The Kundalini of Mother Earth was waking up. It was waking up the world, and everyone's kundalini was taking off. These were heady times. The good were getting better and the bad were getting worse. That's really what the guy Dickens meant.
The magnetic North Pole was moving so rapidly they had to do an unplanned global software update so the gps satellites stayed on track. The electromagnetic charge of the planet was going haywire. The Schumann resonance, the planetary frequency, had doubled in the last two years. Antarctica was melting, and rumors abounded that something had been found down there...
Bastante Solipsis Marquez knew what was buried in Antarctica. He'd worked there in his youth, as a subcontractor for the Government. The sun stayed in the sky all day and all night for five months, and then set in a slow month long circle, ending in total darkness that lasted five months.
and at some point during his year long tour of duty, he'd been shown pyramids deep beneath the ice. They were on, and running. He didn't know what that meant. He felt he'd been brainwashed.
The Pyramids were on and running, and they were powering a grid of some kind. Nothing made sense. Absolutely nothing made sense. Ancient sites around the planet far older than mainstream history allows for. The flagrant war crimes of Iraq and Libya. The inside job of 9/11. Privately owned Federal Reserves. What the hell.
This is what Bastante thought he remembered:
There was an intergalactic war a long time ago, as the last galactic empire collapsed. The last days of the war saw some kind of retreat to our solar system, where a final battle seemed to take place. Around our sun, a planet was destroyed, and another partially so. The partially destroyed planet hurtled through the solar system, may have slammed into Earth or the moon... anyways it ended up in parts, with the solid core orbiting close to the Sun as Mercury and the gas further out as Venus. The destroyed planet forms the asteroid belt outside Mars. Mars was once inhabited. It seems like the same entities that wanted to control the galaxy wanted to control at least mars, and they destroyed it rather than lose it, and came to earth...
And who built the pyramids? The really ancient ones? Bastante got headaches and sweats thinking about it. He remembered things, but he was being brainwashed by the CIA and couldn't find his own thoughts. There might be surgical implants in his body that a government agency had installed; he suspected so. It felt like his body was rejecting them. He was lit up with kundalini; he would lay awake at night getting thrown about into extreme yoga poses by his own energy. He would work and sweat for hours, and awake feeling refreshed.
Bastante Solipsis Marquez was an extraterrestrial.
He was a higher dimensional being inhabiting a human body. It was nuts. He was remembering that he was actually a higher dimensional being inhabiting a human body, and his whole human ego was just burning up in flames around him. It was hilarious, from the perspective of that which wasn't him. The extraterrestrial perspective recognized the human ego as a limitation and was gently and meticulously polishing it into submission.
Bastante had been born of a woman, but was being born again as a cosmic being, whose mother was Devi, whose father was Brahman. His kundalini was awake; he was awake and lucidly dreaming within the dream. He was the maha-avatar; he remembered crash-landing his ship here on Earth, he remembered the space wars, and the cloning, and the reason for the whole experiment, he remembered his mission, and his destiny in this human lifetime, for he saw deep within himself and he saw only Krishna. By which I mean the spirit of irresistible attraction to the Divine. Bastante Solipsis Marquez was permeated with the Divine, and was imbued with irresistible attraction. But he knew that breeding was a ruse that he himself had invented...
Thursday, February 28, 2019
Saturday, February 23, 2019
the Mahan Tantrik
Tantra is the art of annihilating ones enemies by making allies out of them. This is the path to true victory - victory over conflict itself.
In game theory, over a long enough time line, cooperation evolves as the ideal competitive strategy between opposing entities. This is tantra.
Where there is no defense, there can be no attack. This is tantra.
Where there is no attack, there is no defense. This is tantra.
Tantra is the inverse pedagogy by which the teacher treats the student as a friend and fellow teacher, and behaves as a fellow student.
Tantra is the path of cooperation between conflicting, opposing opposites.
Tantra is the infinite, intimate, relationship between opposites that heals all opposites, and heals relationship itself, within the fractal hologram of the cosmos.
Wherever there is wisdom and knowledge, truth and ignorance, there evolves a hierarchy of student and teacher. This hierarchy evolves into a duality which ultimates competes with, and attempts to annihilate, one another. The student depends on the teacher, and the teacher depends on the student. This is the fundamental social structure, the fundamental organizational hierarchy. And this is the fundamental insecurity, for this is true cultural codependence. Codependence is fear.
This is the birth of the householder/monastic dichotomy; the harsh choice between spiritual life and worldly life that we see throughout ancient cultures and civilizations. The student is the householder, providing for the worldly needs of both student and teacher. The teacher is the monastic, having retired from worldly concerns, benefiting from the patronage of the student. This is the fundamental cultural duality, the fundamental cultural opposition. It is easy to see which side of the equation might feel insecure, and go on a power trip...
