Is sein jarin beo

February 9, 2006

Oh Noel

Hmmm, you seem to believe in God, that never seen dude. OK, that’s fine, I

mean, tons of people agree with ya.

I’ve just come to a point where I don’t need him to be like that. I

don’t need a god, or a non-god, or a pantheon of gods.

I do see that we are in something, call it the cosmos, but I know for sure that

none of us knows where that is, where it exists, on what it is hung or

suspended if anything, what it’s origin is for real, or what it’s

here, or why we’re here, and the list goes on.

These are mysteries.

I can answer them with Vishnu babble straight out of the Hindu Scriptures, and I

can babble the Christian version, but would anyone want that? Not me.

Anyway...

I was there, in the God Squad, in ultra Goddish Hare Krishna movement, and I was

a preaching away year after year, and on into this Jyotish Software career, but

something changed in me when I went very deep into depression and had to come

out.

I found the moment, and the people around me, and the walls, and time and

history. I used my strong ability to imagine and I went back in time and

visited a lot of my ancestors history and some other ones too. I saw their

religion and it was so like Hinduism. I am not into that either. I saw it had

the same downsides.

Priestcraft, which is the source of dogma, is always binding, not freeing, to

the souls. The real religion never has a name, never has a dogma, never has a

temple, and never has a god.

Words. Semantics. We can go round and round saying I love you to each other, and

then shoot each other, just because we were speaking two different lanquages.

It’s sad, but true.

My words, your words, probably the same intent, but different languages and

stories, metaphors and understandings.

I am not lost and not in illusion. I don’t think so.

Take me on more if you like. I can go to the matt on this stuff, no problemo.

I like to talk.

Consider this as the prayer of an ancient celtic border patrolman on his few

days out of camp to scout for incoming enemy groups.....

I am in this moment, not perfectly comfortable, but alive. The cold air blows

bye me. My dress sways. I lean on my spear. I see the sun set. I feel all of

nature in which I am trapped in this body. My death comes eventually, in so

many days, I will do things until then. I will walk, and hunt, and live. I will

love my wife, and bear children, watch them die, or live. I will always be

strong and proud, a member of my tribe, defender of our people. The worlds

above and the worlds below are there, but I live here now. I will not stray

from the chivalry of my people, which is total, to the death, and full of

honor.

Then you can add the druids and guilt will come in. Duties to Gods and

donations to Druids comes in. It changes things.

There was also:

“There’s this woman in our village, who collects everything, and

combines it, and cures diseases, and makes things happen, with her potions and

spells.”

That too was their, the religion of magic and nature. It was lived in, real,

felt, and destroyed, by the one God, of the Jews, a southern tribe, not our

own, outsiders.

I am just fine with seeing myself as what I am, the descendent of German and

Irish, and raised mostly by Irish, and knowing now enough to know for surely

how my ancestors came to be in this lowered position they now occupy, from what

they were, which was very much like Hinuism with Astrology, Brahmins, Ayurveda,

oral tradition, warriors, bow, arrow, spear, chariots! And the main hero is

CuCollen not Arjun.

But so much similar.

So yeah, I’m a pagan, and I don’t like the one god thing anymore, so what.

I still like believers.

Before Christians, in Rome, everybody accepted multi religion, but Christians,

they changed that, claiming to be the only and saying other are not equal.

This was an outrage at the time.

I’m more like the others. I believe in diversity, or rather, freedom to

be. Leave me alone. I leave you alone.

We share if we choose to.

Knowing as I do that all things are in the one, perfectly happening according to

the one, the flow of the one that is, and that is all, since I know this

completely, I exist in a world which doesn’t really require something to

pray to, to ask for change. It’s already all perfect, including the

pain. When you go through a lot of pain, you realize the pain is perfect too,

eventually afterwards kinda sorta.

My mind knows I’m in the one. So, there is nothing to pray for, even when

life sucks really badly. There’s nothing to pray for. There is only to

go on. That’s all. We are in a ride, trapped in a school, and we must

simply go on. I imagine any death simply places you in a new body at the place

you left off more or less. There are many lessons to learn it seems. We pop

out at some point in another place, I would imagine.

Or this place evolves with all us in it to something we really want to live in, eventually.....

