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Monday October 9th


Does anyone know of Satsang in Hong Kong? Where would someone living in
Hong Kong find such information?

Thank you,

Jerry Katz

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Answers to someone looking for a simple elementary explanation of Advaita for a
college paper:


Just a blank sheet of paper would be fine too - however, the underlying
assumption is
that the
one having to judge the essay, does have a sense of humor and more than an
intellectual
understanding of Advaita :)

But giving some of the stereotype analogies could give an idea, like "what
water is to
(earthbound) sentient life is what consciousness is to the universe"

Love,
Jan

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Hi Jivano,

maybe there is a misunderstanding on beliefs.
You say the river is just flowing.
The name "river" is a concept, an agreed concept in communication.
When you say "river" I can imagine a river, because I share that concept.

What is your strange "reality" and "things as they are"?

At least my perception is filtered by my ego. You think your's is not?

What gets you out of the bed in the morning? Is it the full realization,
that you are just a puppet of what is?

I had enough people around me who claimed to have a direct access to
reality. All liars.
Communists, managers, Satsang teachers, trainers, myself included.
Whoever was interested to display a certain superiority.

A belief is a thought. "I am" is the first belief.
If I act on the belief "man is superior" I will exploit the planet and don't
feel the hurt involved. Until the hurt is strong enough to break my armor.

I love Avatar because at least it is honest. In duality you act on view
points. They are always just a fragment of truth.

The river is flowing...the grass grows by itself.. everything is as it is
supposed to be....come to the here now...
Great ego-statements to avoid personal responsibility.
Hans

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Dear Sandeep,

I still believe in the picture, that in the end, the monk gets into the pub
and has a beer.
Which means enters fully in the world of duality again.
Enters fully in an identification with "I".
Feels suffering and joy.

I heard in former times the teaching of Non-duality was taught to people who
showed a high degree of maturity and grounding in their personality.

Am I misinformed? Or is it just crap at all?

Hans
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Hi Hans,

This is true. In Kabbala, they said one must be "over 40, married, with a
bellyful of Torah"; in advaita, the student is not taught vedanta unless
the karma, bhakti and raja yoga fruits were evident in their life, and even
then it was 15 years of vedantic study before the explicitly non-dual
portions were covered; in Madhyamika Middle-Way Buddhism, the teachings on
emptiness were not supposed to be given unless the student breaks into
tears of joy at the very mention of the word 'emptiness.'

Love,

--Greg

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<...>
I wonder. It seems to me that 'needing' to label the garbage
whilethrowing it out is to try to bring some sense or rationality to
it which is really just another way to keep hold of it or cling to
it or justify it. This is how I see trying to make insanity sane.
But is 'needing' to label the garbage the only motivation for
labeling the garbage? The map is not the territory but would anyone
deny the advisability of having a good map before one sets out for
unknown destinations?

Marcia
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Marcia,

Not to quibble, but there is no garbage. Ever.

If the destination is truly unknown, depend upon the compass of pleasure.

Beware of hungry dumpsters!


==Gene Poole==
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Hi Gene,

Goodness. My compass told me there was something wrong with
the statement. I just didn't quite get what.

Compass of pleasure AS the map. Map as defined as guiding.
Mapping as as process rather than map as an object. 'That'
is why the map is not the territory; because the map is not an
object but a process.

It is the labeling period and not necessarily the labeling of
garbage.There is already an assumption being made in the
act of having garbage in the first place.

Phew!

Marcia
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Dear Marcia,

God ripped the map out of my hands and said, "Drive, Monkey Boy,
Drive!"

Sometimes the road is rocky, sometimes it is smooth, other times it
is
straight then twisty then straight again.

What a panorama is laid out in all directions!

Gentleness powers the engine.
Love inflates the tires.
Grace clears the windshield.
Conciousness keeps it tuned.

And 'I' get to pretend to be the driver!
Whee and blessings for all!

HAHAHAH and HOHOHO!

