The following is an excerpt from a draft of Richard Grossinger’s Bottoming Out the Universe, originally published on his website.
When astronomers chart extra-solar planets, tracking their blips in front of sun-stars, they come up with mostly Jovian behemoths, super-Earths, or eccentrically orbiting kettles of gas, but they are restricted to a single set of azimuths. Seth offers an interdimensional view:
“Your idea of space travel … is to journey over the ‘skin of your universe.’ You do not understand that your system is expanding within itself….”1
“When you journey on the earth, you move around the outside of it. So far, your ideas of space travel involve that kind of surface navigation…. When you think in terms of traveling to other planets or to other galaxies … the same kind of surface travel is involved … going around space rather than directly through it….
“Your own coordinates close you off from recognizing that there are indeed other intelligences alive even within your own solar system. You will never meet them in your exterior reality, however, for you are not focused in the time period of their existence. You may physically visit the ‘very same planet’ on which they reside, but to youthe planet will appear barren, or not able to support life.
“In the same way, others can visit your planet with the same results…. Some intelligent beings have visited your planet, finding not the world you know but a probable one. There are always feedbacks between probable systems….
“If you understand … inner coordinates having to do with the inner behavior of electrons … then such travel could be relatively instantaneous. The coordinates that link you with others who are more or less of your kind have to do with psychic and psychological intersections that result in a like space-time framework….”2
Is this a mishmash of scientific and mystical systems—or does it point to the E.T. reality? Reader’s choice. What kind of permission do you want to give the universe? Seth continues: “The universe of which I speak expands constantly in terms of intensity and quality and value, in a way that has nothing to do with your idea of space. The basic universe beneath all camouflage does not have an existence in space at all, as you envision it. Space is a camouflage.
“[T]he basic universe exists behind all camouflage universes…. The brain is [also] a camouflage pattern. It takes up space. It exists in time, but the mind takes up no space and does not have its basic existence in time.”3
Imagine the blue-green whorl of Earth as a thoughtform, illuminating the spaciousness of open mind in open space, through which Etheric, Astral, and higher energies, flow like ambrosia from an alembic, spreading clairsentient information. The panorama of suns and worlds is a refraction of consciousnesses through one another at our particular frequency. That is the hole in reality that cannot not be assayed. When Ellias Lonsdale sat at Sarah’s bedside at her death, he watched her closely with his third eye to catch a glimpse where she went—it was not out but in.4 The rest of the vast universe lies in inner not outer space.
“Effective space travel, creative space travel on your part, will not occur until you learn that your space-time system is one focus. Otherwise you will seem to visit one dead world after another, blind to civilizations that may exist on any of them. Some of these difficulties could be overcome if you learned to understand the … multidimensionality of even your own physical structure, and allowed your consciousness some of its greater freedom….
“[U]ntil you understand that, you will not … be able to thoroughly explore any planet—or any reality, including your own.”5
Only when we learned how to exteriorize interior space will we find the missing cosmos.
Amazon hundred-billionaire Jeff Bezos has amassed more money than he can deploy—there is no enterprise or group of enterprises that could effectively convert that much downstream capital into functional applications. Much like Bill Gates and Elon Musk, he is using it to create the future. His Blue Origin space company is more socially progressive than trying to become immortal. Yet both are technocratic fantasies and suffer from the same delusion, that we can buy, construct, formulate, or fabricate our way out of the present crisis.
A sci-fi junkie who grew up to be an epoch-defining entrepreneur, Bezos has every reason to think that he is on the right track. Interplanetary exploration is, to him, the only viable resolution for humanity, and the only practical way to conduct it is by rockets and cities on other worlds within the Solar System: better rockets, more durable domes, synthetic ecosystems. He makes an educated argument:
“Now if you take baseline energy usage globally across the whole world and compound it at just a few percent a year for just a few hundred years, you have to cover the entire surface of the Earth in solar cells. That’s the real energy crisis. And it’s happening soon. And by soon, I mean within just a few hundred years. We don’t actually have that much time. So what can you do? Well, you can have a life of stasis, where you cap how much energy we get to use. You have to work only on efficiency. By the way, we’ve always been working on energy efficiency, and still we grow our energy usage. It’s not like we have been squandering energy. We have been getting better at using it with every passing decade. So, stasis would be very bad, I think.
“Now take the scenario, where you move out into the Solar System. The Solar System can easily support a trillion humans. And if we had a trillion humans, we would have a thousand Einsteins and a thousand Mozarts and unlimited (for all practical purposes) resources and solar power unlimited for all practical purposes. That’s the world that I want my great-grandchildren’s great-grandchildren to live in.”6
But there’s no breathable air on any other body in the Solar System. There’s also no food, shelter, protection from radiation, no water on most of them, or none close to the human temperature range except Mars, which in most locales is significantly more frigid than the Arctic. Where there’s water elsewhere on planets and moons, it’s not in the right form or place.
