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Usually, knowing involves assumed directionality.

 

It proceeds from a center and moves out toward things in the environment.

 

The center is assumed to be a " me. "

 

Things are known, places, people, qualities, experiences.

 

A huge paridigm shift occurs when knowing is understood as centerless.

 

Knowing now does not proceed out towards (or away) from people, things,

experiences.

 

The knowing of the experiences as it is, and the experience, and the awareness

of the experience are not divided - it is one knowing/being/experiencing.

 

It is understandable how and why directional knowing gets formulated, and gets

formulated across cultures and times.

 

This has to do with memory and knowledge, which construct an assumed center.

Note that time is directional in the same way that knowing is directional. This

is not coincidence. It is the same movement,. It is a movement that attempts

to form a unity, a coherence over time, based on survival and a self.

 

Basic knowledge about pleasure and pain over time constructs a center, and part

of cognitive development is to see that people are different, and each has a

center - so that one person experiencing pain has a different center from

someone experiencing pleasure at the same moment in time.

 

Thus, the directional movement of time is associated with directionality in

spatial knowing, which is associated with differentiating me-centers having

various types of experiences in different locations.

 

Understanding that there is no center to knowing, is the same thing as

understanding that there is no directional time (apart from the located

subjective knower), that there is no separable knower involved in human

experiencing, and no space separating the knower, from what is known.

 

Thus, understanding is radical in terms of socio-cultural norms involved in

assuming centers for knowing processes that are different and involve different

beings having different experiences.

 

Understanding is the ending of any center based on personal experience or

personal history, and therefore is the ending of the collective centering

involved in maintaining a culture and shared sense of history and assumptions

about located observers.

 

- Dan -

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Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033 wrote:

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> Usually, knowing involves assumed directionality.

>

> It proceeds from a center and moves out toward things in the environment.

>

> The center is assumed to be a " me. "

>

> Things are known, places, people, qualities, experiences.

>

> A huge paridigm shift occurs when knowing is understood as centerless.

>

> Knowing now does not proceed out towards (or away) from people, things,

experiences.

>

> The knowing of the experiences as it is, and the experience, and the awareness

of the experience are not divided - it is one knowing/being/experiencing.

>

> It is understandable how and why directional knowing gets formulated, and gets

formulated across cultures and times.

>

> This has to do with memory and knowledge, which construct an assumed center.

Note that time is directional in the same way that knowing is directional. This

is not coincidence. It is the same movement,. It is a movement that attempts

to form a unity, a coherence over time, based on survival and a self.

>

> Basic knowledge about pleasure and pain over time constructs a center, and

part of cognitive development is to see that people are different, and each has

a center - so that one person experiencing pain has a different center from

someone experiencing pleasure at the same moment in time.

>

> Thus, the directional movement of time is associated with directionality in

spatial knowing, which is associated with differentiating me-centers having

various types of experiences in different locations.

>

> Understanding that there is no center to knowing, is the same thing as

understanding that there is no directional time (apart from the located

subjective knower), that there is no separable knower involved in human

experiencing, and no space separating the knower, from what is known.

>

> Thus, understanding is radical in terms of socio-cultural norms involved in

assuming centers for knowing processes that are different and involve different

beings having different experiences.

>

> Understanding is the ending of any center based on personal experience or

personal history, and therefore is the ending of the collective centering

involved in maintaining a culture and shared sense of history and assumptions

about located observers.

>

> - Dan -

 

 

 

 

yada yada yada.

 

are you a day care center teacher?

 

bet this stuff keeps the kids just a-groovin'.

 

good for you AND the kids!

 

you should have them put some neato posters on the wall..

 

for mommy and daddy " special visit " day.

 

:-)

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Em 21/12/2009 15:36, dan330033 < dan330033 > escreveu:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Usually, knowing involves assumed directionality.

 

 

 

It proceeds from a center and moves out toward things in the environment.

 

 

 

The center is assumed to be a " me. "

 

 

 

Things are known, places, people, qualities, experiences.

 

 

 

A huge paridigm shift occurs when knowing is understood as centerless.

 

 

 

Knowing now does not proceed out towards (or away) from people, things,

experiences.

 

 

 

The knowing of the experiences as it is, and the experience, and the awareness

of the experience are not divided - it is one knowing/being/experiencing.

 

 

 

It is understandable how and why directional knowing gets formulated, and gets

formulated across cultures and times.

 

 

 

This has to do with memory and knowledge, which construct an assumed center.

Note that time is directional in the same way that knowing is directional. This

is not coincidence. It is the same movement,. It is a movement that attempts

to form a unity, a coherence over time, based on survival and a self.

 

 

 

Basic knowledge about pleasure and pain over time constructs a center, and part

of cognitive development is to see that people are different, and each has a

center - so that one person experiencing pain has a different center from

someone experiencing pleasure at the same moment in time.

 

 

 

Thus, the directional movement of time is associated with directionality in

spatial knowing, which is associated with differentiating me-centers having

various types of experiences in different locations.

 

 

 

Understanding that there is no center to knowing, is the same thing as

understanding that there is no directional time (apart from the located

subjective knower), that there is no separable knower involved in human

experiencing, and no space separating the knower, from what is known.

 

 

 

Thus, understanding is radical in terms of socio-cultural norms involved in

assuming centers for knowing processes that are different and involve different

beings having different experiences.

 

 

 

Understanding is the ending of any center based on personal experience or

personal history, and therefore is the ending of the collective centering

involved in maintaining a culture and shared sense of history and assumptions

about located observers.

 

 

 

- Dan -

 

Centered knowing is about things in time, involves the assumed knowledge of

dimensionality while centerless knowing is analogous to dimensionless

ever-expanding seeing.

-geo-

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Nisargadatta , geo <inandor wrote:

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> Em 21/12/2009 15:36, dan330033 < dan330033 > escreveu:

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Usually, knowing involves assumed directionality.

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> It proceeds from a center and moves out toward things in the environment.

>

>

>

> The center is assumed to be a " me. "

>

>

>

> Things are known, places, people, qualities, experiences.

>

>

>

> A huge paridigm shift occurs when knowing is understood as centerless.

>

>

>

> Knowing now does not proceed out towards (or away) from people, things,

experiences.

>

>

>

> The knowing of the experiences as it is, and the experience, and the awareness

of the experience are not divided - it is one knowing/being/experiencing.

>

>

>

> It is understandable how and why directional knowing gets formulated, and gets

formulated across cultures and times.

>

>

>

> This has to do with memory and knowledge, which construct an assumed center.

Note that time is directional in the same way that knowing is directional. This

is not coincidence. It is the same movement,. It is a movement that attempts

to form a unity, a coherence over time, based on survival and a self.

