Early morning European edition
Dog Poet Transmitting.......
We don't know why we go off in strange
directions every now and again. Our recent posts have been solely
focused on the divine and then we took a big segue yesterday and now
we're in that chariot with her coming around the mountain after
circling that landfill of contemporary culture that lies at the bottom
of the mountain and circles it like the one in Guatemala City We have a few more details about the human cost of that dump.
This is what life is like in all those
forgotten bad Karma zones that we hear about and then Game of Thrones
comes on. On the other side of the coin in the Shake and Bake,
instant manifestation locations of the west we have a different view
of garbage and we are devoted to making it out of ourselves; some of
us.
We hammer on about Materialism here
because of its profound impact on our lives. Some of us may not be
materialists and an argument can be made that we suffer even more
than its devotees. One might say that regardless of appearances that
a pig is never happier than when wallowing in feces drenched mud.
Those of us without this particular addiction are not made happy by
the sight of marching armies of mindless consumers that will march
right over us if we don't get out of the way.
Our biggest problem is that there are
fewer and fewer places to go where the culture is more spiritually
based. I live in a pristine jungle garden but I have to get into my
car now and again and drive into the shopping culture. I sit at the
lights surrounded by other cars. The telepathic hum of human locusts
resounds on the telepathic trampoline of my consciousness. Sometimes
it sounds like legions of Taiko drummers. It's always some degrees
hotter there because the press of humanity (euphemistically speaking)
and machines raises the temperature. Underneath the seeming order of
bodies coming and going, a rage smolders. That also brings the heat.
There is a rage pressing toward ultimate incandescence. It is all
about fire and heat. This is one of the larger byproducts of
Materialism; heat and fire- the fire next time- the fire of out of
control desire raging and it is all in the mind and so the mind is on
fire for the objects d'art of Tinker Toy world and all those sim
cities.
Why is there a smoldering rage? It is
because the desire generated cannot be satisfied and that is why
those who engage in recreational sex cannot find fulfillment because
without genuine emotion there is no closure. Orgasms are brief drains
of essence that have the endurance of a fast food diet and this is
why it gravitates toward pornography and perversity. The mind
imagines that if it just pushes deeper that satisfaction may be
found. This is the drive in bizarre piercings and full body tattoos.
I'll share something about continence
that may or may not be spiritually appropriate but I indulge all the
same. The secret to true continence, like the secret to everything
else, is in the mind. One is not continent simply by abstaining from
sex. One must control and direct the imagery in the mind and route the passions
into the love channel of the heart. If one can do this then
remarkable events can occur when one sleeps. In the last weeks I have
been transported into the most etheric realms of the subconscious. I
have enjoyed beautiful pastoral exchanges with divine houris, all of
them personified as prior objects of my affection in this life and
previous visits. If there is intimacy and romance it is of a level
that transcends anything I was ever able to accomplish in the shadow
world through which we pass. The degree of satiation is beyond the
capacity of words to express. The conversational exchanges are like a
form of touching that reaches places I was unaware I contained. Let
us leave it at that.
I have been in the most enchanted vales
of the Six of Cups. I reached states of real beauty, the like of
which was never accomplished between us in life. I danced with Svargo
and Sally and Candy and others in the glimmering bowers of Tara and
she was all of them in the time that they were there. We like to put
a familiar face upon the ineffable.
Do yogis and mystics and spiritual
teachers warn against such fascinations as a hindrance to true
spiritual progress? Yes... but there wasn't any sex. It was something
like sex but it hasn't been sex so... I'm in the clear (I think).
Though I have had experiences like this in the past, since my
assault, the frequency and clarity of these events has intensified to
a palpable (accent on palpable) extent.
I am sharing this because it is
available to all of us and in these times it can be preferable to
having to toreador with the insufferable egos of male peacocks and
hysterical damaged women who are looking for revenge on the ones who
came before you. On the one hand you are disposable and on the other
hand you've been disposed of. Without a sense of self worth, you are
made incapable of a higher sharing and in some cases you gave that up
because you couldn't process your loneliness and on the other hand it
got purloined through the violation of your trust. To be necessarily
crude at this juncture, we all get fucked out of our innocence
because we are all in a separated state. How wonderful it can be when
we can accomplish unity within. This is the definite and certain
result of transforming the reproductive fluids into Ojas.
Here is a detailed and exhaustive treatise on sexual sublimation in clear and understandable terms.
My system of aspiration and spiritual
pursuit are based on testing. I prove things out to myself. “To be
objective is to employ empirical, rational, and scientific methods of
inquiry to the topic of discussion, or if you will, any given subject
under consideration. On the other hand, the term subjective
signifies the personal, passionate, and practical approach to
knowledge.” I do not have to prove things to others. That is their
job. Some of us are inclined to take even the most absurd things on
faith. Others are inclined to weigh and measure as far as possible
before the whole thing becomes metaphysical. Love goes where the mind
cannot and love possesses many a tool to measure and comprehend that
which the mind will only find itself in conflict with. The mind is
the closest it can get to truth and understanding when it is stilled.
