Jed McKenna's Theory of Everything: The Enlightened Perspective

by Jed McKenna

She doesn’t dislike other dogs, she just doesn’t see any point in them.

There is only consciousness. Whatever exists is merely appearance within consciousness. There is no universe out there, there is no out there at all, there is only the universe in here. There is only consciousness. Anything that tells you otherwise is a belief, and no belief is true.

C-Rex is what’s left when belief and faith are gone.

Stake life upon truth and this is where you go. There is nowhere else. There is no other truth to realize, no other enlightenment. This is where real Zen gets you. This is where asking Who am I? gets you. This is where Spiritual Autolysis gets you. This is Done. C-Rex is the only model of reality that doesn’t require belief. There is actually nothing about it

to believe. In fact, stop believing everything, cancel your subscriptions, reformat your drives, cut away all that is false, burn everything, and you’ll find that you never re...

Existence or consciousness is the only reality. Consciousness is the screen on which all the pictures come and go. The screen is real, the pictures are mere shadows on it. Ramana Maharshi

Consciousness is the union of perceiver-perception-perceived. The three are one, no one part stands alone. Without a perceiver, there can be no perception and nothing can be perceived. Without perception, nothing is perceived, so there is no perceiver. Without the perceived, there is no perception and no perceiver.

All three must exist together to exist at all. They are one, not three, and the one thing they are is consciousness.

Knowing that no one can know anything is the gateway to knowing everything.

No element of a dream is any more or less real than any other, the only valid distinction to be drawn is between dreamer and dream.

It’s not that I think I’m the same as all I perceive, it would simply never occur to me to think otherwise.

“It’s just that reality seems so real,” John audibly whispers to Claire. “Yeah,” whispers Claire in reply. They peek up at me to see if I heard and have a response. “Compared to what?” I ask. “What?” asks Claire. “Reality seems so real compared to what?”

Ultimately, we’re all afloat on a shoreless sea and no place is any better or worse than another. We want to paddle, though, to move, and Maya has been kind enough to surround us in the illusion

of otherness so we can feel discontent with where we are and desire to be somewhere else. We can never understand Maya, but we must be grateful to her. Where would we be without her?

Perception is the only reality, so if you perceive that something is real, then

it’s definitively real. There is no other standard by which to judge. Consciousness is the mechanism by which all things are possible.

We no longer wear a gown in the madhouse, now we wear a visitor’s badge.

In this scenario, you are one of innumerable minds living the exact same life you’re living now, each one certain they are a unique individual, and each one the exact same person – you. This is the most likely scenario. You have no body, just a brain, and instead of a spinal cord and sensory receptors projecting an external world onto your internal screen, you have a cable connecting you to a media player; the digital version of Descartes’ Evil Demon.

If you think about it, you’ll agree that nothing could make less sense in the lucid dreamstate than doing what I do. If you became fully lucid in your dreams, would you want to spend your time telling dream characters that their reality isn’t real? There are only two reasons for doing something so pointedly pointless; either you’re programmed/destined/ordained to perform this function, or you’re only dreaming that you’re lucid; a strangely not uncommon phenomenon.

“What about teaching and writing the books?” “Not the same thing. That was more of an allowing. Maybe there’s a difference between creative and destructive thinking, I don’t know. Thinking is such a heavy business that I don’t do it recreationally or out of curiosity. It’s not part of my daily existence at all.” “You don’t think?” “Not the way I think of thinking, no. I view thinking as, well, primitive, clumsy. It was a useful tool back when it was the only tool I had, but I

have much better tools now.”

C-Rex has no upside. There’s nothing in its favor, it doesn’t go anywhere. Truth is a booby-prize. It doesn’t do any good or make anything better. It doesn’t provide meaning, it strips meaning away. It takes all the amusement out of the amusement park; no meaning, no significance to anything, no reason to get out of bed in the morning. C-Rex brings nothing to the table, whereas U-Rex creates the illusion of meaning. We must have the context U-Rex provides. Even though it’s false, it’s still context.”

“Sure. The truth might set you free, but then you find yourself standing in an endless parking lot outside the amusement park wondering why you’re out, and how to get back in. Truth has nothing to recommend it except that it’s true. U-Rex has everything to recommend it except that it’s false.”

