Sunday, September 23, 2018
Monday, September 17, 2018
Invitation to Acceptance
I invite the miraculous extent of all unbound creation to enter the within and without. To enter thought and soul and make itself shine.
I invite myself to be immersed in pure shining thought of love and laughter. Of wisdom and suffering seeking an end to itself through liberation.
I invite an end to hypocrisy which plagues my thoughts and my inner and outer space. An end to all lower mind existence. All darkness for the sake of darkness to evaporate.
I accept that life is a wave. Never still and always showing and seeking visions hither and thither whilst the heart (which is my home) remains still beating only for my beloved love Kamakshi Lasya. I accept that I have done wrong unto myself and have learnt what I can and may and moved to better myself and the ones who I have come to know in this lifetime. I hope I can do the best to better their existence too.
I see that life is not a struggle or a test as much as a choice which propagates further through the will. As the will marches on, one is forced to reconcile the polarities (which cause us so much grief) and this is where the invitation to accept all that is comes so handy.
Sickness, illness and death are but the causal attributes to health, life and wellness. If the first one is experienced then the latter will surely follow..
There is no doubt. Accept all that comes your way; make the difficult moments your penance and make it flow.
There is no greater yoga than the person who sees his immutable self in all inner and outer landscapes. Where he is ready to accept that there is nothing he is or isn't and hence his existence is an invitation to accept entirety!
Peace and Love
I invite myself to be immersed in pure shining thought of love and laughter. Of wisdom and suffering seeking an end to itself through liberation.
I invite an end to hypocrisy which plagues my thoughts and my inner and outer space. An end to all lower mind existence. All darkness for the sake of darkness to evaporate.
I accept that life is a wave. Never still and always showing and seeking visions hither and thither whilst the heart (which is my home) remains still beating only for my beloved love Kamakshi Lasya. I accept that I have done wrong unto myself and have learnt what I can and may and moved to better myself and the ones who I have come to know in this lifetime. I hope I can do the best to better their existence too.
I see that life is not a struggle or a test as much as a choice which propagates further through the will. As the will marches on, one is forced to reconcile the polarities (which cause us so much grief) and this is where the invitation to accept all that is comes so handy.
Sickness, illness and death are but the causal attributes to health, life and wellness. If the first one is experienced then the latter will surely follow..
There is no doubt. Accept all that comes your way; make the difficult moments your penance and make it flow.
There is no greater yoga than the person who sees his immutable self in all inner and outer landscapes. Where he is ready to accept that there is nothing he is or isn't and hence his existence is an invitation to accept entirety!
Peace and Love
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Tuesday, June 26, 2018
East-World
I get fascinated when I see people of a different race. Their bodies, faces and customs all so different; molded by eons of weather, landscape and food choices. I am sure its not much different for anyone else who lives in multicultural environments, where we see so much diversity day in and out.
Changed beliefs, unique culture and language and of course physical and mental aberrations in one species of life form.
Its fascinating, and it makes me think whether in the distant past; different life forms from came to different parts of the world and populated with generic robotic bodies. They were slightly modified perhaps to make it look closer to the original alien masters. Maybe the Caucasian vs the negroid vs the mongoloid were the original alien masters who came here.
I am not saying anything but just perhaps this was similar to West world series (which is now on air across the world) but with the twist, where Earth was a playground where the Alien Gods came forth and took on forms - maybe similar or dissimilar to their original forms.
When the vacation was over, they just gave up their AI biological forms (which we call death) - there is the rebooting and the white light and then we wake up away from the matrix. We remember who we are, where we are and whats the purpose.
Maybe west world are world's within world's, and each carefully and imaginatively placed in different planes (Physical, Astral, Causal, Knowledge, Will) and where there are these bio bots created where consciousness comes down (Down loaded) before it uploads itself back to Akash ("Cloud")
Though this has been explored by a lot of western scientists of the day, I feel the core difference remains that western folks still think memory is the root of consciousness, while for me its more like the after or side effects. Consciousness is awareness - it is the entire play, player and playing fields. It is the bio AI bot, the cloud and the process of upload - download and reboot!
For ages, eastern mystics have been talking what the west is now getting involved in with the limited left brained thought process, they still have a long way to understand what pages after pages of mystic writing and lives of sages has poured to the citizens of this world.
East world knows that gods vie to be born as humans, and the spiritual progress one can make while in human form is one of the best and fastest any self can have in any plane / level (Is it because the combination of forgetfulness with the possibility of realization of who you truly are is so attractive to emancipation that even Gods wish to undergo this spiritual game?)
Gods remember their greatness, and hence are trapped by it. Gods cannot change who they are, cannot destroy their ego with their third eye (with the exception of civa-shakti). They are trapped body mind and soul by their penance. They are no where closer to emancipation or away from suffering than the bots that we souls have inhabited.
With the combination of suffering and ego and forgetfulness and reboot happening ever so often, the platform is set for right path to take its course. Where nature allows consciousness to progress from the Mula to Akasha in due time with due constraints helping rather than hindering this form of realization.
Peace and Bliss
Changed beliefs, unique culture and language and of course physical and mental aberrations in one species of life form.
Its fascinating, and it makes me think whether in the distant past; different life forms from came to different parts of the world and populated with generic robotic bodies. They were slightly modified perhaps to make it look closer to the original alien masters. Maybe the Caucasian vs the negroid vs the mongoloid were the original alien masters who came here.
I am not saying anything but just perhaps this was similar to West world series (which is now on air across the world) but with the twist, where Earth was a playground where the Alien Gods came forth and took on forms - maybe similar or dissimilar to their original forms.
When the vacation was over, they just gave up their AI biological forms (which we call death) - there is the rebooting and the white light and then we wake up away from the matrix. We remember who we are, where we are and whats the purpose.
Maybe west world are world's within world's, and each carefully and imaginatively placed in different planes (Physical, Astral, Causal, Knowledge, Will) and where there are these bio bots created where consciousness comes down (Down loaded) before it uploads itself back to Akash ("Cloud")
Though this has been explored by a lot of western scientists of the day, I feel the core difference remains that western folks still think memory is the root of consciousness, while for me its more like the after or side effects. Consciousness is awareness - it is the entire play, player and playing fields. It is the bio AI bot, the cloud and the process of upload - download and reboot!
For ages, eastern mystics have been talking what the west is now getting involved in with the limited left brained thought process, they still have a long way to understand what pages after pages of mystic writing and lives of sages has poured to the citizens of this world.
East world knows that gods vie to be born as humans, and the spiritual progress one can make while in human form is one of the best and fastest any self can have in any plane / level (Is it because the combination of forgetfulness with the possibility of realization of who you truly are is so attractive to emancipation that even Gods wish to undergo this spiritual game?)
Gods remember their greatness, and hence are trapped by it. Gods cannot change who they are, cannot destroy their ego with their third eye (with the exception of civa-shakti). They are trapped body mind and soul by their penance. They are no where closer to emancipation or away from suffering than the bots that we souls have inhabited.
With the combination of suffering and ego and forgetfulness and reboot happening ever so often, the platform is set for right path to take its course. Where nature allows consciousness to progress from the Mula to Akasha in due time with due constraints helping rather than hindering this form of realization.
Peace and Bliss
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