All the drawings and paintings in the blog are thought forms.
They are different forms of thoughts than those that we create with language. It is a different way to know and communicate. It is the language that we need for creation.
If my art is created only from language-thoughts, it will be like repeating the old thoughts that I have in my memory. Nothing new. Boring. Not alive.
The language of creation has so much more in it. It has the composition, which is everything that appears, with all the relationships among all the parts. It has tendencies, knowing, wanting, feeling, experiences and everything else that can be done with a mind that is in deeper state than thinking with language.
If we believe that we are the body, then there are things that we see outside of the body.
But if we know that we are infinite consciousness, then everything that is in our experience is actually inside of us.
And all of it is made of us, since there is nothing else in our worlds but us. We make everything that we experience with these creative thoughts.
We make a basketball player. We make his competitor. And we make the ball that they fight each other for. We make the court and the audience. And we make our own body to look at all of this.
If I want to point at the ball, how do I do it? I just do. That is all. There is nothing to prepare. Moving my hand is like moving my thought.
It seems easier to believe that everything is made of consciousness if we think about dreams. We know that the things that we dream about do not exist outside of the dream. When we wake up, where do they go?
What if life is also like this?
Remember my meditation teacher who said to my complaining friend that his headache is nothing but a wandering thought, a few entries back?
Is that so that there is nothing at all in what we call reality, but our thoughts? And if we stop thinking, what will happen? No reality, right? Yes, it is true. There is no reality without thoughts.
So why do so many teachers say that we have to stop thinking? Don’t they want us to have our realities?
And what about ourselves? If we don’t think, do we exist? No. And we worried about ourselves so much…
And what is PTSD? Schizophrenia? ADHD? Anxiety? Boy, what have we been thinking?
We are lucky, aren’t we, that we have a subconscious that keeps thinking our bodies, our worlds, and indeed, all the things that we believe are true. So we are still here, made of our own thoughts…
