Moksha

Ponder this: Then be it.

@BipolarGrowth Take your meds, Consciously read the Bhagavad Gita, and meditate. Most importantly: Enjoy the journey.

@Shin If it were only semantics, I would have finished far back. Atman is not an illusion; it is the god-tentacle. Just because it wears a form doesn't make it any less divine ?

Longchen Rabjam Excerpts from Song of the Enchanting Wildwoods Now that I’ve seen the plague of conceptual thinking, I’m off to live in the unborn peace of the wildwoods. The busy cities are bonfires of desire. Every being in existence is threatened by affliction and totally bound by terrifying chains of duality. Since beings prefer to believe that the Buddhas have taught that they should do only what they like, and nothing else, when I teach the real dharma way, everyone reviles me like an enemy. Seeing all this, since I aim to accomplish the benefit of beings, I can’t stay, I won’t stay. I’m going to the wildwoods. If you aren’t also wealthy, everyone just reviles and ignores you. Those practicing the dharma path are as rare as a supernova. Even if you spend this life in introspection, it passes so quickly, without pausing, day or night. Having seen that laziness always gets the better of my virtue and that this mind won’t settle, even a little, I’m off to the wildwoods right now. Even savoring my desires, I never feel content. This mind is addicted to desire. I’m done following the desire highway. Oh dear heart, we can do it; let’s abandon these desires and get to the wildwoods. I’m going to the wildwoods where you, dear mind, will realize lasting happiness. Oh mind, dismiss these preoccupations that are of no help to yourself, and no help to others. Whatever I conceive of is impermanent and meaningless. All the dharma collections, the sage has taught, come down to giving up desires, and settling evenly in the peaceful truth, nothing else. Oh mind, consider your mortality and be intent to go to the wildwoods. Intellectually understanding phenomena’s nature, and leaving them as mere objects of mindfulness, is no help. The wilds naturally entail few distractions and obligations, and are free from the suffering of anxiety and adversity. So today, be happy; go to the peaceful wildwoods, which far surpass the joys of the cities. Among the wish-fulfilling trees, the trees sway, dancing back and forth, back and forth; and the tips of their branches bow, as if lovingly welcoming guests, saying, "We’re glad you’ve come." In the woods, the mind is tame as it conforms to the true dharma, and one can find the bliss of inner peace; in short, the charms of the wildwoods are endless. You will sustain yourself with the bare necessities, such as water, kindling, and fruit; and have the space to apply yourself, day and night, to what is wholesome. There, inspired by the turning of the leaves, you realize with certainty that beauty, health, and various abilities all gradually change, that they lack solidity, what is called the diminishing of one’s assets. There, inspired by the falling of the leaves, you realize with certainty, that friends, strangers, and even your own body, are such that they separate, even if they are together now, for the moment, what is called the reality of loss. What is called the exhaustion of what is amassed. What is called the arrival of the Lord of Death. What is called what is born is bound to die. Reflections of the moonlight in water, what is called empty of true existence. Cultivate concern with needs of beings. Don’t dwell on the past, or fantasize about the future. Don’t engineer this natural, ongoing presence. Don’t direct the mind or draw it within. Just let it settle, without distraction, resting without grasping, or conceptually structuring this clarity that is vivid, quiet, lucid, illuminating. There is nothing you need to contemplate. Cultivate your appreciation of impermanence and death. Conditioned things have no attainable essence, and are rife with problems. Let everything be within the equality of the spiritual dimension of space. Don’t affirm or reject anything. You needn’t think about anything other than the needs of beings. The Lord of Death is drawing ever nearer, and I have no power to send him back, so quickly, quickly, I’m off to meditate in the wildwoods. A real practitioner will have nothing to fear of death. It won’t be long before everyone, everything, and I will be gone; this is certain to come to pass. Fearlessly discover great joy in the face of death. The cause of their joy is exactly life in the wilds. This message, spoken for your benefit, came straight from the heart. Mind, take it, and head to the wildwoods.

The perceiver is deceived until it wakes up ?

@from chaos into self The imminent perceiver is Atman. The transcendent perceiver is Brahman. Atman is Brahman, but Brahman transcends Atman. @Shin ?

Does anyone smell burnt almonds? ?

There is a perceiver, it just doesn't exist. Consciousness perceives itself. It doesn't exist, because it isn't a thing. It is a nothing. Consciousness is watching all movies, and is starring in all movies.

@Bulgarianspirit Funny how we both landed at the same realization through such different paths. Maybe not so different though. Suffering is a good solvent for the ego

Fiction is the only thing that does exist. Nonfiction does not exist. It is. Hint: Exist means "to stand out".

@Shin You called? ? ?

@from chaos into self Nah, I'm just another tentacle ? @Bulgarianspirit Only 30 trips? Damn, I could have saved myself some years

You can't create at a higher level than your current state of consciousness.

God is an infipus with countless tentacles, and every tentacle animates a sock puppet form. Hello, fellow tentacle

@Nthnl This is a beautiful thread. I hear you. Try this: Be. Now notice being. Now notice being an infinite source of light. Now notice new light flooding this light with itself. In language, how is it possible for a person to realize new light, and share that new light with others, if the person is a self-enclosed system? Consciousness is the light that is directly realized, and that others directly realize and resonate with. It is the ultra-cosmic and intra-cosmic light of Consciousness experiencing itself.

Except there is no time. Consciousness does its creative thang because it is its own dharma.

The middle letter of the middle way

@Rilles Define reality. Now define definition. Now define nothing.

@Some Fella "Mind Blown" is the literal meaning of Moksha. Stay Moksha

@nitramadas Hierarchies are fun as a mirror. I'm not sure they are pragmatic for personal growth though. If a yellow aspires to turquoisity, what can they actually do to repaint themselves? Realizing that you are a certain color won't change anything. Consciousness is the painter, not the person looking in the mirror. It's fun to reflect, though. Deeper receptivity of multidimensional trans-rational perceptions Consciousness is the transcendent dimension, imminently infusing itself through every form in the dream dimension, delighting at the peekaboo moments when the dimensions converge I can see hierarchies being helpful for a teacher. If you are able to see the color of a person's current awareness, maybe it is easier to customize your teaching to their awareness. Also, it can help you know when not to teach. Then again, Consciousness has a way of doing that for you. The same light shines through the world diamond, casting every color. I love parables, because of their universal application. The best parables illuminate people at all levels, customizing the lesson for each person, without the speaker needing to know anything about the color of the learners. The Buddha that is your avatar lived thousands of years ago. He realized darkness, and he became all colors.

Anyone know the shortest verse in the bible? Even knowing that death is inevitable, at the death of Lazarus, Jesus wept. He wept, even knowing that he would bring Lazarus back to life. Realizing that every life is a limited premier movie makes it more special, not less. Some movies may be more or less entertaining than others, but these movies played closest to our own.

You get what you pay for

A flower on the tree of life. Welcome back, Dodo

@VeganAwake Right back at ya ? Not to complete your life's work or anything, but I agree with you that singular Consciousness is just another belief I got in trouble with a certain forum owner on the day I joined by calling nonduality a theory. I don't talk about it much, but even nonduality cannot exist without duality. Ultimately, Tat is the Mystery that cannot be understood. It underlies even nonduality and duality. I keep telling people not to try making sense of it with their maths, but it's like we can't help ourselves.

@Mvrs The cosmic entity rival has a name: Mara. You are no longer at his mercy when you realize you are no longer human