This makes it possible for the mind to operate as a mirror.
You can find all of what you need to
know in the teachings of any of the great faiths but... how do you
locate specifically what you need personally? Does revelation occur
when it needs to or do the words crawl like worms across the page?
There are two scriptures in every faith. There is the dogma and there
is the revealed. It is my belief that the essence and truth of all
spiritual teachings is inscribed on the human heart in living
vibrating magical letters. I believe the real bible is written upon
the walls in the secret mystical chambers of the heart. I believe
that through devotion and directed Love; like a flashlight
illuminating objects in a pitch dark room that one can activate that
area of one's being that is able to interpret the timeless message of
the inspired transmission of the ineffable. It is all within us. It
is concealed within us. It is hidden beneath the overlay of
appearances, beneath all the bewildering complexity of false
assumptions made and also impressed on us before we were capable of
objective thought. We must free ourselves of these. We must burn away
these curtains of darkness with the passion of a divine yearning that
ignites the spiritual fire which consumes them. Which passion are we
disposed to ignite? The choice is always ours.
We get to this through a recognition of
all the disappointments that brought us to the necessary awakening.
We get there as a result of all this inexplicable suffering we go
through and which we cannot understand the reasons for. We get there
when we come to understand that there is nothing else worth our time
and trouble because everything else has let us down; left us
impoverished, bitter and divorced from true reality and pursued by
indeterminate shapes of fear that inhabit the false world we somehow
found ourselves living in. We begin to live in the real world when we
ourselves become real. Everything around us becomes a projection of
the place we are coming from. What we hunger after drives us and consumes us until we become it..
End Transmission.......
16 comments:
Much connection there is to be felt in this message.
None but he who dances with The Holy Ghost can ever imagine of such inspired writing, let alone effortlessly transmit these words in regular blogs.
May your hood be a beacon for us all.
Alan
Synchronicity again: At the exact time you were posting this column praising the Higher Female, I was listening to "The Lady of Glenshee." Glen Shee. In the original Gaelic, Glen Sídhe (pronounced 'shee').
Good 'human level' sources here and here:
(And no, they do not live in 'Mounds'.)
"The Sídhe (shee) are considered to be a distinct race, quite separate from human beings yet who have had much contact with mortals over the centuries, and there are many documented testimonies to this. Belief in this race of beings who have powers beyond those of men to move quickly through the air and change their shape at will once played a huge part in the lives of people living in rural Ireland and Scotland."
These are the beings whom I call (real) Elves. Amongst a group of them on the Isle of Iona, decades back, I met* one of their 'females'. Her 'beauty' (or 'presence') was such that I literally bowed and asked her what I could do for her. (Almost a 'pledge'.) Profound. I still remember the feeling...
(I suspect their 'males' are just as extraordinary to our womenkind... *grin*)
Best Wishes,
Ray B.
*This was on the level they 'project' down for us, in order for us to see them at all. As I found out later, their true 'shape' is more like complex patterns of energy, constantly shifting or weaving...
A 'benefit' from my last post: I got visited!
After I posted about the Sídhe - (real) Elves - I went out to the hot tub for my midnight soak/meditation. As I got quiet, I noticed that I had sent out a cord/pipeline to the Iona group, out of my longing. Well, one of them (male) 'appeared' at the tub! There was energy movement into me, and a long period of 'yakking' that was just too high-vibration for Ray to understand. The 'longing' slowly disappeared, and a sense of well-being took its place. Then, the entity 'popped-out'. Wow.
I had very interesting 'dreams' overnight, after that. I was at a college-type 'examination' with a group of people. The four-part 'test' was so difficult that I failed them all, miserably. One of the testees passed all the parts with ease, and even left early. Then, it was revealed that this was a 'teacher' type. We all gathered around 'him' and started learning...
When I woke up in the morning, all kinds of 'energy work' was going on, and continued until about noon. Interesting times!
Best Wishes,
Ray B.
Alan,
How true Alan how true spoken as it is. This is directed at the first comment by Alan.
My God how true that is. I wish I could SING THAT COMMENT FROM ALL THE ROOFTOPS IN THE WORLD.
cj.
"We need only examine the logic of experience to see the structural contradiction involved in the myth of sexual fulfillment. On the one hand, the sexual revolution focused upon the individual's right to pure sensation. At the same time that it liberated sex from guilt, it encouraged us to divorce it from love and commitment. The necessary connection between love and marriage was proclaimed to be as obsolete as the horse and carriage. You can have one without the other. The sensate focus, the proclamation of the right of individuals to share sexual sensations with whomever they pleased, carried with it the idea that liberated sex could be divorced from continuity of caring, from consequences, from children, from community. Stripped of its context, sex became a happening between genitals that were only incidentally connected to persons who had a history and hopes for the future. Sensation was divorced from feeling and expectation. Thus liberated, sex became a game, a sport. "Sport-fucking" became the new metaphor, the well-trained sexual athlete the new model."