We each exist for but a short time, and in that time explore but a small part of the whole universe.

Warning: The scientific findings contained herein are based on the uncritical acceptance of consensus reality as true reality, and must therefore be viewed in the same light as mythology, folklore, superstition and religion.

Honest thought is invariably destructive and must ultimately result in untruth-unrealization and C-Rex. In any case, none of this truth, adulthood, or C-Rex stuff requires super-intelligence, just serious thought and intent.

An error does not become truth by reason of multiplied propagation, nor does truth become error because nobody sees it. Mahatma Gandhi

Monotheistic religions can’t survive on their

own merit so their time-tested strategy is to abandon common sense and be so über-nutso that they can’t be held to any reasonable standard of reason. This approach works for them, but it’s not of their creation or devising. It’s a facet of life in the fogbound, eyes-closed, fear-based dreamstate, and the soil in this part of the amusement park is so fertile that virtually any story you plant will sprout into an inhabitable fantasy. If you live in such a fantasy alone, you’re mentally ill, if you live there with a small group, you’re a brainwashed cultmember, and if you live there with a large group, you’re respectably religious.

The degree to which we are able to surrender ourselves and disempower ego is the degree to which we are able to

let ourselves be guided, informed and enriched by this overlighting intelligence.

no one is out there getting this stuff figured out for you. You are the only one representing your interests. Do it

yourself or it don’t get done. BYOFT.

Truth is not a spiritual pursuit. A guru may be necessary to follow a teaching, but to make a journey we must cut everything away, gurus and teachings included. We can sit together, but we must travel alone.

Remember, there’s nothing to know. Kill the guru. No head full of spiritual knowledge or wall

full of spiritual books can ever be other than an anchor. All forward motion depends on release, not gain. Only that knowledge which destroys knowledge facilitates progress.

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Consciousness can never be known as an object of experience because it

is the very subject that experiences everything.

Consciousness is the substrate of the material world, which in turn is its illusory transformation. Consciousness is not the effect of the world, but its very cause. Consciousness is said to be the purest knowledge itself,

Due to ignorance, Consciousness is visible as the material world and its objects.

Consciousness is attributeless and formless. It is the Self-existent, the Absolute and the Imperishable.

Maya is the complex illusionary power of Consciousness which causes Consciousness to be seen as the material world of separate forms. Maya has two main functions; one is to “hide” Consciousness from ordinary human perception, and the other is to present the material world in its place. Maya is also said to be indescribable, though it may be said that all sense data entering one’s awareness via the five senses are Maya, since the fundamental reality underlying sensory perception is completely hidden. It is also said that Maya is neither completely real nor completely unreal, hence indescribable. Maya dwells within Consciousness, but Consciousness is

unaffected by Maya, just as a magician is not tricked by his own magic. Maya is temporary and is transcended with “true knowledge,” or perception of the more fundamental reality, Consciousness, which permeates Maya.

1. Consciousness-without-an-object is. 56. Beside the Great Space there is none other. Truth exists, untruth does not. There is only truth.

I know I-Am/Consciousness, but I don’t know You-Are/Consciousness. I don’t know anything about you except that I perceive you. In this sense, you are just another element in my conscious environment, as real or not-real as a thought or a memory or a dream. I might treat you like I believe you possess I-Am/Consciousness, but I have no idea.

Here in the rabbit-hole, I’m just going along to get along. I have learned that if I don’t kick big rocks, I don’t suffer the ill-effects thereof. When in Rome, and all that. Assuming for the moment

that you do possess I-Am/Consciousness, then I am to you as you are to me; a perception, the appearance of a person, a Philosophical Zombie. Only you know if you exist, but you have no idea about anyone else. In philosophy, this is called the Problem of Other Minds, and the Philosophical Zombie thing is a real tool for understanding that perceived entities – everyone else – cannot be assumed to possess I-Am/Consciousness. They could just be non-sentient actors playing their roles on the stage of my dreamstate – my dream...

I say again – it would be hard to overstate this point – that no mystic or deity or high-placed insider could ever know more than I Am. However you reckon the universe, whatever you believe, no one can ever know more than you kno...

you know I Am, then you have reached the Knowledge Maximum. Well done, I’m sure your parents would be very p...