>

>

>

> Basic knowledge about pleasure and pain over time constructs a center, and

part of cognitive development is to see that people are different, and each has

a center - so that one person experiencing pain has a different center from

someone experiencing pleasure at the same moment in time.

>

>

>

> Thus, the directional movement of time is associated with directionality in

spatial knowing, which is associated with differentiating me-centers having

various types of experiences in different locations.

>

>

>

> Understanding that there is no center to knowing, is the same thing as

understanding that there is no directional time (apart from the located

subjective knower), that there is no separable knower involved in human

experiencing, and no space separating the knower, from what is known.

>

>

>

> Thus, understanding is radical in terms of socio-cultural norms involved in

assuming centers for knowing processes that are different and involve different

beings having different experiences.

>

>

>

> Understanding is the ending of any center based on personal experience or

personal history, and therefore is the ending of the collective centering

involved in maintaining a culture and shared sense of history and assumptions

about located observers.

>

>

>

> - Dan -

>

> Centered knowing is about things in time, involves the assumed knowledge of

dimensionality while centerless knowing is analogous to dimensionless

ever-expanding seeing.

> -geo-

 

 

 

what is time?

 

i forgot.

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033 wrote:

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> Understanding is the ending of any center based on personal experience or

personal history, and therefore is the ending of the collective centering

involved in maintaining a culture and shared sense of history and assumptions

about located observers.

>

> - Dan -

>

 

Indeed.

 

It is 'outside the human condition', in the sense that the human condition was

never 'out there' in others, but was always 'here'.

 

Thus, there is no 'human condition' involving many, having to do with 'others

out there'.

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Nisargadatta , geo <inandor wrote:

 

> Centered knowing is about things in time, involves the assumed knowledge of

dimensionality while centerless knowing is analogous to dimensionless

ever-expanding seeing.

> -geo-

 

Expanding?

 

There is nothing to expand into.

 

The barrier to understanding, to the centerless knowing that is so this instant,

is fear.

 

Fear of death, loss, incapacity, fear of not having anything, fear of having no

place of refuge - no security, no existence.

 

The barrier is only the attempt to maintain a location for your knowing.

 

The attempt to have " me. "

 

The " me " that would know anything at all about centerless knowing.

 

There is nothing to know about it.

 

One faces one's fear fully, and understands, this is all I am, this fear.

 

There is no " me " other than this fear-contraction.

 

And this fear-contraction has no understanding at all of centerless knowing -

and never will.

 

- Dan -

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Nisargadatta , " Tim G. " <fewtch wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033@> wrote:

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> > Understanding is the ending of any center based on personal experience or

personal history, and therefore is the ending of the collective centering

involved in maintaining a culture and shared sense of history and assumptions

about located observers.

> >

> > - Dan -

> >

>

> Indeed.

>

> It is 'outside the human condition', in the sense that the human condition was

never 'out there' in others, but was always 'here'.

>

> Thus, there is no 'human condition' involving many, having to do with 'others

out there'.

 

 

 

 

 

if it's all inside you..

 

why not keep it to yourself?

 

why try and parade such tripe before imaginary others?

 

this is unfitting for a god of your own making like yourself.

 

it's almost inhuman to act so human like..conditionally speaking.

 

oh lordy you two boys like to play around.

 

it's all part of the internal 'god condition' methinks then.

 

but that's just from the 'human condition' standpoint.

 

oh man! this shit is great!

 

you dudes belong on the tonight show with Conan O'Brien..

 

billed as: Brere Bunnies in conversation.

 

LOL!

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033 wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , geo <inandor@> wrote:

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> > Centered knowing is about things in time, involves the assumed knowledge of

dimensionality while centerless knowing is analogous to dimensionless

ever-expanding seeing.

> > -geo-

>

> Expanding?

>

> There is nothing to expand into.

>

> The barrier to understanding, to the centerless knowing that is so this

instant, is fear.

>

> Fear of death, loss, incapacity, fear of not having anything, fear of having

no place of refuge - no security, no existence.

>

> The barrier is only the attempt to maintain a location for your knowing.

>

> The attempt to have " me. "

>

> The " me " that would know anything at all about centerless knowing.

>

> There is nothing to know about it.

>

> One faces one's fear fully, and understands, this is all I am, this fear.

>

> There is no " me " other than this fear-contraction.

>

> And this fear-contraction has no understanding at all of centerless knowing -

and never will.

>

> - Dan -

 

 

:-)

 

two bright lads..

 

talking with each other about how each other is not there.

 

fear-free in the " centerlessness " of bullshit " flowingness " .

 

and thus and therefore we have not " Sleepless in Seattle " ...

 

but rather..and more in tune with " Truthfullnessing " .(LOL!)

 

Me-less in Nowhere.

 

but brain dead nonetheless.

 

:-)

 

..b b.b.

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Em 21/12/2009 16:38, dan330033 < dan330033 > escreveu:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nisargadatta , geo <inandor wrote:

 

 

 

> Centered knowing is about things in time, involves the assumed knowledge of

dimensionality while centerless knowing is analogous to dimensionless

ever-expanding seeing.

 

> -geo-

 

 

 

Expanding?

 

 

 

There is nothing to expand into.

 

 

 

The barrier to understanding, to the centerless knowing that is so this instant,

is fear.

 

 

 

Fear of death, loss, incapacity, fear of not having anything, fear of having no

place of refuge - no security, no existence.

 

 

 

The barrier is only the attempt to maintain a location for your knowing.

 

 

 

The attempt to have " me. "

 

 

 

The " me " that would know anything at all about centerless knowing.

 

 

 

There is nothing to know about it.

 

 

 

One faces one's fear fully, and understands, this is all I am, this fear.

 

 

 

There is no " me " other than this fear-contraction.

 

 

 

And this fear-contraction has no understanding at all of centerless knowing -

and never will.

 

 

 

- Dan -

 

Yes....analogous. I suppose this expression crossed my mind because of the

apparent ever-receeding-ness of awareness when one tries to

contemplate/understand (in vain - instead of being it) its nature.

-geo-

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Nisargadatta , " Tim G. " <fewtch wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033@> wrote:

> >

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> > Understanding is the ending of any center based on personal experience or

personal history, and therefore is the ending of the collective centering

involved in maintaining a culture and shared sense of history and assumptions

about located observers.

> >

> > - Dan -

> >

>

> Indeed.

>

> It is 'outside the human condition', in the sense that the human condition was

never 'out there' in others, but was always 'here'.

>

> Thus, there is no 'human condition' involving many, having to do with 'others

out there'.

 

True.

 

So with no inside from which to know what is outside, the condition of having

relationships and personal experiences dissolves into the conditionless being.

