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Idealismics, What Spiritual INFPS Want, Wish For and Would Like; The Ideal World

A Manifesto for Idealists of Faith



I’ve created a new word which I call Idealismics, meaning everything related to the Idealist’s lifestyle. Ideally, this thread is an invitation, specifically to SPIRITUAL INFPs, those who believe in a shared benign, loving, universal consciousness, to enrich each other by sharing ideas on our favorite Idealistic literature, music, poems, fantasies, dreams, short stories written by us and others, eroticism, futurism, the need for human kindness, best food, whatever appeals to our fancies, within the boundaries of the host rules, as long as it can be described as idealistic, based on positive loving ideas. I am sure there are lots of non-idealists out there. Please, give this thread a pass if you are not an Idealist. Idealists, in common with others, are hard (impossible?) to change. Perhaps we are all set in our molds. Let’s just accept that other points of view exist without anyone trying to convert anyone else. (The Pygmalion Effect) I personally don’t want to lead, and I don’t want to follow. I just want to communicate, straight across, without hierarchies. That doesn't mean anarchy. There are ordinary rules of kindness, decorum and respect; common humanity is still there.

We INFPs represent only 2% of the overall population, so we promise not to overwhelm the other 15 personality types right away. So, no need to feel threatened!


If we look at a chart of the frequency of personality types, we can see that sensory types represent 73% overall of the population, 40.5% SJs and 33% SPs. So, most of the population believes in and trusts the senses, primarily. That’s wonderful and I have enjoyed the senses greatly and see their necessity on the material plane. However, the senses are faulty tools when we want to go beyond materialistic thinking. Many optical illusions can tell us we are not perceiving fully or correctly. I won’t go into them here. ‘If that’s all there is’ (Sounds like a song.), sensory experience, then that’s sad IMO (In my opinion). Over time, the residues from sensory living begin to clutter up the inner world, generating attachment to sensory memories, to the good ol’ times, which freeze up the system, the OS (Operating System), until we live in the past even while here in the present. To find our buried happiness, IMO, we need to reset/reformat our hard-drives = readjust/empty our thought contents/reservoir. There are certain yogic and other tools to do this, and so bring us into the present. I’m in the process of doing this. It’s a lengthy one so it’s nice to have companionship on the way.

To appreciate the invisible which materialists often deny is important or worthwhile, despite all the various wavelengths of radiation invisible to the human eye passing though what we once thought of as ‘empty’ space, we need active intuition, imagination, a going beyond the regular 5 senses. That’s what INFPs like to do. And many have contributed greatly to humanity as teachers, writers, inspirers...So, while we should have steady, well-paid work and be good citizens, and while we have benefitted from science which has produced wonderful devices, IT’S NOT ENOUGH. The World is Not Enough! Where have I heard that? Oh yeah, a movie! Science and technology, and their ideology, materialism, cannot explain emotions, love, mystery, wonder, divine ecstasy, what life itself is, everything subjective. The existence of any real objectivity is now being questioned more and more, and, objective reproducibility of results is the basis of our scientific method! Without going into detail, try understanding Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle, which states that we subjectively influence whatever experiment we are trying to objectively observe, and so falsify any results. As Heraclitus the ancient Greek stated so simply yet profoundly, “We never swim in the same stream twice.” So, so much for a final, all-encompassing Truth in science, a final Unified Field Theory, the Holy Grail of science, Einstein’s dream. After all, wouldn't it be really boring if we had explained or could explain everything! IMO, we never will. It (The central mystery) is outside time and space and yet generated these. So, since we can’t beat god, better to join it, to joyously merge into it! Accept that we are only the players in a divine drama, a cosmic dreamer’s play. Allow our egos to evaporate like mists before the rays of the morning sun.

Physicists and quantum mechanics now tell us there may be 11 dimensions present in what we thought was only one. What is ‘real’ to the senses is being questioned more and more by ever larger segments of our population as we get better educated about the rest of the world through new media. There may be a mini-awakening happening, or this could just be a cyclic event. I would hesitate in overstating the case. In any case, INFPs, let’s not be dragged down by our society’s endless obsession with materialism and with that most depressing of studies, economics, a study of limitations. After all, economics is just the study of the allocation of scarce/limited resources, yet we know from science that there is an infinite variety, an abundance of resources in the universe. The Law of Conservation of Mass-Energy ensures us that the totality of all that is, is not going anywhere. The quantitative sum of material-energy was, is and always will be constant in the universe. Perhaps this is the materialist’s ultimate expression of god. Yet, I would say there is more, that the universe is ‑ intelligent. After all, if we humans all came from the Big Bang and we are intelligent, then it would be logical to conclude that there must have been intelligence, awareness, consciousness in the Big Bang. So, the universe is intelligent, as is every atom. How could we be intelligent and aware if our constituent atoms were dead and unaware? Atoms are intelligent, too. This goes beyond what a materialist would accept, yet the logic is there. Super-string theory is starting to realize there is a fundamental unpassable intelligence at the deepest level which will always frustrate the mind’s attempt to quantity and box in intelligence-awareness itself. Even the god particle’s discovery, the Higg’s Boson, didn’t allow the human mind to feel it had triumphed over its creator, but that’s just what the mind in its vanity thinks it will eventually do. That’s why god stays aloof and untouched by its creation, the creator untouchable, untarnished by its creation. It’s safest for us all that way. As for our current state of limited resources, IMO, we’re just technologically and temporarily unable to access them for everybody on a daily basis. But, I’m confident we will be. Oh, isn’t it a shame there aren’t more sparkly stones (diamonds) to be found to buy the bread people need? I guess they’re being held in the basement De Beers’ vault of a NY City bank, waiting for imagined scarcity to make them more valuable! So much for the real scarcity of resources!


We live and die without having lived if we stay inside the sensory box the whole time, obeying our conditioning like sheep. So, give us all freedom from the tyranny and unending addictive grossness of the senses! While I’m grateful to materialism for what we have, it’s still only a necessary but insufficient condition for full happiness. Obsessing over money, power, status, the ephemerals, just isn’t satisfying to Idealists. To access the levels beyond, gentle surrender of the control of the worldly senses is required. That doesn’t mean we go crazy or die physically. It’s just a letting go of the obsession with sensory activity, a trust in a greater/higher benign power. That way we can go past our limiting senses and minds.

