Tag: beingness

The Absence of Dimension

A Contemplation on Absolute Monism

What dimension is the experience of absolute monism?

That very question quietly collapses under its own weight.

To ask “how many” is to divide the indivisible. To quantify is to measure a mystery that can only be met in its own silence. Within the direct realization of Turiyatita—that which lies beyond even Turiya—there is no vantage point from which to count, compare, or classify. The moment dimensionality is assigned, we have already slipped back into the architecture of mind, where form assumes primacy over essence.

Still, the mind hungers for some orientation. So let’s turn the prism slowly, exploring this from a few distinct angles—not as answers, but as offerings.

1. Relative Lens: The Architecture of Experience

Certain esoteric traditions offer a gradient of consciousness: from the dense contours of the material (3D), to subtle inner time-space (4D), toward integrative fields of unity (5D and above). These serve as helpful metaphors, allowing seekers to understand how consciousness may expand or refine. Yet even the loftiest of these is still part of the dream—within the cosmic play of form.

From this lens, the direct encounter with nonduality might appear multi-dimensional, even interdimensional, because it defies the logic of linearity. It feels vast, borderless, paradoxical. But it is still being interpreted by a relative mind, even if only for a moment.

2. Transcendental Lens: The Priorness of the Real

Absolute monism is not located anywhere because it is not a location.

Dimensionality implies structure. It assumes contrast. But the Absolute is prior to all arising. It is not 1D, 5D, or 12D—it is the generative zero-point. The stillness that allows all movement. The background that isn’t separate from the foreground but holds all images without ever becoming one.

It is not empty like a void; it is empty like ungraspable fullness. The kind of emptiness that births stars and dissolves gods. Not confined to being or non-being, but transcending both.

3. Direct Realization: The Collapse of All Coordinates

No map leads here.

Direct realization is immediate and unmediated. Not because you reached a peak, but because the climber vanished. There is no experiencer—only experiencing. No mind reflecting on awareness—only awareness aware of itself.

Here, space has not been born. Time has not begun ticking. Even the concept of unity dissolves, for there is nothing to be unified. What remains is suchness—pure presence prior to presence. A silent explosion of is-ness so complete it leaves no trace.

Not a Dimension. Not Even a State.

So what do we call it?

Nothing.

And everything.

To speak of “the dimension of absolute monism” is to subtly betray it. Better to say: it is the absence of dimension in which all dimensions arise and dissolve. Not a high place, but the place before place. Not a peak, but the disappearance of altitude itself.

A Final Whisper

Absolute monism is not the highest dimension.
It is the absence of dimension,
where even “one” dissolves.
Here, all becomes what it has always been—
indivisible, unbounded, unspoken.

Morgan O. Smith

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The Knower and the Known

When Form Dreams of Itself

You are known by Being. Before identity could be sculpted by language, or selfhood dressed in names, something vast and wordless recognized you. Not as a separate object in the universe, but as the universe aware of itself through your eyes.

A being wished to be known. This desire was not born of lack, but of possibility—the silent joy of expressing wholeness through multiplicity. Thought stirred the stillness. From the quiet field of pure potential arose the illusion of distance between knower and known, seer and seen.

Form was the answer to a question never asked. Matter became a mirror for what could never be reflected. Consciousness, looping through itself, painted shapes on the canvas of time—not to find itself, but to taste itself.

But this story is recursive. The being that wished to be known by form was always Being itself, pretending to forget. It authored the forgetting so the rediscovery would be felt—so the dream of separation could end in the revelation of unity.

You are not a self trying to awaken. You are the awakening disguised as a self. Not a fragment, but the entirety momentarily folded into appearance. To be known by Being is to be undone by truth—not as something to gain, but as something to stop resisting.

So ask not who you are.

Ask who is asking.

And then allow the question to dissolve—until nothing remains but the Knowing itself, resting as what it has always been.

Morgan O. Smith

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One Heartbeat…One Thousand Thoughts

Consider the heartbeat: a steady, rhythmic pulse that carries the force of life through every cell of your being. Within each beat lies an unseen multitude, a vast array of thoughts—fleeting, overlapping, and often unnoticed. This single moment, this solitary beat contains within it the energy of a thousand thoughts, each connected to the next, creating the internal world we navigate daily.

Thoughts rush like a river, surging with desires, fears, memories, and plans. Yet, they are barely registered before the next wave crashes. The heartbeat, however, remains a constant companion, reminding us that a profound stillness exists beneath the surface of our scattered minds.

It is within this space—the pause between heartbeats—that clarity can emerge. As our awareness deepens, we recognize that the mind’s racing thoughts are but ripples on the ocean of our being. We are not the thoughts themselves but the consciousness that observes them. By aligning with the heartbeat rather than the noise of the mind, we begin to see beyond the clutter of mental activity, into the spacious awareness where thoughts dissolve and presence shines.

A single heartbeat holds the potential for transformation, for within that beat is the opportunity to disengage from the frantic movement of thought and return to the grounded essence of who we are. Thought is not the enemy, but its sheer volume often drowns out the wisdom that whispers between the beats.

This shift, from identifying with thought to residing in awareness, is subtle but profound. It reveals that while a thousand thoughts may pass through our minds, they are transient. The heartbeat, however, is the rhythm of life itself, a steady pulse guiding us toward presence. Here lies a truth often overlooked: life happens not in the storm of thoughts, but in the quiet between them.

The next time your mind feels overwhelmed, listen to your heartbeat. Allow yourself to rest in the awareness that arises in its rhythm. Watch as the thousand thoughts lose their hold, and the simplicity of being takes centre stage. This is the essence of spiritual awakening—a return to the heart, where a thousand thoughts collapse into one still, eternal presence.

Morgan O. Smith

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