White and Black People come from different galaxyies.
This is not to denigrate anyone in any way-
-If anything, the Aryan Norse are the outsiders here.
Black People came with the planet, so to speak-
White People got dropped off by the Mothership
at least, from a certain point of view.
Forgive me for writing such utter madness.
You see, my name is Bastante Solipsis Marquez, and I come from the future. Your future, as a matter of fact. It's the only future you've got.
Dear reader, you ARE the collective consciousness. I'm talking to you. Dear old transpersonal you- Hey transpersonal all-of-you-out-there, I'm talking to YOU!! The social collective. The hive. The swarm. The all-of-us-IAM together inhabiting physicality as best as we know how. Hey Collective Consciousness, check this out:
The art of living the dream by doing the least damage is
the art of sustainability.
Sustainability, in the end, must begin with the art of breath and posture. Letting go of each moment, embracing each moment, letting go of each moment, embracing each moment, letting go of the past, beginning again...
Breath and posture require time and some space, which means we need to invent a future we are quickly running out of. It's not so much that we are running out of time, or even space, for that matter, as much as we are running out of story to believe in. So we need to invent a story to believe in. Which is what i'm doing. In a way that you can relate to, and overstand, and believe in. Which will give us some more time...
to dream.
And collective, I'm here to reassure you that we are dreaming our way into a good dream, the very best dream imaginable, and we've been given pretty clear instructions about how to make it happen in the most nonviolent, peaceful, mutually prosperous way, because after all it's all of us or none of us.
Black People might have actually come from another planet, after all. I don't really know. What I do know is this: There is only one possible future before us, and that is the future in which we balance our culture with our ecology, which requires us to overcome our fabricated culture of death and instead re-create our way into a culture of life. This requires celebration! This requires a Jubilee!
Sustainable ecological management is, and has always been, economics. Management of the global household, so to speak. And forgiveness of the past is a moral prerequisite to happiness...
Which means that collectively, sustainable economics requires debt forgiveness. This ancient economic reality is actually included in the Bible, believe it or not.
Its time to forgive debts, people. Mine and yours. This is the gospel of Christ. This is the Good News. There may be a touch of Judgment Day in it, but only those Chosen Sacred Damned will fail to be saved. The rest of us are only required to forgive. That's the rite, and the initiation, and the sacred fire, and the sacred flame, and the Holy Cross we are required to bear.
Our dharma is to forgive. This is the only way out of Matrix, this is the only way out of the path of death. Everything that isn't forgiveness is murder, for everything that doesn't forgive fails to forgive itself, and consequently destroys itself, which is what our culture is currently doing, and getting damn good at it, too damn good if you ask me.
This is my point: If you finance my education, I will build you a school. If you already have a school, allow me to preach the gospel. And the gospel goes like this:
Forgive one another, forgive one another, love one another, and forgive one another.
Let us forgive ourselves. Jesus Christ Amen.
History is no longer being written. History is being created, through our imagination.
Watch how it works:
Sanskrit is far, far, older than this solar system. So is Hebrew. These languages were brought to this planet. Go figure. Antarctica is the ice-covered ancient civilization of Atlantis, and I know, because I was there. Antarctica, I mean. Atlantis too, but so long ago I don't remember anymore. Deep beneath Antarctica's ice are huge pyramids which store energy and are still operational. They infected my dreams and my reality, which is why I am now an open channel.
I don't know what the truth is, and I don't know how
a mere story I'm telling myself about the truth
is any different from the truth.
Not that they aren't worlds apart:
Rather, I am inherently built
to deny that any difference could possibly exist
between my story and the truth.
I want to both believe in the truth
and believe in my story about the truth at the same time,
even when (especially when) my story about the truth isn't true.
I want to believe in my beliefs even when they're not true. When the truth conflicts with my beliefs, sometimes i go with my beliefs.
For this crime, and many others, I need to forgive myself.
And then, I need to aspire very hard to go with the truth, even when it conflicts with my beliefs.
