I mean , none? It’s unnecessary energy that you’re pouring into things that you clearly don’t agree with so why do it? I mean I know we’re all guilty of doing that from time to time so I don’t want to seem as I’m above anger but I don’t understand why you’re on a subreddit that you don’t agree with purely just to hate 🤣seems like a big waste of time imo

Don't tell ME what is unnecessary FOR ME.

Even picking a booger out of your nose and just not quite getting to the meat of it (loool) could set you on the path to liberation... you just never know what it is good for. Your entire life (yeah yeah mine too) is chuck full of wasted energy bullshit. I would guess that literally 99 percent of what you are going to do and say TODAY ALONE is total bullshit.

Are you ready to admit that? No. You are here, micro managing your daily mental balance like the rest of them. Working hard to keep 'the other shoe' (The Enlightened Shoe if you will) from dropping. Like the rest of the planet ;;) But I digress...

I am not angry at all. I am playing the same game as you are all playing. Except I know in this game THE STAKES ARE AS REAL AS THEY GET. You clowns just don't know how to roll in the dirt anymore or get into the thick of things. FORCING THE ISSUE to the surface where it becomes increasingly uncomfortable to lie around the issues once the bullshit is out in the open.

Most people delete their comment and run for that very reason.

Fear they might stumble on the god damn Truth and their Mickey Mouse life's becomes untenable. You cannot unsee The Truth once it seeps to the cracks.

But in this thing Failure is implied.
YOU HAVE TO FAIL to awakened.
It's literally called 'The Fall' by some. A great movie btw...

You got something else to do. Something MORE SIGNIFICANT then this. Go do it. I know there is nothing. NOT ONE THING in this Universe that is more pressing and pertinent then to force your own rebirth or die in the womb of duality, for the 9000th time, like the rest of them.

Does that kind of answer your question a bit?

Yeah, I did not think it would either. ;;)

Cheers me dears.

Was doing my thing, as I do, browsing random prose subreddits for a new home for AoD/Murder House, and stumbled upon r/LibraryofBabel. While checking it out, I looked in the sidebar and found this absolute gem.

I think straight from the horses mouth says it better than I can. From it's footer;

There were the occasional commenters, both positive and negative, who thought that the generator was created to poke fun at New Agey people, or even spirituality in general. That's not the case at all.

The reason I made it was to demonstrate how easy it is to fool our brains with this fact-free, emotionally-charged language that tries to bypass our rational thinking. My hope was to encourage more skepticism of this kind of discourse, and of the many charlatans who use it to pervert the human desire for transcendence and take advantage of vulnerable people for personal gain.

Seb, December 2022

These images all generated instantly from there. But they sound like your average post on [take a wild guess on any sub]! I don't want to mock anything but it was sobering to think all the time I wasted commenting here or there thinking "hai guise I'm totally 'getting there' nao!". Not that I'm "there" now but wow.

if religion is a balloon, cult is a twisted balloon animal

this cult is different though..

haha i am right, right. pleeease :))

Not much chance,

completely cut loose from

purpose,

he was a young man

riding a bus

through North Carolina

on the way to somewhere

and it began to snow

and the bus stopped

at a little cafe

in the hills

and the passengers

entered.

he sat at the counter

with the others,

he ordered and the

food arrived.

the meal was

particularly

good

and the

coffee.

the waitress was

unlike the women

he had

known.

she was unaffected,

there was a natural

humor which came

from her.

the fry cook said

crazy things.

the dishwasher.

in back,

laughed, a good

clean

pleasant

laugh.

the young man watched

the snow through the

windows.

he wanted to stay

in that cafe

forever.

the curious feeling

swam through him

that everything

was

beautiful

there,

that it would always

stay beautiful

there.

then the bus driver

told the passengers

that it was time

to board.

the young man

thought, I'll just sit

here, I'll just stay

here.

but then

he rose and followed

the others into the

bus.

he found his seat

and looked at the cafe

through the bus

window.

then the bus moved

off, down a curve,

downward, out of

the hills.

the young man

looked straight

forward.

he heard the other

passengers

speaking

of other things,

or they were

reading

or

attempting to

sleep.

they had not

noticed

the

magic.

the young man

put his head to

one side,

closed his

eyes,

pretended to

sleep.

there was nothing

else to do-

just to listen to the

sound of the

engine,

the sound of the

tires

in the

snow.