Having said all that, and now coming back down to Earth, going beyond the senses is quite ambitious for most of us, so let’s start by sharing the inspiring materials we find around us.


The objective is to know ourselves, our personality type, and each other better, while learning new things which can be offered as a smorgasbord to the participants. As well, since there are so few of us in the overall population, we can build some solidarity as we deal with a world made up of others who are less idealistic. Because INFPs like to help others, we can help each other by suggesting our favorite, most inspiring resources.

There are no right or wrong answers here. We’re just filtering for Idealistic thinking.

I’ll start the ball rolling by saying I like spiritually related Idealistic-type reading like Carlos Castaneda, The Gospel of Ramakrishna, and the Tao Te Ching.

What books, literature do you like?

I like Tears of the Sun with Bruce Willis, and Monica Bellucci, where the hero goes in and saves humanitarian/medical workers from certain death from political turmoil. I haven’t yet worked out the issues of violence sometimes needed to make ‘good’ things happen. Does control of violence necessitate greater violence? I still struggle with this.

I like Romantics Anonymus with Benoit Poelvoorde, Isabelle Carré, Lorella Cravotta. This one’s pretty idealistic.

What movies do you like, and why?

I like Rotten Tomatoes as movie critics. Who are good movie critics in your opinion?

Tuan’s ramble:

I would like to Save the Planet, grow more trees, stop the destruction of our ozone layer, reverse African desertification, prevent dictators from ever existing, have universally respected human rights, stop killing the remaining wildlife, have short term limits for all holders of public office, have periodic electronic voting, have patent rights on cures for world diseases limited so that cures enter the public domain and costs are reduced.

I would like to have a world organization with a force built up of and obligatorily paid for by all nation states, which actually intervenes to remove dictators and end regional injustices BEFORE the damage is done.


What would you like?

I would like all scientists to work together in one world-funded organization to find cures for all the major diseases, rather than working primarily for corporate profits and personal gain.

What would you like?


 

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In my perfect world, everyone would care about everyone else and doing what is right for their fellow man. We would all put others first before ourselves and build a community based on being considerate, helpful, loving, and understanding of each other's perspectives. We wouldn't judge each other for our differences but would try to understand them. Everyone would seek the truth together.

This sounds so crazy and unattainable, but that's what I would love to see.
 

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This scene from Before Sunrise sums up my spiritual feelings soo perfectly. Starts at 1:40
I know I posted this video recently but, it fits so well here..


"I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt".


Also, ​I agree with much of what you wrote Tuan. Materialism is undeniably present in our society and it sickens me so much. With money driven corporations and capitalism, sometimes it's a little too much. We need less malls and more trees (that sounded very hippie-esque, huh? lol). We need less separation in our societies, and more coming together. I dream about the days where the words "human rights" becomes something only taught in history books, and people just see each other as fellow people. I feel sickened by the fact gay rights is still in question and when I see religious protests I feel physically disgusted. Injustice is something that chills/heats me to my core.. The arrogance of it all.

But to be honest, I feel it's just a pipe dream. I do not see a day where a man will not try to oppress another man, it is our nature. Corruption in the hearts of men seems just as natural as the leaves turning in autumn, it's just the way of things. Perhaps a bit of nihilism is overtaking me.

Or I may have become a cynic.. having been an idealist for far too long.
 

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Another good post Juan. What happened to your old thread? I was hoping to get to know you better. :) My apologies if you feel I went overboard in there, I can't help it.

There's so much I could comment on here, I don't know where to start. You have many controversial points here, depending on ones conditioning, but most of it vibes with me.

I'm thrilled to see you mention Tao te ching as a book you like, I am very engrossed in Taoism myself, it's all I strive for these days. On that note, I read a lot of Alan Watts, Ram Dass, Jiddu Krishnamurti, and I just started on the Tibetan book of the dead. I came to the conclusion that life can't be lived until you understand death, so that's what I want to do -die before I die.

The things you mention that you would like to do - how idealistic they are. :) I used to share every one of them very, very heavily. (I even wanted to write a long manifesto myself, for years, but never got started. I started blogging instead. Do you happen to have a blog?) The thought of how many trees are felled every day was truly harrowing to me, I took it all on my shoulders to a degree I couldn't sustain happily. Be careful it doesn't overtake you. I must disclaim, to not confuse, that I do think these concerns are valid and worth having, but in moderation, as with everything.

I sincerely love what you are trying to do, and I love you. I hope you don't feel too alienated, despite the fact that there aren't many of our kind. But I trust you to overcome, even if you are in doubt now and then. Keep doing what you do, it has already born fruit. :)
 

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I like it if more people were able to read and write. I literally can not begin to express how my life has been enhanced and how much I've benefited from my school teachers helping to learn those skills. Often through reading we are able to gain perspectives and insights that we wouldn't have attained otherwise.

I think that one of the things that causes a lot (not all but a lot) of problems in regards to global society is religious literalism so...

I think that general scientific literacy is fundamental to a happy, healthy and flourishing global community. Many human rights violations take place around the world due to religious literalism. I think that if more religious people read books presenting the evidence for the big bang theory, quantum physics, and the theory of evolution, they would naturally become religious humanists and leave behind religious literalism. 'Holy books' would be demoted in the minds of believers to allegories, and not used as guidance for organizing societies politically.

I also think that the way that Micheal Dowd fuses religion and science together can change the world. For similar reasons above, but also because he recognizes the need for art, allegories, and metaphors to move and inspire human beings.


I think that one of the things that contributes to a lot of destructive human behavior, is emotional trauma and a lack of self-love so...


I'd like it if David Berceli, Peter Levine's, and Stephen Porges hypotheses on how to facilitate the healing of psychological trauma were more well known and practiced.

I'd like it if Kristen Neff's research into self-compassion was more well known and practiced.

