The Language of Vampyr

Truth be told, truth won't get you far.
Conversations with Masks and pretense, this is what we call democracy. My hormones speaks for me .


As we might be wondering of these. Tis nothing but a dream to someone else.

a reply to: KellyPrettyBear

Nope havent heard of it , a new one for me to get into over christmas

thanks very much Sláinte Mhath

a reply to: sapien82

I'd be surprised if 1000 people in our modern age had ever read it.
It's by far the most tedious (but vaguely helpful if you like mythology)
series of books ever written.

I can encapsulate it for you in these words:

MAZE (x 100000)
Sacred Oaks
Sacrifice the King

there you go.

Good health to you too!

a reply to: KellyPrettyBear

hey thanks Ill order it now , it was pay day yesterday thank the gods !

I really enjoy mythology so Im sure I will love this.

thanks again

a reply to: KellyPrettyBear

is the idea of the Maze the same idea that existed from shamanism
the maze represents a journey within?

pretty interesting the audio book is 44 hours hahah

but I ordered the book cus I like to have nice books to hold and read
and i have a book shelf im slowing filling with nice books
its not quite terence mckenna library but im getting there

anyway want some interesting books to read, you will maybe find some here

terence mckennas library

a reply to: sapien82

My wife buys first editions when she can... tries to get complete sets.. has a dedicated library for them.. she fondles them... smells and looks at them.. i'm not joking.

But she reads the same books on Kindle, as it's more logical in many ways.

LOL

I wouldn't overly 'mysticise' "Golden Bough". You will find LITTLE/Nothing that sounds 'new agish'.

a reply to: KellyPrettyBear

there is just something nice aboot books

holding it , smelling the pages , reading under a night light in bed

I mean we could have a solar flare tomorrow and it could wipe out the entire electrical world , and all those digital books I own would be gone , but id still have my physical books

a reply to: sapien82

Definitely!

a reply to: Direne

But please consider this possibility, the possibility that both humans and angels are in fact the alphabet used to communicate the message

The communications platform which carries the message.

Quantum-classical transformers in a manner of speaking.

The capability isn't working so well at present, but things do take time to be evolved, or constructed; either one.

Now, decoding the messages on the platform is what really tangles people up.

They assume that all parties treat all parties as equals.

I don't know about you; but when I use a handheld CB radio or whatever, I don't much care what sentience, if any, the CB radio has.

That's where human arrogance and small-mindedness distorts things.

a reply to: KellyPrettyBear

The messenger, I guess, is as important as the message. Crystal clear concise messages have been totally misunderstood due to the wrong messenger being used; on the other hand, blatant lies have been taken as truth only because the messenger was beautiful, angelic, or 'just one of us'.

The messenger can be a storm, or a burning bush. Or a deep space probe, or an alien technoartefact. Communication requires the message be intelligible, the medium familiar, and the messenger something or someone to our liking. Nobody would ever believe in a peaceful message if the messenger were a huge jelly fish hovering over the fields.

But yes, I agree, human arrogance and small-mindedness distorts things. Fear of the unknown distorts things turning shadows into monsters. In the end, the messenger you use will be identified with the message you send, so one must be extremely cautious with which messenger to use.I do prefer symbols and signs because their ultimate qualifier is... sharing. A symbol or a sign are meant to be shared. Words can be shared, but they are not meant ultimately for that. The logos, somehow, is contaminated.

I agree with you that when using a handheld CB radio one does not care what sentience, if any, the CB radio has. But what if that is your first handheld CB radio you bought yourself when you were sixteen? What if that is a handheld radio your beloved father gave you as a present? What if that photograph of your daughter is all you have to keep her alive in your memory? Neither the handheld radio, nor the photograph, are sentient. But in fact, that not-being-sentient is what makes others fully sentient.

The starry sky in a desert, though not being sentient, has the power of making you sentient. A dense, cold fog in an eery forest has the same power. That's the power of symbols words will never attain.

a reply to: Direne

Sometimes you write of the beauty which is my companion:

But in fact, that not-being-sentient is what makes others fully sentient.

