Sunday, April 03, 2005

The Chattering Monkeys in the Stationary Trees.

Well, here we are again; somebody writing and somebody reading and somebody thinking. Next thing you know somebody says something to someone else and complexity ensues; funny thing complexity, it all comes out of something too simple to ever explain or expound upon. One can talk around the thing forever; many people do.

There is so much talk. And sure, we can consider this just more of it. I used to read a lot of different people, trying to get a handle on what was happening. I found a few resources that never disappointed me and, as time passed, most everything else has become chatter. Some of it is beautiful chatter and some of it is convoluted arcane chatter and some of it is agenda driven chatter. Eventually most of the chatter just falls into the backdrop of the hum underneath. Some of the chatter crystallizes into temples and institutions which promote specific chatter for the benefit of those seeking some sort of a home in the midst of the ongoing change that is life. Unfortunately, life being what it is, no home can be more than a temporary location. It’s good to get some fuel if you’ve found such a rest spot. One hopes that fuel doesn’t add confusion to the next stage of the journey.

I’ve formed the opinion that chatter is basically irrelevant to anything meaningful. Leaning on a more powerful personality is a carry over from early dependencies of our childhood when we had the idea of protection from the elements in our parents, or whatever gave us some idea of safe harbor. But the ship sails eventually, doesn’t it? We find we are on our own, sailing through a world of dreams we can’t seem to wake up from. Eventually we reach an age where we have wound up somewhere, puzzled, reflecting back, wondering how we wound up where we did and why. Death looms. For many the television and radio, or any number of chatter mechanisms are employed throughout the day as a distraction from looming death.

We had this life; we went there, we did that, we worked or skated, had and lost relationships, or wished we could have lost them. What did it all mean? It’s a curious phenomenon. There are very few people for whom the intention to solve life’s mystery is preeminent over available distractions. For those in whom such intensity burns there is always the greater distraction of setting themselves up as captain of the ship; the need to play daddy or mommy on a grand scale.

What I’ve found is that you have to meet someone along the way. Try to think of yourself as a house in a neighborhood. Seen from above, in the night, each house is different depending on the degree and quality of light emanating from it. A certain light is attractive to the watcher above. In business, certain people stand out according to their energy and intelligence. These people are earmarked for promotion. Quite often as they progress they are faced with tests that challenge their inherent morality. Ambition is very important too. Ambition is usually not associated with morality; of course we might be at pains to determine the definition of morality- but let’s say morality is what is generally accepted as being the right thing to do. This may not be the most helpful choice when advancing in business. So, if you’re interested in meeting someone then you need to be concerned with the quality of your light.

Religion and all of the new constructs that are emerging as alternatives would also be businesses. Either an organization prospers or grows or it dies. So many people feel that it is important to disseminate the truth they have found. One wonders how the truth managed before their arrival. Maybe you have heard the name Sanat Kumara. He has alternatively been called, ‘The Planetary Logos’, ‘The Ancient of Days’, it’s said he came from Venus. I won’t be getting into all of the history associated with the name. You can google that. What I want to do is create an image. Let’s say that this Sanat Kumara is the grand body of aggregate humanity in which each one of us is a cell. Think of your own body. If you think of your foot you instantly feel it. If you think of any part of your body your mind goes to that location. There are power centers in your body; your brain, your heart, your abdominal brain, your sex organs. Each of these could be considered a virtual city of cells with a specific intelligence that rules that zone. If you think about it you can see where one city might be in opposition to another. Wars could take place between these cities over differing goals. We all know people where one city seems preeminent. We shed cells in every location every day. A process of refinement is taking place. Life is growing itself.

Many of us find ourselves in cities that are uncomfortable for us, or perhaps where ‘the thrill is gone’. You would think that the idea of migration to another city might be attractive. There are problems with that though. Maybe you don’t know anyone there. Maybe you don’t know where to go. This brings us to things like faith and determination. If you don’t grow, you will die. Of course, consonant with this are many good arguments that will tell you, you can find everything where you are; don’t worry it will all come to you, when the pupil is ready the master is waiting; that sort of thing.

I’ll tell you what I think. I think you have to try very hard so that the light of your sincere intensity will attract someone who may be watching. I think you strive and aspire and do not quit; because nothing, NOTHING is so very important as this. You try and you try and then you surrender. There’s a dynamic. You can’t just surrender without having struggled. I don’t know, off hand, of any teachers who did, or that they got very far.

It is certain that your struggle will lead you to a place where, for a time, nothing will make sense. In this place may be feelings of despair and desolation. It’s been referred to as The Dark Night of the Soul, among other things. I can tell you that you don’t need to join any organizations, although you may pass through many on your search. I tell you that many opportunities to stop searching will appear in ever newly emergent guises. I can tell you that it is impossible to fail if you do not give up and that when you must give up you will still be uncertain but it will turn out well.

We do not know how consistently we are watched. We are not in a position to know this. That is why faith is so important. Unless we get past the chatter we will not go anywhere. We may even begin to chatter ourselves. How can one distinguish one monkey from another in a forest of chattering monkeys?

Real teachers are out there. They fill every need and are specific to each personality. Frauds wait in every location along the way. Someone has set themselves up to chatter at every location. This is a world of magic and fun house mirrors; a labyrinth of boxwoods; a place of many faces. Because the essential light of divine intelligence is seated in every human heart, though- for purposes of demonstration- the journey seems to be outward, it is always moving in two directions at once and will arrive simultaneously in both of them at the given moment.

