tesla, Edison and Oppenheimer.

But it was precisely these wizard's quantum measurements--their spells--that told us the universe should be contracting.

Just like quantum physics' cultural counterpart--posst-modernism--tells us that everything has been done. And that there are no messages, just mediums.

A bit arrogant, but hey, it looks cool.

Then came Hubble.

Ka-blewie!

And blew that shit to kingdom come.

Only this realization hasn't gone anywhere in the ten years it's been around.

Neither science nor popular culture has become more optimistic.

Or even really expanded?

If the nature of the universe was growth--and our calculations' accuracy had nothing to do with the rate of growth, then why weren't we getting inevitable happier? Richer?

Better?

Why?

In the material age, nothing could save your ass. You worked until you die and if you had crossed every t and dotted every i maybe--maybe--there'd be a spot in Heaven for you.

If that is, you worshipped the right god.

In the quantum age, our gurus told us it was our intention. That if we thought the right things and acted with a relatively pure heart, we had a shot to--get this--enjoy ourselves right here on earth.

The path was narrow (as a razor's edge to be exact), but with all the energetic assistance one could muster it was thought possible to become enlightened right here on earth. Or retire at least.

After paying copious dues of course.

And if--big if--you chose the right guru, corporation and college.

Otherwise you were duped, and had traded all your worldly possessions for a cheap beaded necklace (that's what the Bagwan Rashneesh's followers did before he fled the country being pursued by federal agents--in a plane I believe).

Or a lame IRA invested in the wrong mutual fund. (They do invest IRA in mutual funds, don't they? I've never had one--or even a real income while I've figured this shit out.)

Somehow, somewhere, we promised ourselves, this equation equaled out to unconditional love, but no one really knew the math.

Actually, it had equaled unconditional love for a couple thousand years. It just got revoked for your own good--or something--if you murdered, thought impure thoughts, were mean, or had the wrong intention.

Or didn't know the answer to some half-drunk Zen master's koan. (Ikkyu's the only zen cat I believe--mostly because he wrote poems about getting his dick sucked and closing up the abbey and blowing off his paperwork so he could go hang out with the fishermen.)

So it was unconditional--but no fun. However that made sense.

More work and eventually really more fun, but not more fun now.

And it was always now and never eventually.

But Hubble seems to have crushed all this with one fell observation.

Look at it this way.

Each time we've had a paradigm shift, we've come to understand the universe's true power as less tangible and easier to manipulate.

We've also come to understand it as more enjoyable, with more leisure time and with better relationships and intimacy.

The quantum age gurus will tell you that it's relatively easy to be happy--or have anything you want. But they'll still make your ass adhere to a system.

--Usually theirs.

Management gurus are no different.

Prosperity--profits--are easier, but you still must toe the easier line. (You can end that with boy--or bitch--if you like.)

Which means they're all still dealing with a conditional universe. Conditional gods. Conditional relationships and impermanent and inefficient solutions.

Which, just like Einstein's quantum understandings, will eventually be proven wrong.

Why?

Because the universe is unconditional. It's a consciousness--or something--that's expanding in every direction and in every way despite what we do, feel or think--good or bad.

And the rate at which it's expanding is increasing as well.

In a very real sense, every religion and guru has always told us that we were powerful--that the nature of the universe was completely decentralized--but the means by which they sought to bring that condition about fell short.

Because their plans were implemented with the mistaken understanding that it wasn't already true.

If someone tells you you're powerful and you believe it because of them, then the best you can get is a better heirarchy.

To really be powerful, you must believe yourself--despite what everyone else says.

No guru can set you free. And no book can show you the right way to live.

If we are powerful--if the nature of the universe is decentralized and omnipotent--then we are ALREADY so.

And anyone who addresses us as if we need something will likely only confuse the very consciousness that serves our energetic and material growth.

Which means that every school, every test, every mentor and therapist, every training session--every bit of doubt--helps us only in that we are forced to confront and dismiss greater temporary outside sources to gain greater access to our permanent inner certainty.