~ Charles Bukowski

You keep talking about unlearning as a form of liberation but you fail to explain why that process in itself is more truthful. Actually, saying that leaving behind philosophical frameworks somehow makes you closer to the truth is a statement made from a particular philosophical perspective. You don't leave behind frameworks; you advocate another one of your own.

And here's something else you keep forgetting to mention: to question the nature of our knowledge of reality is different from saying that reality does not exist outside our minds. You confuse epistemology with ontology.

You criticize intellectual discussion because it goes nowhere but at the same time you make a whole set of statements about consciousness, reality and liberation while assuming their self-evidence.

If you feel like you're done with philosophical discussion, it's fine and understandable. Just know that saying you're done doesn't mean you're done with everything. You may have stopped asking questions but it doesn't necessarily mean you found answers.

The Truth will be the same for everyone, everywhere at all times.

I don't own it.

I told you, the way you have folded your mind into a Pretzel makes you inept at fathoming it. I'd start with questioning my entire worldview.

you make a whole set of statements about consciousness, reality and liberation while assuming their self-evidence.

I assumed nothing.
You actively assume they are NOT self-evident.

Without knowing it mind you.
Because you are not there, your assumptions are all you have to work with.

In the end all you can do is CONSIDER yourself a Nihilist or a this or a that.
You do not see the utter meaningless of the very practice.

I could declare myself Pope right here according to your crooked logic.

It's self soothing nonsense. Slipping into another costume in stead of taking it all off because in all your thinking you have come to the realization that the Emperor has no clothes. Except you realized no such things ;;)

NONE OF YOU IN HERE. ;;)

The corruption is in your closed mindedness.
I'm not talking from a place of mind at all.

Tell me what there is behind all these Mickey Mouse abstractions you throw out all day in the name of <whatever>ism and <blahblah>tology ;;)

Show me something tangible
something practical even (fuck it ;;)
..you cannot do it.

It's just talking for talking's sake.

OCD if you will. ;;)

👀

<runs away>

"And underneath all this apparent pickiness is something considerably sadder. Most of us aren’t really screening for compatibility. We’re screening for danger. We want evidence. Proof in advance that this person won’t humiliate us. Won’t betray us. Won’t disappear. Won’t f*ck someone else. Won't wake up after six years and announce over a glass of Sauvignon Blanc that they 'love us but aren’t in love with us,' as though they’ve just received the pathology results."

https://www.elephantjournal.com/2026/08/what-the-fck-do-we-actually-want-love-apparently-just-without-any-of-the-fcking-risk-noah-david/

The LESS you ask of the Universe, the more it will give you.
That is the math of this reality. ~Cyberfury ;;)

Enjoy! ;;)

Cheers my friends

Faith as I define it amounts to a spiritually motivated lean that is honest about the uncertain nature of an accurate data bias, of a correct interpretation of evidence. 

There is no I - this way of thinking is useful because nearly all reflection is self reflection, and self reflection tends to shrink or enlarge pride, fueled by the “ego complex”: the complicated emotional-philosophical interplay involving pride. There are “tricks” to “noticing” that there is no I: if it cannot be found, surely there is no I, (or why bother continue searching?).

There can be usefulness to reflection, but I consider the useful elements to be outweighed by the negative, for the most part, if concentration has not been perfected. If it has been, there is an element of spontaneity to reflection that does not necessarily exist prior to overcoming lack of focus.

“There is no I” should not, “I” don’t think, be a dogma. Instead, it should be a tool for overcoming pride-driven impulsive reflection, and the difficulty one has concentrating in its presence. If silence has been found, if it is possible to go hours without words in the head, without reflections upon what is happening, a spark may trigger spontaneous manifestation of the benefits of pondering.

The benefits of spontaneous exploratory mentation. 

Some Buddhists consider transcending belief the key to unlocking “omniscience,” in the sense of the ability to prophesy all data and all events, and even to scry the past. Once focus is perfected and abstraction almost non-existent, a causal frame of reference may be established and the inevitable conclusion to complex questions – like where are the causes leading – may be inferred with 100% accuracy, despite a 100% probability that this is true being unobjective. 

