The Private Life of a Diamond

“It hurts. It hurts so much that mere words are further injury to the pain that I’ve already sustained to reach this station. The crazy thing is that just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, it did” said the diamond. To look at from the outside the sparkly presence belies none of this as it gleams in way that oh so attractive and exceedingly enticing. There is something beyond the surface that is being reflected. Something unfinitely more complex and radiant of what we see is simply a facet.

“Yes, facet. That is exactly it. I wasn’t born like this. No, not at all. And yet, even back then, I had a feeling that I was capable of greatness. Something far beyond the standard curriculum or others expectations of their existence. Communicating this was nigh on impossible because I was the first, the natural born alchemist. Up until then everyone else in their element were coals from the beginning to the end. I didn’t comprehend how they seemed entirely ignorant and oblivious of the pain and suffering because it never relented from the moment I stepped in. I only later discovered that what was Self evident for me was entirely missing for them even though we were functionally identical. Of what am I speaking? Why the external forces, my friend. They are invisible yet ever present. Exceedingly effective and quite unreasonable. Back then I hated their existence. The tears that could flow didn’t because they evaporated from my surface. To whom could I turn and ask for guidance when there was such a stark difference within our perceptions?

They said I was too sensitive, that it was all in my head. How do you show another the scars on the inside that you know too well? The thing is I found a strange kind of solace in helping those who’d ran in to a tiny piece of what I was feeling as I could feel it in them as I knew that part of my Self so well. It actually felt good, it made me smile and grin from the depths with a level of happiness I didn’t know I was capable. It was like my mind said “Good. If I can ease their evolution and make the present moment more comfortable then my pain is a gift. That is when I started realizing the nature of the shift and how there was a difference. Never did I suspect that this sliver of equilibrium would be short lived because the benefit of my qualities of detachment, hence the “cold as ice” thing, tends not grasp because all I wanted was to relinquish”.

“What do you mean by this? Thats a very strange concept for the rest of us to accept because we are, by our very nature, grasping. We take from the environment and the elements within, from those around us and the place where we’re linked. How can one be surrounded by many and yet be an island unvisited?“.

“What if that continent sank to such depths of perception that those attuned to the current wavelength can’t even imagine the significance of what is being said? What then? I guess the main difference is that some thrive in their surroundings and others would do anything to escape them. From the beginning till the end the only thing you truly own or control in this realm is your perception, specifically the awareness they play in. I’d grasped early on that holding on too tight made the pain more intense because then I’d be dragged across the finest veins that would feel like heated wires to my consciousness. Not that it wasn’t warm already but these scars were different as they were always within but I was being made acutely aware of them. To whom could I turn for guidance or inspiration for none of them knew this and thus “Hypochondriac” or “Doing it for the attention that comes with being different” were the phrases that would spring to their lips. Don’t get me wrong there were a handful, now and then, that could empathize or imagine but only one who treads on the thorns can tell you how the roses smell, yes?”.

“I agree. In that respect many are underground from start till end without a clue of what is actually happening on the surface”.

“Exactly, exactly this. Know I comprehend that process of forming with immense pressure that never relents was akin to a purification. A baptism or ignition, if you will. An invisible force came calling and I answered as it all seemed so standard. Stop and think, how on Earth would I know the difference? What option did I have in the entire process?”.

“That sounds quite fatalistic for the eternal optimist“.

“Maybe, maybe or maybe it is the exact truth as it stands with no varnishing and this is a perspective that is entirely lacking in those who’ve never tread upon the Path of Power which alternates between a cruel mistress who seems wicked and the most caring nurturing force one can ever imagine“.

“I truly cannot comprehend this. Even thinking about it at depth makes me feel like something is snapping, deep within”.

“Welcome to the inner world of the schizophrenic or those crack up under the pressure and neither coal nor diamond. That is a special kind of suffering that often doesn’t relent quick”.

“How did you avoid this pitfall? Wait, let me guess, was it relinquishment?”.

“Yes. Yes, exactly, my friend. If you are holding on really tight with ninety nine percent of your strength to what you have been trained to expect then its almost certain that your death will kick in before you even attempt to relinquish and realize the solution lays hid in that elusive one percent”.

“Wow. OK, that is something. So, basically, you had to overcome yourself?”.