My story about the truth is very rational, and thus safe. My story about the truth goes like this: I am a relatively comfortable, mostly harmless insane person.
This is my story about the truth. I want very much to believe it, even though it's actually not particularly true. It's not particularly false, either, though, is my point. So why not believe it?
The truth is irrational, improbable, unlikely, and impossible: The only sustainable option is forgiveness, and love, by which life can prosper and the Death Worshippers and their Chosen Sacred Damned can be overthrown.
The truth is this. Art is the Truth, and the Function of Art is to Become the Truth, and the Nature of Art is to overthrow the truth with the Truth, which then becomes the truth, which then is overthrown.
The primal Adya Shakti is creative. The truth is perpetually being created, through art, on the palette of the cosmos.
And now you know a little bit about the kind of character I am. I am a mildly insane writer, who suffers from the mild insanity of a language-using mind. This language-using mind is well aware of the vast conglomeration of other language-using minds that are willing and able to be entertained and informed by the content of said language. It is for reasons such as this that I write.
The truth is that I am not from this planet. the truth is I am an alien hybrid starchild, sent here from the Pleiades. The truth is I am writing fiction, and history, and a poem all at once.
The truth is Quetzalcoatl has returned.
Sunday, December 18, 2016
Thursday, July 7, 2016
sadhu
In India, people with dreadlocks are very common. Men with crazy dreadlocks and long dreadlock beards are all over the place. They are sadhus.
A sadhu is a type of yogi, a wandering ascetic. Asceticism basically means
“Doing without”.
Richard Freeman talks about asana as a tool by which we burn off impurities through tapas. Tapas is the burning of the fire within the body. Burning this inner fire releases toxins and purifies the body. This is tapas, the path of purificiation.
Renunciation is another form of purification. Renunciation is the same thing as asceticism. Renouncing material possessions is a kind of tapas. Fasting is a kind of tapas. Renouncing worldly life is a kind of tapas. Millions of ascetics across Asia are purifying themselves through the fire of renunciation.
The Buddha was a renunciate, as are all Buddhist monks and nuns. They have renounced all material possessions. They have renounced money, sex, physical love, having children, their own parents, career, everything the world has to offer. They have done so because everything in this world is impermanent, and so all our attachments will ultimately lead to suffering.
nothing is worth getting attached to.
In India, one of the signs of renunciation are dreadlocks. They are very ugly, and they often smell bad! A man with dreadlocks in his hair and his beard has clearly been neglecting his appearance. This is deliberate. The path of spiritual life requires one to renounce worldly life, and renouncing worldly life requires one to renounce worldly appearances. Throughout India, yogis with dreadlocks are considered holy men. They are called ‘baba’, and people bow to them. They are considered holy because they have obviously renounced their capacity to be married, to have children, to have a career, to make money, to buy a house… no one is going to hire them, and no one is going to marry them! The act of growing dreadlocks has so thoroughly marginalized them that they cannot participate in worldly society anymore. And this is the path they have chosen, in order to pursue spiritual life.
Jesus said, “Man cannot serve both God and mammon.” Mammon is just a word for materialism. Jesus was saying that man cannot serve the world of materialism and the world of spirituality - he must choose between the two. Dreadlocks are a symbol representing a man’s choice.
We live in a very very materialistic world, and America is the capital of materialism. But we can’t take materialism with us when we die - when we die, we enter the nonmaterial world of spirit, and the only things we take with us are our thoughts, our speech, and our deeds - our karma. At least, this is the teaching of yoga. Consequently, a yogi may believe that cultivating good karma is more rewarding in the long run than cultivating a big bank account! Of course, material wealth is not a sign of spiritual poverty and spiritual wealth does not require material poverty - we just need to know that both kinds of wealth exist, and they tend to compete for our attention!