-Sam Keen, The Passionate Life,
"The Self is Sat-Guru, you will get help from within. Here, your true guide is. Here, all knowledge and wisdom is. But due to your preoccupations you do not see it. The Sat-Guru is within. Meditate only on that."
-Papaji
"As did the philosophers in Classical times, so do the Sages of traditional India continue to use today the dialogue form to impart true knowledge.
If it is to bear fruit, such a dialogue requires a particular type of listening. That is, an effortless attention devoid of any strain, which reveals the deepest recess of the listener's being. It is indeed most important to listen not only to the teacher but also to everything which surges up from the depths of one's inner self. Through such an attitude we are spontaneously led, without conflict, to a state where we are receptive to essential knowledge. Then arise those true questions which are the props and the starting points of the search. This search proceeds by the reduction and the eliminatiin of questions. "
-Jean Klein, Be Who You Are
"My critics won't look through my telescope"
-Galileo
"THE APOCALYPTIC ORGASM
The last time we made love was sad, violent, filled with the awfulness of endings.
For two years we had met on empty evenings and odd weekends in hidden
places. Not because ours was "an affair." Neither one of us was married at the
time. But we belonged to different worlds. She was twenty-seven, a romantic
free spirit, a psychedelic voyager. Her mind and body were given instantly to
the present moment. She asked no promises. Took no hostages against the
future. I was forty-one, burdened with seriousness, and trailing the chains of
broken promises and a good marriage gone wrong. I suppose she "loved" me
more than I loved her, or at least it was her way too have fewer reservations.
Her heart neither hesitated nor deliberated. She would have married me if I
had asked. I didn't.
Yet the more we rode the edge of mounting excitement, surfed the waves
of sensation, the more a mood of sullen, unspoken violence grew between us.
Something in us did not respect our contract. Our agreement to sever sense
from spirit violated our longing for the unconditional. The ghost of the bonds
we would not acknowledge returned to haunt us, until we came to hate
each other for all that was missing. As the novocaine of our shared pleasure
wore off, we were each left with our individual ache. Each orgasm reminded
us of abandoned and abandoning arms, days not linked to days by shared
memories, too many meals eaten with strangers, broken promises, the missing
center...."
Sam Keen, The Passionate Life
Maya Seri, do you wish ti dance with the holy ghost? Then do it. Get up, and start dancing :) believe the holy ghost has graced you with ita presence.
As a man believeth in his heart, so is he
And brother visible, you spoke of sex being unfulfilled without love, is that also the same reason a forced or accidental kundalini awakening leads to psychosis qnd perversion. Without Divine Live the serpent force is dragged into reverse...?
Love
Alan
There are no accidents and it depends on the direction it is forced in and the quality of the character of the individual involved as well as the purpose of the demonstration.
Thank you, that answered a lot of my ideas. May I ask another. Once awakened, can Kundalini go back to sleep?
And you say it can be forced in directions? I thought Kundalini takes control of its host.
My love brother V
Alan, Perth
Alan,
Yes I wish to dance with the Holy Ghost I will dance with the Holy Ghost I dance with the holy Ghost forever the Holy Ghost has graced me with Her presence and I will dance forever.
Thank you my brother for bringing this up for me it needed to be said.
Visible... what is there for me to say that has not been said and will be said more forever you are the REAL THING my good sir. God bless you.
cj.
Kundalini; I was only responding to your question, not setting parameters but many thing follow thought. There are many kinds of Kundalini awakenings and many degrees of power. In the Osho encampments there were many faked Kundalini experiences. Major upheavals are impossible to control but one doesn't want to and these are always under the guidance of the master whether known or not known. Sure. If something can go forwards it can go backwards. It's a force but it is a conscious force. At a certain level it might be positively bestial, at another it is Godhead. You are the one who mentioned forced and accidental, I only responded to that. However, there is plenty of documentation for people forcing the experience, or trying to. Like I said, there are many levels of significance from minor to major. A simple shudder can be considered a kundalini experience. My first lasted for 3 years and there have been some number since but nearly always with significant time between.
In the Osho encampments you would see the general view of sex and the 55 gallon burning drums for condom disposal were an indication of something. One of the reasons that he was such a hot ticket item was the permissiveness and encouragement of certain behaviors as a necessary for liberation. I'm not looking to judge everyone who in anyway was connected to that particular movement. I met some fantastic people who passed through it.
I'm not one of those people who needs a philosophical system to convince myself that sex is either good or evil. It's too complex a subject to be able to pigeonhole. It's one thing here and one thing there. It's a force that can take a surprising amount of expressions and intention is a key feature. It is the force that paints and sings and sculpts and dances and so many other things. It routes with the breath and Ida, Pingala and Sushumna are the Nadis. Avedon wrote a great big old doorstop of a book about it. Whether one knows much after reading it I will leave to the reader. It is above all, mysterious and alive.
the latest radio transmission.
A new Visible Origami is up now-
Gazing into the Pool of True Recovered Memory.
Very good Les
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