Space settlement lies well outside the range of our technology. I would suggest Mr. Bezos start by ditching his space company, rockets, and sci-fi mirage, which works better as a literary device and a psychic metaphor. You cannot bring back the New World or Oceania, their aboriginal fertility and cornucopia, even by recreating faint replicas on other nearby orbs.
If the goal is to travel in space, meaning in cosmic spaciousness, you have to figure out how to get into space. There’s a fair likelihood that intelligent life forms from other world have come here, even presently, in physical ships. If we want to fashion their counterparts, we had better figure out how they do, perhaps by tuning vessels to a direct vibration of a remote planet, whatever that means. It sounds like a sacred-geometry conflation. I take the notion from an illicit Seth channeling long after Jane Roberts’ passing.7 (Seth made it clear that, for authenticity, he would only speak through Jane). “He” addressed transmissions by the Challenger astronauts to two mediums after their shuttle exploded in January 1986, plunging their module into the ocean. Traumatized in the aftermath, they were baffled to find themselves still in existence. They tried to contact NASA by a trained remote-messaging protocol and ended up reaching Jeanne Love, a medium, in Adrian, Michigan. Later, Regina Ochoa, a second recipient based in Northern California, joined her in channeling. The astronauts have been reaching out to humanity for thirty-two years, trying to tell us that their fate is an intentional clue to the space program we need.
“Nothing exists outside the psyche,” says Seth, the original one, “that does not exist within it, and there is no unknown world that does not have its psychological or psychic counterpart.”8 Our space exploration is “simply flying like an insect around the outside of [a] television set, trying to light on the fruit, say, that is shown upon the screen—and wondering … why [we] cannot.”9
There is no interstellar possibility in internal-combustion engines and cold gas thrusters, in their action-reaction propulsion or gravity-well acceleration. That stuff simply sends you faster around a surface on which you will always be a bug confronting an ocean trillions of times vaster than Jovian and Neptunian ones. It’s back to the drawing board, Jeff.
As long as consciousness is implicated, there are stars inside and out, and inside-out, and there is no way to determine what we are actually looking at or is doing the looking. We are just as percipiently gazing into ten sefirot, the Monadic realm from afar, the Ray of Creation, or a shimmering field of orgone. Starry night is not only a mirage but a perfect mirage: a phantasmagoria by its ephemeral nature, a spell because of its prolongation, an altar because of its capacity for transference.
Every theory of physics and mathematics, every topology and ontology, works, even as they contradict one another, because the universe is not only more complex than all of them put together but conducive to their cosmologies at the frequency of the thoughtform generating it. Of course, these cosmologies are coming out of the thoughtform too, so their reflexion back is a similitude, the similitude to end all similitudes.
All of us—Neil deGrasse Tyson, Richard Dawkins, The Dalai Lama, Donald Trump, the Pope, Joseph Kony, Boko Haram, Abu Musab al-Zarqai, Bill Gates, Lady Gaga, Malala Yousafzai—are matching the same picture. They are not just matching it; they are creating it, as is everyone else and every creature. The anonymous birds overhead share not only our DNA but our thoughtform, at their own frequency. Their frequency determines that they are birds rather than humans (or bees or whales) and that their picture is a bird one. But without bird pictures, the human picture would be incomplete. Without lizard and wasp pictures…. Yes, some animals become extinct, but the pictures continue to be sustained on Etheric and higher levels and by other animals, plants, and stones.
Look again. Solid objects—buildings, clouds, vehicles—are being collectively generated, by themselves as well because everything has an aspect of consciousness. Even gravity, heat, light, and thermonuclear fission and fusion are flowing out of collective intelligence. The reason that it doesn’t look like a thoughtform (or simulation) is because it is vibrating at our same frequency of materialization and because so many creatures and entities, living and dead, are generating it. Everyone is unconsciously projecting a world simultaneously out of the karma and physics of the world’s own manifestation: an entangling and durable mirage. That’s why it’s so hard to dissipate and get behind the curtain.
“The universe was not created in some dim past, but is newly recreated by our own thoughts, dreams, and desires—so that reality happens at all possible levels at once.”10 We are generating a consensus universe, vibrating to convert a collective latency from outside or inside it. Like fireflies in temporary unison, our pictures are creating—well, reality. There is no exception. if you’re here, you’re matching pictures; that’s what allows you to be here. If you no longer match the pictures, then, adios, you’re already gone.