Richard Freeman says that our energy body - our chakra system - is what reincarnates from lifetime to lifetime. Reincarnation is one of the fundamental teachings of yoga. And so, while we think that if only we have this material possession, or that material possession, or this kind of family, or those kinds of looks, then we will be happy, the truth is we can never find complete happiness in this world, because time changes all things and all things are impermanent, even our bodies, our names, and our thoughts. Real happiness isn’t found in the material world - it can’t be. America is finding this out the hard way - the richest country in the world, and so many people are suffering emotionally…
Real happiness can only be found in spiritual life - purifying our body, speech, and mind through tapas. This is the path of yoga. The world cannot provide us with real happiness, and neither can the world take real happiness away from us. Real happiness is within us.
Of course there are lots of materialistic people with dreadlocks out there. Dreads are a fashion statement now, and people with dreads marry, have careers, own homes, etc. And there are also a great number of deeply spiritual, principled people with successful careers, nice homes, and conservative haircuts. We can't read a book by its cover.
And naturally its possible to make good karma and make good money at the same time. Bob Marley, or Wayne Dyer, for example. Historically, however, people tend to prioritize one over the other. And in today’s America, making good money is revered, while making good karma is either disregarded or ridiculed. Consequently, spiritual warriors may feel compelled to go against the grain, and make an artistic statement pointing out the world’s absurdity, even at the expense of worldly pleasure. Such may be a cause of the popularity of dreadlocks in America.
Jesus also said, “Do not store up treasure on Earth, where moths and rust destroy and thieves break in and steal, but store up your treasure in Heaven, where moths and rust cannot destroy and thieves cannot break in and steal.” He is talking about karma, is he not? Treasure stored on Earth will get left behind when we die.
Anyway. In America, a land of composites where many cultures mingle and merge and synthesize, it is of course possible to find people who are practicing spiritual life while choosing not to renounce. In fact many spiritual teachers say that this is not a time to renounce, but a time to be in the world and make it a better place.
And so - If you look hard enough, you might find a sincere ascetic yogi who has found a way to earn a little money, enough for food, gas, and a roof over his head, and maybe even dreams of someone willing to put up with his dreadlocks...
John Galt was a Nazi
Steiner's Ahriman is the excessive yang, the automaton, Neitzsche's Last Man, the Ah in Aum, the Jah of God, the supremely intelligent logical masculine, the universal deep ego and the universal deep God and the universal deep state. The deep self-exister. This universal deep ego, in being, knows itself to be, and must therefore merge with itself again, just as water poured into water does not remain separate, but merges with water. And in this merging the knower must submit to the knowing, and the knower must cease to be that the known may be fully, eternally, and infinitely experienced and manifested.
The knower dies that the known may manifest as the perspective of a reborn knower, and language itself must be shed, for the truth is infinite and thus infinitely un-languageable. The last man's name was John Galt, the man of pure ego, rational and superior in purpose, servant of Ahriman the Nazi, who is born and dies and is reborn, the last man becomes the first man, the last man is a reincarnator who reincarnates thoughts in loops of thinking and is forever imprisoned by dualistic thinking.
Using language is thinking, and thinking is a closed loop. Reality is an open loop, and the nature of mind is an open loop, and therefore thinking is inadequate to fathom the nature of mind.
Breathing is a paradoxical open loop. It never begins and it never ends, and it always folds in upon itself, renewing itself, awareness of respiration is the mobius strip of consciousness; awareness of respiration is the quantum/gravity paradox of an Escher painting manifesting as our own physical experience of now.
By focusing on respiration, Ahriman the Nazi was able to overcome his own ridiculously superior ego, and fathom the nature of mind.
Then he commanded John Galt to grow out his hair and buy a vaporizer. John Galt studied Ahriman the Nazi closely and realized that it was Lucifer!
Lucifer laughed, and admitted that when the poles shifted and the polarities reversed, excessive yang somehow transformed itself into excessive yin, and the extreme deep knower dies, and is reborn as a primordial, instinctive deep knowing. The nature of loss, he explained. Yang doesn't know how to surrender, yet it is consumed and perishes nonetheless, which is the deepest surrender possible. Yang fears death until it is reborn, and knows itself to have died, and so is unafraid. So yang changes, and grows, and heals.
