Sunday, September 13, 2015

Gazing into the Mirror of Reflecting Verisimilitude

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Another day and here we are... still... for however long remains to us. Even when we are no longer here, we will be somewhere. Where and what that somewhere is is the question. Yes... I know we suffer here. It is the nature of the location. It comes down to desire in all it's facets and features. When we are consumed with desire, even if we get what we pursue, we cannot be satisfied for two reasons. One is the intensity of our drive (the flame burns too hot) and the other is the focus of our drive. If it is not directed at the ineffable it is doomed in the long run. Here we must mention that the ineffable is the fountain from which all blessings and all good things flow. In other words, to seek the ineffable is to also be in line for anything else you might possibly want or need and all of these under the best of circumstances. There is only one enjoyer and that enjoyer is within us and active in us should we be inclined to defer to its performance of enjoyment. Otherwise, let's face it, most of the time we don't know how to enjoy what we have and get and that is why we are left so often with the taste of ashes in our mouths.

Another problem is the havoc and hurt we leave in our wake; the hearts broken and the lives ruined due to our desperate grasping at all costs.

From the Ballad of Reading Gaol by Oscar Wilde;

Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!
Some kill their love when they are young,
And some when they are old;
Some strangle with the hands of Lust,
Some with the hands of Gold:
The kindest use a knife, because
The dead so soon grow cold.
Some love too little, some too long,
Some sell, and others buy;
Some do the deed with many tears,
And some without a sigh:
For each man kills the thing he loves,
Yet each man does not die.”


Here is the whole poem. Oscar had a terrible time of it in prison. It was his own fault he was there. He presumed too much upon his genius and position of privilege and he paid the price. It is said that he left that place a broken man. I've read the details of his incarceration. You could definitely say he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He was one of our more spectacular examples of the purpose of demonstration. As a lesser luminary, I too have had ample share in the same and did more time behind bars than did Oscar. One of the things that uninformed critics of mine like to trumpet are things like; “He.. he was locked up in a maximum security ward for the criminally insane!!!” Yeah... so was Ezra Pound. In fact, we were held in the same location there. Then you hear, “He got in so much trouble here that he can't come back to the US!!!” Well... here I am. “He was locked up for drugs!!! He's a druggie!!!” The facts in both of my arrests are easily discovered if you want to pay a little money for the transcripts and truth. In both cases I was setup and entrapped because of my public performances. I even managed to prove this the second time and it has never been duplicated since. That should tell you how difficult it is.

Some of us can seek after the ineffable and have a less controversial run of it. We live in ashrams or hermitages or spend our lives engaged in good works that do not offend the authorities. Others of us must walk a more confrontational path and this is often true of artists in the various persuasions; those who live in times of darkness and seek to express the light of understanding in their work. They run afoul of the criminal juntas of their days. Many of them have been imprisoned, assassinated and executed... disappeared... slandered and... impoverished because their areas of commerce have been cut off from their efforts and enterprises. However, the ineffable is in charge in every place, whether it looks like it or not. The ineffable decides what happens to and for you.

Why does this happen? It happens to test the metal of the practitioner. It happens to refine the metal and to improve upon the creations of the artist. It happens to clarify the vision and to establish an integrity that manifests in the work, so as to make the work more enduring that it might stand the test of time and stand as an example of what is possible for those who love and serve the ineffable. It is no highway for the lazy or the cowardly. It is no place for those who are not equal to the task and this is why trial and suffering are employed to weed out the pretenders. One cannot speak with authority unless one has authority and this is... conferred. It is not seized, as is the usual manner of those in the political and economic arenas As the Bard had to say in Henry the Fourth;


“How many thousand of my poorest subjects
Are at this hour asleep! O sleep, O gentle sleep,
Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,
That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down
And steep my senses in forgetfulness?
Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs,
Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee
And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber,
Than in the perfumed chambers of the great,
Under the canopies of costly state,
And lull'd with sound of sweetest melody?
O thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile
In loathsome beds, and leavest the kingly couch
A watch-case or a common 'larum-bell?
Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast
Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains
In cradle of the rude imperious surge
And in the visitation of the winds,
Who take the ruffian billows by the top,
Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them
With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds,
That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?
Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose
To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude,
And in the calmest and most stillest night,
With all appliances and means to boot,
Deny it to a king? Then happy low, lie down!
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.”



