a reply to: BEBOG
I have one for you my brother.
In the really lousy tradition I came from, one was never supposed to
cling to experience. One was supposed to ignore all the asuras seen
while meditating.. whether lovely devas or flaming hungry ghosts.
The most "unforgiveable sin" (it was forgivable.. but really frowned
upon) was to "define the self" as being of one particular form or another..
as the true form of the "self" is formlessness itself.
anything you perceive about yourself is wrong..!
It's all neti neti practice.
but we innately know that we exist.. so we must be *something*
I was told that after I became fully and completely enlightened, after
my realizations had stabilized, that I could take a crack at writing
about what we really are.. but that nobody would understand me..
as they would have to have a mind like mine, to understand!
Seems silly doesn't it?
Now of course I'll do everyone a favor and say that I'm not
enlightened.. that's easy enough.. that's a junk word.. it
has no real value. It's full of cultural bias and misinformation.
I'm alive. Let's just keep it at that. It's close to true. Close enough.
But I wanted to share an experience with you.. just f**k it all, and
break all the rules.. and see what your years of Buddhism that I
don't have, has to say.
The day before my apparent inner being detonated into light and
fled my brain..
I was walking to the kitchen for a drink of milk, when one of the
most powerful visions Iv'e ever had in my life struck me out of
the blue.. (mind you, I don't seek visions nor want them).
The vision was of 4 individuals, 3 male and 1 female.. they seemed
to radiate immense age and wisdom. It was like each was billions
of years old at the very least.
They were dressed similarly, but differently.. as if from Asian
cultures.. 2 Chinese, 1 Hindu, and 1 I could not place.. could
have been Iranian.
They all knew each other.. and it was like I had known them all
for endless time.
There was a somberness.. a quiet beauty and dignity about them.
I immediately knew, and they knew.. and they knew that I knew..
that they were about to cease to exist.. to end their possibly
trillions of years of combined life experience.
There was this little slab of rock, sort of like an altar. .but it
was all natural. It had a little cloth on it.
They did this little ritual, where they said goodbye to each
other.. (and to me). They almost had tears on their faces.
It was mostly joy.. but it was so somber.
Then the 4 of them picked up the cloth and folded it up
and put it on the rock/altar.
Then they were no more. I could no longer feel them.
What would a Buddhist, a Theravadin say, other than
all is illusion and to disregard it?