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Post by withinsilence on Mar 29, 2013 20:06:08 GMT
Of the heaven which is above the heavens, what earthly poet ever did or ever will sing worthily? It is such as I will describe; for I must dare to speak the truth, when truth is my theme. There abides the very being itself with which true knowledge is concerned; the colorless, formless, intangible essence, visible only to mind, the pilot of the soul. The divine intelligence, being nurtured upon mind and pure knowledge, and the intelligence of every soul which is capable of receiving the food proper to it, rejoices at beholding reality, and once more gazing upon truth, is replenished and made glad, until the revolution of the worlds brings her round again to the same place. In the revolution she beholds justice, and temperance, and knowledge absolute, not in the form of generation or of relation, which men call existence, but of knowledge absolute in existence absolute; and beholding the other true existences in like manner, and feasting upon them, she passes down into the interior of the heavens and returns home. . . . Plato
In the closing pages of Walden, Thoreau leaves us with this eloquent challenge and vision:
The millions are awake enough for physical labor; but only one in a million is awake enough for effective intellectual exertion, only one in a hundred millions to a poetic or divine life. To be awake is to be alive. I have never yet met a man who was quite awake. How could I have looked him in the face?
We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us in our soundest sleep. . . .
Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains.
Thoreau experienced that deep within, everyone is infinite, and that this inner, infinite, divine field of life is there for everyone to enjoy. As he declares to us:
Silence is the communion of a conscious soul with itself. If the soul attend for a moment to its own infinity, then and there is silence. She is audible to all men, at all times, in all places.
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Post by withinsilence on Apr 3, 2013 15:12:07 GMT
"We have tried everything possible and none of it has worked, now we must try the impossible"
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Post by withinsilence on May 30, 2013 22:42:46 GMT
I must admit, as I was driving home today, the paradoxical depth and truth of Gurth's quote; "Words cannot lie because they don't say anything" hit me like a divine locomotive, and I roared with a great belly laugh such as I haven't had in quite some time, and it all happened out of nowhere. I love being an enlightened fool.
A thousand pages of words have I written, struggling, fussing, fighting, trying to make it perfect, trying to explain in words that which is known within no words. Ha ha ha, ha ha ha haha hehehe oh my, oh my, now that is divine comedy. The character of God is truly a comedian.
So thank you Gurth for sharing it and all I can say is, if the world only understood it, my what a different world it would be, but such is life, now on with the show.
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Post by popee on May 31, 2013 1:03:44 GMT
I think words are lovely when as a mistress, but not so much as a wife ;-)
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Post by withinsilence on May 31, 2013 2:08:44 GMT
True, so true. Its amazing how powerful words can be when one allows them self to be controlled by them.
A speaker at a reality conference said that words controlled people, and a guy in the audience stood up and shouted out; "words don't control me I do" and the speaker yelled back; "sit down and shut up you dumb ass" and the guy went ballistic, jumped on stage and tried to kill the speaker.
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Post by popee on May 31, 2013 10:15:04 GMT
cool story .. I bet they both felt they had proved their point
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Post by withinsilence on May 31, 2013 10:56:38 GMT
question; why would one be upset at being called a dumb ass unless it believed it was one? If one reacts to words, then do not words hold power over this one? Whose in control, who is out of control with the desire to control? Who is acting out of fear? Yes he had the right to stand up and shout what he shouted, what rights don't we have within free will? Yet, with every right to do something one also has the right not to do it, and to suffer the consequences of exercising their rights either for or against.
Is the resultant disharmony, discontent, and unhappiness worth it, this is really all anyone need ask them self before exercising their rights. Thus patience is a virtue, and that which is unmoved by either/both praise and/or blame is truly free because he has gone past all dualities. IMO
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Post by popee on May 31, 2013 13:05:52 GMT
No control. No free will. No mover. Everything just happens spontaneously.
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Post by withinsilence on May 31, 2013 19:04:45 GMT
No control. No free will. No mover. Everything just happens spontaneously. Merrily, merrily merrily, life is but a dream. Put your boots on to read the rest of this crap, its gonna get deep. Spontaneous is just a word and says nothing, show me spontaneity. Like this whole sentence I am writing. As I am writing this your I am (hehe) was presently not reading it, but is now, and I am not, yet when you read it it is still the present yet the writing is part of my past and I am no longer reading it. thus everything only exists now. Hence we both will read it and have read it in the present but at two seemingly different points in time, yet they're both the present. Thus the past and the future both exist now because that is all there ever is. At least that is how we perceive it. ha ha I am cause of spontaneity/movement. I am happening. I am movement out of stillness, thought out of thinking (movement of mind), sound out of silence (movement), I am ALL within All. Yet even to say I denotes separation when attached to something. Imagine if the whole world said "I am" at the same time with no conceptual identity attached to it...hummm?? What is.... speaking through the bodies? Now how does I am awaken I amness out of meness sleep? Is it predestined? If one apperceives awareness then is awareness aware of awareness? So suffering is I am dreaming it is something when in reality it is not who it thought it was, hence suffering is but a thought in awareness to help remind itself that it is nothing, thus when one is aware it is nothing and that everything else is also the same nothingness, then what is there to suffer from? So fear is nothing but the result of the belief in a material reality which in reality doesn't exist. When awareness recognizes or becomes aware of this then what fear could that which is ALL in ALL have? That which is never born and is everything it was in fear of, including fear itself cannot be in fear of itself! Are you afraid of the sound of your own voice? What IS is doing the believing of the thoughts that its producing through the mind that it is thinking with, all while at the same time experiencing the affects of the emotions generated (feelings=experience) from its beliefs in the thoughts its thinking through itself. Hence it is its own self validating system until it remembers (sees=awareness) that its before thinking and that thinking is its own voluntary function of consciousness (itself). It is the experience, the experiencer and the creator of its own experiences. IMHO for who am I
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Post by popee on May 31, 2013 20:39:02 GMT
ok, gurth quote dude ;-)
everything you've ever done, seen, or thought occurred in the past. mind is too slow, it can't keep up, its always one step behind.
