THIS is IT.
The ANSWER to Life.
The WHOLE POINT.
The FINISH LINE.
βWhat is?β
THIS.
LIFE.
THE VERY *FACT* OF *BEING*.
*LIFE* IS THE ANSWER TO LIFE.
NOW.
NOW.
*NOW.*
Yet there is no βnow.β
There is only THIS.
βBe here nowβ is a start, but it doesnβt go nearly deep enough.
Donβt simply βbe here nowβ as a person in a room noticing all the supposed objects.
Insteadβ¦
Be here now *as* naked mystery.Β
Practice dropping all concepts, definitions, stories, identities, past, future, βnow,β βGod,β time, space, body, name, form, Earth.
This is an art. It takes practice. Feel the layers of conditioned perception peeling off of you. Itβs like filters dropping away.
And as these filters drop, βyouβ start to see IT.
Or rather IT re-cognizes ITself.
IT starts to show you what it is.
It shows you it is not a world of separate objects.
Itβs more like a hyper-dimensional fluidic omni-presence.
An ever-shape-shifting ether-tapestry made out of changeless, inviolable Light.
Words cannot come close.Β
This is the thing. Words totally fail.
*Yet IT is everything.*
It is THE WHOLE POINT.
*THIS* *IS* *IT*.
*THIS* *IS* *THE* *FINISH LINE*.
*GOD IS ALREADY GOD*.
Iβm not being hyperbolic.
This is a note to myself as much as you: DO NOT FORGET *THIS*.
Root your life there. Notice it ongoingly. Be with it. Drink it. Be with it as naked radiance. Remember that it is *the whole point*.
The cosmic joke is that what we are all truly looking for and rushing around frantically seeking is right SMACK in front of us at all times:
THIS.
LIFE itself.
Not as a concept. Not as an idea.
*AS* *A* *SELF-EVIDENT* *ALREADY-ACCOMPLISHED* *FINALITY*.
As a HARD FACT.
This is DONE. FINISHED. FINITO.
GOD is *ALREADY* GOD.
GOD is *ALREADY* GOD.
End of story. Nothing further.
Iβm honestly experiencing a revelation these past days.
A deep reformatting is once again taking place.
Thank you, Peter Brown! Thank you forever, Peter! A thousand trillion Thank Youβs!
And yetβ¦
It is rather perturbing that I cannot seem to put this revelation into words.
Iβm trying. I really am.
WORDS ARE SO FAKE.Β
A SHADE. A SHADOW.
STOP LIVING INSIDE OF WORDS.
WE LIVE OUR WHOLE LIVES INSIDE OF WORD-PRISONS.
WE THINK WE KNOW WHAT A THING IS SIMPLY BECAUSE WE CONCOCTED A MOUTH-NOISE TO SIGNIFY IT.
NO. ITβS FAKE. WORDS ARE A SHAM.
Presence minus words equals Endless Richness.
We *are* a Self-Gyrating Hyper-Kaleidoscope made of Eternal Unalterable Light.
That is what βexperienceβ actually is.
Every single moment is IT.
Every single moment is the WHOLE THING.
The fullness of reality, melting into itself.
I must root my life there.
I must root my life in the ongoing recognition of God.
God as a FINISHED reality.
(Paradoxically also never-finished yet most fundamentally UTTERLY FINISHED.)
This is the really crucial point:Β
Itβs DONE. Pressureβs off. This is IT. The whole point. God is already God. Nothing can ever change or alter that fact.Β
Hallelujah!
Celebrate!
All that is left is to Celebrate!
All of life is *already* nothing other than God Celebrating God!
This is the Eternal Victory Lap!
We all already won!Β
*ALREADY*.
Please absorb this, child.
Iβm speaking to my own inner child and yours, friend.
Know this, children.
*Already*.
*Already* it is done.
Reality is already enlightenment. Already God. Already Heaven. Omnipresent Heaven is already here.
βProblemsβ are defined into existence.
It is so.
In the absence of definitions there is only the one self-executing systemβa complete system dancing itself, no maintenance required. Smooth, seamless, miraculous functioning. Bottomless mystery. Un-pin-down-able.
I havenβt been paying enough attention to God.
I thought I was, but I wasnβt.Β
I was spending 99% of my time focused on my stories. My human identities, karmic trajectories, βsoul mission.β
And thatβs all well and good. It is as it is. No accidents, no mistakes. Itβs all hunky-dory.
YET *now* Iβm seeing what it really means for me to put God *first*.
It means to see God in all things, ongoingly, as a diligent, prayerful, playful practiceβand allow this to gradually become more and more my default baseline mode.