 

-- Dan --

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Nisargadatta , geo <inandor wrote:

 

> Yes....analogous. I suppose this expression crossed my mind because of the

apparent ever-receeding-ness of awareness when one tries to

contemplate/understand (in vain - instead of being it) its nature.

> -geo-

 

This is the moment of one's own death.

 

The moment of understanding.

 

The point at which death cannot be deferred.

 

Cannot be located at some other point of time.

 

People prattle on about the eternal.

 

But the eternal is only what remains, when everything that can die, dies.

 

And anything born, anything with a beginning, ends.

 

Anything with continuity over time, ends.

 

- Dan -

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Nisargadatta , geo <inandor wrote:

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Nisargadatta , geo <inandor@> wrote:

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> > Centered knowing is about things in time, involves the assumed knowledge of

dimensionality while centerless knowing is analogous to dimensionless

ever-expanding seeing.

>

> > -geo-

>

>

>

> Expanding?

>

>

>

> There is nothing to expand into.

>

>

>

> The barrier to understanding, to the centerless knowing that is so this

instant, is fear.

>

>

>

> Fear of death, loss, incapacity, fear of not having anything, fear of having

no place of refuge - no security, no existence.

>

>

>

> The barrier is only the attempt to maintain a location for your knowing.

>

>

>

> The attempt to have " me. "

>

>

>

> The " me " that would know anything at all about centerless knowing.

>

>

>

> There is nothing to know about it.

>

>

>

> One faces one's fear fully, and understands, this is all I am, this fear.

>

>

>

> There is no " me " other than this fear-contraction.

>

>

>

> And this fear-contraction has no understanding at all of centerless knowing -

and never will.

>

>

>

> - Dan -

>

> Yes....analogous. I suppose this expression crossed my mind because of the

apparent ever-receeding-ness of awareness when one tries to

contemplate/understand (in vain - instead of being it) its nature.

> -geo-

 

 

you're obviously trying to hard.

 

you can't get to the there that is here by trying.

 

but..

 

brave on little soldier!

 

understandingness in beingness is just what it isness....

 

apparentlyness i guessness.

 

LOL!

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033 wrote:

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>

> Nisargadatta , " Tim G. " <fewtch@> wrote:

> >

> > Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033@> wrote:

> > >

> >

> > > Understanding is the ending of any center based on personal experience or

personal history, and therefore is the ending of the collective centering

involved in maintaining a culture and shared sense of history and assumptions

about located observers.

> > >

> > > - Dan -

> > >

> >

> > Indeed.

> >

> > It is 'outside the human condition', in the sense that the human condition

was never 'out there' in others, but was always 'here'.

> >

> > Thus, there is no 'human condition' involving many, having to do with

'others out there'.

>

> True.

>

> So with no inside from which to know what is outside, the condition of having

relationships and personal experiences dissolves into the conditionless being.

>

> -- Dan --

 

 

and then..

 

and then...

 

OMG!

 

when you've finally ARRIVED like dabby...

 

you write about it.

 

Out from the Center!

 

....dissolvingness.

 

LOL!

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033 wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , geo <inandor@> wrote:

>

> > Yes....analogous. I suppose this expression crossed my mind because of the

apparent ever-receeding-ness of awareness when one tries to

contemplate/understand (in vain - instead of being it) its nature.

> > -geo-

>

> This is the moment of one's own death.

>

> The moment of understanding.

>

> The point at which death cannot be deferred.

>

> Cannot be located at some other point of time.

>

> People prattle on about the eternal.

>

> But the eternal is only what remains, when everything that can die, dies.

>

> And anything born, anything with a beginning, ends.

>

> Anything with continuity over time, ends.

>

> - Dan -

 

 

oh!

 

the depth..

 

the vastness..

 

the unbelievable ridiculousness of it all!

 

it seems that it never ends this endingness you speak of swami!

 

sock it to'em dabbo!

 

:-)

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033 wrote:

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>

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> Nisargadatta , geo <inandor@> wrote:

>

> > Yes....analogous. I suppose this expression crossed my mind because of the

apparent ever-receeding-ness of awareness when one tries to

contemplate/understand (in vain - instead of being it) its nature.

> > -geo-

>

> This is the moment of one's own death.

>

> The moment of understanding.

>

> The point at which death cannot be deferred.

>

> Cannot be located at some other point of time.

>

> People prattle on about the eternal.

>

> But the eternal is only what remains, when everything that can die, dies.

>

> And anything born, anything with a beginning, ends.

>

> Anything with continuity over time, ends.

>

> - Dan -

>

 

" The soul comes to the end of its long journey and, naked and alone, draws near

to the divine. " -- from the movie 'fearless'

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Nisargadatta , " Tim G. " <fewtch wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033@> wrote:

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> >

> >

> > Nisargadatta , geo <inandor@> wrote:

> >

> > > Yes....analogous. I suppose this expression crossed my mind because of the

apparent ever-receeding-ness of awareness when one tries to

contemplate/understand (in vain - instead of being it) its nature.

> > > -geo-

> >

> > This is the moment of one's own death.

> >

> > The moment of understanding.

> >

> > The point at which death cannot be deferred.

> >

> > Cannot be located at some other point of time.

> >

> > People prattle on about the eternal.

> >

> > But the eternal is only what remains, when everything that can die, dies.

> >

> > And anything born, anything with a beginning, ends.

> >

> > Anything with continuity over time, ends.

> >

> > - Dan -

> >

>

> " The soul comes to the end of its long journey and, naked and alone, draws

near to the divine. " -- from the movie 'fearless'

>

 

 

The Greek word 'psyche' means 'soul'.

 

Werner

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Nisargadatta , " Tim G. " <fewtch wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033@> wrote:

> >

> >

> >

> > Nisargadatta , geo <inandor@> wrote:

> >

> > > Yes....analogous. I suppose this expression crossed my mind because of the

apparent ever-receeding-ness of awareness when one tries to

contemplate/understand (in vain - instead of being it) its nature.

> > > -geo-

> >

> > This is the moment of one's own death.

> >

> > The moment of understanding.

> >

> > The point at which death cannot be deferred.

> >

> > Cannot be located at some other point of time.

> >

> > People prattle on about the eternal.

> >

> > But the eternal is only what remains, when everything that can die, dies.

> >

> > And anything born, anything with a beginning, ends.

> >

> > Anything with continuity over time, ends.

> >

> > - Dan -

> >

>

> " The soul comes to the end of its long journey and, naked and alone, draws

near to the divine. " -- from the movie 'fearless'

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

what journey?

 

what soul?

 

what divine?

 

what nonsense!

 

anyway..John Wren Lewis (though also screwed up)..