To overcome the structural inequality inherent in teaching, Bastante Solipsis Marquez needed to find a way to not teach at all, but simply have a good time and entertain people. He needed to make friends with everyone, and basically embody the ecologically sustainable good time everyone wanted to emulate.
According to tantra, teaching spirituality is not about getting worldly people to be more spiritual. Thats a super ineffective way to go about it. According to tantra, teaching spirituality is about getting worldly people to notice the way you walk through the world, and be such a positive force in their lives that like curious horses, they stick their heads over fences they've built themselves to find out what the truth is.
In game theory, over a long enough time line, cooperation evolves as the ideal competitive strategy between opposing entities. This is tantra.
Where there is no defense, there can be no attack. This is tantra.
Where there is no attack, there is no defense. This is tantra.
Tantra is the inverse pedagogy by which the teacher treats the student as a friend and fellow teacher, and behaves as a fellow student.
Tantra is the path of cooperation between conflicting, opposing opposites.
Tantra is the infinite, intimate, relationship between opposites that heals all opposites, and heals relationship itself, within the fractal hologram of the cosmos.
Wherever there is wisdom and knowledge, truth and ignorance, there evolves a hierarchy of student and teacher. This hierarchy evolves into a duality which ultimates competes with, and attempts to annihilate, one another. The student depends on the teacher, and the teacher depends on the student. This is the fundamental social structure, the fundamental organizational hierarchy. And this is the fundamental insecurity, for this is true cultural codependence. Codependence is fear.
This is the birth of the householder/monastic dichotomy; the harsh choice between spiritual life and worldly life that we see throughout ancient cultures and civilizations. The student is the householder, providing for the worldly needs of both student and teacher. The teacher is the monastic, having retired from worldly concerns, benefiting from the patronage of the student. This is the fundamental cultural duality, the fundamental cultural opposition. It is easy to see which side of the equation might feel insecure, and go on a power trip...
To overcome the structural inequality inherent in teaching, Bastante Solipsis Marquez needed to find a way to not teach at all, but simply have a good time and entertain people. He needed to make friends with everyone, and basically embody the ecologically sustainable good time everyone wanted to emulate.
According to tantra, teaching spirituality is not about getting worldly people to be more spiritual. Thats a super ineffective way to go about it. According to tantra, teaching spirituality is about getting worldly people to notice the way you walk through the world, and be such a positive force in their lives that like curious horses, they stick their heads over fences they've built themselves to find out what the truth is.
Friday, February 22, 2019
The Rainbow King
Physical reality was manufactured by a consortium of vested interests: namely, the four elements of earth, air, fire, and water. These four elements cooperatively created physical reality, and all therein. The four elements then incarnated as two-legged avatars:
The water element came into the world from the East, from the beginning, a flowing river, the Yellow tribes, the tribes of Knowledge and Wisdom, the simple and impossible Way;
The fire element came from the West, ancient, fearsome, warlike, the Red tribes, the Thunderbirds, the tribes of Song and Prayer;
The earth element arose from the depths, as the world all other beings came into; a fecund, rich and egolessly sensual world, which all others merged into and out of, into and fed from, the tribes of the South, the Black tribes of the Night, the Forest, and the Womb;
The air element came into the world from the North, the clouds and the wind came over the mountains, burning white, the tribes of Power and Truth, the White tribes of Shining Light, consuming everything before them...
these four elementals, having warred eternally with no victory, determined to create healthy relationship and ultimately incarnated as the various directions and then again as the various peoples inhabiting the various directions, and so on, the universe being a multidimensional, mind-made fractal of itself and so on.
The point of the evolutionary experiment was the noble aim of breeding a species composed of all four elements, a conscious living breathing being composed of all four elements. It worked, and the World of the Four Directions came into being, and the Rainbow Warriors of the Light moved in and made themselves at home...
...and after what seemed like a very long time, long after the Dark Lords of Materialism had overthrown the Dharma, and the Empire of Mammon had reigned for what seemed cosmically like forever, the armies of the Rainbow Warriors of the Light began once again to gather together, and pray together, and smoke the peace pipe, and practice the art of noble silence, and the vibration of aum, and the sharing of prasad. And the tantriks and tantrikas danced and sang, and the true aghoris amongst them got drunk and got laid. And through the passion of the senses, genetic hybrids were bred, and continue to enthusiastically breed, with such tremendous success and enthusiasm that in the end, nothing can stop it, as it were. It can't be stopped, it can only be contained. Containing the passion of the senses is yoga.
