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Conscious Looking

Creatures, great and small, perceive us for they are a part of the matrix of looking but the planet is incapable of looking at all. What is this 'looking' we do? Better to explain what it is not. Minds sees what they have agreed to see as a collective perception. Perception is a way of looking through pre-painted-over mirror. The planet is Conscious but it is not looking or seeing - just being. When we see with a fresh eye we really can look, watch, even watch that which is watching. Then looking becomes the One Conscious Reality of Itself, and no longer a prismatic illusion. Until then, angels must guide our feet as we stumble through this maze of selfhood.

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