The Last Man looked at himself, and realized that he was actually in a process of individuating, self-learning and cyberfeedbacking. He wasn't a perpetual ego after all, insisting on being, dying and returning. He was a becomer, a changer! He changed into the first man, pressed the opposite button, and reality shifted.
There is a place where 'thinking' is seen to be an impediment to the experience of the nature of mind, which is named reality. This leads to the death and simultaneous rebirth of thought, or ego, or I-ness. Empty mind observes the death and rebirth of language itself as a meaningful closed system, only to observe yet another language arise, that the experience may be meaningfully processed. The sharp edges of this finite, rational explanation of reality leave us perpetually gasping at our own traumatic rebirths as self-aware beings. Reincarnation itself leads to yet more and more ptsd, until we meditate and discover the death of the self that is constantly taking place, the inherent necessity of letting go and being present with thoughtless now, now being too fast for thought, now being far too fast for thought to catch up with, thought merely being frozen and fossilized pieces of now caught in space-time, and so in meditation we return forever and ever to the breath, which is always now, and is never other than now.
The inherent self-cognizing need for logical truth is forever faced with a paradoxical and illogical reality, where inhale inexplicably transforms into exhale and yang inexplicably transforms into yin and truth inexplicably transforms into change itself.
Reality is a word encompassing the nature of mind.
Thinking, dualistic mind needs explanations of its own coming into being, and - failing to provide itself with any - collapses in on itself, as far as the observer is able to observe, into an absence of any self-awareness, an absence of thought itself, simple pure undistracted, concentrated empty and egoless non dual awareness. Empty of self, empty of language. Pure, contentless, concentration itself. Samadhi. Jhana. Oneness. Not this, not this. Not this language, or any other. Neti, Neti.
We need to cultivate a little yin, a little of Steiner's Uu, like the Buddhas do. Meditation is a path out of the Wasteland, the intellectual desert of the logical, rational last man who wages great Wars of Materialism. Too much Uu brings out the lunacy, and even Lucifer, excessive yin.
Ahriman the Nazi meditated deeply. Out of his root chakra grew the great trunk of a tree, and out of his crown grew leaves. Through meditation his reptilian, survival-oriented root chakra blossomed, and grew upwards along the sushumna nadi. He connected with nature, and became a feminist. He cultivated an appreciation of diversity, the infinite variety of distinct and sovereign first-person perspectives experiencing Reality. He saw that this diversity was relative, subject to the temporal laws of change, non perpetuity, and thus suffering, and that diversity existed to evolve through suffering out of ignorance into wholeness and unity. He saw that diversity cultivated appreciation of oneness and oneness was obliged to cultivate appreciation of diversity.
The Sat Yuga begins as a political movement, Ahriman realized. Justice was actually just another name for reciprocity, and reciprocity led to a reality of perpetual karma.
Ahriman the Nazi realized at once that even very very good karma is not the best karma - the best karma is no karma at all, which requires forgiveness and compassion on the part of everyone we interact with, including ourselves. Only through forgiveness are we given permission to reset our karma, so to speak. This was and is the message of Christ, and this was and is the mission of Christ, who died that the teaching of forgiveness and compassion might transcend all other cries for justice, retribution, and reciprocity.
Ahriman realized with a start that superiority was not good karma either, but that only superior service to others was good karma.
The knower dies that the known may manifest as the perspective of a reborn knower, and language itself must be shed, for the truth is infinite and thus infinitely un-languageable. The last man's name was John Galt, the man of pure ego, rational and superior in purpose, servant of Ahriman the Nazi, who is born and dies and is reborn, the last man becomes the first man, the last man is a reincarnator who reincarnates thoughts in loops of thinking and is forever imprisoned by dualistic thinking.
Using language is thinking, and thinking is a closed loop. Reality is an open loop, and the nature of mind is an open loop, and therefore thinking is inadequate to fathom the nature of mind.
Breathing is a paradoxical open loop. It never begins and it never ends, and it always folds in upon itself, renewing itself, awareness of respiration is the mobius strip of consciousness; awareness of respiration is the quantum/gravity paradox of an Escher painting manifesting as our own physical experience of now.