 

reviewed the movie better:

 

 

 

Fearless -A movie masterpiece about transcendence by John Wren-Lewis

 

………….This knot intrinsicate / Of life at once untie!'

Shakespeare, Anthony and Cleopatra

 

 

'All changed, changed utterly; / A terrible beauty is born.'

 

W. B. Yeats, Easter 1916

Perhaps the best evidence that Peter Weir's film Fearless was a masterpiece is

that airline companies haven't got

together to buy up and destroy all copies, lest the public be put off flying

forever by its vivid re-enactment of a jetliner crash from

a passenger's eye view.

 

This occurs not just once in the film but three times, as the hero, Max

(superbly acted by Jeff Bridges), flashbacks to the events

that occurred when his flight home from Texas to San Francisco crashed somewhere

in prairie-country. The wreckage we see in

the film's opening shots is gruesome enough, but because Max is meant to be

discovering progressively more in these flashbacks

about what happened in the crash itself, each rerun shows progressively more of

the howling destruction going on all around

him as the plane breaks up, with no punches pulled and no detail spared. Yet far

from aggravating fear of dying, the final effect

is the absolute reverse. Weir has pulled of the incredible achievement of

enabling viewers actually to feel for themselves how at such moments human

consciousness can transcend fear, and indeed mortality itself, by moving out of

time.

 

So effective is it, I even wonder if the film wouldn't be positively reassuring

as in-flight entertainment on a bumpy run -or

perhaps that would be going too far! The same cautionary thought makes me

hesitate to press anyone with a really weak heart to

see it, though I've not heard of any casualties in cinemas yet. But readers of

this publication should be more prepared than most

to envision what are, after all, well-known facts about death in air

disasters—so, having entered my caveat, I'll go ahead and

urge you to catch Fearless on the big screen if you still can when this article

comes out. If that's impossible, get a video without

delay, and sit as close to the screen as you comfortably can when you watch

it—because to get the full 'feeling-message' from the

film's climax you need to be surrounded by the vision and sound.

 

Then, if you've really gone along with Weir's enormously skillful lead-up in the

rest of the film, and can let yourself

experience the roaring, screaming disintegration with Max himself, I believe

you'll find a meaning you've never dreamed of in

Shakespeare's now hackneyed statement that love 'looks on tempests and is never

shaken'. I'll admit unashamedly that tears were

streaming down my face as I watched it, for it recaptured for me the most

important experience of my life, when I myself came

to the brink in 1983 and discovered, in the moment of time-stop, that human

consciousness is grounded in the same fundamental

energy that moves the sun and other stars and tempests too—an energy for which

'love' is the only word we have, though its

common sentimental associations are hopelessly misleading.

 

And from quizzing other viewers who have not had the experience personally, I

believe Weir's artistic genius has

succeeded in the almost impossible task of getting across even to 'outsiders'

the fundamental feeling of Near-Death Experiences

(NDEs), and why they change lives. Earlier movies on the subject, which have

tried to re-enact scenes of people floating up out

of their bodies and moving down tunnels to heavenly light, fall so far short of

capturing the life-changing feeling that I think

they deserve the Monty python send-up in The Meaning of Life. (There, the

middle-class couples who have died of

food-poisoning float out of their bodies into 'astral' forms, drive down the

tunnel in astral versions of their family cars, and find

that the light at the tunnel's end is a luxury hotel, with a Hollywood-style

Grand Christmas Cabaret perpetually in progress

" especially for you! " )

 

Moreover it's not just lack of feeling in those feeble re-enactment movies that

sells the reality of NDEs short. The

feeling they do convey actually does violence to what I believe to be the most

significant feature of the experience, for they

suggest going away from this world and this life to find the heavenly light and

love in some other realm, whereas the

life-changes that have impressed even hard-nosed skeptics into taking NDEs

seriously, happen because " experiencers " find their

eyes have been opened to light and love right here, in the world to which they

return on resuscitation. The genius of Weir's film

is that he starts from this fact and makes it the main focus of his story; he

builds up to the time-stopping climax as the

explanation of the extraordinary way Max has been changed by what seems, at the

beginning, like nothing more than the shock

of relief at having survived.

 

From interviews with Weir in the Australian media, I gather he hasn't himself

had an NDE, and I know nothing about

the author of the novel on which the screenplay was based, but between them the

folk responsible for Fearless have managed to

capture the feelings of a Near-Death Experience in an extraordinary way. For

starters, it's still not at all widely realised that all

the classic experiences which make the headlines when people are resuscitated

from the brink of clinical death - disappearance

of fear and pain, feelings of blissful peace, slowing-down or total stoppage of

time, even the famous tunnel and encounter with

celestial beings and heavenly light -can also occur to people who, like Max,

narrowly avoid death without being sick or

damaged in any way.

 

 

In fact one of the very first serious studies in this whole area was made by a

Swiss alpine climber named Albert Heim

back in the 1890s, who fell off a cliff to what seemed like certain death, only

to land on soft snow with very minor injuries. As

he went down, time seemed to become infinitely extended, fear vanished, and he

experienced wonderful colors and music, plus

a panoramic review of his life right from childhood, with a sense that even his

nastiest acts were now somehow accepted without

being in any way whitewashed. He was moved to write a scientific paper about it

when he found many other mountaineers had

similar experiences, but this received little if any attention outside

Switzerland, and wasn't translated into English until Professor Russell Noyes of

the University of Iowa did so in the 1970s, after Raymond Moody had begun to

draw attention to NDEs

experienced in clinical situations.

 

Even then very little attention was paid to this kind of Near-Death Experience,

because journalists -and for that matter

most professional researchers -were concerned mainly with finding possible

evidence of a soul that could survive the body' s

death, which meant concentrating attention on people who might actually have

been dead for a short time, as in the movie

Flatliners. Australian sociologist Allan Kellahear, now Professor of palliative

care at La Trobe University, played a major role in

drawing attention to the similarity between clinical NDEs and the experiences of

people in crisis -situations like shipwrecks and

air disasters. In Fearless, however, this is one of the major plot lines. The

movie's climax is the revelation that Max' s strange

post-crash behavior -an apparently total loss of fear, disappearance of a

long-standing allergy, an aversion to lying even for

`good causes' , estrangement from his wife and son while feeling great love for

another crash survivor who is deranged at the loss

of her baby -are due to his having experienced in the crash the same 'moment of

death' that recurs weeks later when he comes close to clinical death through the

return of his allergy.

