Heaven and Hell via a Twilight Zone

[Guest guest]

Enlightenment is kinda like this:

 

Remember that old Twilight Zone episode? The

one were a very bookish thick-eyeglassed man

with no friends hid in a vault inside the bank

where he worked to sneak away from people,

(gasp!)

just to read a book, his one and only pastime.

Of course, as luck would have it the end of the

world occurs in a nuclear holocaust and he is the

last man standing on earth saved, by the

thick vault. Now, (time is a relative thing,

when one is engrossed in reading), he finally decides

to unlock himself from his refuge and sees the devastation

around him. Nothing is left, he walks about aimlessly,

surveying what remains of his world. Not much but debris,

not a Soul left but he. So he ascertains a certain calmness

in spite of himself when open pages of hundreds

of books (he wanders by the ruins of a Library)

are waving in the wind and he realizes, (like Scarlet

In Gone With The Wind-I still have Tara, and I'll

think about that tomorrow) (Sorry, I digressed again),

I have all these books, all this time, he has just gotten

an inkling of what heaven always would have been

like for him, and now he's got it. Except for one teeny

problem

he breaks his glasses as he accidentally (?) steps on them

And can't see to read. Just like that he's in hell,

All alone.*

 

 

 

*note I didn't say all One

 

 

Hmmm,

 

Ana

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[Guest guest]

Yeah, that was a groovy episode.

But it's not like enlightenment at all, is it? He needs to be alone, then he

fears being alone, then he finds solace in books, then he can't read the

books. He bounces from heaven to hell based on whether or not his particular

needs are fulfilled within his particular illusion. Duality IS hell. He never

left it.

 

Phil

 

 

In a message dated 10/21/2005 2:01:49 AM Pacific Daylight Time,

nli10u writes:

 

Enlightenment is kinda like this:

 

Remember that old Twilight Zone episode? The

one were a very bookish thick-eyeglassed man

with no friends hid in a vault inside the bank

where he worked to sneak away from people,

(gasp!)

just to read a book, his one and only pastime.

Of course, as luck would have it the end of the

world occurs in a nuclear holocaust and he is the

last man standing on earth saved, by the

thick vault. Now, (time is a relative thing,

when one is engrossed in reading), he finally decides

to unlock himself from his refuge and sees the devastation

around him. Nothing is left, he walks about aimlessly,

surveying what remains of his world. Not much but debris,

not a Soul left but he. So he ascertains a certain calmness

in spite of himself when open pages of hundreds

of books (he wanders by the ruins of a Library)

are waving in the wind and he realizes, (like Scarlet

In Gone With The Wind-I still have Tara, and I'll

think about that tomorrow) (Sorry, I digressed again),

I have all these books, all this time, he has just gotten

an inkling of what heaven always would have been

like for him, and now he's got it. Except for one teeny

problem

he breaks his glasses as he accidentally (?) steps on them

And can't see to read. Just like that he's in hell,

All alone.*

 

 

 

*note I didn't say all One

 

 

Hmmm,

 

Ana