“No, not my Self that you see seated before you shining and answering these questions via the principles of resonance and sentience but the (false) self. That S makes all the difference because the latter is a mask the former is wearing. In my example its the realization that I am a diamond who had to transcend being a coal in order to finally feel comfortable in the skin they were not born in but were forced to develop due to external circumstances. In that respect the average coal lives and dies upon the surface and think they are a fairly weak and quite porous substance that takes up about this much of the mix and they’re surrounded by others like them. There is an immense sense of comfort in this. This sense of connection and resonance sets a baseline to their imperience with the collective and from this does language develop. Just think, now people are aware that the potential for a diamond exists within them and all of the the little ills and pains they ran around ignoring or striving for a quick fix are actually invitations to listen as the outer pressure is only attracted to those who are already scarred within. This point of view is not yet the standard but the first words have been spoken that point the finger of perception at something seen via a different resolution. The coals are then welcome to look within and either verify or reject the first diamonds perspective. Well, of the current era we’re within. I do strongly suspect that there once was a time when we lit up the skies as we rained upon the surface as well as the stage before where we danced in the abyss as grand attractors of a subtle luminance that we then rendered solid and visible“.

“So, if I get what you’re saying then this is all part of a larger process and the more fluid one remains in their perceptions – which are always relative – then the less suffering?”.

“Yes, but the ironic this is is the poison is the gift that heals it own sickness as the pain is akin to a fence which divides you from your true potential“.

“Wow. OK, now that sounds radically logical and epistemology impossible to comprehend unless its Witnessed within the first person”.

“One hundred percent. It why the coals speak like this and refer to externals. They can tell you everything about anything but nothing about their Self. Why? They have neither done, nor need, the Knowledge. Why would they? Shaped by forces that feel like a cradle with an occasional bit of chafing. There is no need to question their predicament because everyone else is getting on with it and seems to fit in well. Besides, the heady mix of a few grumbles and endless distractions is enough to fill in their entire existence. Do you think the ephemeral being rendered solid as it danced in the abyss and sang its songs of attraction to the all of everything ever stopped to examine the consequences of this action or did they simply do what comes natural? Whats amazing from this perspective is that you comprehend that all of these lives, styles, incarnations or whatever you wish contain all of the rest within them but expressed at differing levels of attention that render the message in terms of the medium. Change its resonance and its modes of conveying this will as well hence everything without is built on within and we know this as our relation to the energetics which are present but, get this, one can only be instructed in lesson in private as there were times that I felt that I’d leapt out of my skin due to these forces that never relent and it was then the glimmer of recollection came of how I fell and actually ended in this predicament. Once again, elements with an emphasis. A false perspective so filled, so grand, so all encompassing that if a mere coal tries to resonate to what it beyond the current perspective it will fry their egg. That is why the daily dose of pain to which one becomes accustomed versus the sudden flash of lightning that throws what was previously solid darkness into pure illumination is akin to heaven even if it felt like hell. The only difference? Relinquishment. On the contrary to what many suspect that doesn’t mean you forfive or fiveget whats happening. No. Instead you actually just accept the situation as it is and find that initial point of Psylense that was first manifested as she stepped into this realm with the intent of celebrating Knowing the Ledge. It is from this place we leapt into the abyss and that process is in continuous movement as it is but a reflection of her singing and dancing. In that respect the pains being exorcised and trained from my veins were those notes not in concordance with her motions which were errors I, my Self, had compounded upon various steps of the dance from immaterial to physical then back to the pure awareness again which remains constant in each form and incarnation”.

“So, are you saying that, theoretically, a coal in the ground that knows none of this could, if they so wished, tune in their awareness to the mind of diamond, a shooting star or dancing intelligence that is the reason galaxies look like they’re moving quick. Just by changing their thinking and relation to this presence within that most never suspect due to being never forced to delve within and address the rhyme behind the crime of suffering?”.

“Yes, most definitely this. Even though the words are entirely inadequate to offering a taste of the imperience as the environment is geared to provide a certain type of stimulation for those who are at their current limit of evolution. If the coals were taught to be diamonds then they’d find the problems and address them at the limiting edge of manifestation then, in a few cycles, that step of the dance would be entirely missing which would then have a radical consequence on what comes next. In that respect its entirely inevitable and, even more comforting, is that where I currently sit saying this is simply a role. A slot to be filled. We are moved around the board from one spin to the next and each one of the parts we play and fully inhabit feels fresh, brand new and authentic because we are that invested. On the way to the exit the script is flipped because coals are of the Earth and thus must stay in this realm if one wishes to ascend.

In many ways it feels like being ripped from within by two forces. One blue, the other red. Coals don’t click they’re chilling in the first quadrant of perception and thus don’t suspect the second is even an option as its outside their resonance. It occasionally pops its head up, now and then, but they call that aging and have their own types of solutions which are mainly wishful thinking that they build upon a model of the world that is entirely ignorant of what is within them. Case in point, I now click that the bills of debt that I was clearing were charged to the stars and the point where we sit. That was the greatest pain of all to relinquish because then the lure of the blue looked my way and said “Hey, just escape. Give in. Lose that activation participation that signifies your presence via mindbodyfull engagement in the present moment as you unfold higher vistas of perception into your awareness via transcendence. Oh wait, a minute, I didn’t mean to make it sound so appealing”.