 

The moral ambiguity of Max' s post-crash behavior, which is the film's main plot

line, brings out another feature of

NDEs that doesn't get much discussed. Here again, researchers in the 1970s and

early 1980s had an agenda that led them to

bypass important facts. They were anxious to establish that NDEs were not just

hallucinations produced by disturbed brains, so

they were at pains to demonstrate, by means of interviews and psychological

tests, that experiencers showed no signs of mental

sickness, but were actually living healthier, more creative lives than before.

The impression created was one of ' all sweetness and

light' , until in 1988 housewife researcher Phyllis Atwater of Idaho blew the

whistle in her book Coming Back to Life, by showing

that healthier and more creative living often involved upsetting conventional

domestic and social apple-carts.

 

Yes, " experiencers " do indeed come back with new spiritual drive and urge

towards a better world, but that often means

preferring poverty to dull jobs that would keep families in the style to which

they' re accustomed, helping strangers rather than

going to neighborhood cocktail parties, and looking at scenery for hours instead

of taking Junior to Little League. Fearless

explores this issue with enormous sensitivity, showing how Max' s changed

behavior -sometimes generous beyond all

expectation, but sometimes apparently foolhardy or even cruel—springs from his

inability to countenance the compromises with

fearful self-protection that are involved in even the `happiest' marriages and

the most `regular guy' lifestyles.

 

In that timeless moment of the crash, he has experienced the wonder of infinite

Aliveness which gets continually blocked out in so-called normal life by fearful

evasion of any facts we' ve been taught to find unpleasant. As a consequence, he

rescues several other passengers from the wreck in a way which they and

observers consider heroic, though to him it really is, as he insists, nothing

special. Yet the same ' fearlessness' later leads him to take risks that could

harm people, both physical risks like crashing a car to jerk one of his fellow

survivors out of irrational guilt about the fact that her baby was killed and

she lived, and social risks like challenging the routine evasions practiced by

insurance agents getting the best pay-out for crash victims.

 

For Weir, however, the exploration of these moral ambiguities is more than just

a human drama; what makes the film a work of genius rather than just a fine

movie is the way he uses the story of Max' s perplexing behavior to introduce

viewers gradually, step by step, to the experience of timelessness at the

climax. First, he joins some of those earlier makers of NDE re-enactments in

employing slow motion photography, just to get us used to the idea of time-sense

being changed. In Max' s first and second flashbacks to the crash, we see how

his rescue of other passengers was indeed no heroic defiance of fear but

something he can do quite naturally because time has slowed down for him,

enabling him to see how to avoid falling debris, etc.

For me, this echoes a story of my Queensland friend Jack, who performed a

similar rescue of a mate from a blazing tank in

World War 2, and is equally anxious to repudiate any idea that he was heroic.

Such experiences are by no means uncommon,

even outside NDE literature.

 

However, there' s an added twist in Weir' s presentation of the rescue scene

which I wonder if I may perhaps be the only

viewer to appreciate. As the plane breaks up all around, Max picks up a baby and

then calls out, to the passengers who are still

relatively unhurt, " Follow me towards the light! " This apparently

straightforward directive about how they can get safely out of

the wreckage takes on highly symbolic significance when, in the final climactic

flashback to the scene, the long body of the

plane through which Max leads them becomes identified with the tunnel of his

allergy-NDE. Since he clearly wasn't asking the

others to follow him to the light of heaven beyond the grave, but taking them

back to life on earth, Weir seems to be anticipating

my own hypothesis (which I' ve never seen advanced by anyone else, and haven't

yet published outside Australia) that the tunnel-to-the light-phenomenon in NDEs

is a discovery of 'heavenliness' as the true nature of this world when it' s

perceived without the veil of fear. And since it is timeless heavenliness, the

question of whether it continues after physical death is entirely

secondary.

 

Weir keeps giving hints of Max' s ' heavenly' experience of the world all

through the film

 

-for example, in the way he

finds the buildings of San Francisco fascinating when others don' t even notice

them, and is truly at a loss to understand how his

fellow-survivor (the girl whose baby was killed) fails to see what he sees.

Another example is his description of being free from

society' s entanglements because death brings freedom and he feels he's already

dead. Some notable statements to this effect

have been made by real-life Near-Death " Experiencers " : One that comes most

immediately to mind is the great pioneer of humanistic and trans-personal

psychology, Abraham Maslow, who described the blissful calm he experienced, in

the two years he lived on after his near-fatal heart attack in 1968, as ' my

posthumous life'.

 

But here again, Weir introduces a twist which resonates with my own experience

in a way I' ve not seen mentioned anywhere else in NDE literature. Max tells the

girl survivor as they walk through the San Francisco streets that they' re

invisible to the crowds, ' because we're ghosts' . I dreamed exactly that on

Good Friday of 1984, not long after I' d arrived in Sydney in the wake of the

NDE; in the dream most people couldn't see me because I was a ghost. It was such

a remarkable dream that I published a paper about it in an American

psychological journal, but I can' t imagine it was read by anyone involved in

making Farless.

 

The most interesting thing of all for me about the film as a whole, however, is

the way it explores what I have come to see as the $64,000 question -why is it

that something like a close brush with death is normally needed for the

heavenliness of the world to be experienced? (And even that only works in a

minority of cases!) The film' s answer, if I understand it right, seems to be

that the natural biological fear-response seems to have gotten out of hand in

the human species, to the point where it governs the whole organization of

social life down to the minutest detail, blocking out aliveness in the process.

For a fortunate minority, coming close to death unravels the knot, but then we

have the problem of finding out how to organize practical affairs with fear as

life' s servant rather than its master, a problem about which even the world' s

greatest

mystics and religious teachers have left us only very partial blueprints.

 

NDEs are often spoken of as rebirths; mine felt more like a resurrection,

because I was `reconstructed' with all my past

experience, but with the fear-response now operating ' to one side' , as it

were, so that for most of the time I can heed it rationally

but not be run by it. For Max, however, the process seems to have been

incomplete, in that he doesn't seem able to handle fear at

all without it taking over and removing his pearl of great price, which of

course he won' t allow. I find in his story a quite

uncanny parallel, in modern secular Western terms, to what happened in real-life

history at the beginning of the last century to

the South Indian sage Ramana Maharshi who is widely acknowledged as probably the

most truly ' enlightened' mystic of recent

centuries. Though not at all given to religious life, he came to recognize in

his late teens that fear was in some fundamental way

keeping him from really living, so he put himself through what might be

described as an artificial NDE, by lying on the floor

and imagining dying. He emerged from it completely aware of the heavenly

aliveness in all being, but quite unable to cope with

routine living along the line of time. Because he lived in Hindu culture, where

such consciousness-changes are understood and

catered for, he was promptly surrounded by devotees who looked after him almost

like a child for seventeen years, simply for the

privilege of being in his presence and hearing what few observations he chose to

make about reality. Towards the end of that

time he began to have anoxial fits, and after one of these he suddenly emerged

fully able to cope with practical living, showing

delightful ease and simplicity and astonishing efficiency -the state known in

Hindu philosophy as sahaj samadhi. It was as if the

resurrection-process had only gone halfway with his artificial NDE, but now had

completed itself.

