Monday, 22 June 2009
Words, Words, Mere Words, No Matter From The Heart: The Effect Doth Operate Another Way.
Very, very interesting stuff floating around, appearance all, yet fascinating. The Rules Of Nonduality I published in a blog entry a few days ago were latched onto, apparently, by some folks at the Church of the Churchless. The gentle and loving mocking of everything that seems to be is how the expression comes out here, but it was taken terribly seriously by some commenters; see the comments here, here and here. Well, indeed, my feelings were terribly hurt. Don't they realise I'm an important oracle for Oneness? Don't they realise just how terribly admired and respected I am? Don't they have compassion for a soul such as I, whose story is so filled with suffering, yet which I have courageously risen above? Why don't they like me? EVERYBODY MUST LIKE ME!!! Before any readers are captured on this river of words, the musings of the character in the story of "my" life, please note - that these sort of feelings and thoughts may fleetingly arise, but they are ironically humourous; the transitory feelings are noted (by no one; noting happens) as they slide away quickly, with nothing to cling to; certainly nothing to claim them is here, or anywhere. The whole thing is extremely amusing as only the Cosmic Joke can be, and words will never capture something that isn't a concept. This will certainly be dismissed by those apparent individuals who are still in the thrall of the despotic mind. There is absolutely nothing wrong with being in the thrall of the despotic mind, by the way. It seems to be nearly the sum total of what we call the world and its inhabitants, their apparent thoughts, their overwhelming feelings, their quite beautiful human struggle to make sense of the whole life thing. Some words about absolute reality or whatever we're calling it today use quite strong words, pointing with vehemence at the futility of seeking, trying to perhaps bring about with shock the shift of perception that makes seeing oneness possible; that there is no one, just oneness, life-ing is reiterated. Some use gentle and welcoming language, some are exceedingly matter-of-fact, but sadly, there is no way to communicate what so many try to write and talk about; there is no way to describe the ineffable. Those seekers like the folks (some of them) at Church of the Churchless will say that that's all very convenient, not being able to adequately defend something by saying it's ineffable. Yet that's another guise of oneness, to hide itself playfully behind the mind, and it is as full of beauty as is everything else that seems to appear. It was quite poignant when one commenter stated that there was very little bliss in the world, but a lot of suffering; perhaps, in the appearance, bliss just doesn't make the news as often. Little thoughts arise of wanting to help, wanting to lift the veil, wanting to make clear the obvious, the lack of separation, the exuberant dance of life, just as it is; yet these are ego-mutterings too, sliding away, although sometimes not before some hopefully helpful words are written, by no one.