a reply to: Reverbs
I noticed you urged someone to meditation a few pages back several weeks ago; I didn't say anything, but thanks for pointing them on path, it's easy
to take pause and to digest all that arises out of such things... but when isn't something arising or falling or spinning and every adjective possible
at any plank distance in the entirity of the all?
I personally like to dwell in the void; sure it's a gravity well... sure vibrating on the up or down planes the rotating planes or any of the ones in
existence can be fun; but it's easy to get side tracked and next thing you know... fallen so far out of touch with everything but just deep inside
oneself a bit too far. Life goes on eh? The human form is a good place to stay because it offers the most help and guidence to those seeking and
needing escape from the rounds of becoming... so compassion and empathy, gently pointing and having a life regardless of the inifinity of just simply
being. Is of course a better choice in the modes of existence and expression as a service to others.
I'm glad to be a space oddity to some... or whatever else they percieve or concieve of me as, that's their choice and if it makes them happy or less
confused labeling in whatever manner... Sure, why not?
Multifaceted is the true nature of life; so many expressions of it and so many expressions for it... so it's just fitting and well life when not so
rigid and grasping at the limited? Cannot be contained, just willed. Even if someone wills to contain it especially not one's own... there has to be
consent to do so. So when free all such contact and manifestations are with consent. So few can control themselves; and a sure sign of no self
control; is making any attempt to control others... I set boundaries for and out of mutal respect.
Few want to get walked all over and all stepped on; and if so not all the time... like Vishnu's consort rubbing his feet for aeons while he lays
stretched out napping on her fathers belly. Just 5 minutes of someone rubbing the same spot can turn into a pain... Aeons? He's got stumps by now...
and then her father is supposed to fly him around while he's sleeping like a magic carpet while she does this... and that is supposed to be some sort
of heaven. Maybe it is just what he's dreaming about... and she is trying to wither him away slowly particle by particle over a very long period of
time. Like a bird sharpening it's beak on a mountain until the mountain ceases to exist. That would be one hell of a long time for a vow; to hang
around wouldn't it?
Well, not my say... I would say whatever floats their boat. But I already mentioned that would be her dad. There's a son in law joke in there; I just
know it. Perhaps the Naga King is thinking: Yeah you don't know the half of it... just imagining Meet The Fockers ala ancient Vedic gods style as some
sort of situational comedy.
It's been awhile... but this is a fun game: Bible Fight
On another note; but kinda the same... here is part of a book I wrote the other day in one sitting. It will eventually, get people sitting in the void
or all pervasive space... and infinity unfold out from there; as said in the up, down or rotating business, you can merge with that at will... but, I
explained why I do not. In maintaining a human emmination as an expession of being.
make name empty using form... so how are we going to achieve this? We are going to pick an object any object and focus on it; as a subject, and then
we are going to subject it to entropy the same as the rectangular cloth... only this time; we are going to not only name it what it already is, we are
going to keep naming it, decribing it, in not only color, but uses over and over and over... a writing format of some sort such as a pencil/pen and
notebook is advised. At the top write exactly the name this object goes by... then list out the obvious of color(s) and use(s) normally associated
with it, then keep going.
For example: Drinking Glass, it is glass, it is clear, it is used for drinking, it could be black, red, orange, blue, violet, pink... etc etc, it
could be made out of plastic, steel, aluminum, wood... etc etc. it can hold, water, coffee, tea, liquor, pencils... etc. etc. and I mean list them all
out avoiding the etc. etc. then get into the abstract it could be used to stop a drain, it could be used to catch water from a leak, it could be worn
as a hat... etc. etc. as it gets into the abstract? You may recall this is the exact same exploration we had as children... testing things, and when a
parent saw you walking around with two boxes of tissues on your feet as shoes how you laughed and laughed at their initial reaction in delightful
abandon, and then likely paid the price in admonishment of that creativity stifling it and saying it was wrong... but you didn;t understand what waste
and messing things up as concepts meant.
So what occured? The trouble ceased one's exploration the more and more of it that occured and punishment was dealt out; curiosity may kill the cat,
but parents often kill our creativity in painting the entire world of possibility into one of greys, reds and black... leaving us wondering where all
of their magic, mystery, and awe of life and nature went. Well, obviously to the same place yours or others may have... into some dusty box on a shelf
out of reach long forgotten in the adult world. If not then the artist and creator and innovator is alive and well as it takes not locking creativity,
wonder, and awe in a box to collect dust and be forgotten in a place called childhood.
So keep going on the object you have chosen as a subject; and subjecting it to entropy eventually you'll come to a point of that child like discovery
and abstract, keep going and going and what happens will surpise you. I don't mean to spoil it; but for the sake of continuance on mastery of the
vehicle and pointing... the object after all the labels, judgments, and creativity and abstract? Will become completely and utterly empty... there
will be absolutely nothing left, to think, or say about that object it has ceased to have any name and yet there it is in all it's shining glory;
undefined, void and sitting in reality with you as neither has anything left to say about the other... one. The true nature of everything in reality
right there; staring at each other everything and nothing all at once. The excerise can also be done with a friend; please note that it is a fun
exercise with someone; and it can take hours to get through it... and then it ends in two people and this object just sitting there empty and
undefined free in that moment reality as a shared experience.
So what has occured from the exercise? One has come to know the utter emptiness of name and form; that when entropy is applied that the mind of
concept can hit a wall and shatter into reality presenting the true nature of everything; and what has seemed like limited potiential? Suddenly
becomes unlimited. In that moment of everything becoming nothing and yet something despite all the names, forms, and uses given to it... the views of
limitation and bias become very apparent; that walling oneself and experiences in does not lead to the happiness thought. That it is only limiting the
limitless; and in turn when the object became empty so did you and in that moment of oneness and non separation.