I think that if religious or non-religious humanism, body based trauma healing, and self-compassion were a prominent part of our global culture the world would be a far better place.
 

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This scene from Before Sunrise sums up my spiritual feelings soo perfectly.


"I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt".


Also, ​I agree with much of what you wrote Tuan. Materialism is undeniably present in our society and it sickens me so much. With money driven corporations and capitalism, sometimes it's a little too much. We need less malls and more trees (that sounded very hippie-esque, huh? lol). We need less separation in our societies, and more coming together. I dream about the days where the words "human rights" becomes something only taught in history books, and people just see each other as fellow people. I feel sickened by the fact gay rights is still in question and when I see religious protests I feel physically disgusted. Injustice is something that chills/heats me to my core.. The arrogance of it all.

But to be honest, I feel it's just a pipe dream. I do not see a day where a man will not try to oppress another man, it is our nature. Corruption in the hearts of men seems just as natural as the leaves turning in autumn, it's just the way of things. Perhaps a bit of nihilism is overtaking me.

Or I may have become a cynic.. having been an idealist for far too long.

"I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt".

Also, ​I agree with much of what you wrote Tuan. Materialism is undeniably present in our society and it sickens me so much. With money driven corporations and capitalism, sometimes it's a little too much. We need less malls and more trees (that sounded very hippie-esque, huh? lol). We need less separation in our societies, and more coming together. I dream about the days where the words "human rights" becomes something only taught in history books, and people just see each other as fellow people. I feel sickened by the fact gay rights is still in question and when I see religious protests I feel physically disgusted. Injustice is something that chills/heats me to my core.. The arrogance of it all.

But to be honest, I feel it's just a pipe dream. I do not see a day where a man will not try to oppress another man, it is our nature. Corruption in the hearts of men seems just as natural as the leaves turning in autumn, it's just the way of things. Perhaps a bit of nihilism is overtaking me.

Or I may have become a cynic.. having been an idealist for far too long.





To Cloud Vinci from tuan

“Injustice is something that chills/heats me to my core.. The arrogance of it all.” Cloud Vinci

IMO:


Thoughts on the Injustices of our Situations


It seems to me, and some I have read, that gender identification is a form of body identification which is the cause of most of our human trouble. We believe we are the body-mind complex and the ego built from mind develops a possessiveness for it (the body-mind) which is especially painful at the point of death when the consciousness inside has to move on. For people in India, such as Advaitans, Satchitanand (Truth, Consciousness and Bliss) is the only reality, incorporeal bliss without cause. That’s what I aspire to. Anything else is a compromise with flesh, which eventually falls off everybody’s bones. Go for a transient happiness, a few minutes of sex, or go for permanent inner ecstatic states, the answer is a no-brainer for me, and it does seem like we must be out of our heads, out of our minds, to finally get there! So, it really IS a no-brainer.

Physical sex can be an expression, ideally, of love, a step on the way to aiming for final union with inner divine ecstasy. But when we identify primarily with body-mind consciousness in physical sex, there are painful consequences for the brief pleasures we get. Identifying with the genderless soul inside brings greater benefits IMO.

For humans attached to body consciousness, there are pains equally received, for hetero-, bi- and homosexuals, for all who identify stubbornly with these bodies. We need to learn to gently let go of the physical layer in a state of trust and surrender. Yet, we are on a physically dangerous physical plane and we have survival instincts hard-wired into us through natural selection. So, surrender is not so easy, feeling the long-term surrender necessary to grow past the physical is delicate and risky, only for the brave!

The focus necessary to maintain advanced inner states is great, so we usually slip back down again and again, even advanced meditators. Sexual ecstasy, however brief, informs us that there is something more inside, that we are equipped with something special and transcendent. When we die with passion in our lover’s arms, the joy comes in the brief abandon of the physical to our other, and in the letting go, however briefly, of our heavy responsibilities in carrying around a physical form. So, death is an important part of the spiritual process, the death of possessiveness of the flesh. The problem with physical intimacy is the inevitable possessiveness that comes with it. We want exclusive access to our partner’s intimacy. We exclude others and see them as threats to our ownership of our source of physical pleasure and love. We build lasting walls against others. This can lead to jealousy, fighting, even wars, i.e. Helen of Troy. Possessing the physical is doomed to failure, the physical is like a transient mist. All empires fade. All ‘objects’ deteriorate. Yet, we persist. Dust in the Wind. It is no wonder the advanced souls become celibate, seeing beauty in every atom, beyond gender, race, physical or intellectual attributes. But, to do so, takes tremendous effort, tenacity, self-discipline and courage. These are the people I admire. There are only a few. Most of us don’t reach these levels.

So, if we drop back /down to/or out into/ regular body consciousness, we can discuss gender issues in the world of twoness, duality, maleness and femaleness, fat and thin, physical ugliness and physical beauty. It is in this dualism that the injustices dwell. Studies say that it is the symmetry in our partner’s face that attracts us, à la Angelina Jolie (See the internet for the Golden Ratio and pictures showing this applied to Angelina's face). We are hard-wired by natural selection to look for this symmetry as a sign of potential healthy offspring. I find her ravishing. And I’m very happy that a handsome guy like Brad Pitt has her, is satisfying here and has three children of their own with her. She’s an amazing woman and he’s an amazing guy. Together, they raise the world’s children in a sense and show their greater love through their adopted children and their humanitarian interests. Yes, they’re part of the Hollywood scene, the beautiful (and sometimes shallow) people, too.