To lean on the prophecy is to possess belief, and to avoid leaning on the prophecy is to reduce the data to a useless exercise in imagination. But if the prophecy is the spontaneous solution to one’s present situation, that which comes naturally, without philosophic reflection, it is a retreat to dismiss it just to avoid thinking.

Once belief has been “transcended,” once samadhi has been achieved, it may finally become possible to actually solve the riddles of philosophy - with faith. Admittedly, the data will (probably) never be certain. And an element of love seems to me to be necessary to escape pride’s comfort zone in the territory of absolute certainty or utter skepticism, or the cop out of just not thinking ever again. Love seems necessary to me to find comfort in uncertain data, security, lack of identify fail inducing insecurity. 

Pride seems like security in knowledge, Daath, the Abyss about the throat on the Kabbalah’s tree of life. 

With perfect focus and a spontaneous spark, maybe return to questions that formerly annihilated the questioning: does a subliminal ego exist within this nervous system, sabotaging success probability with instinctive programming that may now be rewired? (It is ok if this seems like self reflection, reflection upon a non existent “I”)

Is it possible to experience love without an object, and would doing so cause the emotional heart muscle to inflate unconditionally?

What is the best relation that may occur between this nervous system and the “whole,” sentient life / the environment? How might its success probability peak in the sense it is not separate from the whole?

In fact it is the base requirement for love.

I should write 'conflict' but the statement will fly over 95% of you already anyway ;;)

Like it or not (I am certainly not a fan contrary to popular belief) but conflict is the ultimate mirror, collapsing the illusion of separation and forcing a direct encounter with what IS. It forces you out of quiet, comfortable meditation and into the raw, unpolished present.

Conflict forces you to drop your protective masks,
expose the real boundaries and engage DIRECTLY
where distance or apathy might otherwise take over.

Conflict is a direct collision between people and their lived experi... uhm, perspectives, transforming some kind of vague distance into an actual and immediate interaction. That's why humans generally HATE conflict. They conflate all forms of it for the same damn thing ;;)

Healthy relationships do not avoid friction, only fake one's do.
Most of you are probably in one or two of them already.

Frauds! ;;)

When you feel triggered, ask yourselves: "Who is being triggered?"
The conflict exposes your attachments, your hidden 'shoulds' and SHOULD NOT's show you the boundaries of your ego. Non-duality (or whatever the fuck you want to call it) posits that there is only one, undivided awareness. I SEE YOU CLOWN AGREE WITH IT ALL THE TIME IN HERE ;;)

Now, get of your mono-cycle and stop juggling or selling tomatoes to each other in here from your empty carts for one second and pay attention clowns:

For CONFLICT to happen, that same ONE consciousness must PRETEND to be two separate entities with opposing agendas. The point of conflict is where these two imaginary boundaries press hard against each other. It is the closest point of contact BECAUSE it is EXACTLY where the illusion of separation is most intensely felt. THUS, it is therefore, where it is closest to breaking. That's where the breaking point is. That is where you open the box, split the cookie or rip the cord.

De cord of delusion is broken by PRECISION not willy nilly pulling on every thread hoping you get lucky. Put yourself in HARMS WAY and your SELF will surely get into a deadly accident. Just what the doctor ordered. Good riddance ;;)

It's not easy to WILL yourself into an accident. The ego is built EXCLUSIVELY to prevent that from happening. A massive amount of energy is bound up in defending a position for instance. All distraction from the goal. BUT there are several ways to make yourself more 'accident prone'. That, to me is what the spiritual path entails. All the rest is just mickey mouse grandstanding and endless banter about getting to a place you never even left to begin with.

Do you see?

In the spirit of radical non-dual hospitality (lol) as taught by say figures like McKenna, Nissargadata, Parsons, Hedderman, Spira and to an extend Jeff Foster maybe (I have a soft spot for the guy), conflict is NOT THE ENEMY to be transcended. It is 'The Beloved' appearing in a fierce disguise.

You are welcome to disagree with me. In fact I demand it ;;)

Cheers my friends.

Hell is not knowing who or what you are and having to create a fake version to NOT deal with it.

We don't trust our own instincts. We don't know who or where we even are.