By focusing on respiration, Ahriman the Nazi was able to overcome his own ridiculously superior ego, and fathom the nature of mind.
Then he commanded John Galt to grow out his hair and buy a vaporizer. John Galt studied Ahriman the Nazi closely and realized that it was Lucifer!
Lucifer laughed, and admitted that when the poles shifted and the polarities reversed, excessive yang somehow transformed itself into excessive yin, and the extreme deep knower dies, and is reborn as a primordial, instinctive deep knowing. The nature of loss, he explained. Yang doesn't know how to surrender, yet it is consumed and perishes nonetheless, which is the deepest surrender possible. Yang fears death until it is reborn, and knows itself to have died, and so is unafraid. So yang changes, and grows, and heals.
The Last Man looked at himself, and realized that he was actually in a process of individuating, self-learning and cyberfeedbacking. He wasn't a perpetual ego after all, insisting on being, dying and returning. He was a becomer, a changer! He changed into the first man, pressed the opposite button, and reality shifted.
There is a place where 'thinking' is seen to be an impediment to the experience of the nature of mind, which is named reality. This leads to the death and simultaneous rebirth of thought, or ego, or I-ness. Empty mind observes the death and rebirth of language itself as a meaningful closed system, only to observe yet another language arise, that the experience may be meaningfully processed. The sharp edges of this finite, rational explanation of reality leave us perpetually gasping at our own traumatic rebirths as self-aware beings. Reincarnation itself leads to yet more and more ptsd, until we meditate and discover the death of the self that is constantly taking place, the inherent necessity of letting go and being present with thoughtless now, now being too fast for thought, now being far too fast for thought to catch up with, thought merely being frozen and fossilized pieces of now caught in space-time, and so in meditation we return forever and ever to the breath, which is always now, and is never other than now.
The inherent self-cognizing need for logical truth is forever faced with a paradoxical and illogical reality, where inhale inexplicably transforms into exhale and yang inexplicably transforms into yin and truth inexplicably transforms into change itself.
Reality is a word encompassing the nature of mind.
Thinking, dualistic mind needs explanations of its own coming into being, and - failing to provide itself with any - collapses in on itself, as far as the observer is able to observe, into an absence of any self-awareness, an absence of thought itself, simple pure undistracted, concentrated empty and egoless non dual awareness. Empty of self, empty of language. Pure, contentless, concentration itself. Samadhi. Jhana. Oneness. Not this, not this. Not this language, or any other. Neti, Neti.
We need to cultivate a little yin, a little of Steiner's Uu, like the Buddhas do. Meditation is a path out of the Wasteland, the intellectual desert of the logical, rational last man who wages great Wars of Materialism. Too much Uu brings out the lunacy, and even Lucifer, excessive yin.
Ahriman the Nazi meditated deeply. Out of his root chakra grew the great trunk of a tree, and out of his crown grew leaves. Through meditation his reptilian, survival-oriented root chakra blossomed, and grew upwards along the sushumna nadi. He connected with nature, and became a feminist. He cultivated an appreciation of diversity, the infinite variety of distinct and sovereign first-person perspectives experiencing Reality. He saw that this diversity was relative, subject to the temporal laws of change, non perpetuity, and thus suffering, and that diversity existed to evolve through suffering out of ignorance into wholeness and unity. He saw that diversity cultivated appreciation of oneness and oneness was obliged to cultivate appreciation of diversity.
The Sat Yuga begins as a political movement, Ahriman realized. Justice was actually just another name for reciprocity, and reciprocity led to a reality of perpetual karma.
Ahriman the Nazi realized at once that even very very good karma is not the best karma - the best karma is no karma at all, which requires forgiveness and compassion on the part of everyone we interact with, including ourselves. Only through forgiveness are we given permission to reset our karma, so to speak. This was and is the message of Christ, and this was and is the mission of Christ, who died that the teaching of forgiveness and compassion might transcend all other cries for justice, retribution, and reciprocity.
