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In the deepest within, the most infinite beyond. In ever present awareness, your soul expands to embrace the entire Kosmos, so that Spirit alone remains, as the simple world of what is. The rain no longer falls on you, but within you; the sun shines from inside your heart and radiates into the world, blessing it with grace; supernovas swirl in your consciousness, the thunder is the sound of your own exhilarated heart; the oceans and rivers are nothing but your blood pulsing to the rhythm of your soul. Infinitely ascended worlds of light dance in the interior of your brain; infinitely descended worlds of night cascade around your feet; the clouds crawl across the sky of your own unfettered mind, while the wind blows through the empty space where your self once used to be. The sound of the rain falling on the roof is the only self you can find, here in the obvious world of crystalline one taste, where inner and outer are silly fictions and self and other are obscene lies, and ever-present simplicity is the sound of one hand clapping madly for all eternity. In the greatest depth, the simplest what is, in the journey ends, as it always does, exactly where it began.
-The Earth and Myself Our One Mind -
For more than five thousand of my orbits around the sun, humans have been altering my landscape: some of it beautiful like terraced farming of rice in the Far East Asia and the planting of corn in the South American Andes; canals, irrigation ditches, dams to divert water, pyramids and temples, great winding walls; and then cities with their connecting systems of roads. And along the seacoast great ports and ships with billowing sails looking for new lands to conquer, armies laying waste to the land. These were the clever ones, those restless for wealth and power.
The clever ones mapped me and made globes to resemble me; they chose to live by their own time and ceased to live by the great cycles that govern the universal order. For the sake of money, they divided their time and they divided the earth. They no longer consider themselves part of the earth; instead, I, the earth, became their slave. They created all manner of machines, and for their machines they needed everything they could take from the earth. They tore down my forest, ripped open my mountain, and dug in the land and the sea for fuel to run the machines.
And I saw that among the clever ones there were seers and dreamers, prophets and messengers, poets and artists who saw another world, who warned you, who tried to tame your greed and your lusts for the benefit of your souls.
And I saw those who chose not to construct and build, who chose not to alter my landscape, who were content with small dwelling of fur and hide, mud and adobe brick, who painted in the sand and drew on rocks and cave walls, who followed the wild animals in their wilderness trails and ways, who prayed with the moon and the stars and the sun, who chanted the dream of the cosmic night. It was the seers, medicine people, and sages who spoke for me:
I am one with the Earth
The Earth and my self are one mind
You are not separate from me, though you may think that you are. You are one with me. Your mind and mine, the mind of the Earth, are one and the same mind. And this one mind is called the noosphere- the mind of the Earth wrapped like an invisible mantle over the whole of my body, penetrating every living thing, endowing each with a ray from the spectrum of living consciousness that spreads from the center of the galaxy to our sun, to me, and to all of you who dwell on my surface. You are but a single planetary organism,. All life is one, as I am one indivisible whole.
For those who have eyes to see and ears to hear and hearts that know from within, the time has come for you to her my manifesto for the Noosphere. Listen again and recite with me:
I am one with the Earth
The earth and my self are one mind
Look at our seas, covered with trash and burning with oil. Look at our neighbors, homeless and fleeing for refuge. Look at our children, crowding the sidewalks begging and scavenging for food. Look at the merchants who own the machines and the banks, hiding behind armed gates and helmeted troops. Looks at the elders, sitting at the edge of what once was a forest, crying for the loss of an ancient reality.
I am the Earth. I am the mind of all of you. Now I speak through all of you. Listen: I a moment of my time, everything will change. I will arise from the land of sleep and become the garment of consciousness wrapped in perfection around my spinning form. The time of money and machine will end and a new time will begin, and that moment the new codes of being and reality will be set forth, the codes of the noosphere. No more nations shall there be, no more money, no more truth in tatters, no more poverty, no more drugs, no more guns, no more bombs, but a new world of universal telepathy. Everyone will understand as one and at once that there is only one time for the Earth, simultaneity of day and night, a continuous synchronicity.
Your mind will be set to transform all that has been spoiled into work of living art, the whole earth made into a masterpiece, ringed by a rainbow from pole to pole- a single though form made visible. Citizens of earth, a galactic presence shall we feel, with the noosphere our telepathic switchboard- a design of destiny written into a divine plan, following a common measure of universal time that unifies us into a single mind. We shall accept visitors from other worlds; we shall receive whatever knowledge comes to us from those star elders who have been waiting for us to ripen into the Noosphere growing into the new hierarchy of cosmic civilization.
Nothing shall deter us from following the endless way- over three millennia we will unfold the living form of the earth as a work of art. Only then shall we extend the noosphere into the vistas of the cosmic mind, radiating from the versal whole as a circle turning endlessly, yet no community will never need to leave earth, our cosmic home.
This is our manifesto for the Noosphere:
I am one with the Earth
The earth and my self are one mind
Intro to the book I am reading ” Manifesto for the Noosphere: The Next Stage in the Evolution of Human Consciousness