 

I can' t help wondering if the film isn't saying that Max too experienced only a

`half -resurrection' process because in the

crash he, like Ramana, didn't actually come to the point of real death. In the

film' s climax, his inability to cope with society' s

fear-organized conventions does indeed cause fear to overwhelm him, eventually

making his allergy return and really take him to

the dying-point -and when his wife saves him by mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, he

comes back out of that NDE tunnel saying,

" I' m alive! " in an entirely new tone of voice, and with a new look of 'solid'

aliveness which I find a triumph both of acting and

direction. Are we to conclude that now the resurrection process has gone to

term, leaving him able to be in the world of

compromise without being compromised? And if so, will he stay with his wife and

child or not? I don't know, and maybe when you see the film you'll have your own

views about what its ending means. Meantime, I hope I' ve said enough to make

clear that it' s not to be missed on any account.

 

John Wren-Lewis

 

Literary Footnote

 

The remarkable story of Abraham Maslow and his ' post-mortem life' is told in

The Right to be Human by New York psychologist Ed Hoffman, one of the best

biographies I' ve ever come across.

 

Ramana Maharshi's story can be found in Sir Arthur Osborne's The Teachings of

Ramana Mabarshi. A good introduction to NDE research, which incidentally is very

clear about the way they often disrupt marriages, is Cherie Sutherland's

Transformed by the Light, and it gives all the necessary references for you to

read further. Allan Kellahear's recent book of personal reflections Eternity and

Me, makes delightful reading and is published in Australia by Hill of Content

Publishing in Melbourne.

 

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> > > Yes....analogous. I suppose this expression crossed my mind because of the

apparent ever-receeding-ness of awareness when one tries to

contemplate/understand (in vain - instead of being it) its nature.

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> > People prattle on about the eternal.

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> > Anything with continuity over time, ends.

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> " The soul comes to the end of its long journey and, naked and alone, draws

near to the divine. " -- from the movie 'fearless'

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

what journey?

 

what soul?

 

what divine?

 

what nonsense!

 

anyway..John Wren Lewis (though also screwed up)..

 

reviewed the movie better:

 

 

 

Fearless -A movie masterpiece about transcendence by John Wren-Lewis

 

………….This knot intrinsicate / Of life at once untie!'

Shakespeare, Anthony and Cleopatra

 

 

'All changed, changed utterly; / A terrible beauty is born.'

 

W. B. Yeats, Easter 1916

Perhaps the best evidence that Peter Weir's film Fearless was a masterpiece is

that airline companies haven't got

together to buy up and destroy all copies, lest the public be put off flying

forever by its vivid re-enactment of a jetliner crash from

a passenger's eye view.

 

This occurs not just once in the film but three times, as the hero, Max

(superbly acted by Jeff Bridges), flashbacks to the events

that occurred when his flight home from Texas to San Francisco crashed somewhere

in prairie-country. The wreckage we see in

the film's opening shots is gruesome enough, but because Max is meant to be

discovering progressively more in these flashbacks

about what happened in the crash itself, each rerun shows progressively more of

the howling destruction going on all around

him as the plane breaks up, with no punches pulled and no detail spared. Yet far

from aggravating fear of dying, the final effect

is the absolute reverse. Weir has pulled of the incredible achievement of

enabling viewers actually to feel for themselves how at such moments human

consciousness can transcend fear, and indeed mortality itself, by moving out of

time.

 

So effective is it, I even wonder if the film wouldn't be positively reassuring

as in-flight entertainment on a bumpy run -or

perhaps that would be going too far! The same cautionary thought makes me

hesitate to press anyone with a really weak heart to

see it, though I've not heard of any casualties in cinemas yet. But readers of

this publication should be more prepared than most

to envision what are, after all, well-known facts about death in air

disasters—so, having entered my caveat, I'll go ahead and

urge you to catch Fearless on the big screen if you still can when this article

comes out. If that's impossible, get a video without

delay, and sit as close to the screen as you comfortably can when you watch

it—because to get the full 'feeling-message' from the

film's climax you need to be surrounded by the vision and sound.

 

Then, if you've really gone along with Weir's enormously skillful lead-up in the

rest of the film, and can let yourself

experience the roaring, screaming disintegration with Max himself, I believe

you'll find a meaning you've never dreamed of in

Shakespeare's now hackneyed statement that love 'looks on tempests and is never

shaken'. I'll admit unashamedly that tears were

streaming down my face as I watched it, for it recaptured for me the most

important experience of my life, when I myself came

to the brink in 1983 and discovered, in the moment of time-stop, that human

consciousness is grounded in the same fundamental

energy that moves the sun and other stars and tempests too—an energy for which

'love' is the only word we have, though its

common sentimental associations are hopelessly misleading.

 

And from quizzing other viewers who have not had the experience personally, I

believe Weir's artistic genius has

succeeded in the almost impossible task of getting across even to 'outsiders'

the fundamental feeling of Near-Death Experiences

(NDEs), and why they change lives. Earlier movies on the subject, which have

tried to re-enact scenes of people floating up out

of their bodies and moving down tunnels to heavenly light, fall so far short of

capturing the life-changing feeling that I think

they deserve the Monty python send-up in The Meaning of Life. (There, the

middle-class couples who have died of

food-poisoning float out of their bodies into 'astral' forms, drive down the

tunnel in astral versions of their family cars, and find

that the light at the tunnel's end is a luxury hotel, with a Hollywood-style

Grand Christmas Cabaret perpetually in progress

" especially for you! " )

 

Moreover it's not just lack of feeling in those feeble re-enactment movies that

sells the reality of NDEs short. The

feeling they do convey actually does violence to what I believe to be the most

significant feature of the experience, for they

suggest going away from this world and this life to find the heavenly light and

love in some other realm, whereas the

life-changes that have impressed even hard-nosed skeptics into taking NDEs

seriously, happen because " experiencers " find their

eyes have been opened to light and love right here, in the world to which they

return on resuscitation. The genius of Weir's film

is that he starts from this fact and makes it the main focus of his story; he

builds up to the time-stopping climax as the

explanation of the extraordinary way Max has been changed by what seems, at the

beginning, like nothing more than the shock

of relief at having survived.