Coming back to our hard-wiring. Although the Grand Illusionist wants us to return to it, it also wants the world illusion to continue forever, so it wired in the survival and procreative impulses, and then our wired forbears conditioned us to carry this forward. I, personally, (as an ego-body complex) am hard-wired to like such female faces. I confess that I am biased toward such beautiful faces, which is unfair to everyone else. (Not that I’m god’s gift to women!) So, I cannot understand why people still find their partners sexy as they age. I feel 17 inside and find women in their twenties and thirties the most attractive, despite whatever chronological age I may be. This is discriminatory, I admit, against all the other females I meet. But, we are hard-wired to be discriminatory, to show preference, in so many ways. These discriminations exclude, devalue and minimize large swaths of the population. There is injustice everywhere because of these discriminations. These discriminations are because of body-mind consciousness. Taking about mental discriminations, having any kind of lifestyle perceived as ‘marginal’, ‘non-mainstream’ can be painful, as others do not accept us. There is endless injustice. Because our senses delude us into thinking we are fundamentally different and more or less worthy to each other, we hurt each other constantly. The answer, idealistically, is to not trust the discriminatory senses so much, and become the love that everybody, including ourselves, wants, while being open to receiving love from the invisible Source of all love, coming to us from some mysterious dimension as Grace. Since we cannot be everybody’s sexual partner, we need to find a better way to express greater love. That way is through treating each and every other person with respect, interest, and yes, love. In short, see a god of love within each ‘other’. Pretty hard to do when, for example, faced with a violent, aggressive person who wants to end our lives for some paper in a wallet. But, that’s Christ’s model, for one. Do not repay injury with injury. So hard to follow! We love to see the ‘bad’ guy get his. Dirty Harry, Bond punishing international wrongdoers, Bruce Willis defeating terrorists, Clint Eastwood blowing away those who hung him unjustly (Hang ‘Em High), vigilante justice, poetic justice, the list is endless...Of course, we might say, how can there be a god when there is so much injustice. If you are an advanced soul not identifying with our limited short-term body, and expecting and planning for its eventual removal, death does not have the same sting, and the injustices of the delusion-filled physical recede. (See the bravery of Ramana Maharshi in his last days) The key is to find the immortal energy inside and identify with it as the only single truth. Not easy with an inside filled with turbulent thoughts and emotions, endless distractions, sensory invitations. These all need to be quieted, gradually, through meditation, stillness and silence, so that we can refind the forgotten current which is our true selves. Then, we let that love pour our indiscriminately, as Belovodia and strangestdude describe:


Belovodia : “...as far as my experience with the 'Divine', I think that Strangestdude said it best when he described it as "an overflowing of love that desires to reach our to others with warmth and compassion".


For me, this comes and goes in waves. I may not feel it for months, and then it will hit me at random moments.

And yet at other times it feels like a simple joy; usually when I've spent some time alone and thus is not dependant on anything external from myself. It feels like it comes from from a deeper place and is quite distinct from the usual definition of happiness.

It's like an inner knowing that it is of a spiritual nature.”

Strangestdude: “I've personally had some experiences that seem to match some people's experiences of the divine (which could simply have been me accessing a euphoric state naturally), but the one that stands out to me was where I felt love flowing through me. I felt like I was overflowing with love, and I had the desire to reach out and share it with others by being friendly and compassionate.”



If all of us become fountains we can all drink living waters from one another’s beautiful wells!



“John 4

New International Version (NIV)
Jesus Talks With a Samaritan Woman

4 Now Jesus learned that the Pharisees had heard that he was gaining and baptizing more disciples than John— 2 although in fact it was not Jesus who baptized, but his disciples. 3 So he left Judea and went back once more to Galilee.
4 Now he had to go through Samaria. 5 So he came to a town in Samaria called Sychar, near the plot of ground Jacob had given to his son Joseph. 6 Jacob’s well was there, and Jesus, tired as he was from the journey, sat down by the well. It was about noon.
7 When a Samaritan woman came to draw water, Jesus said to her, “Will you give me a drink?”8 (His disciples had gone into the town to buy food.)
9 The Samaritan woman said to him, “You are a Jew and I am a Samaritan woman. How can you ask me for a drink?” (For Jews do not associate with Samaritans.[a])
10 Jesus answered her, “If you knew the gift of God and who it is that asks you for a drink, you would have asked him and he would have given you living water.”
11 “Sir,” the woman said, “you have nothing to draw with and the well is deep. Where can you get this living water? 12 Are you greater than our father Jacob, who gave us the well and drank from it himself, as did also his sons and his livestock?”
13 Jesus answered, “Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, 14 but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”
 

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Another good post Juan. What happened to your old thread? I was hoping to get to know you better. :) My apologies if you feel I went overboard in there, I can't help it.

There's so much I could comment on here, I don't know where to start. You have many controversial points here, depending on ones conditioning, but most of it vibes with me.

I'm thrilled to see you mention Tao te ching as a book you like, I am very engrossed in Taoism myself, it's all I strive for these days. On that note, I read a lot of Alan Watts, Ram Dass, Jiddu Krishnamurti, and I just started on the Tibetan book of the dead. I came to the conclusion that life can't be lived until you understand death, so that's what I want to do -die before I die.

The things you mention that you would like to do - how idealistic they are. :) I used to share every one of them very, very heavily. (I even wanted to write a long manifesto myself, for years, but never got started. I started blogging instead. Do you happen to have a blog?) The thought of how many trees are felled every day was truly harrowing to me, I took it all on my shoulders to a degree I couldn't sustain happily. Be careful it doesn't overtake you. I must disclaim, to not confuse, that I do think these concerns are valid and worth having, but in moderation, as with everything.

I sincerely love what you are trying to do, and I love you. I hope you don't feel too alienated, despite the fact that there aren't many of our kind. But I trust you to overcome, even if you are in doubt now and then. Keep doing what you do, it has already born fruit. :)





Still posting, ActionJesus. Thanks for your kind words and sentiments. They're appreciated. Can feel the energy connection from here. Let's stay connected and inspire one another whenever possible. I agree with what you said, "It's not the case however, that in order to love everything and everyone, you are without standards. In my view, everything is perfect, and that's why I can't help but love it. Perfection is about as high on the scale as you can go." :happy:

The Tibetan Book of the Dead began my spiritual journey. A 'long and winding road' since then. Sounds like a possible title for a tune. Like you, I want to die before I die, /die into/be slain in/ the Spirit.

Like your granddad, I am a mason, 3rd degree master mason, not active these days. There are many good people in these kinds of organizations. The price of entry, faith in a greater, benign power.
 