The ancient order of warrior sannyasins who chose to enter this "human" dimensional matrix out of compassion, in order to benefit sentient beings, pretty much knew they would forget their true nature, get addicted to the world, and might never come back. pretty much everyone who voluntarily goes back into samsara gets sucked into the desire realm; that's its nature, after all. You might graduate once out of ten chances, or maybe once out of a hundred, or a thousand. Sexual desire was that seductive.
So, before being born into the human world of desire, these warrior sannyasins gathered together before birth in the vast wilderness spaces of nature, celebrating spiritual life, and out of these enormous spiritual gatherings evolved a consensus, which eventually cohered into a simple plan of action that was effortlessly set into motion by the Rainbow King.
The plan was this: Reincarnate as humans, get born out of a human womb, take over the physical world and its entire plane of existence, and reintroduce the dharma. And do so nonviolently, by competing for attention in the open market. They would win market share by giving the customer what the customer really wants: an awesome, magical, healthy world, and a good time to be had by all.
Capturing people's attention through entertainment. We don't teach anyone by forcing them to pay attention. Or rather, we teach them what we ourselves need to learn. Pedagogy - the study of how people learn - tells us that meeting people where they are at is the key principle in effectively communicating instructions in such a way as to be heard, and gratefully understood. Just as in conflict, making friends with the other is the prerequisite for conflict resolution. If you're telling the truth but you're being pushy, then its not the whole truth. If it doesn't make them dance then its not the whole truth. The full truth is here now and no where else, and its unbelievable. Just gently show people the truth, and they will see it for precisely what it is. This is the superiority of the Tao over the Logos, for in language one must build a tower of words, whereas in poetry one may build a picture with colors and sounds. So thought the Rainbow King, who through intense tapas, his spiritual sadhana, had made quite a notorious mystic of himself. His sadhana had first convinced him of the necessity of inspiring people by having a good time with life, and then provided him with the tools by which he felt inspired and capable of inspiration. He was the Logos, after all - the sound of the Truth. He didn't teach the truth, he embodied it, in such a way that people were inspired to be present and experience his embodiment.
From a teacher's perspective, the learning must be first and foremost a good time. It must be enjoyable; the kind of thing one looks forward to. Bastante Solipsis Marquez was selling the Dharma; He was out there selling a civilization built on meditation, a true sustainable civilization, and he didn't need to be pushy, for he knew that sustainable civilization was destined to sell itself, it didn't really need his help. And if the dharma was square, something you couldn't laugh at and take your clothes off in front of, then it wasn't any good for people. People needed the real Dharma, the one you could taste that made your belly feel light and full and your heart strong and your mind clear, so you could take the next step on the path...
Meeting the 'you' where the 'you' is at, not where the 'i' wants the 'you' to be. This is tantra. This is the non dual experience, continually emptying mental contents into the contextual background of former mental contents...
By allowing opposites to be healed by the very differences that distinguish them, we re-open the obvious, ancient, new, way through the fabric of conscious reality. This is the accelerated path, the 'backwards' way to wholeness - by starting with opposites and bonding them with a mutual paradox, we encounter non dual wholeness.
We literally kill opposition with kindness. We annihilate our enemies by making allies out of them. Cooperation outcompetes competition itself. Over the long term, love is stronger than fear. When there is no defense, there is no attack. Where there is no attack, there is no defense. True victory is victory over conflict itself. This is the superior relationship between self and other, between small self and the witness, between subject and object, between yin and yang, ego and atman...
As we begin to meditate, we observe the mind wandering away, and then we observe the witness that notices the mind has wandered away. And here is the root of all conflict: the paradoxical duality of the mind observing the mind wandering away. This is the fundamental neurosis of the ego: the ego is a feedback loop and cannot be identified by the ego. In meditation, the meditator observes the mind wandering away and observes the witness of the mind wandering away, and an infinite feedback loop of minds is observed by an infinite feedback loop of minds... and rather than a confrontational, schizophrenic attitude, the mind learns to forgive itself, and have compassion for itself, and ultimately enjoy itself - "Hello, old friend, I see you've come to visit me again," the mind says to itself as it catches itself in the mirror...
The mind observing the mind is the primordial war between opposites. The mind observes the mind wandering away. The mind wandering away is Lucifer. The mind observing is God. God observes Lucifer wandering away. How does God respond? God is wrathful, at first, and judgmental, but over time God becomes more tolerant, and compassionate, and ultimately forgiving... until ultimately God's relationship with Lucifer is like that of the Prodigal Son, and God patiently waits for Lucifer to return home, and out of this patient waiting is born a benevolent sense of humor. Lucifer wanders away, and God laughs gently, calling out his name, "Hello, old friend, I see you wandered away again..." and the mind observing the mind becomes nonjudgmental, and compassionate, and loving.