Peace - care to stop for some pie? - Michael

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<...>
Who, how, what delineates?

If pain is distinct from pleasure,
who marks this boundary?

We can rely on "the body-mind system"
as our fall guy, but who delineates
the body-mind system as an entity
that can be described apart from
other entities?

It seems that there must be a way
to emphasize, to throw weight
behind, to "contract", to contrast --
otherwise, there will be no
"dark" and "light", no "before"
and "after".

So, just how am I doing this trick?

I've formed a universe by contrast, by
delineating. I can see that lines
unite whatever seems to have been
bounded. But how did this occur in
the first place? How did I forget
"Now" so as to construct "time"?
How did I emphasize "me" so as to
allow a "you"? How did "space" come
to be distinguished from "matter"?

At best, one can say this is a spontaneous
act.

This spontaneous movement has a dual tendency,
to move and remove simultaneously.
I have moved, and have removed, and now
"this" and "that" appear in contrast.
Yet this movement happened purely spontaneously
with nothing to "make" it happen.
It moved without having been moved.

Love,
Dan
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TIM G. ji:


"All Good"
(Comments and flames equally welcome)

Kickin' back,
Chillin' out...
Done lived 500 years
In the past 36.

Done some shit folks wouldn't believe.
Seen some thangs blow yo' eyeballs out.
Done been homeless,
Doin up them drugs, even
that rock cocaine.
That shit sometime'
make you crazy fo' a few days
after y'all done smokin it.
It don' matter here none.
It's all good.

There ain't no word 'problem' in my vocabulary.
I could have a good time in a jail cell.
Let them po-lice come an' get me.
Lock my ass up in a closet
See, I STILL be chillin'.
Y'all may think I crazy
But I ain't motherfuckin crazy.
Unless y'all wanna call it sane crazy.

It don't matter where I am
What I'm doin'
Who I'm wit'

Done chillin' out.
It's all good.
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere baby.

Even when things be goin' bad,
It's all good.
People done pay too much attention
to THANGS an' all that shit.

Things come, things go.
It's all good.
Who da hell too stupid to see dat shit?

Sometime I kick back
and close my eyes
The world be gone.
Done gone.
Never was no world, really.
If I want som' world, I just
done open my eyes again.
So who give a fuck?
Y'all feelin crazy,
Jus' shut yo eyes.

People runnin' aroun' like chickens
wid their heads cut off...
That's all good too.
Everyone be at where they at.

Y'all be askin' me,
I don' give no good goddamn
Cuz I just passin thru.

See, shit done may go down
Shit ALWAYS be goin' down
Even wid' them clean cut
tie-boy motherfuckers.
But shit don' mean shit.
People be too tied up
wid' all dat bullshit,
Y'all know what I mean?

Jus' passin thru this world.
Thangs be comin an' goin.
Bad, good, what dat mean?
Dem words don' make no sense.
Fuck all y'all, I be chillin.
Y'all don' hang wid' dat,
Then y'all ain't my peoples.
Some folk jus' too dumb
But that all good too
Cuz most folks done wise up
one way or the other.

Passin' thru this world,
Enjoyin' the ride...
What else y'all askin fo'?
See, it's them motherfuckers
think they be deservin' mo' than that
They the ones done be fucked up.

Y'all listen up now.
Nothin' last but a second.
It come, it gonna be gone right quick.
I's all good, even the bad shit be good.
I's all goin' change in five minutes.
Y'all think dat shit you plannin this mornin
REALLY goin' go down the way you thinkin?
Y'all better wise up.
Y'all think about chillin'
Cuz even when you trippin, you chillin.
Y'all just don' know it.
See,
Dat's the kind of shit you learn
when your body be 36
But you done lived 500 years.

So if you trippin, that all good.
Cuz y'all really chillin but for
some reason you done think you trippin'.
Open yo motherfuckin eyes!

Peace.... OUT

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... T.C.