See I have faith, or vision, knowledge. This has replaced that prayer answering

dude in my mind.

There may be Gods and Goddesses above us, from higher planets, and if so,

I’ve already demonstrated my willingness to serve them in my HK days when

I served statues in practice for the real thing...that’s right, we all did

that more or less.

I loved God. But he never showed up so I gave up. (I’m kidding,

it’s more philosophical than this)

So.....I don’t think I’m in illusion, or maya, or whatever. I think

I’ve read a lot, and learned a lot, through books, Gurus, scriptures, and

realization and suffering, and out of all of that, and in my best logic, I

choose to say that I don’t think we know who God is, or what he is, or

whether he is, and all those questions posed way up above in this article, we

don’t know those either.

That’s my position. Go ahead and prove me wrong without sruti, smriti, or

sradha. Scripture, words, or faith. Those are cheating as we don’t know

those are real either.

I am happy to say that I feel I am one with the true ancients that I can relate

to. They were quiet. Acepted mystery. Knew plants, trees and herbs. Were

brave. Were chivalrous. Spoke eloquently that beautiful Goilin. My heart is

there. There was no pretense of knowing the above or below for sure, or even

the foreign lands.

A truly quiet mind and heart has the most fun widdling a stick while sheep

herding in the bog with the gray sky blowing a gusty wind in from the sea.

Djan sior djan sior un spirod

Is sein jarin beo

Set your spirit free and sing your true songs

(scot gael saying)

