Enter the Labyrinth.
The 25th December is the date the Palace Gates of Vishnu's abode are opened to humans - some human beings.
But don't worry that you have missed out on anything - Vishnu is master of Kalabhairava (time) and so the gate may be opened to you always. Possibly.
You are sitting back now, in your comfortable chair, and your head is filled with things - 'visions of sugar plums, dancing in your head...'
Descartes, in his mischievous and grossly deceitful statement 'I think therefore I am' distracts the world of scientists by a simple sophistry and syllogistic fallacy.
'I' - but who is this?!
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For it is only the brain and the mind that is doing the thinking. The 'I' does more than 'thinking.' So who is this 'I?'
And that is why they want you to think the brain only is the crucial thing; it is hardly a thing at all.
All those ideas. Dancing, swirling around.
So you close your eyes.
Forget all the nonsense that mixes up and conflates vagus nerve synchronizing and slow breathing - yes, sure that might make you calmer, perhaps.
The gates were first opened by an avatar - Nammalvar. He was one of the twelve 'alvar' - divine poets and musicians.
When he was invited to attend the Palace of Vishnu, he at first refused, since, being highly intelligent, he reasoned that had he gone in his human body, it would be so mediocre in comparison to what was there and who the beings were that were also there, he would be embarrassed or perhaps even not desire to return to the Earth - but Vishnu said it would be fine, and when Nammalvar got there, he saw that the light that was there gave Knowledge with no ignorance at all...
And by imbibing this 'light' he was able to not only proceed to the Palace and converse directly with Vishnu, but also to return back to Earth where he left some ideas about how to get to this place and draw from the light - the Light that Gave Wisdom: Knowledge without any Ignorance.
And, there in the Palace, and absorbing the light there, he felt at once, safe, secure, without any fears, assured, and possessed with great knowledge useful to his obtaining life back in the world.
You are now, sitting comfortably, in your relaxing chair, trying to empty your brain (which is always distracting you from your 'I'), and everything is quiet...
...And you are alone, you imagine yourself to be alone. Do you think you are quite alone?
If you see a flash of light or something, pass before your closed eyelids, follow it be it ever so subtle and small and not overpowering. Don't forget, your brain contains memories from your senses, and you are used to the light impressions from the sunlight, from daylight, or from the light of electric lights.
But your 'I' knows a different kind of light.
Some of you will see all kinds of things, very very briefly - remembering, as you see these, that they will pass quickly, since the data goes into your being and not along the normal sensory pathways.
And, although you may see nothing at all immediately, suddenly altogether very strange things will happen during your day, during your days and at first you will question them with skepticism.
Well that all hits close to home. To those who might be listening: legend has it that you guys are really fascinated by animals. Maybe you won't talk to me but would like my cat. I've created a blog for her and for you. Kittypoops.blogspot.com. Can't believe that wasn't already taken. It must be fate.
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ReplyDelete"According to [Carlos] Castaneda humans are glowing cocoons of awareness set in a universe described euphemistically as all-pervading filaments of light. Such cocoons are intersected throughout by these filaments, producing perception..."
https://astroshamanism.org/carlos-castaneda/
Cats talk to me...
ReplyDeleteI can imagine how cats might speak to you in ways I could never comprehend (yes I give up). The cat I share space with, whose name was once "Belle" but is now referred to as "Kittypoops" uses a surprisingly diverse vocal "language" (words of up to 3 syllables) and sometimes uses it to coordinate her behavior with me in a way I don't understand, and I don't mean getting me to fill her food bowl. I find it both spooky and touching and wish we could truly understand each other. Today I used her in a hypothetical "if aliens were in my bedroom and we started learning things about each other" sort of way. I played the role of the ET.
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