Veils of Reality: How being blind to how we see makes our problems cyclical

An alternate story of human nature, human history, and human possibility


This project is a relationship.  One that is being built toward, with, alongside our trajectory as a species.  Not simply whether we survive, but how, how we experience life.

I believe there are layers, both in life forms, as well as within the cosmos itself that cannot be seen with the eye, traced or measured by even the most sophisticated of physical instruments.  

Physical technologies have expanded our power, but they do not, on their own, give us clarity; but only magnify all our prevailing tendencies.  

In the way lifeforms genetically adjust to changing environments over time, I’ve sought to read my experiences as messages from reality addressed back to how I practice my intentions.  Intentions to find, in this world, the highest potential human beings could be capable of, what all our striving is just, at the root, an attempt to bring us to.

After all, everyone wants to be happy.  But how much suffering is necessary towards this end, and are we making the most of it?  Are we learning from our tragic cycles in ways that give us the option to shift the spectrum of our experiences?

I mentioned before: layers.  Humans have, for a long time now, lived from their ideas, regardless of what people now think is true, and the balance of fulfillment or misery was the expression of each person’s own private conversation with reality.

I never waited for an expert to confirm what unknown dimensions I considered, related to.  As a result many new constructive vantage points have surfaced through the experiment of my life.  Its one thing to reproduce an experiment precisely and get similar results.  Its quite another to find a sort of confirmation at the end of journeys lived by people from different times and places and traditions.

I say the end of the journey because where the sages and prophets and this project all converge are upon the truths passed down through the generations that we repeat, but somehow, as individuals, as societies we can’t seem to integrate.

My road has led me to believe, or at least live in relation to, an after life, a next life.  Not because of fear of punishment, not because I’m afraid to not exist.  There are, you could say, myths winding through these uncertain dimensions that can change a person’s perspective and sense of proportion, sense of self.  This isn’t proof, only opportunity; to reflect on how the way we see the world modulates how we experience and try to live in it.

Maybe I believe in the after life, but I also believe heaven and hell are on earth.  I’ve seen the beauty that not amount of money can purchase, the spaces that deliver us from hatred, the ocean underneath the stories of the separate self.  

There are layers in each one of us that cannot be reached from within the comfort of our patterns, or from within the pattern of always staying comfortable.

An important premise of this work is that the way the world is now is not a reflection of human nature, but of prevailing mindsets, the ideas that have become truths, that we don’t initially realize we are believing, that our lives and patterns are extensions of.

For this reason the ways out of the maze of violence and suffering and alienation will necessarily often be culturally counterintuitive, at times, uncomfortable.  This is because individuals have adapted to societies that are smaller spheres than reality, which is another word for: what is possible.

I’ve come to believe its important to visualize the positive, but that optimism benefits from understanding the size of the traps that exist invisibly within what we assume to be true.  You could say it helps to know the size of the pit before we calculate our next move.  And the things we try over and over again that don’t make much headway are evidence of reality telling us to adjust to dimensions we are not yet fully conscious of.

Sometimes what we know prevents us from knowing other things.  And so one of the adjustments this project has had to make is on the basis of the fact that you cannot always be direct, literal, linear when speaking between realities.  This is why sages and mystics often speak in riddles or seem to contradict themselves.  And so, this will not be a direct transmission of a “higher truth”, but rather a loosening, an, at times, nebulous dance with the unconscious that seeks to allow its shadowed elements to the light of our fullest awareness.  This is where the intention to find clarity, at the necessary expense of being wrong, of apparent failure, to see who and where we are, has brought this work.