And two things happen: First, God becomes more loving and tolerant, and second, Lucifer stops turning his back to God and wandering away. The mind observing the mind becomes a continuous, healing, self-fulfilling feedback loop of open and accepting consciousness coming into contact with open and accepting consciousness, which is none other than itself. The mind observing the mind then becomes like pouring water into water, the sacred non dual act of mahamudra, the pinnacle of Dzogchen.
"Hello, old friend, I see you've come to visit me again," Bastante would say in the mirror every chance he got, just to remind himself of his own dualistic nature. He said it to himself constantly while he meditated. A thought would arise, and the mind would look for its cause and see... only mind! It would see itself staring right back at him. And rather than trying to be both of them at the same time, which was headachey and impossible, he simply let go and followed the breath out of the mind into the body, The breath was the paradoxical expansion and contraction. The breath was path out of the dualistic logic of the psyche into the non dual experience of the soma.
The body. The living Temple. The manifestation of Truth. The soma allowed Bastante to merge into himself, like water being poured into water. He knew enough at this point in the game to abandon looking for himself, and was deeply satisfied with pouring himself into himself, like pouring water into water, which is simply poured into water, which finds itself poured into water... It was the state of non duality. Bastante Solipsis Marquez found in this non dual state true happiness, relief from the suffering that is thinking. Bastante found relief from the suffering of the thinking mind in the Dzogchen practice of non duality, and stepped on the clutch in his mind, and shifted out of gear into neutral, and simply stayed there, suspending the citta vrittis, the mental chatter, the fluctuations of the mind... Bastante was awake, with an empty mind perpetually filling itself and emptying itself back out again, like a tide coming in and going out with every breath...
Bastante Solipsis Marquez spontaneously entered into the state of Maha Mudra, and stayed there.
And now that he was empty, he remembered everything.
Krishna was back.
He had reincarnated.
Thus began the new Sat Yuga. They called him Quetzalcoatl, they called him the mahan tantrik, they said he was the reincarnated Maharaji. He had ptsd from the stress of it all, and encouraged everyone to chill out and avoid caffeine and alcohol. Once and a while he showed up at an open mic, but mostly he just kept to himself and posted online.
But the art of love always attracts attention, and people were starting to notice...
The water element came into the world from the East, from the beginning, a flowing river, the Yellow tribes, the tribes of Knowledge and Wisdom, the simple and impossible Way;
The fire element came from the West, ancient, fearsome, warlike, the Red tribes, the Thunderbirds, the tribes of Song and Prayer;
The earth element arose from the depths, as the world all other beings came into; a fecund, rich and egolessly sensual world, which all others merged into and out of, into and fed from, the tribes of the South, the Black tribes of the Night, the Forest, and the Womb;
The air element came into the world from the North, the clouds and the wind came over the mountains, burning white, the tribes of Power and Truth, the White tribes of Shining Light, consuming everything before them...
these four elementals, having warred eternally with no victory, determined to create healthy relationship and ultimately incarnated as the various directions and then again as the various peoples inhabiting the various directions, and so on, the universe being a multidimensional, mind-made fractal of itself and so on.
The point of the evolutionary experiment was the noble aim of breeding a species composed of all four elements, a conscious living breathing being composed of all four elements. It worked, and the World of the Four Directions came into being, and the Rainbow Warriors of the Light moved in and made themselves at home...
...and after what seemed like a very long time, long after the Dark Lords of Materialism had overthrown the Dharma, and the Empire of Mammon had reigned for what seemed cosmically like forever, the armies of the Rainbow Warriors of the Light began once again to gather together, and pray together, and smoke the peace pipe, and practice the art of noble silence, and the vibration of aum, and the sharing of prasad. And the tantriks and tantrikas danced and sang, and the true aghoris amongst them got drunk and got laid. And through the passion of the senses, genetic hybrids were bred, and continue to enthusiastically breed, with such tremendous success and enthusiasm that in the end, nothing can stop it, as it were. It can't be stopped, it can only be contained. Containing the passion of the senses is yoga.
The ancient order of warrior sannyasins who chose to enter this "human" dimensional matrix out of compassion, in order to benefit sentient beings, pretty much knew they would forget their true nature, get addicted to the world, and might never come back. pretty much everyone who voluntarily goes back into samsara gets sucked into the desire realm; that's its nature, after all. You might graduate once out of ten chances, or maybe once out of a hundred, or a thousand. Sexual desire was that seductive.
So, before being born into the human world of desire, these warrior sannyasins gathered together before birth in the vast wilderness spaces of nature, celebrating spiritual life, and out of these enormous spiritual gatherings evolved a consensus, which eventually cohered into a simple plan of action that was effortlessly set into motion by the Rainbow King.