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Poetry of Faith

POETRY OF FAITH SECTION



Idealismics, What Spiritual INFPS Want, Wish For and Would Like; The Ideal World

A Manifesto for Idealists of Faith



POETRY OF FAITH




The Chambered Nautilus
By
Oliver Wendell Holmes
1858



Chambered nautilus Nautilus Ammonoidea Cephalopod Marine invertebrates




THIS is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign,
Sails the unshadowed main,--
The venturous bark that flings
On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings
In gulfs enchanted, where the Siren sings,
And coral reefs lie bare,
Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.


Cephalopod Nautilus Chambered nautilus Ammonoidea Marine invertebrates


Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl;
Wrecked is the ship of pearl!
And every chambered cell,
Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell,
As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell,
Before thee lies revealed,--
Its irised ceiling rent, its sunless crypt unsealed!

Cockle Shell Bivalve Shankha Clam


Year after year beheld the silent toil
That spread his lustrous coil;
Still, as the spiral grew,
He left the past year's dwelling for the new,
Stole with soft step its shining archway through,
Built up its idle door,
Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.


Nautilus Cephalopod Marine invertebrates Invertebrate Chambered nautilus



Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee,
Child of the wandering sea,
Cast from her lap, forlorn!
From thy dead lips a clearer note is born
Than ever Triton blew from wreathèd horn!
While on mine ear it rings,
Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings:--


Organism Eye Circle Spiral Diagram



Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul,
As the swift seasons roll!
Leave thy low-vaulted past!
Let each new temple, nobler than the last,
Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast,
Till thou at length art free,
Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!






 

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I would like for there to exist true justice, true peace. Today, there are so many injustices and hardships people face because of the intent of the very few, most powerful people in the world to maintain imbalances of power and the immense inequality in wealth in order to fulfill their greed. Unless the current systems - international, national, and on nearly all other levels - are completely revolutionized and its corruption eradicated, then millions of people continue suffering.

I wish for all people to be sincere, honest, well-meaning, and humble.
I think a lot of pain exists because people can be arrogant and therefore think they are better than others, and may treat people who are "less" cruelly. By being sincere, we can avoid pretences that may lead to conflict in the future.

For suffering to end. The suffering of all people, especially vulnerable people such as children, the disabled, and the elderly, is just sickening to hear about. I understand that illnesses will always occur, that is a fact of life. But the inhumane acts people commit towards another is just baffling. That is just one of the many evils plaguing the world.

For people to be free to realize their potentials.
I guess this relates to Amarya Sen's views on development and happiness. I think that all people should have access to tools that will help them achieve their potential and to realize it if they so will. These tools could be healthcare (to lead a healthy life so that they can live well), education, political rights, proper housing, well-paying jobs, etc.
 
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I would like for there to exist true justice, true peace. Today, there are so many injustices and hardships people face because of the intent of the very few, most powerful people in the world to maintain imbalances of power and the immense inequality in wealth in order to fulfill their greed. Unless the current systems - international, national, and on nearly all other levels - are completely revolutionized and its corruption eradicated, then millions of people continue suffering.

I wish for all people to be sincere, honest, well-meaning, and humble.
I think a lot of pain exists because people can be arrogant and therefore think they are better than others, and may treat people who are "less" cruelly. By being sincere, we can avoid pretences that may lead to conflict in the future.

For suffering to end. The suffering of all people, especially vulnerable people such as children, the disabled, and the elderly, is just sickening to hear about. I understand that illnesses will always occur, that is a fact of life. But the inhumane acts people commit towards another is just baffling. That is just one of the many evils plaguing the world.

For people to be free to realize their potentials.
I guess this relates to Amarya Sen's views on development and happiness. I think that all people should have access to tools that will help them achieve their potential and to realize it if they so will. These tools could be healthcare (to lead a healthy life so that they can live well), education, political rights, proper housing, well-paying jobs, etc.




Hi Tread Softly,

These are wonderful idealistic sentiments. And I love your moniker. We should all tread softly with each other, because maybe god(dess) is in all of us! What do you think? If we all treated each other with the respect due a universal god then things might be better.

I concur with your reasoning and perception on world injustice. One of my interests is novels about Africa and the terrible injustices being perpetrated continuously there every day by tyrants and dictators. Why do these people behave this way? Why can’t Africa change? I guess these tyrants we call ‘evil’ are very selfish and uncaring, are very egotistical. Perhaps they have a distorted sense of self and never had human rights explained to them. There are angry people around the planet who hate the weak and defenceless. Perhaps the weak and defenceless remind the angry ones of their own feelings of being weak and defenceless, so the bullied become the bullies, and power is abused. We have bullies in many of our schools in North America. Authorities and psychological experts don’t seem to be able to resolve the problem.

“...the intent of the very few, most powerful people in the world to maintain imbalances of power and the immense inequality in wealth in order to fulfill their greed.”

Greed is selfishness, another failing brought on by unchecked egos. The few dominate the many unfairly and with inequity. Idealists are said to believe that even the most evil person has a spark of goodness hidden inside. Some days, it’s hard to maintain that faith. What do you think? Is every human redeemable?

Despite all the suffering and injustice, do you have faith in some overriding benign power that joins us all together as humans? I appreciate that it’s hard to find faith for this.

Seems to me that the arrogance and cruelty you speak of people having are again character faults found in egotistical behaviour.

Sincerity as a solution depends upon truthfulness, a love of the truth. I wish more exhibited this.

Maybe, if we work on reducing our egos around the world, and sharing more with others, we can make a better world. But, how to reduce our egos voluntarily? Better education? A different education? Spiritual education? Different conditioning?

The voluntarily committed human atrocities afflicting vulnerable people such as children, the disabled, and the elderly are terrible, and multiply the sufferings of poverty and natural disease. Child soldiers, and rape and mutilation as tactics of war strike me as horrific. Movies like Tears of the Sun detail such atrocities. The question is, should we intervene and protect the innocent and vulnerable through forceful means as they do in the movie? Is stopping the horror a justification for the intervention some states carry out, in this case the U.S.? Does violence and injustice require a greater violence to stop it? Do we justify use of force by applying the maxim, For the Greater Good?
Or, do we turn the other cheek?

