Guest guest Posted February 22, 2007 Report Share Posted February 22, 2007 Were a man knocked unconscious and then taken to a place with a great treasure that stood before him when he awakened and was then rendered senseless again and returned to his original locale, were such a man to then tell you in detail about the wondrous treasure, of what practical benefit could he be, other than a source of new imagination. His descriptions may be such that you become indeed desirous of seeing this treasure for yourself, but he knows not where it is, how he himself got there, and certainly not how to return. All he can do is forever sing the hopeless praises of that still hidden hoard. Such is the nature of many of the current and past popular books that purport to deal with the matter of a man awakening. They are fine for dreams, excellent for foolish hope, and standards for idle hero worship, but for any real nourishment, they are hog slop. But note further, even if my descriptions be fair and objective, why do the writings of such awakened dreamers enjoy the demand they do? Why are those who forever tell of treasures they themselves cannot find held to be worthy figures of worship, emulation and study? For what purpose? To what possible end? You think the life-of-life does not know exactly what it is doing? The fragmented, useless maps of those accidentally knocked self-unconscious until they beheld a hidden treasure are what normally constitutes any age's conception of mysticism, or Real Work if you insist. The descriptions of those accidentally transported to the treasure cave without doubt strike the listeners in a most special way. The very words of these deluded mystics have a certain ring that seems to hint at more then is said. These imprecise word maps they offer seem to speak to a need in the listeners, a need that they themselves cannot understand. But for many, it is all so pleasant and reassuring to believe that at least someone has seen the treasure. Consider well this situation wherein man seems in need of, and prepared to accept crude reflections, inaccurate maps, and misread descriptions of what should be real Work ideas. It is simply the forever occurrence of man accepting the counterfeit for it is so easily obtained. All the while engaged in all manner of torment, suffering and self doubt while forced to remain ignorant of the lost possibility of simply living in free accord with their own inalterable Essence and the ever changing nature of things-as-they-are. Jan Cox Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted February 22, 2007 Report Share Posted February 22, 2007 Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote: Were a man knocked unconscious and then taken to a place with a great > treasure that stood before him when he awakened and was then rendered > senseless again and returned to his original locale, were such a man > to then tell you in detail about the wondrous treasure, of what > practical benefit could he be, other than a source of new imagination. > > His descriptions may be such that you become indeed desirous of seeing > this treasure for yourself, but he knows not where it is, how he > himself got there, and certainly not how to return. > > All he can do is forever sing the hopeless praises of that still > hidden hoard. > > Such is the nature of many of the current and past popular books that > purport to deal with the matter of a man awakening. They are fine for > dreams, excellent for foolish hope, and standards for idle hero > worship, but for any real nourishment, they are hog slop. > > But note further, even if my descriptions be fair and objective, why > do the writings of such awakened dreamers enjoy the demand they do? > Why are those who forever tell of treasures they themselves cannot > find held to be worthy figures of worship, emulation and study? For > what purpose? To what possible end? > > You think the life-of-life does not know exactly what it is doing? > > The fragmented, useless maps of those accidentally knocked > self-unconscious until they beheld a hidden treasure are what normally > constitutes any age's conception of mysticism, or Real Work if you insist. > > The descriptions of those accidentally transported to the treasure > cave without doubt strike the listeners in a most special way. The > very words of these deluded mystics have a certain ring that seems to > hint at more then is said. > > These imprecise word maps they offer seem to speak to a need in the > listeners, a need that they themselves cannot understand. > > But for many, it is all so pleasant and reassuring to believe that at > least someone has seen the treasure. > > Consider well this situation wherein man seems in need of, and > prepared to accept crude reflections, inaccurate maps, and misread > descriptions of what should be real Work ideas. > > It is simply the forever occurrence of man accepting the counterfeit > for it is so easily obtained. > > > All the while engaged in all manner of torment, suffering and self > doubt while forced to remain ignorant of the lost possibility of > simply living in free accord with their own inalterable Essence and > the ever changing nature of things-as-they-are. > > > > > Jan Cox just more on top of the same. why did that man keep on telling those stories? and to who?? seems as though there are those who love feeding on the stories of the 'story naysayers'. neat trick and it did sell some copy. swell shell game too. there is no secret under those shells of words. nothing is more 'true' or more 'enlightened' and neither are the meat-bots that are programmed to make those sounds and scribble that claptrap down on paper. ..b bobji baba (Who Will Never Lead You On) that would be too much like trying to fool his exalted self! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted February 22, 2007 Report Share Posted February 22, 2007 Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " <lastrain wrote: Were a man knocked unconscious and then taken to a place with a great > treasure that stood before him when he awakened and was then rendered > senseless again and returned to his original locale, were such a man > to then tell you in detail about the wondrous treasure, of what > practical benefit could he be, other than a source of new imagination. > > His descriptions may be such that you become indeed desirous of seeing > this treasure for yourself, but he knows not where it is, how he > himself got there, and certainly not how to return. > > All he can do is forever sing the hopeless praises of that still > hidden hoard. > > Such is the nature of many of the current and past popular books that > purport to deal with the matter of a man awakening. They are fine for > dreams, excellent for foolish hope, and standards for idle hero > worship, but for any real nourishment, they are hog slop. > > But note further, even if my descriptions be fair and objective, why > do the writings of such awakened dreamers enjoy the demand they do? > Why are those who forever tell of treasures they themselves cannot > find held to be worthy figures of worship, emulation and study? For > what purpose? To what possible end? > > You think the life-of-life does not know exactly what it is doing? > > The fragmented, useless maps of those accidentally knocked > self-unconscious until they beheld a hidden treasure are what normally > constitutes any age's conception of mysticism, or Real Work if you insist. > > The descriptions of those accidentally transported to the treasure > cave without doubt strike the listeners in a most special way. The > very words of these deluded mystics have a certain ring that seems to > hint at more then is said. > > These imprecise word maps they offer seem to speak to a need in the > listeners, a need that they themselves cannot understand. > > But for many, it is all so pleasant and reassuring to believe that at > least someone has seen the treasure. > > Consider well this situation wherein man seems in need of, and > prepared to accept crude reflections, inaccurate maps, and misread > descriptions of what should be real Work ideas. > > It is simply the forever occurrence of man accepting the counterfeit > for it is so easily obtained. > > > All the while engaged in all manner of torment, suffering and self > doubt while forced to remain ignorant of the lost possibility of > simply living in free accord with their own inalterable Essence and > the ever changing nature of things-as-they-are. > > > > > Jan Cox > religion/spirituality is big bizness. $$$ " there's a sucker [seeker] born every minute. " p.t. barnum dc Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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