tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3229895237365345255.post4284793448783603077..comments2024-01-13T07:18:37.976-07:00Comments on From The Belly Of The Whale: culminationEunus Noehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10373232578708561409noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3229895237365345255.post-71299753069905406532009-11-24T18:10:57.032-07:002009-11-24T18:10:57.032-07:00Ive only been able to flip through some of this st...Ive only been able to flip through some of this stuff but boy is it right up my ally and a trip and a half indeed! Ill get back here soon when ive absorbed some of this stuff. Keep up the synthesis, greatly appreciated! B very well!Indras Nethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13251092484903762530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3229895237365345255.post-75499490715995024112009-03-26T05:27:00.000-06:002009-03-26T05:27:00.000-06:00Finally got around to have a look. I canrecommend ...Finally got around to have a look. I canrecommend looking into Sri Aurobindo's writings. They're somewhat heavy but about eon's ahead of the pocket wool that Trolle and some of the other westerners are pumping out. On abebooks.com you can get a hold on some decent copies for a few bucks but theyre also all on the web http://tinyurl.com/ccnmju<BR/><BR/>Whats the new job!?<BR/><BR/>BlessE. T. Hansenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11235253803727945597noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3229895237365345255.post-68899973922732471362009-03-16T14:46:00.000-06:002009-03-16T14:46:00.000-06:00Did you know that David Foster Wallace carried out...Did you know that David Foster Wallace carried out whole narratives in his footnotes? Perhaps this blog is not ending. Maybe I will keep commenting forever! I suppose part of my dilemma is that I don’t know where to go from here. (By the way, thank you toure for the complements. I will check your blog out.)<BR/><BR/>“Form needs a personification to guide material toward. (Toward what, is the question of course, and here begins an argument that is raging within me. Are we evolving toward some end of pure consciousness as Tolle suggests, or is the watchmaker blind? There is no meaning, there is only story. Thus value the treasure!)”<BR/><BR/>To wit, a story or myth makes sense of a meaningless world. So previously I’ve stated that we have our cycle and our one story. Our cycle is based on the sun, and our one story is about sex.<BR/><BR/>Now the first thing Eckhart Tolle uses to construct his argument regarding enlightenment is with the idea of flowers—them being a bridge between divinity and materiality, which is great because Iris, the messenger of goddess of the gods could be seen as a flower too. However, did a the flowering part of the plant evolve as a means to the enlightenment of a perceiving consciousness? So there is design and the trip of evolution has a destination?<BR/><BR/>The two questions are:<BR/><BR/>Is there a purpose?<BR/><BR/>And,<BR/><BR/>What is the meaning of life?<BR/><BR/>So . . .<BR/><BR/>Is there a purpose? If yes, then evolution speaks to this. We are being lead by the source through our synchronicities to enlightenment, or toward the unity of the dualities—a union of opposites. The flower then, is a tool of consciousness that the Buddha used to make a point, and Jesus suggested that we imitate. It is a means to an end.<BR/><BR/>Is there a purpose? If no, then sex is the reason for all of evolution. That which gives one organism advantage over the other is what is selected and survives and develops.<BR/><BR/>By understanding that a flower is a sex organ, does that undermine Eckhart Tolle’s entire argument? Maybe.<BR/><BR/>Now back to myth. The myth is the story that organizes chaos into meaning. If life has no meaning then, does our story give us something to lean up against?<BR/><BR/>I’m reading a story about water right now. It is beautifully written by Anthony Doerr.<BR/><BR/>There is a god and “he” has a plan. Or, there is no god. Or perhaps, god is not outside of me. I am god. So then, where am I taking me?<BR/><BR/>I think I making a turn now, perhaps taking a whole 180 and moving toward science. I want to study evolution, and the brain. I also want to study the mind (philosophy, but that is soft again, well see.)<BR/><BR/>The answer still stands, but what is the purpose of flowers?Eunus Noehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10373232578708561409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3229895237365345255.post-76910781009813720752009-03-14T11:54:00.000-06:002009-03-14T11:54:00.000-06:00Well said, Jaspal. I'm so glad that you are here ...Well said, Jaspal. I'm so glad that you are here and responding. It's sad too, although I'm not doing this work for you, a large part of me still needs your validation. I guess I got a lot of ego left. Thanks for responding<BR/><BR/>Sorry too for the overdramatic nature of this post. I feel like I need to explain myself as to why I’m behaving the way I am.<BR/><BR/>A couple of things:<BR/><BR/>The other night I was very sick, and was barfing hard. I was feeling my form. I had a realization about Jesus, divinity in flesh. Not a thought mind you. It was an ah-ha moment. Jesus was God in flesh, the son of God. We are all God in flesh. We are divinity in form. It is only mystics, heretics, and religious nut-jobs that get to this position though. Form needs a personification to guide material toward. (Toward what, is the question of course, and here begins an argument that is raging within me. Are we evolving toward some end of pure consciousness as Tolle suggests, or is the watchmaker blind? There is no meaning, there is only story. Thus value the treasure!)<BR/><BR/>More Jesus huh? I am a westerner after all, and I did symbolically post this final entry on Good Friday at 3:00 PM when Jesus died. It is spring. The rebirth is on. I’m feeling it. I’m reacquainting myself with the sun. The winter death and darkness are being renewed, but!