The plan was this: Reincarnate as humans, get born out of a human womb, take over the physical world and its entire plane of existence, and reintroduce the dharma. And do so nonviolently, by competing for attention in the open market. They would win market share by giving the customer what the customer really wants: an awesome, magical, healthy world, and a good time to be had by all.
Capturing people's attention through entertainment. We don't teach anyone by forcing them to pay attention. Or rather, we teach them what we ourselves need to learn. Pedagogy - the study of how people learn - tells us that meeting people where they are at is the key principle in effectively communicating instructions in such a way as to be heard, and gratefully understood. Just as in conflict, making friends with the other is the prerequisite for conflict resolution. If you're telling the truth but you're being pushy, then its not the whole truth. If it doesn't make them dance then its not the whole truth. The full truth is here now and no where else, and its unbelievable. Just gently show people the truth, and they will see it for precisely what it is. This is the superiority of the Tao over the Logos, for in language one must build a tower of words, whereas in poetry one may build a picture with colors and sounds. So thought the Rainbow King, who through intense tapas, his spiritual sadhana, had made quite a notorious mystic of himself. His sadhana had first convinced him of the necessity of inspiring people by having a good time with life, and then provided him with the tools by which he felt inspired and capable of inspiration. He was the Logos, after all - the sound of the Truth. He didn't teach the truth, he embodied it, in such a way that people were inspired to be present and experience his embodiment.
From a teacher's perspective, the learning must be first and foremost a good time. It must be enjoyable; the kind of thing one looks forward to. Bastante Solipsis Marquez was selling the Dharma; He was out there selling a civilization built on meditation, a true sustainable civilization, and he didn't need to be pushy, for he knew that sustainable civilization was destined to sell itself, it didn't really need his help. And if the dharma was square, something you couldn't laugh at and take your clothes off in front of, then it wasn't any good for people. People needed the real Dharma, the one you could taste that made your belly feel light and full and your heart strong and your mind clear, so you could take the next step on the path...
Meeting the 'you' where the 'you' is at, not where the 'i' wants the 'you' to be. This is tantra. This is the non dual experience, continually emptying mental contents into the contextual background of former mental contents...
By allowing opposites to be healed by the very differences that distinguish them, we re-open the obvious, ancient, new, way through the fabric of conscious reality. This is the accelerated path, the 'backwards' way to wholeness - by starting with opposites and bonding them with a mutual paradox, we encounter non dual wholeness.
We literally kill opposition with kindness. We annihilate our enemies by making allies out of them. Cooperation outcompetes competition itself. Over the long term, love is stronger than fear. When there is no defense, there is no attack. Where there is no attack, there is no defense. True victory is victory over conflict itself. This is the superior relationship between self and other, between small self and the witness, between subject and object, between yin and yang, ego and atman...
As we begin to meditate, we observe the mind wandering away, and then we observe the witness that notices the mind has wandered away. And here is the root of all conflict: the paradoxical duality of the mind observing the mind wandering away. This is the fundamental neurosis of the ego: the ego is a feedback loop and cannot be identified by the ego. In meditation, the meditator observes the mind wandering away and observes the witness of the mind wandering away, and an infinite feedback loop of minds is observed by an infinite feedback loop of minds... and rather than a confrontational, schizophrenic attitude, the mind learns to forgive itself, and have compassion for itself, and ultimately enjoy itself - "Hello, old friend, I see you've come to visit me again," the mind says to itself as it catches itself in the mirror...
The mind observing the mind is the primordial war between opposites. The mind observes the mind wandering away. The mind wandering away is Lucifer. The mind observing is God. God observes Lucifer wandering away. How does God respond? God is wrathful, at first, and judgmental, but over time God becomes more tolerant, and compassionate, and ultimately forgiving... until ultimately God's relationship with Lucifer is like that of the Prodigal Son, and God patiently waits for Lucifer to return home, and out of this patient waiting is born a benevolent sense of humor. Lucifer wanders away, and God laughs gently, calling out his name, "Hello, old friend, I see you wandered away again..." and the mind observing the mind becomes nonjudgmental, and compassionate, and loving.
And two things happen: First, God becomes more loving and tolerant, and second, Lucifer stops turning his back to God and wandering away. The mind observing the mind becomes a continuous, healing, self-fulfilling feedback loop of open and accepting consciousness coming into contact with open and accepting consciousness, which is none other than itself. The mind observing the mind then becomes like pouring water into water, the sacred non dual act of mahamudra, the pinnacle of Dzogchen.