Thanks

Rick/Das das (AT) goravani (DOT) com

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February 9, 2006

sure that none of us knows where that is, where it exists, on what it is hung or

suspended if anything, what it’s origin is for real, or what it’s here, or why

we’re here, and the list goes on.These are mysteries.I can answer them with

Vishnu babble straight out of the Hindu Scriptures, and I can babble the

Christian version, but would anyone want that? Not me. Anyway...I was there,

in the God Squad, in ultra Goddish Hare Krishna movement, and I was a preaching

away year after year, and on into this Jyotish Software career, but something

changed in me when I went very deep into depression and had to come out.I found

the moment, and the people around me, and the walls, and time and history. I

used my strong ability to imagine and I went back in time and visited a lot of

my ancestors history and some other ones too. I saw their religion and it was

so like Hinduism. I am not into that either. I saw it had the same

downsides.Priestcraft, which is the source of dogma, is always binding, not

freeing, to the souls. The real religion never has a name, never has a dogma,

never has a temple, and never has a god.Words. Semantics. We can go round and

round saying I love you to each other, and then shoot each other, just because

we were speaking two different lanquages. It’s sad, but true.My words, your

words, probably the same intent, but different languages and stories, metaphors

and understandings. I am not lost and not in illusion. I don’t think so.Take me

on more if you like. I can go to the matt on this stuff, no problemo. I like

to talk.Consider this as the prayer of an ancient celtic border patrolman on

his few days out of camp to scout for incoming enemy groups.....I am in this

moment, not perfectly comfortable, but alive. The cold air blows bye me. My

dress sways. I lean on my spear. I

see the sun set. I feel all of nature in which I am trapped in this body. My

death comes eventually, in so many days, I will do things until then. I will

walk, and hunt, and live. I will love my wife, and bear children, watch them

die, or live. I will always be strong and proud, a member of my tribe,

defender of our people. The worlds above and the worlds below are there, but I

live here now. I will not stray from the chivalry of my people, which is total,

to the death, and full of honor.Then you can add the druids and guilt will come

in. Duties to Gods and donations to Druids comes in. It changes things.There

was also:“There’s this woman in our village, who collects everything, and

combines it, and cures diseases, and makes things happen, with her potions and

spells.”That too was their, the religion of magic and nature. It was lived in,

real, felt, and destroyed, by the one God, of the Jews, a

southern tribe, not our own, outsiders.I am just fine with seeing myself as what

I am, the descendent of German and Irish, and raised mostly by Irish, and

knowing now enough to know for surely how my ancestors came to be in this

lowered position they now occupy, from what they were, which was very much like

Hinuism with Astrology, Brahmins, Ayurveda, oral tradition, warriors, bow,

arrow, spear, chariots! And the main hero is CuCollen not Arjun.But so much

similar. So yeah, I’m a pagan, and I don’t like the one god thing anymore, so

what.I still like believers. Before Christians, in Rome, everybody accepted

multi religion, but Christians, they changed that, claiming to be the only and

saying other are not equal. This was an outrage at the time.I’m more like the

others. I believe in diversity, or rather, freedom to be. Leave me alone. I

leave you alone.We share if we choose

to.Knowing as I do that all things are in the one, perfectly happening according

to the one, the flow of the one that is, and that is all, since I know this

completely, I exist in a world which doesn’t really require something to pray

to, to ask for change. It’s already all perfect, including the pain. When you

go through a lot of pain, you realize the pain is perfect too, eventually

afterwards kinda sorta.My mind knows I’m in the one. So, there is nothing to

pray for, even when life sucks really badly. There’s nothing to pray for.

There is only to go on. That’s all. We are in a ride, trapped in a school,

and we must simply go on. I imagine any death simply places you in a new body

at the place you left off more or less. There are many lessons to learn it

seems. We pop out at some point in another place, I would imagine.Or this

place evolves with all us in it to something we really want to live in,

eventually.....See I have faith, or vision, knowledge. This has replaced that

prayer answering dude in my mind.There may be Gods and Goddesses above us,

from higher planets, and if so, I’ve already demonstrated my willingness to

serve them in my HK days when I served statues in practice for the real

thing...that’s right, we all did that more or less.I loved God. But he never

showed up so I gave up. (I’m kidding, it’s more philosophical than

this)So.....I don’t think I’m in illusion, or maya, or whatever. I think I’ve

read a lot, and learned a lot, through books, Gurus, scriptures, and

realization and suffering, and out of all of that, and in my best logic, I

choose to say that I don’t think we know who God is, or what he is, or whether

he is, and all those questions posed way up above in this article, we don’t

know those either.That’s my position. Go ahead and prove me wrong without

sruti, smriti, or sradha.

Scripture, words, or faith. Those are cheating as we don’t know those are real

either.I am happy to say that I feel I am one with the true ancients that I can

relate to. They were quiet. Acepted mystery. Knew plants, trees and herbs.

Were brave. Were chivalrous. Spoke eloquently that beautiful Goilin. My heart

is there. There was no pretense of knowing the above or below for sure, or even

the foreign lands. A truly quiet mind and heart has the most fun widdling a

stick while sheep herding in the bog with the gray sky blowing a gusty wind in

from the sea.Djan sior djan sior un spirodIs sein jarin beoSet your spirit free

and sing your true songs(scot gael saying) ThanksRick/Das

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Oh Noel

Hmmm, you seem to believe in God, Ya Think?

That never seen dude. OK, that’s fine, I mean, tons of people agree with

ya.

I’ve just come to a point where I don’t need him to be like that. Like what?

I don’t need a god, or a non-god, or a pantheon of gods.

I do see that we are in something; call it the cosmos, what’s the differents?

You, me, God, it’s all the same soup! but

I know for sure that none of us knows where that is, where it exists, on what

it is hung or suspended if anything, what it’s origin is for real, or

what it’s here, or why we’re here, and the list goes on. You see.

I am right, you’re over thinking this.

These are mysteries.

I can answer them with Vishnu babble straight out of the Hindu Scriptures, and

I can babble the Christian version, but would anyone want that? Not me.

Anyway... We agree on this one! Thanks you.

I was there, in the God Squad, in ultra Goddish Hare Krishna movement, and I

was a preaching away year after year, and on into this Jyotish Software career,

but something changed in me when I went very deep into depression and had to

come out.

italic">I too have had a simpler experience and thought what was the point at

that time.

I found the moment, and the people around me, and the walls, and time and history.

I used my strong ability to imagine and I went back in time and visited a lot

of my ancestors history and some other ones too. I saw their

religion and it was so like Hinduism. I am not into that either. I

saw it had the same downsides. I have often wondered if there is a genetic code or

some sort of cellular memory that keeps dragging us back to our ancestors, and

maybe were suppose to figure out how to break these ties so we can live in the

present moment.

