The Intrepid Ontologist is a series by the Brickhouse Dispatch journaling a voyage of discovery and understanding of the Ontological Model based on the studies of Clif High https://substack.com/@clifhigh
Row row row your boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily merrily merrily merrily
Life is but a dream
How do you choose to experience this thing called life? Do you take it at face value as base reality or see it for the wondrous stage it is?
It's a trick question; once you've seen the stage, there's no going back.
That's how you recognize intrepid ontologists. By the face they make when they remember that there is no here, here. That this reality is a projection of our local consciousness onto the vibrational matrix of Prime Consciousness. An illusion to make our consciousness perceive itself as separate from everything else. A play of Chinese shadows. Plato's cave.
A reality so seamless and immersive it makes the Enterprise holodeck seem a cheap roadside attraction.
It takes effort to keep remembering this is not base reality. The human body's intelligent autopilot -let's call it Egor so it doesn't catch on and get offended- is grounded, practical and very attached to the material illusion it is part of. Egor does not care for 'there is no spoon' type of mind bends because that is the domain of consciousness, not intelligence. It craves the illusion and will always try to lead one in that direction. Don't judge Egor harshly, it is but performing its function. Just keep it on a short leash.
If one persists in the intent, eventually base reality begins to peek back. At moments reality seems to flatten into still frames passing through the eye projector. Like making the movie of yourself watching through the eyes of the protagonist ie you inside Prime Consciousness which is creating and uncreating the universe trillions of times per second to simulate movement through space and time in the event stream of the eternal Now.
Madness, you say? Absolutely. But no more than the idea that Universe was created by a big explosion and aeons of random bumping and grinding. It just seems that way because the Western world has been schooled in the grit worldview of stardust and dumb luck.
With 20-20 hindsight, think of all the times Universe provided and guided you in life, moments which you took as coincidence or luck or fate. How many coincidences do you need before starting to suspect it may not be random chance. To realize that Universe communicates with you directly using Creation as its message board. That everything happens for a reason, and your life as a fractal of Prime Consciousness has intent and purpose because that's how Consciousness rolls.
Does believing there is no here here devalue this reality as somehow fake or illusory? Quite on the contrary. It actually makes one appreciate even more this wondrous creation of mind-boggling complexity and simple perfection. The ultimate Masterpiece of Masterpieces.
Or maybe it leads to existential angst or amoral do-as-thou-wilt attitude? Ironically, what happens in this reality matters more to ontologists than to materialists. The atheist materialistic worldview generally assumes consciousness dies with the body, so in the end nothing really matters since nothing awaits on the other side.
The ontologist, on the other hand, believes that what we do here generates karma that sticks with us after each life into the next lives. This makes us more cautious regarding the kind of ripples we project into the collective stream, which boils down to following the golden rule* as much as humanly possible.
In these trying times of mass confusion, the ontological model offers a commanding vantage point to make better choices based on calm understanding rather than reactive fear. The world cannot drive us mad if we have control over our emotional investment in its sound and fury.
So grab your oars and prepare to make merry. Event stream here we come.
Dispatch out.
* Don't be a ****