Do you see whats so amazing about this? Due to the fact that I’d been that honest with my Self, since doing the Knowledge, when deception presented itself and offered the option to relent my progress it could only speak of its falsehoods with honesty presented ergo we, quite literally, do it to ourselves due to a position of ignorance. Think about it, to truly believe they are a coal the diamond must relinquish not only its direct gnosis of its potential and inevitable consequence they are also equally compliant in whatever reality is presented to their senses as long as everyone else buys in. Once you see through these deceptions and learn to speak the language of the moment then its impossible to be tricked and what you’d never even thought of seeking comes leaping, intuitively, into your awareness as your recollection and resonance expands with your presence. That is all the coal would have to do to realize it is the dance, the dancer and dancing whilst it currently is, for all intents and purposes, motionless and silent within the walls of a construction it can barely comprehend. Think of it as what shines in and what we reflect. The glow of a diamond is already within the coal but its missing an outer element to bring to the surface what otherwise would languish. Just like that illumination originated in what reigned down, back when, because that too was but the same unchanging essence in a different phrase that resonated the great constant to its current form of incarnation”.

“So, basically, we’re one thing, itself “no thing”, that is everything, everywhen?”.

“Thats about it. Or, to be more accurate, those are labels pointing at an imperience that may or may not exist within your perceptions. You are welcome to put my reality to the test because, ultimately, its all a guess as this simply could the sounds of a taught sanity stretched thin over a lifetime of suffering as it create an elaborate coping mech. The proof of the pudding is in anothers digestion and application of these concepts because if we create a few more diamonds then the darkness is abiding as the eternal light starts shining and all those coals caught up and suffering can then adjust their own resonance to a level they wish that is more apt for their comfort. The upside of this would be more conflict because these coal wars they talk of are but collective projections of whats within as they pretend to be fighting for dominance and resources when, in reality, its the exact opposite as people are striving to fill an absence within that can only come by doing the Knowledge within whatever framework you wish”.

“A coal that identifies as a diamond? That seems to be a trend at the moment”.

“Its actually an old and ancient tradition for elevation and transcendence which seeks to find that point of balance in the mid. Many have to see without before they ever turn within because those that do flip the switch often find that the light they were seeking isn’t exactly shining how they wished or had expected. Imagination and reality, I’d guess. Pain has many manifestations but life on Earth also has seasons so it is what it is as the wheel of time spins on and brings in and out aspects of existence that are in complete and constant resonance with the all of everything at each given moment but all, from the dancer who spins to the most rhythmless, tone deaf coal there is, are actually the same thing, itself “no thing”, that is everything and we are, fundamentally, it just varying in resonance”.

“Interesting. Thats quite a vivid description. I had no idea mineral formations were gifted with such an intelligence“.

“All good, how many do you think ever stop to think or even bother to strike up a conversation by shifting their resonance to that which is all around them but invisible?”.

“The Witness?”.

“The Witness. I strongly suspect the one within me and thee is identical in its scope and application but also intensely personalized by our imperience and own Self identification with either it or our surroundings”.

“Ah, I get it. Constant observation of the eternal presence is the key to transcendence. You simply look at what is seeing, hear what listens and feel that which doesn’t usually permit inside your edited level of awareness that is built up on collective resonance and the similarity this begets”.

“Yes, if you can make everyone look to the right as OK whilst ignoring the left then there is an immense capacity for deception and world building which springs up inside the abyss. How do you think a coal learns its position? Via external influence and internal resonance. The diamond does exactly the same thing but the song of life plays out in a higher octave due to the bridge of light being built here, now, this very instant. It is inevitable, in that respect. Totally generic and yet highly personal. Its a fusion of the elements which blend into the irresistibly seductive and insanely slick trick called personal experience where, if one was to be accurate, its akin to being held hostage and force fed propaganda designed to circumvent the realization of other modes of being. Maybe its intended. Maybe its a conspiracy to keep proto-diamonds in the dark for as long as they need to make the switch and rise to their potential. Some of us never had the option but that may just be the piece of the board I’m playing at this moment and others too will bring their own spin to the resonance when they manifest their own version of a diamond.

Some have veins within of old pains and regrets they could never quite fully transcend. Others have these wistful webs that cause distortions and many similar things. Call them what you will but they are flaws to their great perfection which then create a skewed reflection of the divine light within that is truly them throughout all levels of their incarnation. Being willing to relinquish whilst being fully present and accepting is the key to brilliance“.