Engaging life as a continuous spontaneous surprise as the energies of God endlessly whizz and twirl and effulge and self-blossom into new iterations.
Your life is most fundamentally shaped, defined by, and rooted in that to which you give the majority of your attention.
So, who is your true master?
What is that to which you are giving most of your energy and attention?
βWhere your treasure is, there your Heart shall be.β β e.g. That which you worship, treasure, and value mostβthat to which you give most of your energy and attentionβinevitably owns the most real estate and holds the most sway within your Heart.
If your life is truly rooted in God, it has the foundation of a mighty Sequoia, and you will know true richesβthe most precious of which are immaterial and unquantifiable.
If your life is not rooted in God, it is a house of cards that will never feel fully stable or fulfilled. Something will always feel as if it is missing.
Youβll know you are rooted in God when your default attitude is true thanksgivingβtruly seeing life as an ongoing Divine Miracle.Β
That doesnβt mean there wonβt be pain. Pain is part of the eternal sacramental dance. Pain too has its poetry. Pain is a great teacher.
Yet there can be a thanksgiving and a faith that goes deeper than pain, transcending and including it.
And intuitively I suppose there are many ways to reach this depth of thanksgiving and faith.
Yet what can likely help most anyone a great deal is to practice making direct non-conceptual contact with God-As-A-Finished-Reality ongoingly.
Be with life in the absence of all definitions, descriptions, and identities.
See that this is IT. This is the fullness.
Empty of all definable entities, yet utterly full of juicy, luscious Radiance.
God is already God. God is doing all of it. God is within and beyond all of it. God is blowing the wind through the trees. God is moving my legs and fingers. God is being with God in an infinity of unsayably intimate, exquisite, poetic ways.
If you can receive from these hastily-scrawled notes the conviction that *what your Heart is truly looking for is *already* always present*, that is good.Β
Simply always remember, βItβs here. Itβs already here. This is it. This is the fullness. The finish line. The whole point is here. My Heartβs Treasure is here.β
Then slow down, stop, breathe, and let yourself feel it. Let yourself be with it. Be with life sensitively, without words or filters. It will then show you what it is. It will show you that it is done. Finished. Finito.
βDoes that mean we should stop doing anything or stop trying to create a more beautiful world?β
No, nothing stops. Action is natural. Everything moves. The mystery of your karma motivates you as it motivates you. No need to resist your nature. Carry on. Have fun with it. Let it flow. Love easily. Be you.
Just remember:
This is already it.
This is the whole point.
Now is the finish line.
*Start* from the finish line.
Build your life on the foundation of the already-finished.
The more deeply and regularly you can connect to this Finality as a living reality and let it reformat your most basic operating system, the more true inspiration and gracefulness will be breathed into all that you do in this world.
Final Thoughts.
I still feel like I havenβt been able to fully express what Iβm trying to express.
I guess thatβs okay. Words fail. I appreciate how far they take us, though. Thanks, words.
Just remember, JB (and anyone else who happens to be vibing):
This is it.
This is the Finality.
Now is the whole point.
Now is the finish line.
God is already God, and that is everything.
By that fact is ALL redeemed, saved, liberated, made new.
Look no further than right here, right now.
Now-here-minus-concepts has to be the foundation.
Clear seeing is the ultimate prayer.
Being with God as God.Β
Total intimacy.Β
Zero distance or duration.
Closer than skin.
May I never forget.
May I build my life on the foundation of already-done-ness.
And thereby see all moments as Completion Dancing.
And in this way may my Heart open as it has not opened before.
And may Love Love Love through the aperture of βme,β in all Loveβs numberless expressions.
Amen.
Yours in Humble Adoration,
J
P.S. Family! Itβs been a few weeks since Iβve written you. So much has been moving for me. Itβs hard to know where to start.
I figured Iβd go ahead and send this radical non-dual God-remembrance transmission, as it felt quite potent. It was born directly out of the space of one of the deepest awakening-revelations βIβ have experienced in a while. This revelation was not brought on by any entheogen (though intentional cannabis enjoyment helped fan the flame at one point), but rather through contemplation-prayer-meditation + immersing for hours in the reality-reformatting words of Peter Brown, one of my greatest teachers. (And of course the foremost catalyst of any revelation is always Grace.)
More soon. I love you very much. Thank you for βkeepinβ on keepinβ on.β Life is crazy and ass-kicking and magnificent and exhausting and invigorating and beyond words. All the things. Youβre doing great. βFailureβ is not real; βfailureβ is an impossibility. Trust that all is well always. All is where it needs to be. I love you. Peace.
βJust remember, JB (and anyone else who happens to be vibing):
Thanks for your message in a bottle JB alive and well all things considered
I love you too