"All Good" - Reprise
(Comments and flames welcome)

When you're nobody
And everybody,

You are everybody
and nobody.

I Am You.

You strain under the delusion
of a separate personality.

I know your innermost secrets.

I am The Soul.
Therefore you can keep
No secrets from Me.
Because you are me.

I am always remaking the world.
The Lord God is my disciple.
Satan is in my employ as an instructor.

I will not ask you to bow down.
You will not be able to do so.
I have not given you free will.
Some idiot lied to you in the Bible.

If I see you,
you are nothing but my own projection.
I am projecting you,
and you are projected upon me.

I can flick the "OFF" switch anytime.

I am utterly, totally and absolutely independent.

I am utterly, totally and completely alone.

I don't need you in any way whatsoever.

If you want, you can love me.

If you want, you can torture me slowly to death.

If you think I care either way, you're just plain dumb.

I am wholly and completely Self-sufficient.

I am not writing this, nor are you reading it.

It was never written, nor will it ever be written.

Nothing has ever been written.

Nothing has ever been said.

There is nobody to say anything.

Before anything was ever said,

It was all unsaid.

*** PART 2 ***

I move forward into the past.
I reflect back on the future.
It's this instant that has no reality.
Does that shock you?

Because I was not made
and because I was not born
Because I have no name or form
Because I hold no concepts
I am Free.
And nothing either
has meaning, nor lacks it.

You like your traditionalists.
You prefer Nisargadatta.
Take what you like.
You are nothing but
some silly illusion.

Just because I imagine I perceive you,
Do you think that makes you real???

I can choose to see living bodies.
Sometimes I do.
"That's Entertainment."

But maybe you're foolish enough to think you're real?
Maybe you look at your body and think it's there?
Maybe you think you have a brain, and think you think?

If you do,
That's why you're crazy
and I'm sane.

I am not such a fool.
Can the One care?

Again, nobody wrote this,
so if you hold any blame,
blame only your own foolishness
for thinking you've read it.

... T.C.
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"When comes that great lovely cessation of all thought, only pure
being remains, beyond all specifics, peace beyond understanding."

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It is often said that if one simply stops the seeking, the wanting,
Realization will happen. It might be true if the seeking stops spontaneously
and the mind loses its identity into its Source.

I wonder whether one can just give up seeking and wanting Realization.

Probably one cannot give up wanting any "want" until the wanting has waned.
One can certainly concentrate on wanting "total and complete blissful
surrender." Perhaps that is helpful. The fundamental issue is the
"wanting." Surrender happens when the wanting has waned or has been
suspended, or one simply has become completely indifferent to all wanting.
In other words, one has become "wanted out".

There is a Gate to the Kingdom of Heaven. To approach this Gate, one must be
a seeker. But the Gate does not open to seekers. And seeking cannot be given
up by will or effort.

It happens when you have been waiting and waiting and waiting. Waiting can
be a form of doing also. Then it is a long wait. You might be doing
anything. Meditation, Yoga, Pranayama, etc. These are all essentially forms
of waiting. And
waiting can be helpful. It tires you out. It is Grace that finally makes us
so indifferent to any "seeking" or "wanting", that we forget what we had
wanted and what we had been waiting for. Here the Primal Being Reveals It
Self as Eternal, as the very Core of our existence, being Existence It Self.

To enter the Kingdom of Heaven one must be completely naked and bereft of
all things. Seekers can approach the Gate but cannot enter.

There is no path to this entrance because there is no where else to go.

Love to all
Harsha

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Light

What exists does so in light
Only that light exists.

The drama unfolds in light
Only that light exists.

Count the infinite universes
Count to one, there is only light.

Enjoy the play of your life
Dance in the light for it dances in you.

Where you seek your salvation
You find the light and are destroyed.

Oh my gratitude is boundless
In this unbounded love.

HAHAHAH and HOHOHO!

Peace - Michael

ps Don't worry about finding this light for it has always held you.
You are that light.

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