Perfectly Splendid.

The truth?

Everyone assumes the 'angels' are powerfully sentient, purely as residents of their own world, without ever 'coming here'.

But it's not true.

We draw the beauty out of 'them'

and they draw the beauty out of 'us'.

In a way the Trantrikas have it right.. it's 'cosmic sex'.

I speak only from personal experience in this matter.

If you want to see beyond the veil,

you have to offer yourself up as a lover.

We are a coordinated system, whether we realize it or not.

Kali MUST sit on Siva, or undifferentiated potential will have nothing to reflect off,
and love and laughter and silliness won't be experienced.

Both drawn to each other;

neither truly understanding the other;

Neither truly existing without the other.

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What's killer, is that this actually researchable, testable,
if just a few experts and a little funding were available.

Kev

入我我入 (nyuga ganyu):
"I enter the Buddha; the Buddha enters me."

In this meditative state, mutual interpenetration is achieved and one becomes a Buddha "in this very body".

a reply to: Never Despise

It's always precious to me, when a scholar verifies my life.

Thank you.

I mostly came to what I know, by offering love and receiving it in return.

I myself am not a scholar of anything.

Kev

PS: People don't understand 'what a Buddha is'; they make it something that it is not.

When a human being experiences true beauty, they are a Buddha.

When a human being says something, that stirs minds with something new, they are a Buddha.

When a human being becomes obsessed with truth and beauty, someone might call them a Buddha.

But that misses the entire point.

I love ice cream.

If someone names me an 'eater of ice cream', does that make me noble?

Does breathing air make one noble?

But the breather and the air, in combination might produce a beautiful exhalation.

If you have to go ga ga over something, go ga ga over the temporary upwelling of Beauty;

not the humble components;

you can find components anywhere.

a reply to: KellyPrettyBear

Sharing is a difficult art to master, indeed. Interaction and exchange are a prerequisite for sharing, but it is not yet sharing. Most civilizations trade off, engage themselves in giving and taking, sometimes they exchange goods and ideas, but they are still far from true sharing.

I suspect the mystical union with the One is not just a one-way deal. It must be a two-way experience. Otherwise it would just turn to be some sort of colonization, absortion, adsortion... and rape.

a reply to: Direne

The 'Other' falls down and worships the sage, just as the sage falls down and worship the 'Other'.

But the 'veil' is maintained, otherwise we don't stretch, and if we don't stretch, we don't evolve and grow.

We are flowers that bend towards the Sun.

We are not permitted to see,

that the Sun Bends towards us in mutual embrace.

I don't want to act all hoity toity. That's why I refuse to be a member of any group which studies or participates in 'spirituality'. My own 'enthusiasm' would probably get me 'promoted' and then I'd be expected to drink the local groups snake oil. I avoid the ATS spirituality, psychic research and metaphysics forums for the same reason.

Let me tell you, I've been a major screwup in my life; and you know what's beautiful? Even screwups can have the 'buddha nature' erupt out of them.

When I was very little, I was beaten repeatedly with rods, and my life constantly threatened, by both my mother and my step-father. We lived in a condemned building that was later demolished by the county. Way out in the country. So I was alone with my 'parents'.

And "something else". Beauty was always with me. Like a golden cloud, with silver streams in it. I think that I'd have died without it, or gone crazy.

The worse I was treated, the more I wished to experience 'truth' and beauty and to be a little role model' for my parents and other bullies that sought me out, molested me, etc.

Now, sure, that certainly contributed to my personality. Made me a little martyr with a messiah complex.

When I got older, needing food and shelter, I joined the US Navy and worked there for 8 years.

Now I'm going to make a point here.. it was not to go 'oh boo hoo'.

Look how all that made me so hungry and thirsty to experience beauty, to fight back with everything I had for what I considered right.

People want to take credit personally for what they become, but leave out the bumps, warts and life circumstances that molded them.

So.. calling oneself lofty titles, or letting others call you those titles, wearing the robs and shaving the head and what not.. YUCK!

