Visible Origami — Feb 18, 2014
I am going to be giving a metaphysical talk with some demonstration of techniques and a short musical performance in the next few weeks in Zurich at a hall. Please email me or comment if you are coming so we have an idea of scale. Thank you to those of you who have already responded.
Dog Poet Transmitting…….
May your noses always be cold and wet.
There is one feature of the mind that causes more havoc and is responsible for more mishaps and regrettable events than any other feature and that is the reactive mind. That is the part of your mind, which through programming, Karmic makeup and learned experience, causes one to respond to life situations a certain way and nearly exclusively without thinking about it first. Mastery is all but guaranteed through control of the reactive mind. An end to all personal conflicts is all but guaranteed through control of the reactive mind, with the exception of internal conflicts that is (grin), however, anyone who is capable of controlling the reactive mind is likely to have already resolved their internal conflicts (grin).
This is one of the valuable keys that goes hand in hand (in a platonic sense) with standing guard at the gateway of the mind. You have to think about the relationship as that of a stoic gentleman standing there holding the hand of a hyperactive child. The child keeps trying to pull away because every sensation requires a response but… the stoic gentleman keeps restraining the child and eventually the child has been ‘groomed’ but… in a good way and no longer darts into metaphorical traffic every time he (if you are a Republican), or she (if you are a Democrat) hears a car horn, or gets offered a piece of candy or a lap to sit on.
Now, of course, you could simply drill into the skull of the child and sever the connections between the frontal lobe and the rest of the brain. That is a quick and certain route, or you could take the long way round and sit them down in front of a television, or simply enroll them into the education system. I prefer to accomplish this sort of thing by internal means and avoid all the invasive quick fixes but… to each their own.
So… let’s see where we are at this point. You have the self conscious awareness, on the one hand, personified as a Spartan Guard, like one of those cats at Thermopylae and that meme is using the flat of his sword to knock thoughts to one side or the other as they approach the entrance to the mind and then you also have the self consciousness in another personification, that of a stoical and inflexibly focused man who has a sure and unbreakable grip on the hand of a hypertensive child. This might parallel the (for some) very difficult act of chewing gum and patting one’s head at the same time. With these two personifications activated, the mind becomes stilled like frozen quicksilver, or you could think of it as a silver mirror, reflecting any image that comes before it. With the mind in this suspended state, the heart can generate its heat and cook the silver of the mirror until it, with the addition of one or two things we won’t go into at the moment, turns into gold (the heart swallows the mind and exalts Love in both locations which… are one) and then you are good to go without having to move in any direction at all. Broad Daylight Awareness is a natural byproduct to this process, as is the activation of the intuition, both of which come into play well before the final process, which is outlined here in my infantile characterization of it. I should mention that there are other byproducts but we won’t go into them at this time either.
This is the exceptionally good news that attends proper attention, given to a sincere pursuit of the ineffable. The ineffable is quite a trickster. Many people don’t want to hear that, especially the ‘old white guy in the sky with a beard’ group, actually fundies of any stripe from any faith. This is where it pays many dividends to accept that the ineffable is incomprehensible. The ineffable is playing hide and seek all the time. There was a time when the ineffable was a single unity, in the time preceding coming into manifestation. Then, out of a Love too deep and too vast and too great as to ever be possible to define, or explain, the ineffable broke itself up into millions and millions of pieces and scattered itself far and wide and it hid itself from itself, in all these glittering shards of ineffableness and what happens following that, is that then the ineffable engages in gathering all of those scattered pieces of itself back into itself again. I go into this process in my song, ♫ The Love ♫.
I received an email this morning from a reader who hasn’t shown up in the comments section. this is the case with many, or they only go to Facebook. He told me about a blogger whom all of you have heard of- and whom I am not going to name, who is now saying that Hope is a myth, there is no Hope and probably believes that Faith is a waste of time too. He was not this way before. He is now. We are being sorted, tried and tested and it results in things like this. Don’t let it happen to you. Here’s something brief to close out the subject with:
Snordster reads an excerpt from Visible’s Origami:
Watch and comment on this video on YouTube
What I am trying to present, portray, delineate, deconstruct and hypothesize (maybe not all of those terms but the listing of them got away from me once I got started) on and which has been under discussion for much of the last two weeks, is that everything of any importance is going on inside you, or waiting to be going on inside you. You don’t need books, you don’t need religions, you don’t need… uh… you don’t need any of these things. What it’s like, in a way is sexual aids, leading from the primary and basic selection of dildos and cock rings, Viagra etc., to bondage apparatuses, piercing and hanging rigs, tight rubber and neoprene clothing. This is the direction you move in once love has left the equation. Satiation becomes more and more difficult, bigger thrills are required. You start wondering what it might be like to have a threesome with Pinhead. You start putting plastic bags over your head or tying a noose around your neck, searching for David Caradine and sometimes you die, or sometimes someone else dies, if you are one of those Alpha Pervs who starts out as a rough sex aficionado and migrates to the darker ends, where satiation is only achieved through the termination of your willing or unwilling partner.