Which seems like a whole lot of work to me.

But makes complete sense if you realize that even our most efficient systems are estimated to be running at around 15% efficiency.

But..

Most importantly..

This means that we don't need ANYTHING to be saved, enlightened, rich, beautiful, or anything else.

Both the material and the quantum ages were based on an assumption that the world was limited. A closed set for you math folks out there.

The rules of energy conservation means that nothing can be gained or lost ever.

And that entropy rules.

But this is obviously false if the universe if growing in every way.

Look at it this way. If the universe is primarily consciousness, then the LAST way in which it's growing is the one that Hubble discovered--the physical, dimensional way.

The first way in which it's growing is in consciousness. (The second probably energetically).

And a consciousness growing in every way, at an increasingly rapid rate—that started out complete and in control itself--must be a beautiful thing indeed.

God is literally getting bigger and more powerful.

And more decentralized.

But I still haven't gotten to the best part of this.

If the universe is primarily consciousness, interested in growing, and all matter and energy is literally a byproduct of this process, then there literally is no pain.

And there is no hurt.

There is no loss, or damage, or death.

These are all illusions--again, just like the best gurus told us at their best times.

Illusions we've freely chosen to explore in order to learn and grow even more powerful.

Which means that once we've learned, we're free to discard them.

Or anything else we so desire.

And, again, this isn't some airy-fairy stuff. This is what our top scientists have discovered through methodical research.

This is the cutting edge not of metaphysics, but of reason. (As if Hubble's discovery didn't also prove that reason was just another branch of loosy-goosy metaphysics).

All of which means, that our natural state is prosperity, love, health, wholeness, happiness, joy, contentment, relaxation, calm, purposefulness--and every other superlative we can think of.

And becoming more so every moment.

ONLY.

Only growing.

We are literally already perfect and getting more so.

Period.

Nothing else.

Not only do we never shrink, but the rate at which we grow is constantly growing.

Just like the universe.

But here's the kicker--as we are part of this consciousness, we can choose to ally ourselves with our true nature or fight against it.

None of which will slow us down, of course.

All the conflict and friction in the world serves no purpose but to speed our growth and understanding.

And the only way to speed it is to realize our true nature as imaginative, free, powerful, loving beings.

--To ally ourselves with the unified nature of the uni-verse.

We don't call it the dispar-verse.

We call it the uni-verse.

Because it's all one.

Which means that we don't need to wait for politicians, or the end of global warming--or to stop kicking the dog when we want to get through the damn door--before we're perfectly, perfectly happy.

But may mean that by being perfectly happy we'll naturally and easily solve every other problem we have.

On the way to doing what we want and being who we feel like.

Put it this way.

What's the solution to a traffic jam caused by a car crash?

To ban car crashes?

To set up curtains around them and have extra lanes everywhere? (Portable curtains or screens are my idea, by the way--send me royalties and you can have a multi-million dollar business.)

To work longer hours at driver education?

No--the solution is not to do more but to do less..

Global warming doesn't require concerts and reports and campaigns and fund-raising t-shirts. In fact, those may just speed the problem.

Our biggest problems are now ones that must be approached through easier means.

By doing less--which incidentally, is exactly what we want.

And we've gotten so turned around that we can't allow ourselves to do what we want.

Because now every damn concert is for a good cause.

And we just want to stay home.

The West's greatest challenge.

To stay home and chill.

How could we possibly be more valuable doing less?

Simple..

You just don't look at the car crash.

Or any so-called problem, lack or issue.

You don't need to address is, fix it or study it.

Just ignore it.

Keep doing what you do.

Maintain an unbroken line of faith.

There isn't even anything to be learned.

What's to be learned?

The only thing you could learn from a car crash is to pay more attention to your driving.

And you'll only learn that by looking at it and running into the car ahead of you.

So why not just do what you wanted to in the first place.

