I’m not a Christian, not a Muslim, not a Jew,
not a Hindu, not a Buddhist,
not an atheist, not an agnostic, not a Darwinist,
not a free market liberal, not a Marxist, not a royalist.
not a materialist, not a non-dualist…
I’m a human being
among billions of other human beings.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Friday, March 16, 2012
Correct meditation
What is meditation
and what part of your life is not meditation?
What is art
and what is not art?
Is a pile of Brillo boxes art?
and what part of your life is not meditation?
What is art
and what is not art?
Is a pile of Brillo boxes art?
Monday, February 27, 2012
Bamboozled
We live in a global culture based on lies. Not only politicians, businessmen and religious leaders tell lies. We have all been thrown into a cesspool of bullshit, to sink or swim. We have to play games and pretend in order to survive.
-Oh, you’re so negative. You have been deceived by your gloomy mind. The world will smile at you, if you smile at the world. You must let love change your heart. Inner joy leads to outer success and abundance.
-Oh, you’re so negative. You have been deceived by your gloomy mind. The world will smile at you, if you smile at the world. You must let love change your heart. Inner joy leads to outer success and abundance.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Who am I, really?
I can observe myself.
I can sometimes clearly see when I am pigheaded.
Sometimes I am proud of myself because I am so good,
sometimes I feel ashamed when I notice my self-righteousness or selfishness.
You have also an observing self who keeps an eye on your dealings.
Are your observing self and my observing self
in reality one and the same observing self?
What do you think?
Is this the atman or is this the world soul?
Is this the super-ego or is this the true self?
Is collective consciousness a suitable name for this?
Ask a bunch of gurus and you’ll get bunch of different answers.
What is right in my world may be wrong in your, yes I agree.
However, I’m not talking about what is right or wrong here
I’m talking about the actual seeing,
the ability to see with an inner eye.
You have thoughts and values
you have gender and social conditioning,
you have ideas, opinions and beliefs.
I’m talking about the “you” who have all this,
consciousness itself.
What do you think?
Is this the true self?
I believe that consciousness is created in the brain
and you believe that it is eternal.
These beliefs have built a wall between us.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cosmic_consciousness
I can sometimes clearly see when I am pigheaded.
Sometimes I am proud of myself because I am so good,
sometimes I feel ashamed when I notice my self-righteousness or selfishness.
You have also an observing self who keeps an eye on your dealings.
Are your observing self and my observing self
in reality one and the same observing self?
What do you think?
Is this the atman or is this the world soul?
Is this the super-ego or is this the true self?
Is collective consciousness a suitable name for this?
Ask a bunch of gurus and you’ll get bunch of different answers.
What is right in my world may be wrong in your, yes I agree.
However, I’m not talking about what is right or wrong here
I’m talking about the actual seeing,
the ability to see with an inner eye.
You have thoughts and values
you have gender and social conditioning,
you have ideas, opinions and beliefs.
I’m talking about the “you” who have all this,
consciousness itself.
What do you think?
Is this the true self?
I believe that consciousness is created in the brain
and you believe that it is eternal.
These beliefs have built a wall between us.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cosmic_consciousness
Tourists have crowded into the half-dark of the enormous Romanesque church.
Vault opening behind vault and no perspective.
A few candle flames flickered.
An angel whose face I couldn’t see embraced me
and his whisper went all through my body:
“Don’t be ashamed to be a human being, be proud!
Inside you one vault after another opens endlessly.
You’ll never be complete, and that’s as it should be.”
Tears blinded me
as we were herded out into the fiercely sunlit piazza,
together with Mr. and Mrs. Jones, Herr Tanaka and Signora Sabatini;
within each of them vault after vault opened endlessly.
Vault opening behind vault and no perspective.
A few candle flames flickered.
An angel whose face I couldn’t see embraced me
and his whisper went all through my body:
“Don’t be ashamed to be a human being, be proud!
Inside you one vault after another opens endlessly.
You’ll never be complete, and that’s as it should be.”
Tears blinded me
as we were herded out into the fiercely sunlit piazza,
together with Mr. and Mrs. Jones, Herr Tanaka and Signora Sabatini;
within each of them vault after vault opened endlessly.
Tomas Tranströmmer
Translated by Robert Bly
Friday, February 24, 2012
Hypnosis
I have a big nose.
I have a sore toe.
I have an idea.
I am hungry.
I feel offended.
I don’t like Nazis.
I love you.
What is this I made of?
Is it made out of electrochemical brain activity?
Is it a chimera?
Is it a ghost in the machine?
Is it a horseman?
Is it a coachman?
Is this the soul?
What makes you think that this I live on after death?
I had some mean thoughts this morning.
I have a complaining and vengeful ego.
Do I have an ego as if I had a dog?
Something is wrong with this kind of thinking.
Spiritual awakening, as I see it, has nothing to do with the I.
You can ask yourself, who am I really, till you‘re blue in the face,
but you will never get a clear-cut answer.
Spiritual awakening, as I see it, is like waking up from a hypnosis
and to be free from posthypnotic suggestions.
All hypnotists know that they can only hypnotize those
who are willing to be hypnotized.
All hypnotists know that their suggestions will only work
as long as their human guinea pigs believe what they hear.
It is possible to wake up from hypnosis.
You don’t have to act on your posthypnotic suggestions.
It is possible to break a smoking habit.
It is possible to leave a religious cult.
It is possible to drop all political and religious belief systems.
You don’t have to assume anyone’s role.
You’re free now.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zms_JklT4I0
I have a sore toe.
I have an idea.
I am hungry.
I feel offended.
I don’t like Nazis.
I love you.
What is this I made of?
Is it made out of electrochemical brain activity?
Is it a chimera?
Is it a ghost in the machine?
Is it a horseman?
Is it a coachman?
Is this the soul?
What makes you think that this I live on after death?
I had some mean thoughts this morning.
I have a complaining and vengeful ego.
Do I have an ego as if I had a dog?
Something is wrong with this kind of thinking.
Spiritual awakening, as I see it, has nothing to do with the I.
You can ask yourself, who am I really, till you‘re blue in the face,
but you will never get a clear-cut answer.
Spiritual awakening, as I see it, is like waking up from a hypnosis
and to be free from posthypnotic suggestions.
All hypnotists know that they can only hypnotize those
who are willing to be hypnotized.
All hypnotists know that their suggestions will only work
as long as their human guinea pigs believe what they hear.
It is possible to wake up from hypnosis.
You don’t have to act on your posthypnotic suggestions.
It is possible to break a smoking habit.
It is possible to leave a religious cult.
It is possible to drop all political and religious belief systems.
You don’t have to assume anyone’s role.
You’re free now.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zms_JklT4I0
Which side are you on?
If life had been a movie about Robin Hood,
which side would you have been on,
Robin Hood‘s side, or the Sheriff of Nottingham‘s?
which side would you have been on,
Robin Hood‘s side, or the Sheriff of Nottingham‘s?
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
I'm right, you're wrong
You’re angry with me because I tell you that you’re wrong.
You think that I’m full of shit.
Nevertheless, you are wrong.
Rio de Janeiro is not the capital of Brazil.
You think that I’m full of shit.
Nevertheless, you are wrong.
Rio de Janeiro is not the capital of Brazil.
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