Priestcraft, which is the source of dogma, is always binding, not freeing, to

the souls. The real religion never has a name, never has a dogma, never

has a temple, and never has a god.

Words. Semantics. We can go round and round saying I love you to each other, and

then shoot each other, just because we were speaking two different lanquages.

It’s sad, but true. It’s

the nature of the beast; living in a world of evolution with people at two ends

of the spectrum.

My words, your words, probably the same intent, but different languages and

stories, metaphors and understandings. Yes but I am happy most of the time and

you at least portray that you are sad most of the time.

I am not lost and not in illusion. I don’t think so. If you were not lost

this would not be a question for you.

Take me on more if you like. I can go to the matt on this stuff, no

problemo. I like to talk. This will have to be my last attempt for now. There

ours others who suffer who really would like help when they ask for it.

Consider this as the prayer of an ancient celtic border patrolman on his few

days out of camp to scout for incoming enemy groups.....

I am in this moment, not perfectly comfortable, but alive. The cold air

blows bye me. My dress sways. I lean on my spear. I see the sun

set. I feel all of nature in which I am trapped in this body. My

death comes eventually, in so many days, I will do things until then. I will

walk, and hunt, and live. I will love my wife, and bear children, watch them

die, or live. I will always be strong and proud, a member of my tribe,

defender of our people. The worlds above and the worlds below are there,

but I live here now. I will not stray from the chivalry of my people,

which is total, to the death, and full of honor. This is nice, but the majority

of it contradicts the first five words.

font-style:italic">

Then you can add the druids and guilt will come in. Duties to Gods and

donations to Druids comes in. It changes things.

There was also:

“There’s this woman in our village, who collects everything, and

combines it, and cures diseases, and makes things happen, with her potions and

spells.”

That too was their, the religion of magic and nature. It was lived in,

real, felt, and destroyed, by the one God, of the Jews, a southern tribe, not

our own, outsiders.

How many Gods you got dude!

I am just fine with seeing myself as what I am, without a women the

descendent of German and Irish, In the past and raised

mostly by Irish, still there and knowing now

enough to know for surely how my ancestors came to be in this lowered position

they now occupy, from what they were, which was very much like Hinuism with

Astrology, Brahmins,

Verdana">Ayurveda

Verdana">, oral tradition, warriors, bow, arrow, spear, chariots! And the

main hero is CuCollen not Arjun. Everything has its cycles

But so much similar.

So yeah, I’m a pagan, and I don’t like the one god thing anymore,

so what.

italic">So you suffer

I still like believers.

Before Christians, in

Verdana">Rome,

everybody accepted multi religion, but Christians, they changed that, claiming

to be the only and saying other are not equal. This was an outrage at the

time.

I’m more like the others. I believe in diversity, or rather,

freedom to be. Leave me alone. I leave you alone.

We share if we choose to. That’s cool…

Knowing as I do that all things are in the one, perfectly happening according

to the one, the flow of the one that is, and that is all, since I know this

completely, This sounds like one God to me!

I exist in a world which doesn’t really require something to pray to, to

ask for change. It’s already all perfect, including the pain.

When you go through a lot of pain, you realize the pain is perfect too,

eventually afterwards kinda sorta. The pain maybe a necessary tool for the moment, but if

it is unpleasant is it wise to hold on to it so tightly? There comes a time

when all things must drop by the waste side.

My mind knows I’m in the one.

font-style:italic"> One what? So, there is nothing to pray for, even

when life sucks really badly. How can life suck that bad for you… you’re

not an 8 year old kid, in

font-style:italic">Ethiopia, with

no food, laying around in the hot sun, with fly’s all over you! There’s nothing to

pray for.

italic">How about a women? Or better yet! How about a little more understanding?

Or even better yet the kid in

font-style:italic">Ethiopia? There is only to go on.

That’s all. We are in a ride, trapped in a school, and we

must simply go on. I imagine any death simply places you in a new body at the

place you left off more or less. There are many lessons to learn it

seems. We pop out at some point in another place, I would imagine. Boy you

must have been a lot of fun out in the play yard at school when you were a

child.

Or this place evolves with all us in it to something we really want to live in,

eventually.....

See I have faith, or vision, knowledge. This has replaced that prayer

answering dude in my mind.