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Post by withinsilence on May 31, 2013 20:46:48 GMT
I don't operate from the mind, that is to operate from thought, I am spontaneity which is no thought, now, no time! And all the while I awaits for spontaneity to happen, it is always, only and ever present, how can it not be?
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Post by gurthbruins on Jun 1, 2013 8:18:43 GMT
My first thought was, when I read popee's words "No control. No free will. No mover. Everything just happens spontaneously." : "everything just happens period" ws seems to have had a similar reaction: "Spontaneous is just a word and says nothing, show me spontaneity." Now I am thinking that no word can mean exactly the same to any two people. So when popee uses a word like 'spontaneously', only he knows exactly what he means. He is trying to convey something, it's up to his readers to make of his offering what they can.
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Post by withinsilence on Jun 1, 2013 13:00:51 GMT
"Now I am thinking that no word can mean exactly the same to any two people. So when popee uses a word like 'spontaneously', only he knows exactly what he means. He is trying to convey something, it's up to his readers to make of his offering what they can."
[/quote] Well put Gurth and so true. And humanity wonders why it has conflicts. Many go through their whole life assuming that others think as they think, assuming that others understand or should understand what they mean by the words they use to describe something, yet this is not so. No one knows the inner "You", no one knows what someones foundation or basis is for the intention behind why it thinks what it thinks. In fact, most people themselves don't KNOW or are UNAWARE of exactly why they do and say what they do and say, let alone know the truth behind their deeply rooted intentions, thoughts, beliefs, assumptions which are all part of their conditioning. This is what meditation, self reflection, inner inquiry, silent pondering, whatever one wants to call it is for. This is why the practice of patience is in my opinion THE VIRTUE which in exercising it, brings one to reality, to acceptance, to allowing, to listening/hearing, understanding, to awareness, its feeling is that which is described as love. When one looks at any true mystic, sage, saint, yogi, enlightened human, shaman, Indian medicine man/spiritual healer or what ever you want to label these compassionate souls as, they all mastered the practice of patience. Enlightenment is simply the return to ones true nature through self awareness brought about through the practice of patience while entering into deep inquiry of oneself. It is not going and getting something, it is letting go, dropping, deprogramming, unconditioning, decompressing, releasing, surrender, which miraculously all happens quite naturally when one simply sits in silence and begins to observe the functioning of its mind, watching the movements of its thoughts, listening to its own inner dialogue and not reacting or judging any of it. Notice all of these "things" i.e. watching, listening, sitting, not reacting, or judging all are what is called "doing not doing", in other words they are all patience in action, which is allowing and accepting, which all have an "emptying" "stilling" and "silencing" or "quieting" effect on the mind. When the mind is in a state of equanimity, so will ones outward expressions be. This word "equanimity" look it up, get to know it well, it is in my opinion, a most excellent descriptor pointing towards ones highest state of inner being. A Story: A man got up every day and looked out the same window at the world. He always saw the same past anger, hatred, busyness, traffic, stress, conflict and confusion. One day as he went to the window he tripped and fell hard with his head hitting the window, from this fall he suffered greatly. After he picked himself up he noticed the spot on the window where his head hit was more clear than before. How could this be? As he looked through this spot he saw a little different world then he ever had before, and so he began to wipe away the accumulated dirt from the window every day and the more he wiped the clearer and more beautiful he saw the world. He soon realized that his whole life he was looking through a very limited view of the world and not what truly has always been.
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Post by gurthbruins on Jun 1, 2013 13:24:21 GMT
Yes, ws, where I said " only he knows exactly what he means" I could perhaps more accurately have said " only he can know exactly what he means" because indeed he may not!
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Post by popee on Jun 2, 2013 17:17:06 GMT
a funny thing really ... yesterday I wrote the longest post I've ever written here, and then came back a dozen times or so to tinker with it. On my final visit I finally got it to say what I had wanted to, as best that I could. Then I deleted it.
;-)
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