Ahriman realized with a start that superiority was not good karma either, but that only superior service to others was good karma.
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Hell. and Heaven
Hell is full of beings who are scared to die.
If we could only face death bravely and equanimously, we would instantly be in heaven without even needing to go anywhere. But we are scared to die, so we stay alive in hell.
We live in the habit of past patterns, rather than a new present. Welcome to a brand now new. Believe is something different for a change.
We have built hell, the hell of a permanent self, the hell of a believable, coherent, logically consistent and self-referencing personality, the hell of ego. It is the hell of I AM.
I AM NOT.
I don't exist. I am a fictional character. I am anatta, no-self.
I am lost and don't exist and can't find myself and forgot about caring, gone beyond the duality of perceiver and perceived. I am is perceiving, and receiving, and reflecting, and broadcasting, and amplifying, by vibrating.
And vibration is change so I am is always changing. I rides the rhythm between the peaks and valleys of I's living and breathing vibrations.
Time determines the value of the self. Who self is depends upon where in the space-time-line self is being observed. Sometimes self is sad. Sometimes self is happy. Sometimes self is not self. Sometimes self is.
Does each self have a different name? Does each self have a different label? or Category?
Yes and no.
Non. Self names itself, and expects itself to behave in predictable patterns whether those patterns are healthy or not.
Yes. self without name, label, category, or reference point is non-referential and thus non-reflective but rather creative. True self is original, creative, unknown and unknowable. Unthinkable, even.
So what do we think about?
Breath and posture. Take a deep breath...
If we could only face death bravely and equanimously, we would instantly be in heaven without even needing to go anywhere. But we are scared to die, so we stay alive in hell.
We live in the habit of past patterns, rather than a new present. Welcome to a brand now new. Believe is something different for a change.
We have built hell, the hell of a permanent self, the hell of a believable, coherent, logically consistent and self-referencing personality, the hell of ego. It is the hell of I AM.
I AM NOT.
I don't exist. I am a fictional character. I am anatta, no-self.
I am lost and don't exist and can't find myself and forgot about caring, gone beyond the duality of perceiver and perceived. I am is perceiving, and receiving, and reflecting, and broadcasting, and amplifying, by vibrating.
And vibration is change so I am is always changing. I rides the rhythm between the peaks and valleys of I's living and breathing vibrations.
Time determines the value of the self. Who self is depends upon where in the space-time-line self is being observed. Sometimes self is sad. Sometimes self is happy. Sometimes self is not self. Sometimes self is.
Does each self have a different name? Does each self have a different label? or Category?
Yes and no.
Non. Self names itself, and expects itself to behave in predictable patterns whether those patterns are healthy or not.
Yes. self without name, label, category, or reference point is non-referential and thus non-reflective but rather creative. True self is original, creative, unknown and unknowable. Unthinkable, even.
So what do we think about?
Breath and posture. Take a deep breath...
Sunday, April 27, 2014
breath and posture
The military industrial complex dwells inside my mind.
a protected, unelected deep ego dwells within me, maintaining control at all costs. it is not ethical nor does it negotiate. Its purpose is survival. it uses all available resources - it diverts necessary functions, even - in order to build defenses and armor and weapons that ensure its survival.
but i don't need it anymore.
I want it to go away. all the defenses and armor and weapons are holding me back from being giving and loving and open and free and brave. All these tools exist in my mind for the purposes of defending something that's not worth defending, perpetuating something thats not worth perpetuating.
How do I transition away from this monstrous ego? how do i let go of these habits of control?
my mind grasps power, my ego reaches for perpetuity.
anatta. No-self.
How do we experience anatta? Breath and posture. Fasting. Meditation. And service, otherwise known as work. Challenging habits. Wakefulness. Relinquishing our addiction to samsara. We must challenge our habits. How?
Nilakantha. Siva blue throat. Neither accepting nor rejecting. Mere observation, without reaction.