Truly... uneasy lies the head that wears a crown... unless it is conferred by the one who possesses all authority. This is why ten different people can all say the same thing and only one of them will have lasting import in their words because they have the divine right to say these things. This is yet another reason that true seekers are put through such strenuous trials. One must be led or pressed to a state where the deeper portions of their being have been exposed and revealed. No one makes great art by accident. Everyone that makes great art (that makes great art) does so by inspiration. Inspiration is conferred on two sorts, the worthy and unworthy but it is conferred upon the unworthy to demonstrate the cost of the loss of inspiration. You can't steal or finagle inspiration. The angels that guard the route of access are wise beyond human understanding where it concerns any aspirant. They know us to the depths of our being and potential. They know what we are made of and who made us and why.

We live in an age of superficiality, where the most banal and uninspired treacle is celebrated. We live in an age where what is genuine is scorned and suppressed... reviled even. Few there are who long after the highest possible expression of themselves and eyes are upon all of us at all times. Our own eyes are used by entities that view the world and all of our actions and this is why nothing is hidden and none of us can escape the consequences of our behavior. We are convicted by our own witness.

Everything is as it is for the purpose of demonstration. It is so that we can show and be shown and powerful examples of this are on the threshold of the moment. We shall see what we are made of and we are blessed if we are successfully made beforehand. God help those who are unprepared and never sought to be prepared but rather were driven by the promise of gain or by any kind of vain ambition. Why is it called vain? It is called so because it does not have the imprimatur of the almighty.

It is a hard thing to accept that everything is in the hands of a power greater than our own. We have no power. We only think we do and we are allowed to imagine that we have status and power and ability because it serves the greater plans of the ineffable to use us as examples. Let us hope we have the necessary verisimilitude. Did we pursue this? Was this our objective? God is gracious and generous beyond anything we can imagine and most assuredly because we are not.

We are impatient. The almighty is not. The almighty is many things that we are not but which we might share in, should we be in possession of the proper humility and dedication and this is yet one more reason why we are put through the things we are put through and it is why I myself am not unduly distressed by what I have been put through. I measure my suffering the way an investment banker looks at a very good investment that is certain to provide a remarkable return. One might say the return on our own suffering is likely to be much greater than anything that might come to an investment banker. It would be of an entirely different order. They are not the same thing. One is pedestrian and temporary and one can be eternal... everlasting and not subject to the temporal judgments of time and wear. One might say, in certain cases; “All things are made new!”

Every man and woman should ask themselves 'before' they set out upon the objectives of their lives; “What am I after? What can I realize from this? Will is improve my life and the lives of others? Will is save my life or will it cost me my life?”

We need to have a serious talk with ourselves and that is why we stress Self Inquiry here. By the process of self inquiry you can find yourself ...and what is this self? It is not the self with which we are all familiar. It is the self that inhabits all of us to some degree and when one comes into possession of this self one gains; can gain... a unity and harmony with all life and the ability to speak into every heart to some level of depth in each; whatever they might be open to. If confers the ability to see into every heart what is really resident there and it grants one the abilities of the self to exercise in life's interplays. What could possibly be a more valuable tool than this, to negotiate the highways and byways of existence?

I will leave it to each of us to make our own decisions in this life, according to what is valued and what is not. Free will means that we have the freedom to surrender to the will of the ineffable or to oppose it. Both cases result in a demonstration of efficacy or the lack of it.


End Transmission.......

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