"Hello, old friend, I see you've come to visit me again," Bastante would say in the mirror every chance he got, just to remind himself of his own dualistic nature. He said it to himself constantly while he meditated. A thought would arise, and the mind would look for its cause and see... only mind! It would see itself staring right back at him. And rather than trying to be both of them at the same time, which was headachey and impossible, he simply let go and followed the breath out of the mind into the body, The breath was the paradoxical expansion and contraction. The breath was path out of the dualistic logic of the psyche into the non dual experience of the soma.
The body. The living Temple. The manifestation of Truth. The soma allowed Bastante to merge into himself, like water being poured into water. He knew enough at this point in the game to abandon looking for himself, and was deeply satisfied with pouring himself into himself, like pouring water into water, which is simply poured into water, which finds itself poured into water... It was the state of non duality. Bastante Solipsis Marquez found in this non dual state true happiness, relief from the suffering that is thinking. Bastante found relief from the suffering of the thinking mind in the Dzogchen practice of non duality, and stepped on the clutch in his mind, and shifted out of gear into neutral, and simply stayed there, suspending the citta vrittis, the mental chatter, the fluctuations of the mind... Bastante was awake, with an empty mind perpetually filling itself and emptying itself back out again, like a tide coming in and going out with every breath...
Bastante Solipsis Marquez spontaneously entered into the state of Maha Mudra, and stayed there.
And now that he was empty, he remembered everything.
Krishna was back.
He had reincarnated.
Thus began the new Sat Yuga. They called him Quetzalcoatl, they called him the mahan tantrik, they said he was the reincarnated Maharaji. He had ptsd from the stress of it all, and encouraged everyone to chill out and avoid caffeine and alcohol. Once and a while he showed up at an open mic, but mostly he just kept to himself and posted online.
But the art of love always attracts attention, and people were starting to notice...
Sunday, February 10, 2019
how black holes are born
Imagine a mirror that reflected everything back to itself. Imagine that this mirror was imperishable and timeless, forever reflecting samsara back to itself, forever remaining in the world without ever being of the world.
Imagine pouring water into water.
Now imagine this mirror looking so deeply into infinity that eventually it goes all the way around itself, and sees itself in the other side of the mirror! As the mirror sees itself, and knows it is seeing itself, it stops being a mirror and becomes a black hole.
This is how Bastante Solipsis Marquez described the Buddhist theory of interdependence, or mutual causality. Nothing can ever be predicted because everything is constantly causing everything to be, and with infinite variables, everything is always becoming unpredictably new and unknown and promptly growing into something else anyway.
According to quantum mechanics, subject influences object and object influences subject, and influences are mental. Consciousness influences quantum "particles", which are actually energy waves capable of manifesting physicality at a moment's notice. In fact, that very act of mentally naming a wave makes a particle out of it! Mutual causality in the Buddhist theory of Interdependence states that subject and object are co-causes of all effects, while also being - not merely effected by all causes, but - mere effects of all causes. No ego needed.
There is, from a technical perspective, in the whole universe, nobody doing anything. There is merely universal doing.
Mutual causality in the Buddhist theory of Interdependence states that phenomenal reality - that is, the perceiver perceiving the perceived - is mutually causal, and thus nonlinear, paradoxical, and unreal.
The real is found far beneath the waves of the unreal. Neither the perceiver nor the perceived really exist. There is no 'you' or 'me'. The real is found only when empty perceiving perceives empty perceiving, like water being poured into water.
Like I in I. Like atman being poured as oblation into Brahman. Like I being poured as oblation into I.
Thoughts were things, he taught the people, and the people began to start seriously having a good time, regardless of circumstance, and low and behold circumstances continued to improve.
And so this Buddhist theory of Interdependence started catching some attention.
He was getting famous as a yoga teacher.
Imagine pouring water into water.
Now imagine this mirror looking so deeply into infinity that eventually it goes all the way around itself, and sees itself in the other side of the mirror! As the mirror sees itself, and knows it is seeing itself, it stops being a mirror and becomes a black hole.
This is how Bastante Solipsis Marquez described the Buddhist theory of interdependence, or mutual causality. Nothing can ever be predicted because everything is constantly causing everything to be, and with infinite variables, everything is always becoming unpredictably new and unknown and promptly growing into something else anyway.
According to quantum mechanics, subject influences object and object influences subject, and influences are mental. Consciousness influences quantum "particles", which are actually energy waves capable of manifesting physicality at a moment's notice. In fact, that very act of mentally naming a wave makes a particle out of it! Mutual causality in the Buddhist theory of Interdependence states that subject and object are co-causes of all effects, while also being - not merely effected by all causes, but - mere effects of all causes. No ego needed.
There is, from a technical perspective, in the whole universe, nobody doing anything. There is merely universal doing.
Mutual causality in the Buddhist theory of Interdependence states that phenomenal reality - that is, the perceiver perceiving the perceived - is mutually causal, and thus nonlinear, paradoxical, and unreal.