 

From interviews with Weir in the Australian media, I gather he hasn't himself

had an NDE, and I know nothing about

the author of the novel on which the screenplay was based, but between them the

folk responsible for Fearless have managed to

capture the feelings of a Near-Death Experience in an extraordinary way. For

starters, it's still not at all widely realised that all

the classic experiences which make the headlines when people are resuscitated

from the brink of clinical death - disappearance

of fear and pain, feelings of blissful peace, slowing-down or total stoppage of

time, even the famous tunnel and encounter with

celestial beings and heavenly light -can also occur to people who, like Max,

narrowly avoid death without being sick or

damaged in any way.

 

 

In fact one of the very first serious studies in this whole area was made by a

Swiss alpine climber named Albert Heim

back in the 1890s, who fell off a cliff to what seemed like certain death, only

to land on soft snow with very minor injuries. As

he went down, time seemed to become infinitely extended, fear vanished, and he

experienced wonderful colors and music, plus

a panoramic review of his life right from childhood, with a sense that even his

nastiest acts were now somehow accepted without

being in any way whitewashed. He was moved to write a scientific paper about it

when he found many other mountaineers had

similar experiences, but this received little if any attention outside

Switzerland, and wasn't translated into English until Professor Russell Noyes of

the University of Iowa did so in the 1970s, after Raymond Moody had begun to

draw attention to NDEs

experienced in clinical situations.

 

Even then very little attention was paid to this kind of Near-Death Experience,

because journalists -and for that matter

most professional researchers -were concerned mainly with finding possible

evidence of a soul that could survive the body' s

death, which meant concentrating attention on people who might actually have

been dead for a short time, as in the movie

Flatliners. Australian sociologist Allan Kellahear, now Professor of palliative

care at La Trobe University, played a major role in

drawing attention to the similarity between clinical NDEs and the experiences of

people in crisis -situations like shipwrecks and

air disasters. In Fearless, however, this is one of the major plot lines. The

movie's climax is the revelation that Max' s strange

post-crash behavior -an apparently total loss of fear, disappearance of a

long-standing allergy, an aversion to lying even for

`good causes' , estrangement from his wife and son while feeling great love for

another crash survivor who is deranged at the loss

of her baby -are due to his having experienced in the crash the same 'moment of

death' that recurs weeks later when he comes close to clinical death through the

return of his allergy.

 

The moral ambiguity of Max' s post-crash behavior, which is the film's main plot

line, brings out another feature of

NDEs that doesn't get much discussed. Here again, researchers in the 1970s and

early 1980s had an agenda that led them to

bypass important facts. They were anxious to establish that NDEs were not just

hallucinations produced by disturbed brains, so

they were at pains to demonstrate, by means of interviews and psychological

tests, that experiencers showed no signs of mental

sickness, but were actually living healthier, more creative lives than before.

The impression created was one of ' all sweetness and

light' , until in 1988 housewife researcher Phyllis Atwater of Idaho blew the

whistle in her book Coming Back to Life, by showing

that healthier and more creative living often involved upsetting conventional

domestic and social apple-carts.

 

Yes, " experiencers " do indeed come back with new spiritual drive and urge

towards a better world, but that often means

preferring poverty to dull jobs that would keep families in the style to which

they' re accustomed, helping strangers rather than

going to neighborhood cocktail parties, and looking at scenery for hours instead

of taking Junior to Little League. Fearless

explores this issue with enormous sensitivity, showing how Max' s changed

behavior -sometimes generous beyond all

expectation, but sometimes apparently foolhardy or even cruel—springs from his

inability to countenance the compromises with

fearful self-protection that are involved in even the `happiest' marriages and

the most `regular guy' lifestyles.

 

In that timeless moment of the crash, he has experienced the wonder of infinite

Aliveness which gets continually blocked out in so-called normal life by fearful

evasion of any facts we' ve been taught to find unpleasant. As a consequence, he

rescues several other passengers from the wreck in a way which they and

observers consider heroic, though to him it really is, as he insists, nothing

special. Yet the same ' fearlessness' later leads him to take risks that could

harm people, both physical risks like crashing a car to jerk one of his fellow

survivors out of irrational guilt about the fact that her baby was killed and

she lived, and social risks like challenging the routine evasions practiced by

insurance agents getting the best pay-out for crash victims.

 

For Weir, however, the exploration of these moral ambiguities is more than just

a human drama; what makes the film a work of genius rather than just a fine

movie is the way he uses the story of Max' s perplexing behavior to introduce

viewers gradually, step by step, to the experience of timelessness at the

climax. First, he joins some of those earlier makers of NDE re-enactments in

employing slow motion photography, just to get us used to the idea of time-sense

being changed. In Max' s first and second flashbacks to the crash, we see how

his rescue of other passengers was indeed no heroic defiance of fear but

something he can do quite naturally because time has slowed down for him,

enabling him to see how to avoid falling debris, etc.

For me, this echoes a story of my Queensland friend Jack, who performed a

similar rescue of a mate from a blazing tank in

World War 2, and is equally anxious to repudiate any idea that he was heroic.

Such experiences are by no means uncommon,

even outside NDE literature.

 

However, there' s an added twist in Weir' s presentation of the rescue scene

which I wonder if I may perhaps be the only

viewer to appreciate. As the plane breaks up all around, Max picks up a baby and

then calls out, to the passengers who are still

relatively unhurt, " Follow me towards the light! " This apparently

straightforward directive about how they can get safely out of

the wreckage takes on highly symbolic significance when, in the final climactic

flashback to the scene, the long body of the

plane through which Max leads them becomes identified with the tunnel of his

allergy-NDE. Since he clearly wasn't asking the

others to follow him to the light of heaven beyond the grave, but taking them

back to life on earth, Weir seems to be anticipating

my own hypothesis (which I' ve never seen advanced by anyone else, and haven't

yet published outside Australia) that the tunnel-to-the light-phenomenon in NDEs

is a discovery of 'heavenliness' as the true nature of this world when it' s

perceived without the veil of fear. And since it is timeless heavenliness, the

question of whether it continues after physical death is entirely

secondary.

 

Weir keeps giving hints of Max' s ' heavenly' experience of the world all

through the film

 

-for example, in the way he

finds the buildings of San Francisco fascinating when others don' t even notice

them, and is truly at a loss to understand how his

fellow-survivor (the girl whose baby was killed) fails to see what he sees.

Another example is his description of being free from

society' s entanglements because death brings freedom and he feels he's already

dead. Some notable statements to this effect

have been made by real-life Near-Death " Experiencers " : One that comes most

immediately to mind is the great pioneer of humanistic and trans-personal

psychology, Abraham Maslow, who described the blissful calm he experienced, in

the two years he lived on after his near-fatal heart attack in 1968, as ' my

posthumous life'.