Awareness. Equanimity.
hmm.
accept. resist nothing. Fear nothing. Survival is not threatened. Be free. Be unafraid. Take the time, don't react. The world is illusion, open to now, accept the now, and appreciate the now-
(awaken to breath and posture)
a protected, unelected deep ego dwells within me, maintaining control at all costs. it is not ethical nor does it negotiate. Its purpose is survival. it uses all available resources - it diverts necessary functions, even - in order to build defenses and armor and weapons that ensure its survival.
but i don't need it anymore.
I want it to go away. all the defenses and armor and weapons are holding me back from being giving and loving and open and free and brave. All these tools exist in my mind for the purposes of defending something that's not worth defending, perpetuating something thats not worth perpetuating.
How do I transition away from this monstrous ego? how do i let go of these habits of control?
my mind grasps power, my ego reaches for perpetuity.
anatta. No-self.
How do we experience anatta? Breath and posture. Fasting. Meditation. And service, otherwise known as work. Challenging habits. Wakefulness. Relinquishing our addiction to samsara. We must challenge our habits. How?
Nilakantha. Siva blue throat. Neither accepting nor rejecting. Mere observation, without reaction.
Awareness. Equanimity.
hmm.
accept. resist nothing. Fear nothing. Survival is not threatened. Be free. Be unafraid. Take the time, don't react. The world is illusion, open to now, accept the now, and appreciate the now-
(awaken to breath and posture)
karma and the divine feminine
We who have come of age in the West grew up in a world without knowledge of karma. We have not been educated to overstand that our speech, our actions, and our thoughts are the creators of our reality.
Consequently, we have failed to create realities of our choosing and instead have created realities out of our unmastered minds dwelling on unmastered thoughts.
This miseducation has been deliberate.
Unmastered minds are easily mastered by those who have cultivated great focus and concentration. Through concentration practice one masters one's mind, and in so doing one may master situations of mind which exist throughout time and space, and indeed have caused time and space to be.
In educating a populace of intelligent beings without training in karma - or the law of attraction - the masters of education have deliberately created a race of beings who are easily mastered, enslaved, and yoked to the mill of materialism, time, and death, feeding the insatiable bloodlust of Kali.
These masters of education are priests who make sacrifice to appease the bloodlust of Kali. The sacrifices are made amidst great manipulation, confusion, and deceit, so that the population does not even know whence this confused sacrifice came to be or why.
The masters of education sacrifice to Kali knowing they sacrifice without the consent of the sacrificed.
The sacrificed consent to be martyrs of God.
God consents to let the age of Kali come and go, arising and passing away like the movement of the breath.
The masters of education are egotistical - they exist and they desire the continuance of their existence. They are the Lords of Materialism. They are the asuras; the demons. They are afraid of death, they name themselves, "I AM" and see not that "I AM CHANGE". They teach the world to fall on their faces before "I AM" and to trample on the face of "I AM CHANGE".
"I AM" must continue its existence. "I AM" must exist in perpetuity. Any threat to "I AM"'s perpetuity is an existential threat that must be terminated. This is the futile selfishness of the ego - the root cause of suffering.
"I AM" cannot exist merely in the present moment - "I AM" must peer into the future and see itself. This is self-reflexive hell, the prison of self-awareness. Duality.
"I AM CHANGE" exists here and now. Thoughtless, wakeful breath and posture. The mind moves and breathes without landing anywhere, like a wave crashing on a beach before another wave crashing on a beach... endless and timeless undefinable movement and motion, empty of form. No observer, no observed, mere awareness and movement of awareness like water poured into water. Unity.
"I AM" is attachment. "I AM CHANGE" is letting go.
America, and the Western ego, is attached. Time to change.
Consequently, we have failed to create realities of our choosing and instead have created realities out of our unmastered minds dwelling on unmastered thoughts.
This miseducation has been deliberate.
Unmastered minds are easily mastered by those who have cultivated great focus and concentration. Through concentration practice one masters one's mind, and in so doing one may master situations of mind which exist throughout time and space, and indeed have caused time and space to be.
