A Few Words By Eric

[Guest guest]

> I leave the specialists to their advices and stakes, the holimen to

> their heavens, and I center my quest on what I know I don't want.

> Once Ramana said, " you can see beauty in the world only as much as

> you have it in yourself " ; most what he says looks good but this one

> is useless, we see beauty only as much as we badly want it, beauty

> is a quest for vanity and self-importance.

> If death is the key issue or the pain and dullness of routine, once

> this gets solved, religion fades in the same movement, and

> everything holy and splendid too.

> After death is back to the place of rest that every moment is, then

> there is nothing else to seek (too bad for hypothetical future

> lives).

> I cling to masters as more meaningful symbols, cultural signs to

> guide me in the confusion, but this takes me away from the core

> issue that only makes sense in my life, - apart from ideas,

> communities, spirituality and goals - ... that i know exactly what

> my flesh wants to escape, minute by minute ... now this is a sure

> guide, everytime i find at the bottom of myself a rock solid pesky

> feeling, this is what my master is, ... this minute's rock is the

> next minute's dispelled cloud.

> Symbols have meanings, and meanings cling only onto symbols by

> definition, the aim of a meaning is to enter into a construction we

> call " understanding " , and understanding enters and builds a " view

of

> the world " , in which everything is significant, marvellous, and

> bears the taste of " me and my memories " or " my becoming a better

> entity in eternity " ... this, to posit that the choice of a master

is

> the choice of how i consider to build myself next, into eternity

and

> the beauty of myself extraordinary.

> Masters, idiots, religions, philosophies, achievements, are sets of

> symbols that feed the greedy machine, whose greed is fed by fear

and

> the inadequacy in the only thing that i have real, because it is

> inescapable, facing pain and death, the absence of me.

> A teacher introduces himself with a " constructure " of symbols that

> stick to his image, and will help you construct a continuous

> relationship with him, then he proposes to help you deconstruct

your

> own constructure/constrictions, yet in this relationship, his

> construction is untouchable; Greg with " friendship and compassion " ,

> Dan with " honesty and brutality " , etc. They are in a permanent

> double bind between construction and deconstruction, thus the

> inevitable clashes. Their construction is the only place where you

> can meet them for deconstruction (?!)(what a mess we are).

> If you believe masters are necessary, you fabricate them, they'll

be

> with you in no time and add to your 'debate' as much as you

like ...

> like the say says: " when the disciple is ready to stop begging, the

> master disappears. "