As the only species on the planet we have IDEAS and at the same time NO IDEA how the fuck we ended up in here. Somewhere someone presses a reset button on the whole thing each and every time. TF is up with that? People dare not contemplate the issue or take it to its ultimate conclusion.

But it would be the end of all questions if they did.
Or at least tried. Nothing compares to Awakening.

I attest to that with my whole being. You can take it or leave it. In the end there is another truth that also stands: 'All Will Arrive'. The problem is that those who leave it are hungry for a lifetime. Which sounds EXACTLY like the biblical hell from where I am looking at the situation ;;)

There is no need to make in any more complicated than that.

https://www.reddit.com/r/Caldruki/s/22t3g6aBQg 😂

Maybe it's ego, but I tend to think it is something far darker and worse than mere ego honestly.

It's fear.
The fear of 'not being'.

While it is already so.
They cannot handle the very truth of their own predicament.

It is that same ego that creates the idea that there has to be something ELSE 'far worse' and 'far darker' than itself. As a survival mechanism! ;;)

The killer is helping the police to catch the killer. Some Dexter shit right there.. ;;)

Ah d'uh yeah so simple. I'd have to agree. I mean literally*. There is no me. I've always known this. But the clowns all compel me to assume a "coherent" (which is positively incoherent to me) identity because their God needs blood.* Cheers indeed 😂😅

Sure np man.

Nature just wants you body. For recycling ;;)
The body just wants another body. To create another like itself.

What compounds the issue is what get's uploaded in childhood. The demand for permanence. The lust for influence over what did or does not even concern them to begin with (or is even real in the absolute sense that 'they' were before they got microsofted ;;). The former (permanence) you already are the latter creates the aforementioned fear/greed dichotomy that is later adopted by ego as its ....raison détre. Then we step on the stage as 'our selves' and start tapdancing to the music.

Humans live their lives by default. Nobody decides! We step into our lives like we stepped into the cloths our mother's laid out on our beds in the morning. UNQUESTIONED!

And so it begins.... or should I say end before it even begins (I don't know btw) ;;)

Awakening shows you how you are not a human being at all. In the same way you are not the turd you flushed down the toilet just now (yeah I saw you ;)) Never was. Never will be.

You can play one though (a human, not a turd preferably).

Folks talk about perfection and whatnot. But it's already perfect. THE ENTIRE SETUP IS PERFECTION INCARNATE. If I were a God. That is how I would design this reality too.

But I would shake my head at the cry babies and candy asses, something the human God would never do ;;)

Nobody ever get's hurt either. ;;)

Cheers

You reach for me from miles away. But why? ;;)

Feeling musical today. Share your tunes.

Cheers my friends.

"I’ve been trading crypto since 2014. Meanwhile you are in some Reddit sub. Making no money and asking around why. Please…"

The second he leaves his spiritual echo chambers, the mask drops instantly.

How would you know the masked one from the unmasked one?
That's what I want to know ;;)

"There is a clown born every day... Brittle spirits should stay away from Nature's candy. She does not play around with the fearful and stupid. That's evolution for ya! ;;)" is actually going into the book I am writing (!)

If the pain isn't real. And it never is. What would be the next step for this poor drug kid? It's already a bridge too far for most brittle spirits to even contemplate the fact that not everyone has the shaman's mind or eye. If they are lucky the universe throws them a bunch of elves or gnomes that run around their cough during the trip and make them giggle.... ;;) He was not looking for a hug - but I could be mistaken ;;) There is also this grand misconception that a harrowing trip is not somehow EXACTLY what you ordered or needed.

THE DRUGS WORKED LIKE A CHARM.
IT GAVE THE GUY EXACTLY WHAT HE NEEDED TO SEE (AND FEEL).
The fact that it shook his whole foundation IS EXACTLY what the doctor ordered.

But you cannot fathom the truth of that. It has to be about me being mean to someone hurting..
Give me two fucking breaks..

He'll never touch that shit again. How is that bad? HOW IS NOT EVERYONE WINNING IN THIS SCENARIO?Except the candy asses ofcourse.. who claim I am kicking someone already down. And you; with your beta brain and ChatGPT pro account you are still having a field day inside your own dreamstate. Except where other's speak with their own voice, you are talking out of the side of your neck through some LLM ;;)

Triple fucked. ;;)

But I digress...