The universe falls into place, or if not into place, into something resembling system verisimilitude if we take the radical and outrageous step of conceding that consciousness is igniting it, and it is thought essences generating thoughtforms. At Causal and Mental tiers, and higher vibrations from which the Ray of Creation feeds and activates both material and nonmaterial universes, the dichotomy between a unit of consciousness and a unit of matter (atomic particles) evaporates, for both are emanating from the same vibrating potential.
This is where the priority flips from the “universe,” however it arose, to All That Is, which encompasses and predates the universe on the cosmic calendar.
Seth’s insights about origination could arise from Jane Roberts’ unconscious instead of from a discrete transpersonal entity, but the two converge in such a way as to make attribution pointless. The scale is too large for it to matter. I have patched together some of her channeled snippets to make up a Sethian cosmology. S/he directly takes on science’s view that we are conscious secondarily as an effect of the biochemistry of physical matter which alone is real (what Jane out of trance calls “the paradox of mind denying its own reality … [concluding that we are] creatures formed by elements combining mindlessly in a universe created by chance, surrounded everywhere by chaos” 11):
“All That is, before the beginning, contained within itself the infinite thrust of all possible creations. All That Is possessed a creativity of such magnificence that its slightest imaginings, dreams, thoughts, feelings or moods attained a kind of reality, a vividness, an intensity, that almost demanded freedom….
“The experience, the subjective universe, the “mind” of All That Is, was so brilliant, so distinct, that All That Is almost became lost, mentally wandering within this ever-flourishing, ever-growing interior landscape. Each thought, feeling, dream, or mood was itself indelibly marked with all the attributes of this infinite subjectivity. Each glowed and quivered with its own creativity, its own desire to create as it had been created.”12
This isn’t as corkscrew-tight or interpolated as Kantian or Hegelian ontologies, and it lacks the sheer angular firepower of Whitehead’s “process and reality,” but it joins macrocosm and microcosm from a point that is, for lack of a better term, extraterrestrial.
“Thoughts of such magnificent vigor began to think their own thoughts—and their thoughts thought thoughts. As if in divine astonishment and surprise, All That Is began to listen, and began to respond to these ‘generations’ of thoughts and dreams, for the thoughts and dreams related to each other also….
“It is very difficult to try to assign anything like human motivation to All That Is. I can only say that it is possessed by the ‘need’ to … lovingly transform its own reality in such a way that each most slight probable consciousness can come to be; and with the need to see that any and all possible orchestrations of consciousness have the change to emerge, to perceive and to love.”13
This is Qabalistic and Vedic, and plumbs Aboriginal Dreamtime. The Divine, the singular force of Yahweh or Brahma permeates its own creation and ignites its Dreaming from within. All That Is thinks the universe, or universes, into being.
Personal identity originates not epiphenomenally from molecular aggregation but as the nexus of views and portals from which the Creation is emerging and spinning out. The Great Dance is a timeless shimmering of mind and view, illuminating, expanding, and pushing against an intrinsic constraint so intrinsic that the word palls before the implication. The tension, if you can call it that, is driving evolution, both in the formation of Nature and through Nature’s Darwinian parade. It is not sufficient to say that All That Is would be bored with nothing happening, for it is outside time and value, but it is also not sufficient to premise (theologically) that there must be evil, shadows, or blind spots in it to convert—though both of these considerations are valid in their way.
It is more that what is happening is what it looks like is happening, so our self-knowing and awareness hold the key to the cosmic riddle at a point where subjectivity is also objective. We know the source because it never separated from us. It continues to inform and direct, no matter how messy the universe and its politics get.
Remembering past lives or not remembering them is pretty much the same inside an amplituhedron reflecting consciously and unconsciously in so many directions and dimensions at once. Everything is connecting, communicating, and overlapping anyway, even in isolation. It is all telekinetic because it is conscious and kinetic both. The tree doesn’t fall in the forest if no one hears it, not because of a secondary rebus or riddle but because of the primary fusion of thought and form that upholsters realities. It isn’t realonly because it is—that is, real as reflection and view.
“When All That Is, in your terms, put all of those conditions together, it saw, of course, in a flash, the mental creation of these objective worlds that would be needed—and as it imagined those worlds…, they were physically created….