The real is found far beneath the waves of the unreal. Neither the perceiver nor the perceived really exist. There is no 'you' or 'me'. The real is found only when empty perceiving perceives empty perceiving, like water being poured into water.
Like I in I. Like atman being poured as oblation into Brahman. Like I being poured as oblation into I.
Thoughts were things, he taught the people, and the people began to start seriously having a good time, regardless of circumstance, and low and behold circumstances continued to improve.
And so this Buddhist theory of Interdependence started catching some attention.
He was getting famous as a yoga teacher.
The Modern Man
Bastante Solipsis Marquez had fully arrived as a dmt/aloha, permaculture/meditation consciousness. He rode the wave, and sang the song, and the people were stoked. He didn't seem to mind the pressure, and they didn't seem to mind the intrusion.
At long last, the Sat Yuga! The new Golden Age! Hare Hare Krishna! Om Nama Shivaya! Bastante Solipsis Marquez was the Maitreya dharmakaya, the very embodiment of the post-modern, information-age Quetzalcoatl, practicing and teaching the ancient secret yoga of happiness, the true art of living, the scientifically mystical craft of generally having a good time. He was very precise, and absolutely with the dharma, but he surfed the wave of dharma so precisely and so effortlessly that the wave became visible and surfable to everyone, and so everyone together surfed the wave of dharma. It was an extraordinary wave of collective consciousness, one consciousness seeing itself as 'all of us', riding the wave of dharma into the infinite experience of peace.
This story is pure wonky fiction,
an unreal fantasy,
utterly make-believe,
and imaginary.
Bastante Solipsis Marquez was a character in a dream, and he knew it, and so woke up in the dream, and became lucid, and within the dream he asked to be seen by the Dreamer, and so came to be seen by the Dreamer, who in the act of seeing, became seen, as the mere emptiness and phenomenal light of the Dreamtime.
Through this tantric act of interweaving dualistic opposites into healing relationship, Bastante Solipsis Marquez manifested as the Dreamer within the Dream, and incarnated as an avatar of the Dreamtime.
His siddhi was being cool with it all. Seriously. Nobody could believe it was that easy. He just made it look easy, but he made it look so easy, nobody could believe it. Being really cool about everything made him so cool, it could be hard for people to handle sometimes. But he was cool with it, even that, so it stopped being such a big deal after a while. And before long everybody else starting being pretty cool, and after while everyone was just really cool with all of it. And the world got peaceful, and chill, and everyone danced a lot and there was always some good music happening somewhere, and people stayed outside most of the time because it was always so incredible to be alive on planet Earth, experiencing whatever was going on in the world of nature.
The Sat Yuga. Its a very good time, people.
Of course there was always a ton of stuff to do, it never ended and it never would, but people were committed to the well-being of the spaceship planet they lived on, because everyone was counting on them to, and ecological stewardship was the new standard by which countries, civilizations, and governments were evaluated. It was the one thing that mattered more than anything else: Are we cleaning up our mess? Everything else was pretty much a secondary question.
Satisfactorily and definitively solving the problem of how to clean up our mess was what pushed Bastante to fame. He got famous promoting hemp, kelp, mushrooms, bees, and worms as ecological rehabilitators, and spreading the now-accepted axiom that for enlightened society to maintain itself for any reasonable length of time, gardening must be center of public education. It was Bastante's Ecological theory of Economics that propelled into consciousness the hypothesis that ecological rehabilitation reaps economic dividends. The people dug it, and dug into it, and dug into themselves, and out of all this digging grew a truly vibrant public education system built around gardening as the centerpiece of public education. And this led civilization down the path to infinite peace. Everything was nurtured, all life had its place, healthy boundaries were cultivated, abundance was everywhere, all beings felt wealthy and prosperous, grateful and loving.
When he made love, planet Earth herself couldn't take his weight, and dropped through space shamelessly, endlessly, a petite and delicate planet dropping infinitely through the vastness of space, pinned helplessly under the weight of Shiva's lingam. It was awesome. He was famous, but he didn't take it too seriously, because that would have ruined it. So he played it cool, and everyone else followed his lead, and the times were generally pretty radical and groovy.
He was good with words. Vac. Speech. Language is the matrix through which light perceives itself. Pure light categorizes itself into language, which it can then communicate to itself with via thought. Yes you read that correctly. Bastante was the incarnation of pure intelligence, light which saw itself with perfect imperishable clarity, and passed easily through the matrix of consciousness and language without losing any of its truth. He was the Logos, the Truth, the Speech, the Word, the spoken Sound of the Way of the Truth. He embodied the Logos, like no one could. It's what made him pono, and because laughter really is the best medicine, its also what made him lighthearted. He fucked up regularly, and usually apologized and promptly forgave himself. He embodied the Dharma. He was Dharmakaya Good Time.