And continue on to where you originally set off to?

You're not going to stop and start a relationship with the crashees are you?

You're not going to see if the cops need help are you?

So why?

Why look?

Is your life really so barren that some blood and pain and wrenched metal would make it better?

Because if you believe it so, then you've already eliminated your own ability to make it so.

And you are already imagining more car crashes would teach you that you really don't need them.

Fine if you like work and errands, I'll be at home with my feet up.

Or doing whatever else I feel like.

I've done ten years of research--rational, emotional and physical--and ignoring it is the only thing that makes sense.

Given that we live in an unconditional world.

And already are everything we're ever going to be.

Everything we want is coming for us already.

Unavoidably--inexplicabaly.

Because it's what we want.

We don't need to pray, do the math, figure it out or get a better education.

Unless, of course, that's what we want.

We don't need to do anything.

It's coming for us.

Being delivered.

And the rate at which it's coming is increasing every day.

Constantly.

No matter what we do, think, believe, feel or imagine.

So what would you do if even greater prosperity, love, enjoyment and better sex was coming for you?

If your life had been getting better every day and would continue to do so?

NO matter what you did!

Would you stay home?

Blow some cash?

Jack off?

Would you get more porn?

Take more walks?

Eat out more?

Rent a few movies you'd been ashamed to rent?

Tell the truth to your boss?

Or do nothing?

And remember, you don't have to do anything.

There is literally no pressure.

Just desire.

Would you wait for your dreams to show up on your doorstep?

Or did you want to feel what it's like to actually write a song?

Pitch a screenplay?

Did you want to be an artist in practice and not just theory?

Would you knock out a few pieces of low hanging fruit while you waited?

Or stand firm until exactly what you wanted showed up?

The big stuff.

The mansion, the supermodel and the world-wide adulation?

The permanent intimate contentment and eubulient well-being?

Would you even bother to spell check?

Because it's coming faster than you can imagine.

Oh, you've been waiting forever, you say.

It must be waiting that's part of the problem!

Not at all.

Check it out.

The material age lasted approximately 700,000 years.

It was all of human history before Einstein.

It took us that long to master matter and get to learning about energy--or in human terms--mastering basic health and nutrition and getting to emotion.

And emotion--or energy--took us a hundred years to master.

Not a bad rate of increase.

Which means, that conservatively, we can project that mastering our imagination will take, what, ten years?

One year?

A month?

So wait or whatever--the MOST important part is to do WHATEVER you think, feel, guess or imagine important whenever--at the moment or yesterday.

You do not need to be present, clear or informed.

That's the most important thing you can do or be.

What you feel like.

In the previous ages, we were conditioned to believe that we were flawed--and that our ideosynchrasies were proof.

Therefore, if we're waiters, or hyper, or slow, or concerned, or neurotic, or lazy--or whatever--that's where we were most wrong. --Where we deviated from the norm.

But, if we're all perfect for what we're here to be and do.

For what we're already bo-ing.

Then if we do it slowly, or tiredly, or with a lisp--or whatever--then that's how we're supposed to boing it.

Unless of course, we don't feel like it.

In which case it's already on it's way out anyway.

And, in fact, cannot be maintained as we, and the universe, grow naturally.

I know it's hard to believe.

Writing it I'm shaking my head in disbelief as well.

But this is where I got rationally. By giving up on what I wanted to believe and applying what I could find to be truest in the outside world.

Believe me, I've gone kicking and screaming.

All I wanted was my design business, to DJ a couple nights a week, a banging wife, some action a couple times a week and a plate of pasta primavera.

If there was anything I had given up on it was saving the world.

And to chuck my findings now, after going through every step of the very concrete math fourteen times, would be insanity itself.

Science has disproven itself. Our assumptions on which we've built every institution, society, culture and corporation are wrong.

Not wrong as in bad, just entirely inefficient.

And we're more than welcome to keep at it.