There may be Gods and Goddesses above us, from higher planets, and if so,

I’ve already demonstrated my willingness to serve them in my HK days when

I served statues in practice for the real thing...that’s right, we all

did that more or less.

I loved God. But he never showed up so I gave up. (I’m kidding,

it’s more philosophical than this) Ya Think? He never left dude.

He’s you!

So.....I don’t think I’m in illusion, or maya, or whatever. Come on Das! Were else

would you be? I think I’ve read a lot, and learned

a lot, through books, Gurus, scriptures, and realization and suffering, and out

of all of that, and in my best logic, I choose to say that I don’t think

we know who God is, or what he is, or whether he is, and all those questions

posed way up above in this article, we don’t know those either.

That’s my position. Go ahead and prove me wrong without sruti,

smriti, or sradha. Scripture, words, or faith. Sorry dude, I can’t

do that, that’s your job. Those are

cheating as we don’t know those are real either.

I am happy

italic">Oh really! to say that I feel I am one with

the true ancients that I can relate to. They were quiet. Acepted mystery.

Knew plants, trees and herbs. Were brave. Were chivalrous. Spoke

eloquently that beautiful Goilin. My heart is there. There was no

pretense of knowing the above or below for sure, or even the foreign lands. How can

you move forward and out of your depression if you force yourself to live in

the past all the time?

A truly quiet mind and heart has the most fun widdling a stick while sheep

herding in the bog with the gray sky blowing a gusty wind in from the sea. This is as true of a

statement as it gets my friend,

font-style:italic">Please forgive me! I am sorry that I wasn’t helpful

and have wasted your time.

Djan sior djan sior un spirod

Is sein jarin beo

Set your spirit free and sing your true songs

(scot gael saying)

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Wow.

Zoro marks all over my words.

I can see I’m not the only one of the list who likes sword fighting.

Touché !

Thanks

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10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:navy">Jump on in Jagdish… The water is not

to cold, yet! … I would love to here some new in sight…

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Noel Gilbert

Counselor

Body, Mind & Soul

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valist

[valist] On Behalf Of Jagdish

Rawat

Thursday, February 09, 2006

12:49 PM

valist

Re: Is sein jarin

beo

Dear Goravani Ji,

I just read your essay. Impressive but unfortunately i

dont agree. And i apologize for that. You are perfect and hence

'Not-True'.

I would like to put myself in this debate between you

and Noel if you allow me. Life put so many spears in my a** that now i see it

in a different way and in a more practical way.

Best Wishes

Jagdish

Das Goravani

<das (AT) goravani (DOT) com> wrote:

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Oh Noel

Hmmm, you seem to believe in God, that never seen dude. OK, that’s fine,

I mean, tons of people agree with ya.

I’ve just come to a point where I don’t need him to be like that. I

don’t need a god, or a non-god, or a pantheon of gods.

I do see that we are in something, call it the cosmos, but I know for sure that

none of us knows where that is, where it exists, on what it is hung or

suspended if anything, what it’s origin is for real, or what it’s

here, or why we’re here, and the list goes on.

These are mysteries.

I can answer them with Vishnu babble straight out of the Hindu Scriptures, and

I can babble the Christian version, but would anyone want that? Not me.

Anyway...

I was there, in the God Squad, in ultra Goddish Hare Krishna movement, and I

was a preaching away year after year, and on into this Jyotish Software career,

but something changed in me when I went very deep into depression and had to

come out.

I found the moment, and the people around me, and the walls, and time and

history. I used my strong ability to imagine and I went back in time and

visited a lot of my ancestors history and some other ones too. I

saw their religion and it was so like Hinduism. I am not into that

either. I saw it had the same downsides.

Priestcraft, which is the source of dogma, is always binding, not freeing, to

the souls. The real religion never has a name, never has a dogma, never

has a temple, and never has a god.

Words. Semantics. We can go round and round saying I love you to each other,

and then shoot each other, just because we were speaking two different

lanquages. It’s sad, but true.

My words, your words, probably the same intent, but different languages and

stories, metaphors and understandings.

I am not lost and not in illusion. I don’t think so.

Take me on more if you like. I can go to the matt on this stuff, no

problemo. I like to talk.