Nobody could believe it, but he didn't blame them. He didn't believe it himself most days. Was this real? Nope, its not, he would remember - its just a dream. No ego trip needed. So it was all good. He refused to allow it to be a big deal. This relieved everyone, and it was a big relief to him as well.
At long last, the Sat Yuga! The new Golden Age! Hare Hare Krishna! Om Nama Shivaya! Bastante Solipsis Marquez was the Maitreya dharmakaya, the very embodiment of the post-modern, information-age Quetzalcoatl, practicing and teaching the ancient secret yoga of happiness, the true art of living, the scientifically mystical craft of generally having a good time. He was very precise, and absolutely with the dharma, but he surfed the wave of dharma so precisely and so effortlessly that the wave became visible and surfable to everyone, and so everyone together surfed the wave of dharma. It was an extraordinary wave of collective consciousness, one consciousness seeing itself as 'all of us', riding the wave of dharma into the infinite experience of peace.
This story is pure wonky fiction,
an unreal fantasy,
utterly make-believe,
and imaginary.
Bastante Solipsis Marquez was a character in a dream, and he knew it, and so woke up in the dream, and became lucid, and within the dream he asked to be seen by the Dreamer, and so came to be seen by the Dreamer, who in the act of seeing, became seen, as the mere emptiness and phenomenal light of the Dreamtime.
Through this tantric act of interweaving dualistic opposites into healing relationship, Bastante Solipsis Marquez manifested as the Dreamer within the Dream, and incarnated as an avatar of the Dreamtime.
His siddhi was being cool with it all. Seriously. Nobody could believe it was that easy. He just made it look easy, but he made it look so easy, nobody could believe it. Being really cool about everything made him so cool, it could be hard for people to handle sometimes. But he was cool with it, even that, so it stopped being such a big deal after a while. And before long everybody else starting being pretty cool, and after while everyone was just really cool with all of it. And the world got peaceful, and chill, and everyone danced a lot and there was always some good music happening somewhere, and people stayed outside most of the time because it was always so incredible to be alive on planet Earth, experiencing whatever was going on in the world of nature.
The Sat Yuga. Its a very good time, people.
Of course there was always a ton of stuff to do, it never ended and it never would, but people were committed to the well-being of the spaceship planet they lived on, because everyone was counting on them to, and ecological stewardship was the new standard by which countries, civilizations, and governments were evaluated. It was the one thing that mattered more than anything else: Are we cleaning up our mess? Everything else was pretty much a secondary question.
Satisfactorily and definitively solving the problem of how to clean up our mess was what pushed Bastante to fame. He got famous promoting hemp, kelp, mushrooms, bees, and worms as ecological rehabilitators, and spreading the now-accepted axiom that for enlightened society to maintain itself for any reasonable length of time, gardening must be center of public education. It was Bastante's Ecological theory of Economics that propelled into consciousness the hypothesis that ecological rehabilitation reaps economic dividends. The people dug it, and dug into it, and dug into themselves, and out of all this digging grew a truly vibrant public education system built around gardening as the centerpiece of public education. And this led civilization down the path to infinite peace. Everything was nurtured, all life had its place, healthy boundaries were cultivated, abundance was everywhere, all beings felt wealthy and prosperous, grateful and loving.
When he made love, planet Earth herself couldn't take his weight, and dropped through space shamelessly, endlessly, a petite and delicate planet dropping infinitely through the vastness of space, pinned helplessly under the weight of Shiva's lingam. It was awesome. He was famous, but he didn't take it too seriously, because that would have ruined it. So he played it cool, and everyone else followed his lead, and the times were generally pretty radical and groovy.
He was good with words. Vac. Speech. Language is the matrix through which light perceives itself. Pure light categorizes itself into language, which it can then communicate to itself with via thought. Yes you read that correctly. Bastante was the incarnation of pure intelligence, light which saw itself with perfect imperishable clarity, and passed easily through the matrix of consciousness and language without losing any of its truth. He was the Logos, the Truth, the Speech, the Word, the spoken Sound of the Way of the Truth. He embodied the Logos, like no one could. It's what made him pono, and because laughter really is the best medicine, its also what made him lighthearted. He fucked up regularly, and usually apologized and promptly forgave himself. He embodied the Dharma. He was Dharmakaya Good Time.
Nobody could believe it, but he didn't blame them. He didn't believe it himself most days. Was this real? Nope, its not, he would remember - its just a dream. No ego trip needed. So it was all good. He refused to allow it to be a big deal. This relieved everyone, and it was a big relief to him as well.
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