Psychospiritual Arrogance. Ignorance.

After a couple thousand years of evolution, the sun rising in the east and coming to rest in the west, the Dharma light now shines upon the Sharp White Intellect. Now the proud euroAmerican patriarch may correct the folly of the childish Buddhists who have mistakenly practiced what has been preached. [that was sarcasm. don’t take me seriously!]

Psychospiritual Poem

Our Western Arrogant Ignorance

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Ya’ll stand on the shoulders of giants.
Angry, stupid, shortsighted giants.

They’ve invented toys for killing and slicing,
which you’ve taken as implements for the revelation of truth.

Yet,
no,
there is no truth.

Swords can’t combine.
The razor-mind doesn’t synthesize,
it slices the gnoTruth,
it discriminates,
differentiates and
kills it,
and only then does it ‘define’ the dead thing it has killed.

This fool’s mind goes nowhere.
It is nauseous,
as it is incapable of digesting whole things– it must mutilate anything it ‘knows’.

Yeshua said,
I say, if you are whole,  you will be filled with light,
but if divided, you will be filled with darkness.

{
in truth,
this mind misses its mark,
unlike Saraha,
the archer,
coarsing in Perfect Wisdom,
hitting the target every freaking time!!
}

 

Blind Lead Blind

In the end,
after having exerted this petty dividing mind for countless generations,
infinite lifetimes,
the razor-minded ones fail
and are left alone with their sharp sticks,
with which they poke each other in the eyes
until they fall asleep
exhausted
from their ridiculous exertions.

They’ll wake up tomorrow and do it again.

 Someone said to him,
Tell my brothers to divide my father’s possessions with me.

He said to the person,
Mister, who made me a divider?

He turned to his students and said to them,
I am not a divider, am I?

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All their power, improperly exerted. Drunken Super-People…

They are high.

 

Intoxicated by the creative power derived from Mother Sophia {wisdom}
— Prajnaparamita —
improperly approached.

Yeshua said,
I took my stand in the midst of the world,
and I appeared to them in flesh.
I found them all drunk
yet none of them thirsty.
My soul ached for the human children
because they are blind in their hearts
and do not see.
They came into the world empty
and seek to depart from the world empty.
But now they are drunk.
When they shake off their wine, they will repent.

The first being to fall from Abhisara
took himself to be Creator God
and watched the heavens populate with those he took to be his Archons.

Yet,
in fact,
he is no creator,
and nothing is ‘his’. [no*thing]

Having become intoxicated by dualistic false imagination,
sentient beings push each other around on this infinitely revolving, frictionless, merry-go-round.

You want off?
JUMP!
Cause you aren’t going to slow it down!

How?
It is spinning reaally fast!
Jumping seems like a bad idea.
Don’t think too hard about it.
Cut the root.
Be a small axe,
chop down the large tree of delusion which has been grown throughout all of beginningless eternity.

Yeshua saw some babies nursing.

He said to his students,
These nursing babies
are like those who enter the kingdom.

They said to him,
Then shall we enter the kingdom as babies?

Yeshua said to them,
When you make the two into one,
and when you make the inner like the outer
and the outer like the inner
and the upper like the lower,
and when you make male and female into a single one,
so that the male will not be male nor the female be female,
when you make eyes in place of an eye,
a hand in place of a hand,
a foot in place of a foot,
an image in place of an image,
then you will enter the kingdom.

If only I could bottle and sell it… I’d sell it to you!

But, no formula exists,
and no method is satisfactory.

Drop it,
drop dropping it,
drop anything you want to pick up.
Drop it before you pick it up.

Get lost.
Lose trust in form,
develop a mind that rests nowhere.
Then, develop a love that embraces all of reality,
only then will your wisdom be worthy of Perfect Mother Thunder.

I was sent forth from the power,
and I have come to those who reflect upon me,
and I have been found among those who seek after me.
Look upon me,
you who reflect upon me,
and you hearers,
hear me.

You who are waiting for me, take me to yourselves.
And do not banish me from your sight.
And do not make your voice hate me,
nor your hearing.

Do not be ignorant of me anywhere or any time.
Be on your guard!
Do not be ignorant of me.

For I am the first and the last.
I am the honored one and the scorned one.
I am the whore and the holy one.
I am the wife and the virgin.
I am <the mother> and the daughter.
I am the members of my mother.
I am the barren one
and many are her sons.

Why, you who hate me, do you love me,
and hate those who love me?
You who deny me, confess me,
and you who confess me, deny me.
You who tell the truth about me,
lie about me,
and you who have lied about me,
tell the truth about me.
You who know me,
be ignorant of me,
and those who have not known me,
let them know me.