Corruption takes many forms. There are even indexes showing which countries are more corrupt than others. I think people commit wrongdoings when their alienated egos tell them there is really no god watching over them and other people, that there is no witness to the atrocities. But I think there is a witness, the perpetrator him/her/self, and the victimized. God, or universal consciousness sees all through all eyes. What do you think? Is god suffering every atrocity along with us through the medium of the perpetrator and the abused? Or, is god distant, uninterested, irrelevant, or non-existant?

A short passage from : “Amartya Sen's Theory of Poverty

There is a lot of high talk about India’s economic progress in the last couple of decades, and we do not contest it either. But the bare fact is that nearly 27.5 per cent of India’s population still lives below the poverty line, and 75 per cent of this, lives in rural areas. Unequal and unjust distribution of wealth has widened the gap between the rich and the poor. Barely 10 per cent of India’s total population holds whopping 33 per cent of India’s total income. India tops the list of ill-fed kids of the world. If we consider the kids below 3 years of age, nearly 46 per cent of them are ill-nourished. A recent report laments that 77 per cent of Indians live on a daily income of Rs.20 only. Unemployment is rising and the number of small-farmers is also continuously rising.
Landless people pose a fresh problem. Illicit transactions related to land are also on rise.
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The pivotal thought of Prof. Sen’s theory of poverty basically can be summed up in very few words. Despite the crucial role of incomes in the advantages enjoyed by different persons, the relationship between income on one hand and the other individual freedoms on the other is neither constant nor in any sense automatic. The different type of contingencies at different points of time lead to the systematic variation in the conversion income into distinct functioning which we can achieve and which we can enjoy.

The developments of Amartya Sen's work may be methodologically demanding to put into practice, but do at least warn against the reductionism of approach being universally followed. Theoretically informed investigations of deprivation at least raise our awareness of what is in danger of being excluded from existing analyses of poverty, and their insights could offer much in the search for sensitive policy prescriptions for poverty relief.”

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I love India and contribute to a Leprosy project in northern India, in a small way. I have been studying Indian philosophy and spirituality most of my life.

Such a spiritually rich country, and yet one so economically struggling! Could it be a trade-off, spiritual values versus economic realities? Do we lose one if we have the other?

I do Kriya Yoga, and read regularly about Indian saints, and India’s history. Renunciation of the world, dissolving the ego, sounds wonderful, but perhaps there is a middle path wherein we deal with both spiritual and monetary issues at the same time, at least for the majority of people. It seems North America is focused on economics and India more on spirituality. But India is modernizing I’ve heard.

 

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POETRY OF FAITH - Mare Rubrum - or: The Holy Grail

Mare RubrumBy Oliver Wendell Holmes

FLASH out a Stream of blood-red wine!— or: THE HOLY GRAIL
For I would drink to other days
And brighter shall their memory shine,
Seen flaming through its crimson blaze.
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The roses die, the Summers fade;
But every ghost of boyhood's dream
By Nature's magic power is laid
To sleep beneath this blood-red stream.
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It filled the purple grapes that lay
And drank the splendors of the sun
Where the long summer's cloudless day
Is mirrored in the broad Garonne;
It pictures still the bacchant shapes
That saw their hoarded sunlight shed,—
The maidens dancing on the grapes,—
Their milk-white ankles splashed with red.
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Beneath these waves of crimson lie,
In rosy fetters prisoned fast,
Those flitting shapes that never die,
The swift-winged visions of the past.
Kiss but the crystal's mystic rim,
Each shadow rends its flowery chain,
Springs in a bubble from its brim
And walks the chambers of the brain.

Poor Beauty! time and fortune's wrong
No form nor feature may withstand,—
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Thy wrecks are scattered all along,
Like emptied sea-shells on the sand;—
Yet, sprinkled with this blushing rain,
The dust restores each blooming girl,
As if the sea-shells moved again
Their glistening lips of pink and pearl.

Here lies the home of school-boy life,
With creaking stair and wind-swept hall,
And, scarred by many a truant knife,
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Our old initials on the wall;
Here rest—their keen vibrations mute—
The shout of voices known so well,
The ringing laugh, the wailing flute,
The chiding of the sharp-tongued bell.

Here, clad in burning robes, are laid
Life's blossomed joys, untimely shed
And here those cherished forms have strayed
We miss awhile, and call them dead.
What wizard fills the maddening glass?
What soil the enchanted clusters grew,
That buried passions wake and pass
In beaded drops of fiery dew?

Nay, take the cup of blood-red wine,—
Our hearts can boast a warmer glow,
Filled from a vintage more divine,—
Calmed, but not chilled by winter's snow!
To-night the palest wave we sip
Rich as the priceless draught shall be
That wet the bride of Cana's lip,—
The wedding wine of Galilee!

 

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POEMS OF FAITH - Do not stand at my grave and weep - Faith in Immortal Spirit

Do not stand at my grave and weep


Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
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I am the gentle autumn rain.
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When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
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Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

Mary Elizabeth Frye

 

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POEMS OF FAITH - William Blake - Auguries of Innocence


William Blake - Auguries of Innocence


To see a world in a grain of sand,
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And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

A robin redbreast in a cage
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Puts all heaven in a rage.

A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.
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A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.


A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
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A fibre from the brain does tear.

A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.

Every wolf's and lion's howl
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Raises from hell a human soul.

The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.
The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,
And yet forgives the butcher's knife.

The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever's fright.

He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be belov'd by men.
He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by woman lov'd.

The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.

The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last judgement draweth nigh.

He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.

The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of envy's foot.

The poison of the honey bee
Is the artist's jealousy.

The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.


It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.

Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine.
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.

The babe is more than swaddling bands;
Every farmer understands.
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;

This is caught by females bright,
And return'd to its own delight.
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.

The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes revenge in realms of death.
The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
Does to rags the heavens tear.


The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.
The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.

One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole nation sell and buy.

He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.


He who respects the infant's faith
Triumphs over hell and death.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons.

The questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to reply.
He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.

The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.
Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.

When gold and gems adorn the plow,
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.
A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
Is to doubt a fit reply.