You can’t actually get lost but you can think you are. You can’t actually die but you can think you do. Focusing of the mind and controlling thought is key; opening the heart to an ever greater Love is key. All of the challenges that beset as a result of this effort are for the purpose of strengthening. You would never survive the winds higher up without strengthening.

I like to think of weaving the chatter together and making pleasant musical nonsense out of it. If you can imagine that something has everything under control and that your job is to play the conductor in terms of harmonizing your life, you won’t go far wrong. Of course you won’t actually be conducting but it will look like it… (Grin).

Love blends everything into one. The mind attempts to divide the unity. It’s fairly simple until it becomes complex. It’s always simple again though, so long as one is capable of resolving back into the love when they realize the emergent complexity has resurfaced again. Watch this particular feature in your heart and mind and see what you think.

(NOTE- I'm not putting up a new post today because many of you who read here do so while at work, or don't come by on Sundays which is when this post went up. However- I would like to direct you to my other site Smoking Mirrors (accessed through the links on this page) where i have placed a new post. I wound up writing so many things there, that should have more correctly caused the post to be put here, that you might want to go by and check it out. Have a wonderful day...)


Anonymous said...

You are constantly transforming and transformative. This is a superb piece of writing. I keep playing with the inferences and the whole story going on behind the presentation; excellent work!

When it comes to clear thinking and distant bells you are incomparable. They are ringing as I write.

z a

Anonymous said...

I don't know what to say except that you made my day. Thank you.

Anonymous said...

What a nice surprise on a splendid day.

Anonymous said...

Somebody around here once said you were the avatar. I'm sure that made you smile. You may not be the avatar but I have a feeling you've got his phone number. This is a very classy contribution, I've read it three times and the meaning keeps increasing.


Anonymous said...

verbal legerdemain, beautiful.

Anonymous said...

And it still all depends on who you are listening to. Nice.

Anonymous said...

The deeper you go, the higher I get. Great article on The Pope by the way.


ciinc said...

LesV -

I will tell you a story I have never told anyone before, and also a recent event. Both are relevant to your post here.

Back in 1978 or so, when I was first starting to struggle with certain mathematical constructs which are now transparent to me, I was fortunate to have some help from a guy at NYU Courant Institute. As an Orthodox Jew who went to study every afternoon/evening in the old small synagogues on NYC's Lower East Side, he was familiar with the Kabala and other esoteric tools for interpreting the Torah and commentaries thereon.

I had a very disturbing dream one night, in which I took a trip to a place with long spires made of red rock, kind of like something you might see in Bryce Canyon out in Utah.

I asked him what he thought the dream might mean, and he told me that the city of "red rock" is Petra, the home of the Amalekites, sworn blood enemies of the ancient Hebrews.

Twelve years later in 1990, I got a great job at Redstone Arsenal in Huntsville AL. Redstone was the place chosen by Werner Van Braun to start America's missile program, based of course on his own work for Hitler on the V-2 rocket. (The old joke has Von Braun saying: "We aim for the stars, but sometimes we hit London.")

Anyway, by coming to Redstone, I was forced to find mathematical instruction in the Southern United States and in 1991 got my first grant from the Army to work with Dr. Robert Jamison of Clemson U in SC.

By the way, Huntsville AL turned out to be no hotbed of anti-Semitism, despte Van Braun's association with Hitler. Two years ago several of the Baptist churches in town organized a Seder so that folks could learn about customs of J's time. Of all things, this Seder was held in the Von Braun civic center.

That's the story - the only example I can select from my own experience of what might be considered "clairvoyance".

Now the event: after twice failing at getting a talk accepted at an important bioinformatic conference held each year, I had given up on my company's main project because I could not seem to get it legitmized by the relevant research community. But what the hell, I send the abstract in a third time, and it was not only accepted for a poster presentation, but also upgraded to the status of a ten-minute scheduled talk.

So yeah - about:

a) beings who are watching;
b) surrendering.

My life has taken several turns for the better in recent months, roughly corresponding to the time I started reading and responding to your posts here.

Which I would continue to read and respond to, even if I were sent the boils of Job tomorrow.

Very best regards
David Halitsky

Visible said...

Congratulations David!

I know you've worked hard on this. Many times in my life I feel like I'm a rat tunneling under a prison in search of the free light. You just keep tunneling and tunneling cause there's naught else you can do. You can't go back. It does seem such a long way to go. I, for one, don't remember burying myself this deeply to begin with.

I'm really happy for you. Not many things in this world feel so good as having ones work recognized/understood; all considerations of remmuneration aside.

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Anonymous said...

This is the best resource for cutting edge metaphysical information that I have come across. Your understanding of the subject is astonishing. I would think you should do speaking engagements; perhaps you do? I haven't seen any evidence at your web page. I think you would be very successful.

I've attended a great many New Age seminars and run into almost nothing but snake oil salesmen. Occasionally I am surprised. I was very surprised to find this site. I hope you will continue to do this here.


Anonymous said...

It's a treat to come here Les. When you left off at Fray it was like the lights went out. This is so much better because it isn't like you have to stand hip deep in garbage whenever you say something.

a 'friend'

Anonymous said...

Certainly some strokes above what I'm used to in this respect. I especially appreciate the lack of platitudinous and patronizing bullshit.

Anonymous said...

Message for DAVID HALITSKY - ciinc

RHE recognized you as being someone we know and love.

I have become fond of you. I look forward to exchanging stuff and I may produce a poem in reply to yours.

I am not available, though, in the way people regard as available. I am around the net infrequently to exchange literary muse.

I am glad to see you are well and OK as I was genuinely concerned.


I apologize for this duplicate. I posted in the wrong place.


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