If we feel like working harder for diminishing returns.

But why not just skate to easy street?

That's what I'm doing.

This is what every religion, prophet, guru and child has taught us at their best.

That nothing is required.

That the world is absolutely unconditional.

So what if it's taken us 700,000 years of car crashes to figure it out.

What else would 700,000 years of car crashes--and war, rape, torture, genocide and famine--be worth?

And to get to this point, I've lived a highly conditional life.

I've eaten a highly restricted diet, spent over 1500 hours at the gym in the last 5 years.

None of which I "wanted to do" by any stretch of any imagination.

I stopped drinking and smoking, drinking caffeine and eating almost all sugar--including from fruit.

I've walked certain ways and worn certain clothes--etc., etc. Dated certain people, not dated certain people.

And I can almost guarantee that I won't be smoshing a piece of blackberry pie with ice cream tonight.

Which is what I'd likely do if I believed the world unconditional in every manner and sense always and permanently.

And maybe it's exactly that belief--holding on to itself in the quantum realm--that makes itself true.

So maybe I'll have to go get that pie.

But either way it shouldn't slow anything down ultimately (though if it slows me down temporally, I might pass next time--which is why I don't eat it in the first place).

It's an interesting prospect--total freedom.

And our imaginations being in closest harmony with what's really going on in the universe.

And preceding everything else--both emotional and physical..

Both energetic and material.

It's obvious from a corporate standpoint that our imagination precedes every product--or even every deadly boring report--and every single dollar of value added.

And it's getting more and more obvious from a personal standpoint that our mind precedes our emotions and health..

(If you've ever suffered from depression, you may know that they go straight to work on your ideas--The Feeling Good Handbook, which is a minor miracle, simply has one write out reasonably how things are. With the negative imagination thus disabled, feeling better is immediate and often lasting..)

And this was one of the places I originally started.

I was depressed and doing these exercises at the behest of my shrink.

And didn't see rationally why going from -4 to -1 or zero on the emotional scale should be any different than going from zero to +24.

And staying there.

If movement was possible, that is.

If our imagination was in charge, then let it be so.

And if "doing the work" when I felt broken made me a bit better, though not fixed, then why not just start from better and work to get ecstatic?

And as soon as I figured this out, I realized I didn't really need to do the exercises.

Because I had cracked the code.

And just learned to let the thoughts that were crashing me to -4 in the first place go like the car crashes they were.

Instead of paying attention to them and starting a feedback loop.

--An inefficient traffic jam that served--at best--only to teach me not to look at car crashes.

It was less work, but initially more of a challenge.

I had put a lot of emphasis on focusing on what I didn't want. What the world wasn't. What I wasn't.

And to ignore all that I needed some new cud to chew.

To admit my desires and get into--way into--what I wanted.

And leaving all my critiques of society, myself and others behind felt like just what it was--death.

And getting into what I wanted made me feel like just what it made me--a baby.

A beginner.

An amateur.

Powerless.

Vulnerable.

With book, directions, and exercises involved in avoiding the negative it had been easy.

Now I set off on my own, pathless and alone.

I tried to become an expert of myself, but that was short-lived.

Maybe taking responsibility is what we're avoiding with our gurus and consultants and self-help?

Maybe it's control itself we're up against.

Only we can't control it, we've got to love and support it into relaxation.

From there, it became clear that it wasn't the work that was working but that getting rid of clutter allowed a natural bounty to be enjoyed with greater clarity and duration.

And from there it became clear that my baseline mood--or state--whatever, was as pleasurable as I allowed it to be.

Kind of a radical thought.

So right now I have the same thought that I would imagine an ever growing universal consciousness has almost permanently:

What's not possible?

And the answer MUST be: nothing.

To which I follow, with my very human concern:

What do I need to do?

And the answer must be:

NOthing.

Who must I be?

What must I change?

Who must I tell?

Nothing.

Nothing.

No one.

Unless, of course, I feel like it.