The Wheel and the Hub

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>Eric: Seeking is hell-propelled, it is the emergency to have to find the

> exit soon or suicide is the only options; this life is unbearable and

> a normal sensitive mind cannot make it if it has not found liberation.

> ...

> What options does it leave us?

> Most minds have found their anesthesia, their anodyne and their

> tranquilizer to avoid see the horror of what is happening to our body,

> our beloved, our hopes, our desire to make the world a nice place, our

> sense of justice, of harmony, they are all savagely mistreated, decay

> die and rot.

>

> We end up lying to oneself, to the world, we lose faith in liberation

> or we chose to call our endless spiritual waiting room a " so-so nice

> bearable place " , ... the Buddha Shakyamuni spoke against it, he saw

> how cool were ppl relying on him and believing that just being around

> the Enlightened One everything was going to be alright.

>

> It all turns into a social circus and " where you at Andrew Cohen's

> last speech and, the vibes were AWEsome and how much did you pay? "

>

> While seeking is precisely the inability to be reassured and content

> with any of that crap and discourses and lies, seeking is precisely

> not being able to bear the presence of another seeker or unable to

> believe that anything, any method any angle will ever relieve or

> assuage THAT ... THAT fire of doom, the cursed flesh entrapment.

>

> Seeking is unbearable, a fever that nothing can cool, it hates

> everything and does not believe in achievers and masters, they all

> lie; a seeker recognizes himself perfectly in his inability to handle

> his life, his communication, his seeking, his image of himself, he

> can't stand the filthy contact of life on his skin; he is not a candy

> boy and you don't calm him down with sweets and nice talks and a

> loving group chanting, Tolle's last book... these are for the stoned

> zombies, the drugged cowards, the dumbed down crowds.

>

> Only one thing can terminate that sleep and that ignorance and it has

> to be total, you don't give a lover, girls who " resemble " his lost

> love, they make the wound grow sour.

>

> Only perfection makes peace; there is only one brand of it, and no one

> can tell you how to get it.

 

P: Wow! Pathos inspires your eloquence!

This is the longest post you have written

in quite a while. I'm not mocking you. I

think it's good for you to seek clarity

in writing, and not to play the oracle

posting only cryptic paragraphs.

 

Buddha said life is dukkha. Someone, in Nondual

Philosophy, mentioned that dukkha, originally,

meant wheel. To be tied to a cart wheel and

be left to die thus, after all your bones

were broken, was an ancient form of punishment.

 

To what revolving wheel are we tied to?

 

Consciousness, of course. Consciousness

endlessly revolve, it's change itself.

it can't perceive otherwise, it can't

grasp its immutable hub.

 

Tolong for permanence, to want to

be permanent is our torment. We want a

satisfaction that doesn't fade, but

only find satisfaction for a little

while, to desire again. All is flux,

but the hub, to us,seems permanent.

 

When in meditation we pay attention to

paying attention the hub appears, and we

see our true nature as that hub, but it's

not a solid axle. We can't be the hub. The

wheel of consciousness, as a hurricane,

revolves around and empty eye. It can't

be called I, or me, or us. It's a void, it

only exist as the absence of the wheel, the

absence of change. We can't have nirvana,

without sansara. Pay attention to paying

attention, to exist is to change. The

permanent is a void that no one can be

there to grasp.

 

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Pete