On the one hand I dismissed meditation on utilitarian grounds... It's stress reduction... But a Gateway to ultimate truth? Then again what else could be?
And why do we even need such a thing?
Whatever we are is what we are. Or not.
It's pretty much that simple.
All the stretching conflagrations...
I was made aware of death when I was a kid, I couldn't stop thinking about it, even now. I can't say I've had a so-called your death experience, well then again I have... In my own way, but for me it was always just going into the void kind of...
In my peak death experience I remember seeing some people climbing a rock or whatever... And it All seemed completely pointless...
But then again I've made it a point to just enjoy the ride, so long as I find myself in existence... Making the most of it... And if I'm not there there's nothing to be made of, good or bad.... But insofar as I'm here, I won't be following any tradition or authority... In fact I will quite likely be rebelling against that.
I am extremely rebellious. Facing death head on.
In one of my psychedelic experiences, it seemed clear that we merge into some universality, but I was hanging on to my individuality... I wasn't ready to go all the way, but it seemed beautiful nonetheless.
I told my friend I could hear the Amazonian forest, monkeys this and that in the wild, although I was not actually anywhere near that vicinity physically.
And I experience Frisson ... A pleasant bioelectricity.... Related to thought, but sometimes for no apparent reason.
I guess in the end nobody needs to work so hard at anything. We're all just doing what we're doing... Forever and ever...
If you don't like something change it, and if you don't exist you won't know the difference....
It is for you to discover. When you see it, and recognize what that is, it cannot be unseen. We cannot be nothing, simply because we are having some sort of experience that we are aware of. We cannot be real, simply because we are always changing, always fabricating our existence. We can logically, in this way, walk right up to the precipice of who we really are. Our next step is Bodhicitta, and that takes real commitment.
I'm definitely not on a level that I could be calm falling to my certain death from an airplane, I don't think 🤔, and it's hard to imagine meditation - or anything else - making that possible, but then my wife and I somehow didn't get involved in a very probably devastating or fatal accident that we could have been millimeters, centimeters or inches away from having and did avoid, and I awaited what was to be in a kind of non-attachment somehow, though if the contact was made, and it happened...well, it would have happened so fast, but I could imagine terror occuring, however briefly, but I can't say because I'm still here and it didn't happen.
Same surgery soon will keep you in positive aspirations.
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On the one hand I dismissed meditation on utilitarian grounds... It's stress reduction... But a Gateway to ultimate truth? Then again what else could be?
And why do we even need such a thing?
Whatever we are is what we are. Or not.
It's pretty much that simple.
All the stretching conflagrations...
I was made aware of death when I was a kid, I couldn't stop thinking about it, even now. I can't say I've had a so-called your death experience, well then again I have... In my own way, but for me it was always just going into the void kind of...
In my peak death experience I remember seeing some people climbing a rock or whatever... And it All seemed completely pointless...
But then again I've made it a point to just enjoy the ride, so long as I find myself in existence... Making the most of it... And if I'm not there there's nothing to be made of, good or bad.... But insofar as I'm here, I won't be following any tradition or authority... In fact I will quite likely be rebelling against that.
I am extremely rebellious. Facing death head on.
In one of my psychedelic experiences, it seemed clear that we merge into some universality, but I was hanging on to my individuality... I wasn't ready to go all the way, but it seemed beautiful nonetheless.
I told my friend I could hear the Amazonian forest, monkeys this and that in the wild, although I was not actually anywhere near that vicinity physically.
And I experience Frisson ... A pleasant bioelectricity.... Related to thought, but sometimes for no apparent reason.
I guess in the end nobody needs to work so hard at anything. We're all just doing what we're doing... Forever and ever...
If you don't like something change it, and if you don't exist you won't know the difference....
It is for you to discover. When you see it, and recognize what that is, it cannot be unseen. We cannot be nothing, simply because we are having some sort of experience that we are aware of. We cannot be real, simply because we are always changing, always fabricating our existence. We can logically, in this way, walk right up to the precipice of who we really are. Our next step is Bodhicitta, and that takes real commitment.
I'm definitely not on a level that I could be calm falling to my certain death from an airplane, I don't think 🤔, and it's hard to imagine meditation - or anything else - making that possible, but then my wife and I somehow didn't get involved in a very probably devastating or fatal accident that we could have been millimeters, centimeters or inches away from having and did avoid, and I awaited what was to be in a kind of non-attachment somehow, though if the contact was made, and it happened...well, it would have happened so fast, but I could imagine terror occuring, however briefly, but I can't say because I'm still here and it didn't happen.
When we practice Shamatha, or Peaceful Abiding Meditation, we learn to be calm under every circumstance. It takes a few years to master, not too long.
You will need this ability when you traverse the death bardo.