The cathedral of self is built from and buttressed by its imaginary gods. The only light that enters streams in through stained glass windows. It is not God or Jesus that I am trying cast from their nest in the dream of personal autonomy. It is god-thinking that is the culprit and is the focus of intent. Man and his god
are like peas in a pod. They are mutually co-dependent. They need each other to exist. Whenever one falls.......they both succumb. The mind of man bolsters its delusional stance and its illusory persona with the idea that there is something bigger and better than itself. It carries its crosses, crescents, flags and banners into its daily battle to keep its little homestead safe and secure. It forms alliances with those predisposed to the same delusions. They prod each other along the dark roads of the unknown.......winding ever downward into the caverns of their own imagination. It doesn't matter if one's god lives in heaven or in a hole in Iran. One's god can be a collage of "oneness", "advaita", "big self", "enlightenment", "hope", "love", "country", "charity", "guru", "vegetarianism", ancestors, movie stars or rap artists, web forums, crosses, crescents, flags, symbols, etc, etc, etc. Ultimately all gods emerge and live in the hominid brain and as long as they are granted power over the dream-kingdom people will submit to their iron hand. That's alright for most folks. That's their entire world.
They are born and die......never having opened their eyes. That's the dream. But a few rebels will always be standing on street corners to speak of a far more open, flowing place just outside of the fetid little stagnant pools to which the mind of man gravitates. The whole cast of gods and demigods.....saints and martyrs......icons and matinee idols....actors and politicians...priests and gurus......keep the sense of self centered and secure in its inferiority. And when one shines a light into their lair......their minions scurry around to protect them......they feign anger.....they posture aggressively and threaten recriminations or even expulsion from the group and will even threaten physical death. They speculate on what their gods would do if they were confronted with a similar confusing circumstance. Heretics are never welcome in any land....real or illusory.
There are no spiritual youngsters that are attracted to non-duality. Every person here has spent years searching for the essence of being. And I honor their efforts. I honestly believe that this journey into self is the bravest adventure that a human mind can endure. In truth, I am not speaking of God and gods and the lunacy of the belief structures they support. I am speaking to the innate suffering that accompanies the sense of being a separate self and the tendency to rely on religion to assuage that ever present pain. I am speaking to the aching loneliness that follows the I amness like a hungry animal and the terrible fear that arises from the objectified apperception of its own impending doom. I am speaking of the self and its highly evolved functions and support systems which sustain its imaginary personal pseudo-reality. Its "higher powers" are merely conceptual stars used to triangulate itself in the dream and assume a location. When the charade is seen through......there is no location......no relativity.....no self. And that apperception is all that "enlightenment" really is. I am speaking about the resilience and tenacity with which the sense of self sustains its illusion of autonomy.
The self is the cause and result of conceptual confusion. It is the cause and center of psychological suffering. There is no evidence that there is anything higher than the sentient-awareness that has evolved in homo sapiens. There is nothing greater.....or anything that has a broader or more profound experiential pallet than the perceptual mind map that is experienced through the human brain. All concepts of a higher being only serve to diminish the ego's personal reality and keep it in a position of abject servitude and self-serving gratitude. To give the awe of being to imaginary powers strips the awareness of man to that of a beggar and is a tragedy that would put the Greeks to shame. Life as a human being needs those who rock the cradle........and those who seek the understanding of which the sages speak.......need those who rock the boat. toombaru
are like peas in a pod. They are mutually co-dependent. They need each other to exist. Whenever one falls.......they both succumb. The mind of man bolsters its delusional stance and its illusory persona with the idea that there is something bigger and better than itself. It carries its crosses, crescents, flags and banners into its daily battle to keep its little homestead safe and secure. It forms alliances with those predisposed to the same delusions. They prod each other along the dark roads of the unknown.......winding ever downward into the caverns of their own imagination. It doesn't matter if one's god lives in heaven or in a hole in Iran. One's god can be a collage of "oneness", "advaita", "big self", "enlightenment", "hope", "love", "country", "charity", "guru", "vegetarianism", ancestors, movie stars or rap artists, web forums, crosses, crescents, flags, symbols, etc, etc, etc. Ultimately all gods emerge and live in the hominid brain and as long as they are granted power over the dream-kingdom people will submit to their iron hand. That's alright for most folks. That's their entire world.
They are born and die......never having opened their eyes. That's the dream. But a few rebels will always be standing on street corners to speak of a far more open, flowing place just outside of the fetid little stagnant pools to which the mind of man gravitates. The whole cast of gods and demigods.....saints and martyrs......icons and matinee idols....actors and politicians...priests and gurus......keep the sense of self centered and secure in its inferiority. And when one shines a light into their lair......their minions scurry around to protect them......they feign anger.....they posture aggressively and threaten recriminations or even expulsion from the group and will even threaten physical death. They speculate on what their gods would do if they were confronted with a similar confusing circumstance. Heretics are never welcome in any land....real or illusory.
There are no spiritual youngsters that are attracted to non-duality. Every person here has spent years searching for the essence of being. And I honor their efforts. I honestly believe that this journey into self is the bravest adventure that a human mind can endure. In truth, I am not speaking of God and gods and the lunacy of the belief structures they support. I am speaking to the innate suffering that accompanies the sense of being a separate self and the tendency to rely on religion to assuage that ever present pain. I am speaking to the aching loneliness that follows the I amness like a hungry animal and the terrible fear that arises from the objectified apperception of its own impending doom. I am speaking of the self and its highly evolved functions and support systems which sustain its imaginary personal pseudo-reality. Its "higher powers" are merely conceptual stars used to triangulate itself in the dream and assume a location. When the charade is seen through......there is no location......no relativity.....no self. And that apperception is all that "enlightenment" really is. I am speaking about the resilience and tenacity with which the sense of self sustains its illusion of autonomy.
The self is the cause and result of conceptual confusion. It is the cause and center of psychological suffering. There is no evidence that there is anything higher than the sentient-awareness that has evolved in homo sapiens. There is nothing greater.....or anything that has a broader or more profound experiential pallet than the perceptual mind map that is experienced through the human brain. All concepts of a higher being only serve to diminish the ego's personal reality and keep it in a position of abject servitude and self-serving gratitude. To give the awe of being to imaginary powers strips the awareness of man to that of a beggar and is a tragedy that would put the Greeks to shame. Life as a human being needs those who rock the cradle........and those who seek the understanding of which the sages speak.......need those who rock the boat. toombaru
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