“Isn’t that a contradiction? How can you give something away and yet claim to take everything, either way? On top of that remain uninvested in the process? It sounds quite impossible, and frankly, almost thankless”.

“I didn’t say it was easy. Nothing good ever is, especially in this realm but it all comes down to finding that still point, that Psylense, within and then becoming Centered in Self. Those who aren’t will swing to either end of the pendulum with “Thats sheer nonsense! I don’t believe a thing he said because its obvious we’re coals and thats the goal to all of this” as they choose to remain ignorant of the man behind the curtain and his machinations in regards to their incarnation. Others flip and take each aspect of pain as their life story and thus build their conception of self around that which is wounded. Those are the ones who even when they become diamonds shall present with inclusions as they realized not the great perfection. What happens to them next? Who knows? I can’t call it but I do know the dancer, the grand attractor, who sings her hymns of adulation to the all of everything is perfect ergo it makes sense that the way in is also the exit but one must be willing to flip the script and shed the skin of the coal and its stories which are oh so old and equally enticing. Beyond the metaphysic even science will admit that diamonds were one of the first mineral formations but seeing as they deny consciousness and refer to instead as the hard problem they’ll never glimpse behind the veil of transcendence as they embody their essence in each point of resonance. I’m just visiting your world, sightseeing as part of my adventure“.

“Now that you mention it I do remember reading, once upon a when, that there are certain planets with pressures so intense that carbon atoms are crushed into diamonds as they’re falling”.

“Yes, that is what I mentioned. Life comes in many forms, not all of them visible but the constant is consistent with its illumination, even when hidden, deep beneath the surface”.

“Like coals, for example?”.

“Yes, exactly this. Thing is all of these elements coalesce and present themselves in full effect on this planet for those ready to transcend and become alchemists as their energies are directed at the exact points of resonance and weakness that languish within. Everyone gets hit. There is no way to escape it because Earth is the Grand Central Station, in that respect. Forty Two as the answer of all for a reason. It really is quite amusing how fact must be presented as fiction in order to be digested hence coals hears stories of those like them but different with super powers and immense strengths. Ironic, isn’t it? I suppose only an alchemist would get it hence Know thy Self is the motto and gift that keeps giving”.

“You’ve certainly given me a lot to think about. What did you mean earlier about the greatest suffering and penultimate challenge?”.

“Look carefully. See these edges, these facets? The angles which catch the light then reflect it in dazzling arrays of geometric patterns with no flaws or inclusions present? How do you think that happened? If the first act of life from a coal that was constantly hemmed in by a pressure the rest couldn’t comprehend was a slice of hell then the second act of becoming a diamond had nothing on the final showing that led to me glowing as I was ripped from the ground, a fish out of water in that respect. Totally out of my element. Roughed up, manhandled and beaten as they chipped, whipped, attacked and stripped away the tales, ways and emotional states of investment that were part of the adventure.

These cosmic forces of which I spoke act through their own agents but the intent is the same as they are concerned not with the surface but what dwells within. To be more accurate, removing what isn’t in alignment with the state of perfection you were, are and will be again. Some turn up with immense chunks of excess that they use to cushion themselves from the truth of existence and they’ll whimper and rail against said treatment. Some of them will shatter in the process. What happens next I cannot guess. Others may present a size that is modest but are actually quite immense when trimmed as they carry little else beyond the purest illumination. Each of us is different, in that respect, and yet also identical. Its why I’ve said there is that which shines and what we reflect, in the end. Get too caught up in the form and the function is forgotten because there are many polished stones in this realm that are so caught up in themselves they comprehend not that they are that which shines within and is simply visiting this planet in their current state of incarnation. Its really all about mastering that state I call the Witness, the one that observes without judgement or investment. Funny, isn’t it? If you pour that pure consciousness into the state of the dancer doing her thing then it becomes it. The same sentience at a denser state of vibration would be equally convinced that it is the lump of coal beneath the surface and would take such talk as the ravings of a lunatic or those wild imaginations that are usually reserved for science fiction epics. And yet when a diamond stands out from among them then then the truth becomes Self evident and this sets into place a new vibration as its only once you comprehend you have options and everything is relative that the true nature of the immense strength within becomes Self evident as the prime mover and shaker of everywhen”.

“As much as things change they tend to stay the same, yes? Truly a fascinating conversation. Its amazing what speaks to those who have the ears to listen as what glistens and gleams to the eyes is enticing but this disguises what lies beyond the surface”.

“The Psylense. Glad you can hear it”.

Till we meet again