prowl: n verb move about stealthily or restlessly in search of or as if in search of prey.
cess2 : n noun (in phrase bad cess to) chiefly Irish a curse on.
This process is like checking in to rehab - your mind says ‘No, No, No’ yet you know that it is in the best interest of all.
In the end, having to see it as rehab implies that there was an addiction to it and yes, we have all been addicts to our own mind. That seemingly incessant search and quest to ‘find ourselves’ ceases the moment that we realize that we have always been here.
So, resistances are met along the road, having to let go of something that you spent so much time feeding and building up, such as the ideas that we had of who we are and cultivating our ego with the same care that any farmer would take care of his crops.
The moment that we start feeling our body, the mind experiences become so dead evident that it’s like a quake going on inside you.
There was another earthquake, this time I didn’t even get out of my room - yet it didn’t feel that much different to the physical experience within me.
Is it that we have always been so separated from our physical body that we cannot even feel our blood flowing? how come we have only ‘known’ that ‘blood runs through our veins’ and that that’s the only real-running and flowing that goes on in the physical - any other ‘chasing after chasing’ is merely an idea, a belief, a non-tangible reality.
I breathe, I see. I realized that I am more self conscious when walking out in the streets - I tend to become less aware when being in front of the computer - so, equalizing self here to be equally aware of every blink and every breath just as when walking in the streets.
Cessing the Prowl - no more see.kings and that means that yes, the mind goes into rehab to finally stop serving a god - literally - and earth itself back to its source and origin - here: systems are us, there is nothing artificial in this world. Tags and values only exist as nametags in our own mind - yet the power of such nametags as words, values, have been our own demise.
What emerged from these ‘nametags’ is a world of separation - in the beginning was the word and with it all hell broke lose as it became a weapon to divide an conquer, to elevate, to back down, to offend, to kill, to exterminate and all the other nice fluffy things that we used to sweeten the idea of life we created.