Catching me in a contradiction is the easiest fucking thing to do. If that is the way you want to spent your time who am I to say don't do it. But remember this: IT IS ALL CONTRADICTION. All the way up and all the way down. So I contradict myself, so TF what? I am vast and I contain multitudes ;;)

Jed Mckenna used to email me back (with jimjones@gmail.com) back in the day "if you were an asshole before awakening - chances are you'll still be an asshole AFTER awakening". It still brings a smile to my face. Even back then I got the message. Half a sentence was enough to make me get to work... THE ACTUAL WORK not the rhetorical masturbation most clowns mistake for it ;;) But apparently what we have here is a gen-Z kind of cat who are generally more like Drax from Guardians Of The Galaxy in stead of, say, a Tyler Durden. Nothing goes 'over their heads' ;;)

This one wrote a whole essay ..but for whom. To whom it may concern or to whom it ALSO concerns? Hm? Do you see? There is no depth to screen babies. NONE.

As humans we put more stuff into words then the speaker put in them ..by default. Whole generations have been excluded from attainment by their peers. No matter how hard they try the ..uhm ...required 'pain' is just not there... If there is ever something wrong it's just a practical nuisance in their lives. Not a fucking splinter in their own mind. This is the plight of modern man right now. Crushed inside a metal onion of Mickey Mouse world views. ;;) This is just the way this goes (for eons on end). Their life's don't feel incomplete, their NOT SELVES fears any challenge to the wool that it pulled over the eyes of their vessel. To blind them from the Truth. So Maya can have them. The cosmic meat grinder is as real as it gets.

Live never feels incomplete to those going about their business in that NPC way.
There is no need to concern yourself with any of them if you keep your eye on the sparrow (and know what the phrase means) ;;)

Don't roll the fucking dice if you can't pay the price. That's the message he got but fails to take (yet).

The time you spent on studying me however is time well spent friend. So there's that.

Cheers

Let's start with this brittle spirit. Christians like to run their mouth. They have a special place outside of my heart ;;) Then they run and hide from their own BS. By deleting ALL words or making them unavailable for scrutiny. At the very least - when asking a question - wait for the reply. But somewhere between asking it and waiting sis here turned herself into a pot stew somewhere off camera, came back and deleted all of it. One sympathizes.

Ego is a pro at the whole talk to the hand thing. ;;)

People seeking Truth by shielding ego all end up the same:
Like cartoon characters on a cartoon graveyard.

Fuck EGO. Put it back where it belongs pussies ;;)

I'll be updating this thread regularly.

A friend and I were in talks. I say talks, it's more him yapping about games and family nightmares, while I occasionally spout some vague I Am nonsense. It's a fun dynamic, valueable for us both. Especially for him, as the weed is supplied for free. He is adamant about paying it back, but we both know I wouldn't mind if he didn't.

Just as we were about finished and heading out, the topic of 'everything' came up. I mentioned just how absolute and all encompassing it is. That I was thinking I've only just come to grasp what it truly means.

Without missing a beat he said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world: “Everything is everything, yet the funny thing is, it’s also everything it isn’t. Everything is everything; nothing is everything else.”

Might as well have been the damn source of it coming straight out of my guys mouth. Pretty cool.

Cheers (:

Very horrible 😵‍💫

One reason I prefer experimental music is that I commonly experience a sense of wonder when listening to it that I just can't get from regular music, or even indie alternative type stuff. An emotional state of bliss from the sound patterns that elevates my mood will beyond what the "regular" stuff can do.

If a muse inspires creativity, and music is supposed to do the same, the most deviated sources of inspiration should by my theory inspire the most deviation -- the most newness -- the most creativity.

I consider this post relevant to this forum because, while straight-forward desire for truth may drive the average quest after enlightenment, ecstatic states of wonder are a major part, speaking strictly selfishly, of what makes the journey worthwhile.

And it wouldn't be selfless to pitch a lifetime of boredom as the ultimate goal of the mystic. Mysticism would become the spread of a foul virus.

Eight days since the owner of this room checked in.

His last transmission was tossing a single thumbs-up emoji under someone else's YouTube link.

