What is Tantra? I am a cockroach, I understand my nature.

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This is excerpt from the teaching of the very ancient Swastika

Dharma of the Kingdom of zhang zhung west of Kailash containend

in "the flowering light tantra"

 

And a great net was thrown out into the ocean which plunged towards

the very bottom, which caught them and dragged them to the surface.

And they lay on the land dying for lack of the ocean. And they saw

that the one who had brought them to the shore and was beginning to

cut their guts open, looked vaguely similar to a man who once lived

in the mountains, whom they had once listened to. And in the moment

of their gutting and in the moment of their killing, they all

attained human states of consciousness and they began to realize. But

for the benefit of all the other living beings which did not realize,

they asked: "Why did you make us fish? Why did we end up being caught

by you? Why did you cut us open and bring us in with this net?"

 

And Tonpa Shenrab Miwo said:

"From one form to another, from one action to another, often one

needs to have all that is good and comfortable ripped away, so that

one understands the very nature of your being. Whether a fish, a net,

or a fisherman, the process is the same. Deep in the ocean of

consciousness, there discursive thoughls run like great shoals of

fish, and there the net that comes from out of the process of

suffering entraps us and we die, being brought up to the shore of our

own discontent, and then, without discernment, we do not liberate

ourselves but we are eaten by our own fears. We are the fishermen, we

are the net, we are the ocean, we are the discursive thoughts. All of

life is an endless process of discursive thoughts, all moving back

and forth. Are not the birds in the air who fly in the way of

patterns the same as the fish who are in the ocean? Are they not

discursive thoughls, patterns of the mind reminding you of your own

inner nature?

Look at the way the geese fly, or the birds in the bushes, the

patterns they make as they fly together, the same way as the deep

beasts within the ocean and the way that the gazelles and the mules

run wild on the plain. All these patterns tell you of your discursive

thoughts. "

And at that all was quiet. The horse that was the dragon became a

tiny insect, a small cockroach which sat on Tonpa Shenrab Miwo's

finger as an omamental ring. And as the cockroach sat upon the

finger, the cockroach began to glow, and shine, like a great radiant

sun and all the others were going: "Ah, he has a cockroach on his

finger, this animal full of filth and disgust, full of disease and

suffering." And in that, the cockroach began to radiate such light

that all were astonished, fearing the light would bring them

suffering or disease, but the light was so great that they were

astonished. And then the voice of the cockroach began to say:

"In the lowliest creatures, the greatest wisdom lies. In the most

repulsive view that humans have of the world, the greatest beauty

lies. And in all that which seems to be abhorrent, the greatest

wisdom lies. The further one runs from that which is fearful, the

more your fears will be waiting for you in the great cavern of your

understanding. The more you wish to understand through fear, the

greater your understanding of fear will be, but it will not liberate

you. I am a cockroach, I understand my nature."

 

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, "NMadasamy" <nmadasamy

wrote:

>

> , "mahahradanatha"

> <mahahradanatha@> wrote:

> >

> > , "llundrub" <llundrub@>

> > wrote:

> > >

> > > You're apologizing without even having said much this time,

> usually

> > you

> > > never apologize after having written a treatise, having a good

> > day

> >

> > I was shocked to find out that i lost my ability to read and

> > understand english, i always knew that i couldn´t speak and write

> > nice and correct

> >

> but there is more to it, you are right, i am a litttle schizo at

the

> moment, past identity has taken over.

>

>

>

> You are not alone !!! But to admit it publicly is an honest

> emotion. A man has broken well into the open when he say, "I am a

> little schizo" without being afraid of what he has just said. To

> realise that this is what you are or this is what you have become,

> is the beginning of new wisdom.

>

> For instance, it is not wrong to be puzzled about what you are today

> , any more than it is wrong not to know what you want to be. It is

> never wrong to continue the search for the true self. What is wrong

> is for the self to accept the person you have become without

> determining whether it is real or articifial.

>

> My words of wisdom for today. * LOL *

>