The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.
He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.

If the sun and moon should doubt,
They'd immediately go out.
To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.

The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.

The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.

Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.


Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.

We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro' the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.

God appears, and God is light,
To those poor souls who dwell in night;
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.


 

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Was a cynic for a little while. Basically a crushed form of my idealism in the sense of nihilism. I believed that human beings were basically the cancer of the Earth. Good thing is people can change and I certainly did. My faith definitely changed my perspective and turned my life around. Now, despite all the thorns in this world, I see the overall beauty and purpose behind it all. :)
 
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FLASHCORE

WHAT WE CALL FLASHCORE IS WHAT WE'RE ON ACTUALLY... ///

COMPUTERS'S INCREASING SPEED LEADS TO MORE AND MORE POWERFUL AUDIO SOFTWARES. THIS HAS FORCED SOME MUSICIANS TO PUT THEIR MUSIC INTO QUESTION - WHILE OTHER COMPOSERS (THE MAINSTREAM ONES) USE THOSE SHARPER TOOLS ONLY TO RE-CREATE THE SAME PATTERNS SINCE YEARS.

IT'S TIME TO ACTUALLY RETHINK MUSIC AS SOMETHING THAT CLEARLY GOES BEYOND THE IDEA OF HARMONY AND RYTHM.

WE ARE ACTUALLY MUCH MORE INTERESTED IN ANY ACTION ON AIR MOLECULES THAT WIDENS THE FIELD OF CONSCIOUSNESS THAN INTO MUSIC THOUGHT AS AN END IN ITSELF.

WHAT IS TRULLY INTERESTING WITH THE NEW GENERATION OF SOFTWARES IS THE POSSIBILITY TO SHORTEN THE TIME IT TAKES FOR MENTAL IMAGES TO COME AND TO INVENT NEW FORMS OF MENTAL REPRESENTATIONS. FOR INSTANCE, REAL-TIME MORPHING TOOLS CAN OPEN NEW WAYS OF EXPLORING THE INTRACACIES OF OUR FACULTY TO ASSOCIATE SOME IDEAS WITH OTHERS, AS WELL AS GRANULAR SYNTHESIS HAS ALLOWED TIME TO BE THOUGHT AS NOTHIND MORE THAN A SUBJECTIVE POSSIBILITY : NOTHING MORE THAN THE LENGHT WE WISH IT TO LAST.

FLASHCORE IS THE SPATIAL AND TEMPORAL CONCEPTION OF AIR LANDSCAPES OF WHICH ' SONIC ATOMS' (=THE SMALLEST PARTICLE OF SOUND WHICH IS THOUGHT AS AN ENTITY IN ITSELF) ARE BEING CONTROLLED WITH THE EXCLUSIVE AIM OF MAKING US EXPLORE OUR MINDS AND PERCEIVE ANY KIND OF TRANSCENDANCE. AS FOR ATOMIC ENERGY OR DRUG ACTION, WE ARE REACHING A POINT WHERE IT'S POSSIBLE TO PROVOKE NANO-AUDIO-EXPLOSIONS WITH QUIETE SOME BIG RESULTS FOR THE MINDS.

OUR CELLS ARE NOT AWARE OF THE UNITY OF OUR OWN CONSCIOUSNESS. BUT THEY'RE ACTING 'AS IF', FOR THE SAKE OF WHAT WE THINK IS OURSELVES - OUR UNIQUE 'BEYOND EVERYTHING' EGO - AND ARE NOT SO MUCH DISTURBED BY THE POSSIBLE NON SENSE OF THE TASK. ARE WE, HUMANS, AWARE OF ANY SIMILAR TRANSCENDANCE ? IS THERE ANY SUPERIOR CONCEPT FOR WHICH WE WOULD WORK ?

IF SO, I WOULD BELIEVE THAT THING IS ONLY A PART OF SOMETHING ABOVE, AND SO ON, DRAWING KIND OF A FRACTALIAN STRUCTURE WHICH IS ABSOLUTLY NOT CONCEIVABLE BY OUR LIMITED MINDS. I FEEL IT AS A PERSONNAL EMERGENCY TO FLY OVER THERE. AND FLASHCORE COULD HELP, FOR SURE. THE EXTATIC PLEASURE WE FEEL RECEIVING THE MESSAGE FROM THE AIR MOLECULES IS A STEP TOWARDS SUCH META UNDERSTANDING. WHAT'S THE MEANING OF BEAUTY ?



Musical version of futurist manifesto.
 
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Om, en mon avis, c'est la réponse en tout ce qui concerne la musique

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Bonjour no_id
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A mon avis (In my opinion - IMO) tu as des belles idées dans ton discours. La discussion de la nature de son est bien importante.

J’ai écouté la musique que tu nous as fournie. Je suis d’accord avec l’élargissement de notre champ de conscience.
WIDENS THE FIELD OF CONSCIOUSNESS



Je crois qu’il y a un son fondamental, ce qui est l’OM, ou, connu en autres cultures en tant que, Amen, Amin, et Omain. De toute façon, c’est quelque chose que nous avons en commun. Derrière ce son, il n’y a que le grande silence de divin/le grand mystère, duquel vient tous les sons, incluant le son de base, l’OM. Chaque atome vibre, elle chante. Ce n’est pas nécessaire d’avoir un médium comme l’air pour que l’essence du son existe. Il ya quelque chose dans chacun(e) qui s’appelle le son jamais frappé (the unstruck sound), d’origine mystérieuse. Pour que nos oreilles entendent les sons, l’air est une nécessité afin que les rarefactions er les compressions de l’air font vibrer le tympan. Mais, même si nous étions des sourds, le son des atomes, et les électrons qui tournent autour des nuclei dans chacun de tes atomes continueraient. Et le son du moteur de l’univers, l’Om, continuerait. C’est immortel, cette fréquence de base, en dehors de déscription. Pendant les millénaires les méditateurs ont découvert la même chose.