When you go wrong, when you stray, sometimes it’s in a small way. Sometimes, initially, you don’t know that you’ve strayed. That’s the problem with moral relativism, the various interpretations of Humanism, Revisionist History. Sometimes you stray just by believing something that you were told which isn’t true and that leads to another lie and another lie, until you are deep in the forest and you can’t remember having gotten off the path. How did you even know you were lost? Perhaps someone told you but you don’t remember actually hearing it.
Just about every one of us has lies in our larder and that is why all thought has to be cast out. First of all because we don’t really know anything, we just think we do and second of all because there are concepts and beliefs that are lodged way off camera and we operate according to them, as if they were true and most of the time we’re unaware that they are influencing our thought and we can’t remember how it was that we came to believe these things that most of the time we don’t even recall and we certainly can’t remember when it was that we verified these thing… if… we ever did.
A true Hermetic scientist questions everything. He/she probes and penetrates into the heart of everything and values an impartial, objective perspective above even their most cherished dreams, which they will sacrifice without thought if it means seeing more clearly into them. We need to know WHY we think as we do, why we believe what we believe and how we came to think and believe that way. Just exactly how did any of that happen to us? How did we come by these cherished dreams? How did we come by our faculties of cherishing and loathing what some, or many others have the exact opposite interpretation of?
These are all things having to do with self inquiry. These are all part and parcel of self discovery. These are all things that mask our true self and nothing masks us more than our personality. In most cases, what is shining through most people’s personalities is more darkness than light. The personality is meant to be a stained glass window through which the inner light shines. The inner reactive and rebellious self must be subdued in order for this to happen. The shadow has to be pulled down from the lens where it is blocking the light. What is it that is keeping the light from pouring out of us? That is certainly a question that needs asking AND answering.
We only seem to want to proceed to a certain point and the moment our inquiries and our search gets in the way of basic desires, we back off. The moment they put us at risk because our thoughts start to become dangerous in this hostile climate, where truth is a hungry refugee in the darkness of material night. The moment there is any chance that we might lose our standing in the eyes of people we’ve been close to but who are unlikely to tolerate controversial or revolutionary ideas, we backpedal. Sometimes we tell them we were only joking, “Come on, you didn’t think I actually meant that? I was just testing you.” I do certain things sometimes in my awkward and hamhanded way to see if there’s more going on behind the obvious than is showing itself.
We’ve been being assaulted of late by organized trolls who fit the profile for the new collectives of them, who are in the pay of vested interests. They are going after any sites that have any kind of readership above a certain level. I remind the reader to be aware of their coming and going and the obvious games being employed. They are more to be pitied than censured and their impotence is a reality.
Far too many people are trapped in a world of externalities. Everything they think they know is based on connections they draw between one thing and another and define… either in the pursuit of acceptance, or controversy …and both of which are motivated by personal gain. Their whole life is on the outside of them and inside? Inside is a vast and unexplored land of mystery; a land of mystery where all of the real answers are. Too bad they can’t be bothered to look there because there’s no financial gain to be had, or it’s likely to cause waves inside whatever small wading pool of the status quo they happen to be cavorting in with their water wings on. Is anyone really safe and if they are, who are they and why? First you have to define safe and that might just lead to another Biblical quote, “For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it.” that doesn’t sound very safe, depending on how you interpret it. At the same time, perhaps that is where real safety resides, especially given that the Sword of Damocles hangs over every head and given that mortality is the unavoidable inheritance of everyone who has not discovered how to avoid it.
I am less and less likely to migrate to Maui with each passing day and more and more likely to migrate to my original destination a few hundred K from here. As I pointed out, I said I was going there to force the hand of the cosmos. Unless something truly serendipitous opens up there, Maui is increasingly unlikely.
Visible’s Self-Improvement Guide,
Spiritual Survival in a Temporal World
- ‘An Exploration Toward the Ineffable’