“[E]ach hypothetical point in your universe is in direct contact with All That Is in the most basic terms…. Divine subjectivity is indeed infinite. It can never be entirely objectified. When the worlds, yours and others, were thus created, there was indeed an explosion of unimaginable proportions, as the divine spark of inspiration exploded into objectivity….. [C]onsciousnesses were individualized before the beginning, but not manifest…. Value fulfillment itself is the most difficult to describe, for it combines the nature of a loving presence—a presence with the innate knowledge of its own divine complexity—with creative ability of infinite proportions that seeks to bring to fulfillment even the slightest, most distant portion of its own inverted complexity.”14
Mind reflects through the curvature of its own emptiness like a Dzogchen moon in a pool of water. The Big Bang is a thoughtform simultaneously internalized and externalized. Galactic space-time bends at the precise degree of its own intelligence and dimensionality at our range into a depth of shadowing and resistance throughout Creation. The stars convert every contradiction into a glittering truth-mystery.
The Big Bang is an expression of epistemological awakening and self-recognition. An implosion recognizing itself is recognized by itself. All the thoughts, feelings, and sensations—the knowledge and experience—that arise within Nature exist already as desire, ambition, and curiosity in All That Is. They get liberated and set to meadow and flock in the same outburst as the Big Bang. Divine expression is an extension or extenuation of the original value fulfillment roiling within All That Is.
“[S]cience’s thesis meets with no answering affirmation in the human heart—and in fact arouses the deepest antipathy, for in his heart man well knows his own worth, and realizes that his own consciousness is no accident. The psyche, then, possesses within itself an inner affirmation, an affirmation that keeps man from being completely blinded by his own edifices….”15
Scientism is so dazzled by the forces and forms of extenuation that it does not recognize that internalization is an equal and complementary function. The attack against nonlocal consciousness, modernity’s jeremiad, is an attempt to root that consciousness deeply enough that it can never be excoriated from future universes and realities by a cataclysm. Materialism is the ultimate lure to draw mind out of its fascination with its own abstraction into the stipe grounding it.
Our salvo to survive the death of our local sun-star and obsolescence of the Big Bang is not a by-product of cryonics or space migration; it is a matter of recognizing what a sun-star or planet actually is. If the universe were real, it would be exactly the same as it is, so it is real. Reality is being able to hoist matter, in fact the whole universe, onto the scales of consciousness and bob it there. Consciousness designed a universe of—more consciousness. That universe will get to the bottom, the bottom of itself, beyond all mirages because something is indelible and it looks exactly like this, but in a totally other way.
The point of this undertaking, a thread which begins with my earliest writing in Solar Journal, is not to try to impose unearned metaphysical speculations on humanity’s best model of the physical universe, so carefully fabricated and vetted over generations of this civilization, but to set it alongside universes created by consciousness. The riddle is matter as perceived by mind inside mind as perceived by mind, and then the dialectic of that, and so on.
Consciousness is a thing, and the universe is a thing, and together they make up All That Is. But that’s an oversimplification because All That Is encompasses more than just consciousness and the universe.
Seth 2 adds, “[T]his dimension [e.g., source realm] nurses your own world, reaching down into your system. These realities are still only those at the edge of the one in which you have your present existence. Far beyond are others, so alien to you that I could not explain them. Yet they are connected with your own life, and they find expression even within the smallest cells of your flesh.
“We do not understand the nature of the reality you are creating, even though the seeds were given to you by us. We respect it and revere it. Do not let the weak sounds of this voice confuse you. The strength behind it would form the world as you know it and sustain it for centuries.”16
- Jane Roberts, The Unknown Reality, Volume Two (San Rafael, California: Amber-Allen Publications, 1996), p. 344.
- ibid., p. 345.
- ibid., pp. 660-661.
- Ellias Lonsdale, personal communication, 1994.
- Jane Roberts, The Unknown Reality, Volume Two, pp. 345-347.
- Tim Fernholz, “Jeff Bezos explains how his space company will save civilization,” https://qz.com/1266038/jeff-bezos-explains-how-his-space-company-blue-origin-will-save-civilization/.
- Challenger Crew Channeling, https://www.challengercc.org/back/seth.php, 2018.
- Jane Roberts, The Unknown Reality, Volume Two, p. 360.
- 9 Ibid., pp. 357, 359.
- Jane Roberts, Dreams, Evolution, and Value Fulfillment, Volume One (San Rafael, California: Amber-Allen Publications, 1997), p. 21.
- ibid., pp. 152, 153
- ibid., pp. 127-128.
- ibid., p. 129.
- ibid., pp. 130-131, 138.
- ibid., pp. 146-147. In these five sectors from Seth, I have taken the liberty of adding a few commas, removing an underline and some pauses and repetitions, and merging paragraphs to make it more understandable in the form I am using it.
- Jane Roberts, Adventures in Consciousness: An Introduction to Aspect Psychology (Needham, Massachusetts: Moment Point Press, 1975), pp. 5, 7.
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