
On my eternal travels today as always, taking in the scenery with total appreciation and always open to finding more keys to the Truth. Maybe today I could give one of my keys to another Doll, should I run into anyone. Perhaps I could inspire an awakening in them. But suddenly for a moment I noticed where I was —where I am right here, right Now. Just there —er here, I met a golden man (clearly not a Doll) standing at a Crossroads…
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: Which road did you come by?
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: Excuse me? Oh, um… The one I am standing on.
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: Yes but now the road is upside down. Are you certain that is the right road? You are standing upright.
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: (As I turned to look down and behind myself the road shifted again.) Now it only goes in the opposite direction.
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: How curious, hm? Ha ha.
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: Why are you just standing here? Deciding which way to go?
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: I am a metaphor. Do you see all the roads at this Crossroads?
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: Now I do. Now that I am aware of them.
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(All of a sudden as if out of the shadows or thin air, I could see not just two roads intersecting to make four but there were roads everywhere! There were roads between roads, roads on top of roads, roads inside roads, upside down roads, backwards roads, roads inside out, some were in technicolor while others were faded, some were transparent, some were completely indescribable and alien in nature and seemed to exist in several dimensions at once!)
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: Wow…there is a road going right through me! There is one right above my head and the one under my feet is now moving like a conveyor belt but I am not moving with it.
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: This is what is always available to us. In fact we can not, not be right here. I stand here as a metaphor of a Deliberate Human Being at an endless Crossroads. However if you came to meet me as your dog Paris, I would appear in like-form to her —a Deliberate Companion in the Dog form. You see, no matter if the roads move or if we move on them, we will always be right here —at a Crossroads.
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: So if at any time I shift my perception to the Now then I will always be here?
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: Where are you Now?
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: Right, ha ha…..here.
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: We are all right here all the time and the roads are always moving, changing with each step. So while you are always here, you are never in the same place you were before. Never the same place twice, but always here.
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: What are these roads for? What do they represent?
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: Represent or re-present? Ha ha, it is always the present here over and over again. Here you are, you were just here, here you are again, here you will be in one moment. Hello again, here we are. But to answer your question, these roads are choices, preferences and paths. A pretty easy metaphor. They are roads. And these roads go places.
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: I thought you said the roads all lead here —that I am always going to end up right here.
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: Oh yes, no mistake, the roads lead right here each and every time, but the roads are going places indeed. They move around, change, take you to another time and place within your time/space perception, but since it is always Now, well you are always here. Quite a paradox it seems, but this is Truth. I personally re-present anyone, everyone as well as every thing in existence. We are all here together infinitely with infinite choices. Now which way shall you go?
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: Well I ought to consciously choose a direction. Okay, well I’ve been on an inner journey so I guess I’ll take that inside out road that manifests as a tunnel.
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: How does your choice of road feel?
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: Right for me right now. I feel good, almost excited —yes I am confident and passionate about this choice of road!
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: It is therefore your next logical step on your path. Joyous journey! I’ll be seeing you —right here!
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: Ha ha! Thank you and see you again… Now!
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And with that, I took a conscious step and landed on another Crossroads inbetween Crossroads, right where I would again choose my next logical step on my path. Now anytime I consciously shift my focus to the Now, I can see all of the infinite roads and once again I am greeted by the happy golden soul I call the Crossroads Key Keeper.