Qu’est-ce qu-il ya dans ce que nous appelons l’air? Il ya des gaz, par exemple l’azote, le hydrogène, l’oxygène. Ces gaz passent les vibrations à nos oreilles. A un niveau plus fin, neurologiquement, celles sont des signales neuro-électriques qui courent à travers nos neurones qui deviennent les sons dans nos cortex auditoires. L’univers que nous percevons n’est qu’à la fin, des signaux(ales) électriques interprétés par nos cerveaux en tant que la musique. De plus, l’estimation des sons qui arrivent à notre cerveau dépend des préférences de celui/celle/-là qui écoute. Ce n’est pas tous les sons que l’on considère de la musique. Alors, c’est très peu satisfaisant de ne pas aimer tous les sons qui nous arrivent. Pourtant, si on cherche la base de tous ces sons, et comprend ce qui c’est un son unifiant, l’Om, alors, il y a de la joie pure. Toute différence est résolue. Il n’y a rien de nouveau dans l’univers. L’organisation d’une série de sons pourrait avoir l’air originale, mais c’est trompeur. La base de tout son, l’OM, est, et a toujours été là, c’est immortel. Alors, cherchons des sons de plus en plus simples jusqu’à ce qu’on arrive à l’Om.

TIME TO BE THOUGHT AS NOTHIND MORE THAN A SUBJECTIVE POSSIBILITY : NOTHING MORE THAN THE LENGHT WE WISH IT TO LAST.

Là, je suis d’accord. Le temps est totellement sujectif, un construct artificiel. Je considère l’espace d’être aussi subjectif.








OUR CELLS ARE NOT AWARE OF THE UNITY OF OUR OWN CONSCIOUSNESS. BUT THEY'RE ACTING 'AS IF', FOR THE SAKE OF WHAT WE THINK IS OURSELVES - OUR UNIQUE 'BEYOND EVERYTHING' EGO -

Les cellules peuvent être réveillées individuellement et chacune devient un univers, selon les yogis. Ces univers entrelacent et l’éveil devient total pour le corps entier. Je reserve le terme ‘ego’ pour ce qui nous bloque de la connaissance totale de notre Grand Soi. Le Grand Soi est ainsi au-delà de l’ego. C’est l’ego que nous, en erreur, considérons ‘unique’, mais en fait l’ego est un soi illusoire. A la fin, nous faisons partie d’une seule conscience béatifique divine. L’ego, c’est un ombre seulement.



SUPERIOR CONCEPT

L’esprit mental en opposition avec l’esprit spirituel est composé de concepts. Supérieur à tous ces concepts, c’est le divin, indescriptible, dans le royaume de l’esprit spirituel. C’est au-delà de tout concept.




FRACTALIAN STRUCTURE WHICH IS ABSOLUTLY NOT CONCEIVABLE BY OUR LIMITED MINDS.

Là, je suis bien d’accord. Les fractales nous dirigent vers l’infinitude, la répétition ad infinitum. L’esprit (mental=ego) est dans la finitude. La vérité ultime est inconceivable par un esprit (mentale) coincé dans la finitude.


THE EXTATIC PLEASURE WE FEEL RECEIVING THE MESSAGE FROM THE AIR MOLECULES IS A STEP TOWARDS SUCH META UNDERSTANDING. WHAT'S THE MEANING OF BEAUTY ?

Cela me plaît de t’entendre parler d’une ecstase que nous nous resentissons et de la beauté en même temps, parce que ces mots nous indiquent la vérité ultime unifiée. Nous sommes Conscience ecstatique, en mon avis.



De l’Inde, les Upanishads:

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I will give you the Word all the scriptures
Glorify… Those in whose hearts OM reverberates
Unceasingly are indeed blessed
And deeply loved as one who is the Self.
The all-knowing Self was never born,
Nor will it die. Beyond cause and effect,
This Self is eternal and immutable.
When the body dies, the Self does not die. (86)



De l’Inde aussi, un yogi, Yogananda:


Om

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Whence, whence this soundless roar doth come,
When drowseth matter's dreary drum?
On shores of bliss, Om, booming, breaks!
All earth, all heaven, all body shakes!
Cords bound to flesh are broken all,
Vibrations burst, meteors fall!
The hustling heart, the boasting breath,
No more shall cause the yogi's death;
All nature lies in darkness soft,
Dimness of starlight seen aloft;
Subconscious dreams have gone to bed...
'Tis then that one doth hear Om's tread;
The bumble-bee now hums along—
Hark! Baby Om doth sing His song!
From Krishna's flute the call is sweet:
'Tis time the Watery God to meet!
Now, the God of Fire is singing!
Om! Om! Om! His harp is ringing.
God of Prana now is sounding—
Wondrous, breathing-bells resounding!
O! Upward climb the living tree;
Hark to the cosmic symphony.
From Om, the soundless roar! From Om
The call for light o'er dark to roam.
From Om the music of the spheres!
From Om the mist of nature's tears!
All things of earth and heaven declare,
Om! Om! Resounding everywhere!



 

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Poetry ------ Om



POEMS OF FAITH FROM THE EAST






An Indian yogi, Yogananda:

January 5, 1893 – March 7, 1952


Om

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Whence, whence this soundless roar doth come,
When drowseth matter's dreary drum?
On shores of bliss, Om, booming, breaks!
All earth, all heaven, all body shakes!
Cords bound to flesh are broken all,
Vibrations burst, meteors fall!
The hustling heart, the boasting breath,
No more shall cause the yogi's death;
All nature lies in darkness soft,
Dimness of starlight seen aloft;
Subconscious dreams have gone to bed...
'Tis then that one doth hear Om's tread;
The bumble-bee now hums along—
Hark! Baby Om doth sing His song!
From Krishna's flute the call is sweet:
'Tis time the Watery God to meet!
Now, the God of Fire is singing!
Om! Om! Om! His harp is ringing.
God of Prana now is sounding—
Wondrous, breathing-bells resounding!
O! Upward climb the living tree;
Hark to the cosmic symphony.
From Om, the soundless roar! From Om
The call for light o'er dark to roam.
From Om the music of the spheres!
From Om the mist of nature's tears!
All things of earth and heaven declare,
Om! Om! Resounding everywhere!
 
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