<BR/><BR/>What is going on? So here I am saying that we've completed a cycle. We've come out of the underworld and have been reborn--to either: start over and continue around again, or to full knowledge of the unity of all things. But the world still seems to be falling apart, like it is getting worse and worse. <BR/><BR/>We are definitely in the middle of a correction, and it will likely make us "better" in the end, but when does the world feel like it is back on its feet again? Capitalism is either still hanging from the cliff, dropping to its death, or has been dead for some time and is rotting at the bottom of the ravine. So this is the world. It is dark, and the central structure is falling or has fallen. Our world is built upon the dollar. There is little to feel hopeful about when considering the results of our national party that lasted from the 90's until now. The news is dire. We've over eaten. Are we wittnessing a hangover? How does this fit w/ my notion of coming out from the underworld. Maybe only I have returned so far (but I don't think that's true!)<BR/><BR/>Now me? So what is going on? There is fear in me, and reality has become very thin, and I do mean very. When one's business is coincidence, and when one begins to see this everywhere showing the true connection of all things, it makes reality all the more difficult to participate (or find stability) in. I'm only 36! Why do I want to touch God on a mountain top? What if I fry my CNS in the process? <BR/><BR/>I guess I sometimes worry that in my desire to see, I’m making myself blind, to form, and to the things that truly do matter, the relationships in my life. (How much humanity was left in Jon Osterman after he came back from the mountaintop?) Flying too close to the sun, I burn up, causing a crack up here on planet heart! I can't stop making connections though, and interestingly I've started re-reading A New Earth, and the first thing E.T. says is that we are going beyond mythologies. So how do I square that with finding, understanding and participating in the mythology? Am I participating in the myth or moving beyond the myth? Is the myth a construct of the mind, and Joseph Campbell intellectualizes something that we are to move beyond?<BR/><BR/>And I find myself clinging, hanging on, afraid, and also fearing that I got too deep, and touched something I wasn't prepared for. I said it before. How many holy men/novelists/physicists/philosophers get to the top of the mountain, only to find that they've gone crazy upon their return?<BR/><BR/>Can we know the "secrets of the universe" without destroying that universe in the process? Is a magic trick the same after we know how the magician performs it? Must we know the destination to enjoy the ride? Does the answer lie in FLOWers (as the blob has been suggesting)? <BR/><BR/>I don’t know what to do. It is spring. I’m growing a garden. I have no relationship with “the land” and will cultivate one. My role? My job? The world of achievement? 2012? 1999? All end dates previous to this?<BR/><BR/>The answer stands. <BR/>enEunus Noehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10373232578708561409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3229895237365345255.post-19822419251861249432009-03-13T19:09:00.000-06:002009-03-13T19:09:00.000-06:00Really amazing work. Really.I dog your writing sty...Really amazing work. Really.<BR/><BR/>I dog your writing style, and there seems to be a level of humility and openness in your questioning that I myself am trying to reach for... Your ideas on the now-eternity, the moment are eerily close to what i'm just recently discovering.<BR/><BR/>I'm gonna take some time and really dig through your stuff so i can make some educated comments; in the meantime, check out my blog:<BR/><BR/><A HREF="http://thepatternist.blogspot.com/" REL="nofollow"> The Patternist </A><BR/><BR/>word-ver:bigno<BR/><BR/>cheerstourehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16390479522471190544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3229895237365345255.post-27364656035891473732009-03-13T19:05:00.000-06:002009-03-13T19:05:00.000-06:00This comment has been removed by the author.tourehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16390479522471190544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3229895237365345255.post-73589216671824021932009-03-12T18:36:00.000-06:002009-03-12T18:36:00.000-06:00I was thinking about your blog today, something wa...I was thinking about your blog today, something was telling me to read it, that you had something important to say.<BR/><BR/>The thought I had was 'what if life is just like Groundhog day?'. Energy can't be destroyed, only transferred, what if all we do is relive the same experiences again and again, meeting the same people, the same challenges, the same goals, the same fears. If you've ever seen Bedazzled you know what I mean, the same people appearing time and time again, the only thing that changes is you. And it is only when you change, that the next 'day' starts.<BR/><BR/>I see the world through my eyes, if I die does the world die too? I see it, hear it, smell it, touch it into existence by my very being. I am here experiencing time, what came before me, what will come after me, is the fear of death the ultimate "I don't know"? The Universe will end, there will be another “big bang” and something else will take its place. Death brings life as life inevitably leads to death.<BR/><BR/>In the beginning there was darkness, I now understand that this meant ignorance. Man was free, he was in Eden, but he just didn't know how lucky he was. He had to fall, he had to take that Apple, through the experiences of life you learn what is important, not by that which you have, but by that which is gradually taken away from you. Like Job, you will be left with nothing.<BR/><BR/>You have to go through the dark to see the light, if you stare directly at the Sun it blinds you, confuses you, the process of illumination has to be gradual and slow. Leaving the belly of your whale can be seen as Plato’s cave, you are out and see the Sun behind those shadows, but those you try to explain it to will only see it as babble.<BR/><BR/>Your writing has brought much enjoyment and enlightenment to this fool, thank you.<BR/><BR/>"Everything that has a beginning must have an end"Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03358664719210804487noreply@blogger.com