Some of the most beautiful things to ever occur in my life, was not generated because I was some lofty being of supernal wisdom, but because I was a screw up, that wouldn't give up.

I'm still a screw up. We all are.

And.. I still see beauty flow from most of that debris.

I had a VERY BAD 'encounter' with 'the other' as most of you know.. oh goodness.. I felt raped and abused.

And maybe I was.

But look what beauty flowed from all the child abuse that formed me.

I could have become a serial killer. By the numbers I should have.

But it just made me determined to be the exact opposite.

All this 'sharing' was a way to cleanup old debris on ATS and also to respond indirectly to Direne.

The 'divine' rapes babies. Has them born without a brain. The 'selfishness' and 'horror' of 'the divine' is hard to properly articulate.

It's a part of our partner, 'the other'.

So do you go back in time and kill Hitler? Or do you tell him he paints pretty pictures and give him a hug? Or mind your own business? But is your brother's business your business? Plenty of opportunity for growth here, and there is no universal answer.

It's a learning opportunity for one and all.

I hope this strange post was not without value..

a reply to: KellyPrettyBear

Sometimes benevolent beings don't come to the rescue, and we hate them for just that. Worse, sometimes they come to just watch. Sometimes they come, and show total indifference to the suffering around showing no empathy at all.

Sometimes the evil beings come, and help us, in exchange of something you love. And we hate them for just that. Worse, sometimes they come, take revenge on those who hurt you, and ask for a high price in turn. Sometimes the evil beings convince you to join them in the hunting party. You become one of them. Forever.

But sometimes, Kev, in between the coming of either the benevolent beings and the coming of the evilish ones, the miracle happens. One survives by his own means, without any help from the others, be them good or evil, and then, and only then, you can look at them as equals.

The many times they didn't help, made you stronger. The many times they did bad onto you, it made you even stronger. Forgiving them makes you the strongest one, especially there where you could destroy them all with a lordly wave of the hand.

Yes, it takes many lifetimes to reach that point. Hate is no cure. Neither is love. Walking the path alone is, no matter how dark, muddy, or winding the path is. You, too, have another space and time. Believe me, please.

a reply to: Direne

Thank you Direne for that very lovely post.

Might you explain what you mean by this statement:

You, too, have another space and time. Believe me, please.

Thanks,

Kev

I'll keep this succinct.

It had survival value for a long time, for humans to characterize things that might be dangerous, about which they were not certain, as being sentient beings. For example, if there's a rustling in the tall grass, it's better to err on the side of assuming it's as jaguar or something, that wants to eat you, rather than assuming it's just the wind.

So humans are 'being junkies'. They love 'creating god' most of all, but also love to create 'intermediate steps' to get from 'them' to 'the unmoved mover'. And since the human ego does not want to die, it postulates that it has a 'backup', 'the soul'.

Now, I'm not saying that nothing 'spiritual' doesn't exist; I've (apparently) run into it in some depth.

But what I do know, is that once you start doing 'open brain surgery' on yourself, in terms of being on a 'spiritual path', that inevitably, you will create all these concepts of beings, and lose yourself in the madness.

Unless of course, you learn how to have your cake and eat it too. It can be done.

So even if all these beings are real, it's better to treat them like you might consider treating 'yourself'. Temporary, and not necessarily worthy of getting obsessed over.

Otherwise, as you groom your body and mind to become more 'spiritual' you will build 'monsters' within yourself.

This kind of knowledge is the true 'spirituality 101' that most people blast by; then they want you to reinforce their concepts about specific 'spiritual entities'; since you believe in 'your' 'entities' and not 'theirs', this is why 'true seekers' tend to be solo. They can't afford to get munged up with other people's biases.

I hope that was helpful.

a reply to: KellyPrettyBear

Might you explain what you mean by this statement...

I meant now means really nothing, or better expressed, it isn't all that it is. There is always a tomorrow , and there is always a yesterday. The same happens with here. Ther is always a there, and a yonder.

Or, in other words, neither space nor time mean really anything. But this is something you already knew, though sometimes we forget. That's what I meant.