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.
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The path to oneness is Ape Yoga and the Hairy Pu. Abandon your fears and inhibitions and let your inner ape come to the fore.
Gorilla! You have been missed! My inner ape has awakened. Meet me third nest on the left, next to the very large banana tree!
Amazing! You turned me on to Monk Mojo. Monk Mojo pointed me toward that Church of the Churchless website, which he highlighted, as per his usual custom, below one of his cartoons. Apparently, that blogger is appalled by any sort of non-dual musings.
He also unwittingly underscored the inevitable correctness of your enumeration of the "rules" with each of his counterpoints.
Let's see - a Christian will tell you that reality is eternally dual in nature - God, self-existing and forever separate; and Creation. And a radical Muslim will separate your head from your torso if you are convinced that Jesus of Nazareth died for your sins. And this Church of the Churchless blogger will "nope" you into the cherished void.
Gate, Gate, Paragate, Parasamgate, Bodhi Svaha!
And Charlie Hayes turned me on to you!
I love it. Willie R.
I don't think any nest could take my weight. I have been missed, you say? Was I here before?
Yeah, Gorilla, you made one of your usual smart-ass comments one this entry: http://nothingexistsdespiteappearances.blogspot.com/2009/05/nor-hath-loves-mind-of-any-judgement.html#comments
And of course, "I" am terribly offended that you didn't remember. I guess I'm not one of your favourite females anymore!
Hi Willie, Oh My God, "nope you into the cherished void" is priceless. Jealousy arises, albeit briefly, at your command of these useless but amusing words! And it's fun, isn't it, the blog-trails and the apparent bouncing around of concepts, enjoyed for their mere existence. Come back and comment any "time".
I've put you in my blog reader now, even though you've got a damned silly name.
Pot, kettle, black, GORILLA BANANAS. And thanks!
Anything blogged about in the context of religion, spirituality, non-duality, etc., etc., etc. can simply not be taken by anyone in any fashion other than literal for most people. Your "rules" clearly were tongue-in-cheek, ironic, and playful, but were sure as hell weren't received that way by The Church of Nope. I am sure when Jesus and his buddies got together to discuss all things spirit, they never imagined that their cute little metaphors of dying to the material world would turn into the worship of some dude who turned water into wine, got tortured by Mel Gibson for eight hours, and resurrected along with the Easter bunny two days later. Apparently no metaphor or irony can be communicated. Or perhaps you need to literally state (BEING IRONIC HERE), a sort of literary equivalent of a laugh track in your comments.
It is "ironic" though, that every single "rule" you gave was "noped." What are the odds. You figure you would have to get one right just by chance. I mean isn't there that saying that a monkey, given enough time and a typewriter could write the works of Shakespeare and a Gorilla could create a blog. Not sure about the Gorilla part though.
Hi Michfan, appreciation of the support arises! Just not used to being taken seriously by "anyone". Been trawling around the internet, fascinating, some people nix "neo-advaita" because they occasionally charge money and purport to claim that "anyone" can be "enlightened" (when it's probably more like there is no one, so there is no one who needs to be "enlightened"), some people nix gurus generally, some people nix nixing the gurus, hoo boy, it's all out there, every opinion imaginable. Life doing its multifarious thingamajig. Exuberant, energetic life. Love it.
Whoa, is my head spinning! So the Nope-a-Dope Church is on the list of anti-neo-advaita. All of this is soooo funny! You have a wonderful wit! Brilliant! Just brilliant!
How entertaining... thanks again.
Mike
Supposing that there WAS time, which there isn't. In a billion years, who will care?
“…individuals who are still in the thrall of the despotic mind.” ~ Love that!
@willie: Thanks for visiting 1000 cuts!
Thanks for the visit Monk. You're the best advertisement for the Cosmic Joke, apparently!
Willie's quoted mantra translates as: gone, gone, gone beyond, completely beyond, enlightenment, hail. Completely gone? Yes, that's about it.
re: the "church of the church-full."
"there's a seeker born every minute, and two to take him along the path."
:)
Storm in a teacup. A lovely little storm.
Your pictures are great, where do they come from?
Hi David, I do them myself, either Photoshopping old childhood photos or scanning in my mixed media collage stuff and using the whole thing, then detail of it, again sometimes messed around with in Photoshop. Cheating a bit (with Photoshop) to have enough work to accompany each blog, as I am somewhat prolific! Add "apparently" to all that of course.
Hi Jack, agreed. The words are real crap. Writing a book now, apparently, and that's all a hot load of steaming gobbledygook as well. They are written, it seems, no one writes. Let's all just die...who is it, exactly, that would die? Nobody needs to die, although death sometimes seems to "happen", while the mind/body thingy is still in the thick of the story. This is a hopeless message, hopeless for the individual. There was never any beginning in the first place; so no need to "begin again".
A book? Hot damn!
Hi Monk, don't get too excited and don't expect "satsangs" or ring around the rosie or whatever they're called. Teach? What, to whom? I can see it now. I'd get a bunch of people in a room, say, "OK, you've paid your money, now f*** off home, you're exactly where you're meant to be." Or else there'd be a big fight about whose nonduality is better than whose. The story of writing and talking about the ineffable, an effing waste of time - but FUN.
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