 

But here again, Weir introduces a twist which resonates with my own experience

in a way I' ve not seen mentioned anywhere else in NDE literature. Max tells the

girl survivor as they walk through the San Francisco streets that they' re

invisible to the crowds, ' because we're ghosts' . I dreamed exactly that on

Good Friday of 1984, not long after I' d arrived in Sydney in the wake of the

NDE; in the dream most people couldn't see me because I was a ghost. It was such

a remarkable dream that I published a paper about it in an American

psychological journal, but I can' t imagine it was read by anyone involved in

making Farless.

 

The most interesting thing of all for me about the film as a whole, however, is

the way it explores what I have come to see as the $64,000 question -why is it

that something like a close brush with death is normally needed for the

heavenliness of the world to be experienced? (And even that only works in a

minority of cases!) The film' s answer, if I understand it right, seems to be

that the natural biological fear-response seems to have gotten out of hand in

the human species, to the point where it governs the whole organization of

social life down to the minutest detail, blocking out aliveness in the process.

For a fortunate minority, coming close to death unravels the knot, but then we

have the problem of finding out how to organize practical affairs with fear as

life' s servant rather than its master, a problem about which even the world' s

greatest

mystics and religious teachers have left us only very partial blueprints.

 

NDEs are often spoken of as rebirths; mine felt more like a resurrection,

because I was `reconstructed' with all my past

experience, but with the fear-response now operating ' to one side' , as it

were, so that for most of the time I can heed it rationally

but not be run by it. For Max, however, the process seems to have been

incomplete, in that he doesn't seem able to handle fear at

all without it taking over and removing his pearl of great price, which of

course he won' t allow. I find in his story a quite

uncanny parallel, in modern secular Western terms, to what happened in real-life

history at the beginning of the last century to

the South Indian sage Ramana Maharshi who is widely acknowledged as probably the

most truly ' enlightened' mystic of recent

centuries. Though not at all given to religious life, he came to recognize in

his late teens that fear was in some fundamental way

keeping him from really living, so he put himself through what might be

described as an artificial NDE, by lying on the floor

and imagining dying. He emerged from it completely aware of the heavenly

aliveness in all being, but quite unable to cope with

routine living along the line of time. Because he lived in Hindu culture, where

such consciousness-changes are understood and

catered for, he was promptly surrounded by devotees who looked after him almost

like a child for seventeen years, simply for the

privilege of being in his presence and hearing what few observations he chose to

make about reality. Towards the end of that

time he began to have anoxial fits, and after one of these he suddenly emerged

fully able to cope with practical living, showing

delightful ease and simplicity and astonishing efficiency -the state known in

Hindu philosophy as sahaj samadhi. It was as if the

resurrection-process had only gone halfway with his artificial NDE, but now had

completed itself.

 

I can' t help wondering if the film isn't saying that Max too experienced only a

`half -resurrection' process because in the

crash he, like Ramana, didn't actually come to the point of real death. In the

film' s climax, his inability to cope with society' s

fear-organized conventions does indeed cause fear to overwhelm him, eventually

making his allergy return and really take him to

the dying-point -and when his wife saves him by mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, he

comes back out of that NDE tunnel saying,

" I' m alive! " in an entirely new tone of voice, and with a new look of 'solid'

aliveness which I find a triumph both of acting and

direction. Are we to conclude that now the resurrection process has gone to

term, leaving him able to be in the world of

compromise without being compromised? And if so, will he stay with his wife and

child or not? I don't know, and maybe when you see the film you'll have your own

views about what its ending means. Meantime, I hope I' ve said enough to make

clear that it' s not to be missed on any account.

 

John Wren-Lewis

 

Literary Footnote

 

The remarkable story of Abraham Maslow and his ' post-mortem life' is told in

The Right to be Human by New York psychologist Ed Hoffman, one of the best

biographies I' ve ever come across.

 

Ramana Maharshi's story can be found in Sir Arthur Osborne's The Teachings of

Ramana Mabarshi. A good introduction to NDE research, which incidentally is very

clear about the way they often disrupt marriages, is Cherie Sutherland's

Transformed by the Light, and it gives all the necessary references for you to

read further. Allan Kellahear's recent book of personal reflections Eternity and

Me, makes delightful reading and is published in Australia by Hill of Content

Publishing in Melbourne.

 

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a note:

 

if your going to insist on reading bullshit..

 

it just might as well be good bullshit.

 

..b b.b.

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Nisargadatta , " wwoehr " <wwoehr wrote:

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> Nisargadatta , " Tim G. " <fewtch@> wrote:

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> > Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033@> wrote:

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> > > Nisargadatta , geo <inandor@> wrote:

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> > > > Yes....analogous. I suppose this expression crossed my mind because of

the apparent ever-receeding-ness of awareness when one tries to

contemplate/understand (in vain - instead of being it) its nature.

> > > > -geo-

> > >

> > > This is the moment of one's own death.

> > >

> > > The moment of understanding.

> > >

> > > The point at which death cannot be deferred.

> > >

> > > Cannot be located at some other point of time.

> > >

> > > People prattle on about the eternal.

> > >

> > > But the eternal is only what remains, when everything that can die, dies.

> > >

> > > And anything born, anything with a beginning, ends.

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> > > Anything with continuity over time, ends.

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> > > - Dan -

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> > " The soul comes to the end of its long journey and, naked and alone, draws

near to the divine. " -- from the movie 'fearless'

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> The Greek word 'psyche' means 'soul'.

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> Werner

 

 

the German word " werner " means " cute long hairdo on an old guy " ..

 

or at least it appears as though it means that.

 

:-)

 

..b b.b.

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" I have a capacity in my soul for taking in God entirely. I am as sure as I live

that nothing is so near to me as God. God is nearer to me than I am to

myself... "

 

Meister Eckhart

 

 

Nisargadatta , " Tim G. " <fewtch wrote:

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> " The soul comes to the end of its long journey and, naked and alone, draws

near to the divine. " -- from the movie 'fearless'

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" that's almost near the close side..

 

of something that slightly resembles..

 

a near but not actual simulacrum of a somewhat..

 

that is maybe nearing the truth or maybe not.

 

at least on every other Tuesday of the calender year.

 

but i don't thinks so. "

 

Master .b b.b.

 

 

 

 

 

Nisargadatta , " dan330033 " <dan330033 wrote:

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> " I have a capacity in my soul for taking in God entirely. I am as sure as I

live that nothing is so near to me as God. God is nearer to me than I am to

myself... "

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> Meister Eckhart

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> Nisargadatta , " Tim G. " <fewtch@> wrote:

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> > " The soul comes to the end of its long journey and, naked and alone, draws

near to the divine. " -- from the movie 'fearless'

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