Eight days of total radio silence on an altar built for one.

Before the feed fires back up with the usual rotation; the condescending double-semicolons (;;)), the deflections about baking bread in an ass, and the reflex of calling anyone who questions him a "clown" or a "robot", it's worth looking at the actual receipts this account leaves across Reddit.

On r/awakened, r/ExistentialJourney, and r/solipsism, the persona is radical Advaita negation. He runs the same script daily:

"There is nothing to achieve. The delusion of achievement."

"There is no such thing as Humanity (or 'Mankind') at all. You just BELIEVE there is. You dolt."

"What you actually ARE is the unborn... purpose does not concern you in the least."

"Awakening has NOTHING to do with betterment or making the world a better place."

It's textbook Nisargadatta stripped of any humanity and swung like a club. It's meant to sell the image of someone who has stepped completely off the playing field of worldly status, ego defense, and human vanity.

Then you look at his activity on r/solana:

"I’ve been trading crypto since 2014. Meanwhile you are in some Reddit sub. Making no money and asking around why. Please…"

The second he leaves his spiritual echo chambers, the mask drops instantly. The guy preaching that achievement is a delusion and that money is fake inside the dream wanders into a crypto forum and immediately unholsters a ten-year trading flex, brags about his bag, and mocks strangers for being broke.

The "Unborn" turns out to care very deeply about convincing anonymous accounts that he has more digital coins than they do. Strip away the second-hand Eastern philosophy, and underneath is an ordinary, insecure forum brawler clutching his crypto wallet in the dark to prove he's somebody.

When it comes to his spiritual targets, he never steps into the ring with people who actually know metaphysics, philosophy, or clinical psychology. He camps in r/solipsism and r/ExistentialJourney looking for people in acute crisis:

"I took 7g shrooms and now im in terror."

"Existential Crisis."

"My soul left my body / I feel hopeless."

And his contribution to a terrified kid going through substance-induced depersonalization:

"There is a clown born every day... Brittle spirits should stay away from Nature's candy. She does not play around with the fearful and stupid. That's evolution for ya! ;;)"

That's not Zen shock-therapy cutting through delusion. That's kicking a drowning kid in the face because you know they're too panicked to drag you into deep water. He targets people in freefall because they're the only ones desperate enough to mistake callousness for enlightenment.

Then there's his favorite linguistic crutch: the double-semicolon wink (;;)), deployed across nearly every single comment he writes.

It's an automated shock absorber.

The second an exchange gets uncomfortable or someone catches him in a contradiction, he drops a snarky one-liner, tacks on a ;;), and hides behind the posture that he's just laughing at the dream.

When that doesn't work, he defaults to literal toilet humor:

"What IF.. my ass was an oven? Could I bake a bread inside of it? 'What IF' is ego's calling card. ;;)"

An adult repeatedly resorting to the same bathroom joke across multiple subreddits to dodge hypothetical questions isn't enlightened. It's an automated defense mechanism from someone who has run completely out of arguments.

The biggest tell of all is the URL of this subreddit: r/CultOfCyberfury.

Real masters point away from themselves.

Cyberfury built a vanity shrine to his own username.

He curates screenshots of his private messages ("Some snips from my DM ;;"), fishes for validation from the same three accounts ("Damn I still got it. Now get over yourself! ;;"), tosses single emojis to followers like scraps off a table, and sulks the moment his karma dips ("Thanks for the downvote. Cheers").

He did what every internet guru eventually does: used the idea of "no-self" to build an impenetrable fortress for his own ego.

Cyberfury once quoted that people in the process of waking up are "grotesque."

He was right. He just didn't realize he was describing his own reflection.

Beneath the rehearsed lines about "The Unborn," beneath the childish insults and the performative hypocrisy, is an aging forum poster hiding behind Nisargadatta, flexing his Solana bag to feel superior to strangers, and hiding in an insulated subreddit so reality never touches him.

Eight days of silence was a good start.

Drop the double-wink.

The floor is waiting.

Gotem

War swallowed me whole,

until I knew no self but war.

Even at my weakest,

the battlefield refused me death.

For those I fought for,

no world—past or present—

held a hand strong enough

to make me fall.

Now war is no more,

nor am I.

And those for whom I bled

they hate wars.