In educating a populace of intelligent beings without training in karma - or the law of attraction - the masters of education have deliberately created a race of beings who are easily mastered, enslaved, and yoked to the mill of materialism, time, and death, feeding the insatiable bloodlust of Kali.
These masters of education are priests who make sacrifice to appease the bloodlust of Kali. The sacrifices are made amidst great manipulation, confusion, and deceit, so that the population does not even know whence this confused sacrifice came to be or why.
The masters of education sacrifice to Kali knowing they sacrifice without the consent of the sacrificed.
The sacrificed consent to be martyrs of God.
God consents to let the age of Kali come and go, arising and passing away like the movement of the breath.
The masters of education are egotistical - they exist and they desire the continuance of their existence. They are the Lords of Materialism. They are the asuras; the demons. They are afraid of death, they name themselves, "I AM" and see not that "I AM CHANGE". They teach the world to fall on their faces before "I AM" and to trample on the face of "I AM CHANGE".
"I AM" must continue its existence. "I AM" must exist in perpetuity. Any threat to "I AM"'s perpetuity is an existential threat that must be terminated. This is the futile selfishness of the ego - the root cause of suffering.
"I AM" cannot exist merely in the present moment - "I AM" must peer into the future and see itself. This is self-reflexive hell, the prison of self-awareness. Duality.
"I AM CHANGE" exists here and now. Thoughtless, wakeful breath and posture. The mind moves and breathes without landing anywhere, like a wave crashing on a beach before another wave crashing on a beach... endless and timeless undefinable movement and motion, empty of form. No observer, no observed, mere awareness and movement of awareness like water poured into water. Unity.
"I AM" is attachment. "I AM CHANGE" is letting go.
America, and the Western ego, is attached. Time to change.
Saturday, February 15, 2014
crisis
Bastante Solipsis Marquez remained addicted to samsara. He remained addicted to samsara because he wanted to live.
Bastante clung to life. It was his most basic, primordial desire: To live. He survived, childishly and selfishly putting the needs of his ego before anyone else, and in surviving he cultivated a base defiance of that which challenged and threatened his survival. His ego refused to let go of preconceived realities.
He grew egotistical. That which challenged his ego felt personally threatening. He could not bear surprises that shook the ground of his identity; who he believed himself to be. He identified with self.
His very survival felt so tenuous; he did not know if he would live or die. It made him paranoid, and frightened of death.
He did not know if he would exist or cease to exist; he felt terrified. He saw his addiction to self and knew the Buddha had taught anatta, no-self.
He knew he needed to practice no-self. He knew he was bad at it; having spent years grasping at self he saw how hard it was to unlearn bad habits. He knew his self was not very bueno.
He wanted to kill the ego; the insecure bully who kept sabotoging his life was ruining all of his best chances at happiness. He yearned to put a gun to his head but he knew better. He yearned to put a knife to his dreadlocks and thought about it long and hard.
It was so hard to create and so easy to destroy. He did not want to destroy his ego, after all. Wasn't there any other way?
Bastante clung to life. It was his most basic, primordial desire: To live. He survived, childishly and selfishly putting the needs of his ego before anyone else, and in surviving he cultivated a base defiance of that which challenged and threatened his survival. His ego refused to let go of preconceived realities.
He grew egotistical. That which challenged his ego felt personally threatening. He could not bear surprises that shook the ground of his identity; who he believed himself to be. He identified with self.
His very survival felt so tenuous; he did not know if he would live or die. It made him paranoid, and frightened of death.
He did not know if he would exist or cease to exist; he felt terrified. He saw his addiction to self and knew the Buddha had taught anatta, no-self.
He knew he needed to practice no-self. He knew he was bad at it; having spent years grasping at self he saw how hard it was to unlearn bad habits. He knew his self was not very bueno.
He wanted to kill the ego; the insecure bully who kept sabotoging his life was ruining all of his best chances at happiness. He yearned to put a gun to his head but he knew better. He yearned to put a knife to his dreadlocks and thought about it long and hard.
It was so hard to create and so easy to destroy. He did not want to destroy his ego, after all. Wasn't there any other way?
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